I have not been been walking much in the early morning this spring. It rained so much during April that I got used to sleeping in. Sometimes I was too tired to remember to set the alarm and sometimes I just plain didn't want to set it. I went away to San Juan and New York, where I did walk and walk, and then when I came back I was jetlagged and didn't feel like walking for a while. And then I was blue because the Boyo was leaving and found it hard to get up. So now I tip the scales at...let's just say over the weight I was before and well over where I'd like to be.
Lately my attitude at work has not been good. We are undergoing a reorganization. It is...unsettling...to say the least. I have been grumbling about many things and it has been s-l-o-w, which doesn't help me grumble less. And I have been frequently late and wanting to leave early. And a boatload of work is about to descend on me. And I need to be brilliant and on the ball.
And our lovely weiner is rapidly becoming a geriatric hound. She turned twelve in February.
No matter how much she wants to go out in the morning, she's finding it hard to keep up. And I need a brisk walk. I don't want to feel like I'm dragging her along at the end of a fifteen-foot leash.
And traffic...I'm not sure I need to go into traffic. It's bad around here. People don't pay attention. And they can be really nasty.
It's time for a change.
I was talking with Coffee Shop Jeanne this morning and she's been going through the same kinds of things. So we've decided to start shaking it up -try something new - find a new routine.
Tomorrow my plan is to get up at 6, get ready for work, and walk to the coffee shop. Then I can talk to my pals for half an hour, hop a BART train to downtown, and walk the rest of the way to the office. I can get 3-4 miles of walking in if I do it both ways. Then walk the dog(s) in the evening after I get home.
Mr. Celia and I have already decided to drink less wine. And with the Boyo gone, our intake of red meat wil go down, too. And...I can knit on the BART train.
I'm not sure what I'll do Wednesday or the rest of the week. I'll have to take it one day at a time. But for tomorrow I'll be shaking things up.
The change will do me good.
