Crazy work week.

52.5 hours (boom 15 hours of OT!)

22,126 trays

273,322 items

Done with week one of the big library move.  We still have half a week to go, but even that is way ahead of schedule.  We’re too good at what we do is what my boss always says.  And after that first hectic, crazy day we’ve had it under control for the most part.  Feels really good to have this experience under my belt.  And we did it without the other supervisor position.  Which should be filled very soon.

Of course we survived off candy and more candy this past week.  Need to even out my diet for the 34 days until my half marathon.  Getting nervous.  Doubt my time will be all that good.  But that’s the nice thing about the first one of the season.  Winter doesn’t allow me out to run as much as this crazy March weather has.  I got a decent 5 mile run in at Wash Park yesterday.  There is something about that park that makes me want to go more than a lap around.  Could be the intense, super fit runners.  And the men.  Some really nice bearded men were running and that just makes my day better.  I need to go to Wash Park after work now.  Sloan’s Lake just doesn’t cut it.

Off to do massive chores.  I’ve neglected things for this entire week and it’s not pretty.  Need to use up my ripening bananas for some yummy banana bread muffins.  That should make the house smell awesome.

Sorry it’s been so long.  Life.

Bootcamp

I have officially signed up for bootcamp.  I may be taking on too much at the end of January with bootcamp and moving.  But I am really counting on this bootcamp to jumpstart my half marathon training.  And to hurdle this physical plateau I’ve found myself on for months now.

And yoga man?  Definitely being way more obvious and texting daily.  Going to meet up with him this weekend for coffee.  Oh boy.

Something new

So I’ve decided.  I’m moving in with the “brother.”  The one person who has kept me sane in Denver.  The one person who does the healthy activities with me (incline, hiking, Tattered Cover events).  I will have my first male roommate.  But also have a roommate who is there Thursday night to Monday morning.  Giving me reign of the house for the rest of the week.

I’ve realized my schedule of regular working hours doesn’t mix well with the hours of three other students. I want to be in bed by 10 pm and up at either 5 or 6 am.  And for me to sleep it needs to be quiet.  I was told I’m a professional woman now and can afford not to live with students any more.  And as much as I didn’t like my schedule interrupted, I’m sure they didn’t appreciate my after work activities interrupting their studying/work time.  This seems like the right move.

The house is in the Highlands.  One mile from the Corepower Yoga studio there.  How lucky can I be?  And the neighborhood is pretty nice, though I will have to do some exploring.  I will be training for the 6th half marathon and already have found the large-ish park that I can log some miles at.  I feel good about this next step.  It’s only for a bit as I feel the “brother” will be leaving Denver soon (gf in another city).  But to spend that remaining time with him as much as possible is important to me.  He’s the one thing that has kept my sanity in all the ups and downs of Denver.  He’s been there.  It will be nice to have him come home on occasional weekends and to be sure to see him.  Plus he’s an awesome cook.  I can just imagine the grilled meat I get to eat.

So now the next step is to inform the current roomies.  I shouldn’t feel bad for this step, but I know they will have to start searching for a new person.  And I would like to remain on good terms with them.  But I have to grow.  I need my space where I don’t feel the need to hide in my room to not disturb them, or end up pissed at 2 in the morning when they come stumbling home.  Just another step in my life in Denver.

Should start packing now…

And so it goes

That I make a plan to do two yoga classes a day in the winter (except for yoga sculpt days, I’m not that crazy) and I wreck my back.  Did hot yoga yesterday and was okay except for the final spinal twist.  But ever since it’s been killing me just at home doing routine things.  So no yoga sculpt today, which is my favorite one of the week.  I can’t really tell you when or how I did it, but I’m thinking it was the second yoga class on Friday when we did a couple headstands.  Dang it.  Guess I’ll take today off, but it’s going to be hard to not go to a class on Monday…