that's what i thought when walking home this afternoon, after a gym visit that consisted of a hefty lifting session (just two rounds, and i was spent) an hour and 15 minutes of cardio, stretching, a massage and two rounds in the sauna. and a trip to the grocery store to buy lots of healthy stuff to cook dinner for the bf and me tonight. and all that? is a routine now.
how crazy.
i never thought i'd ever be a person with that kind of routine. my life these days is pretty well planned out with work, firmly set gym days (that are only ever changed under dire circumstances), routines with the guy about who cooks dinner when. my life? is regulated. and i really like it that way. which is a bit odd, really. it's still flexible, still jam-packed with good, new experiences. but it's running pretty smoothly because of said routine.
it was all so very different a year and a half ago, five years ago, ten years ago. in my early twenties, i was so very lost at times, clinically depressed, unable to get out of bed for days. it's so odd that it's all so very different.
and i like my routine. oh yes, i do.
daily goal check:
- breakfast at work by 11am - no work today, but a snacky kinda brekkie before heading to the gym
- drink at least 2l of water at work - no work today, but i think i had more than 2l
- no baking at home - YES!
- a lunch break, every day - N.A.
- no more bread rolls during the workday - YES! no work today, and no bread
- workouts on monday, wednesday and saturday - YES!
[nablopomo 06/30]
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