Busy!

Yes, that is me.

My last post was Friday, and it's now Monday evening, 9PM. I have been BUSY.

I've taken on a bit of a side project, and I love it, but it's 10 hrs/week on top of my already very busy full time job, full time schooling, and lake association work (which is more time consuming than you could imagine)... Oh yeah, and I'm still trying to make sure to exercise, plan healthy meals, keep up with my blog, look out for my dear grandmother, and enjoy my wonderful waterfront living. I'm type A, and I can handle a lot, but yes, gentle reader, this is a LOT.

I haven't exercised as much as I would have liked to since Friday's renewed resolve. I made it to the gym on Friday, I skipped Saturday, made it Sunday, and missed today again. I'm in the process of completing, what has turned out to be, a very labor intensive grant application for the state of NH to apply for funds to resolve our milfoil problem. Milfoil is a terrible weed that is taking over our water, reducing our home values and limiting the use of our lake.

Today I attended an all day seminar for the leadership team of our hospital system. Although I had to be in Framingham (1.5 hrs from my house) at 7:30 AM, I was pleased to be home around 5 tonight. I needed to take a boat cruise to count all of the physical properties located on the lake, as well as all of the swim platforms located on the lake (for the grant proposal), and I needed my dear neighbor Jimmy to escort me, as driving and counting was beyond my capabilities.

I wanted to go to the gym first, but Jimmy had plans, so we needed to leave as soon as I arrived home tonight. We counted the houses and swim platforms, and I was home by 6:30. From 6:30 to 9:00, I worked, to make up for the lost time from my seminar today. I missed out on the gym, and I feel guilty. I don't want my health to not be a top priority, but this is an extremely busy time for me, and finding a balance can be challenging.

I could work out now, but I'm tired, and I'm going to relax for the next hour before I go to bed early. Tomorrow, I will definitely make the gym.

On a positive note, I saw several colleagues today that I hadn't seen for months. I received so many compliments on my weight loss, and it was wonderful. It never gets old. I'm not someone who loses weight and feels uncomfortable that people are somehow thrilled with my weight loss - I embrace it and love it every single time!

I'm not down any weight on the scale, but my body is shrinking. When I hold up my old pants next to the ones I wear now, they are half the size. I am now 2 sizes smaller than my Dad, and 10 sizes smaller then when I started. So there. ;-) I keep thinking there must be a mistake, but that doesn't appear to be the case. I am shrinking, and I love it.

Progress, not perfection...