Confessions of a Workaholic

Howdy, y'all!

So many new things, so little space... Here's what's been happening on my neck of the woods.

For one, I have internet again! Also, I have been working out, but at a slower pace. I've spent all last week+ moving from my old office/work to my new office/work. This has required many trips to fetch my belongings and take them to their new home, and with such events comes exhaustion. Severe exhaustion, to be more precise. I've had to do yoga in order to deal with the lifting of more boxes, more files, and furniture... all up a flight of stairs. Thank goodness, it's over... for now.

This week has been an interesting one so far. I said my goodbyes to my [now former] colleagues, which ensued a new kind of personal hilarity: Hugging Good-Bye.

I'm not a hugger. I've never really been one, although my family is full of them. That gene must've skipped me. I don't enjoy hugging as much as others do because I feel awkward. When to hug? How to hug? For how long? It's just very confusing. However, since my close friends have teased me about it, I've been training myself to hug in preparation for my wedding and all the hugging that will involve.

A couple of weeks ago one of my close friends (the bro's) was visiting and I gave him an awkward half/side-ish hug when he went in to hug me goodbye. (Does it sound confusing? Imagine how it felt!) Everyone else hugged away like it's their business!

Then a few days later I had lunch with another one of my close friends and, after a margarita, I felt confident enough to hug goodbye. Now, that was an EPIC fail. She didn't expect it (specially from me), and it turned into this awkward movement forward, where she just stood there like a mannequin wondering if I was drunk. (In fact, she asked me if I was "ok")

Then this past Friday, as I said my farewells and cracked a few jokes to avoid making people cry (they were teary eyed),  one colleague started moving towards me, and I just stood there frozen. She gave me a heartfelt hug goodbye, and I sort of wailed my arms to embrace her too. Once she let go and I felt relief, another colleague followed suit. Many hugs later, I had no clue of how to walk away.

I had the whole weekend to recover from over-hugging and box-lifting, during which I made the decision to keep all my professional books in my home. For good. This muscle-pumping action is getting annoying.

Coming up are two very important things on my agenda: The initial Team in Training meeting this week, and the official beginning of [actual] training. I'm kind of scared but excited at the same time. The greatest part of all of this is that Joelle's recovery is up on the horizon, closer than we originally thought.

This is excellent news! It's one thing to be running in honor of a friend with cancer, but the uncertainty of her recovery saddens one up enough to lose energy. Now, running for a friend who is beating cancer as we "speak" is exciting, motivating, and a huge relief.

In the meantime, I'll continue with my healthy "diet", which is not really a diet, just a minor change to my eating habits (less candy, more... veggies. Ouch.) I've had to include more running-friendly foods (Like spinach. We all saw Popeye, right?) to pump up my energy levels and keep my body nourished enough to train appropriately. My last physical exam results showed that I was a bit low on potassium, so I have to keep an eye on that. Also, I got a thank you letter from Pantene for donating hair. How nice, right? :)

That's about it for now.
Until next time!
B.