re-learning how to walk.
For Lent, my goal is no social media and journal everyday. Give up one thing that holds me back, adopt one behavior that propels me forward.
Today was another work meeting; went well, Olympic-themed; I got there right when it started, skipping the breakfast portion, which I find awkward anyway. I've probably taken the place where I work for granted. They really are good people, even if they aren't perfect. Since my work review, I've been wanting to get back to full time hours (32): more income, 23 paid days off, both of which would encourage me to take more days off. Ultimately I would work more hours, but that would hopefully be more than offset by the blocks of time I would take off. Recharge. I would use $4K of the additional income to max out our life insurance policies and use the rest for vacations and work around the house, and who knows what else.
Just went for a walk in my barefoot shoes, then for the last bit in no shoes. Nice, cool cement. I did some research today on how to walk properly barefoot--focus on the glutes and pushing forward, moving the foot behind you; don't worry about the foot going in front, that will take care of itself and land like it's supposed to; just let go. Seemed to work. I feel like I should be walking more, and perhaps take a break from running and just train myself proper walking form, let my heel heal.
Didn't get much sleep last night. Got my last of youtube watching in right up until midnight before saying goodbye, and then found myself awake around 6. Haven't been exercising really; allergies acting up pretty bad, nose the stuffiest it's been in years, being stuffy for seven days; today the stuffiness is finally easing off some, thankfully.
This is one choppy-ass entry, but I got it in. Maybe my brain is finally going kaput. Maybe it's been too long since I've exercised it like this.
Today was another work meeting; went well, Olympic-themed; I got there right when it started, skipping the breakfast portion, which I find awkward anyway. I've probably taken the place where I work for granted. They really are good people, even if they aren't perfect. Since my work review, I've been wanting to get back to full time hours (32): more income, 23 paid days off, both of which would encourage me to take more days off. Ultimately I would work more hours, but that would hopefully be more than offset by the blocks of time I would take off. Recharge. I would use $4K of the additional income to max out our life insurance policies and use the rest for vacations and work around the house, and who knows what else.
Just went for a walk in my barefoot shoes, then for the last bit in no shoes. Nice, cool cement. I did some research today on how to walk properly barefoot--focus on the glutes and pushing forward, moving the foot behind you; don't worry about the foot going in front, that will take care of itself and land like it's supposed to; just let go. Seemed to work. I feel like I should be walking more, and perhaps take a break from running and just train myself proper walking form, let my heel heal.
Didn't get much sleep last night. Got my last of youtube watching in right up until midnight before saying goodbye, and then found myself awake around 6. Haven't been exercising really; allergies acting up pretty bad, nose the stuffiest it's been in years, being stuffy for seven days; today the stuffiness is finally easing off some, thankfully.
This is one choppy-ass entry, but I got it in. Maybe my brain is finally going kaput. Maybe it's been too long since I've exercised it like this.