Sunday evening I had planned out my entire day for Monday. I had my schedule filled from 10am until 5pm with things I needed to do and I set reminders 5 minutes before each event. The following day I went through each of the scheduled items, adjusting the schedule when necessary to fit in anything unexpected that came up. When 5pm rolled by, I couldn't believe how fast the day seemed to have passed. I had finished 90% of what I set out to do. It was a good feeling.
While at work today, I found a very nice site explaining Linux file permissions. I had always struggled to understand the three octal digit method of setting file permissions but now its as clear as day and as easy as 4 + 2 + 1!
I was on the treadmill this morning, doing my Tuesday interval routine. This is my second week on this new workout routine and I must say, the aerobic part is certainly the most challenging. About 10 minutes into the workout, while running at 7 MPH, I tripped. And I'm not talking about a little mis-step. I had to grab the handle bars to prevent myself from slamming headfirst into the spinning belt. I jumped back up and continued running, without even skipping a beat. "That was weird" I said to myself. Then it happen again a few minutes later! I don't know if it was the shoes I was wearing or maybe a lack of energy causing me to feel dizzy and loose my balance.
This morning's run felt unusually difficult; and it was supposed to be the easiest aerobic workout this week! Maybe I'm still adjusting to the morning workout schedule. I need to time my breakfast and morning protein shake a little better. As I was running on the treadmill, the only thing that kept me going was counting down the minutes until I was done. "Fifteen minutes left. Comon' its only fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes and you don't have to run for another 48 hours. What's fifteen minutes out of your entire day?! Just do it!" The less time I have until I'm done, the less it makes sense to give up. No matter how hard it hurt, no matter how sore I was, no matter how bad the cramp in my side was bothering me, giving up was not an option. The end was in sight and I knew exactly what I needed to do to get there.
Gangster.