Work has been more hectic in the last two weeks than I’ve ever experienced in the entirety of my professional career. I’m not exaggerating. It’s nuts.
On the other hand, the view is spectacular. As hard as it’s been, I love it.
When work starts taking an inordinate amount of time from the schedule, fitness naturally takes it in the kiester. Unless you’re me. My job, especially in a building like we are in now, consists of walking and climbing stairs, literally all day.
By the time I pull into the driveway after my 6am to 3pm shift, and my hour commute home, all I want to do is melt into the couch. I don’t, though. Come 5pm, I put on my cycling shorts and a tee shirt and hit the turbo trainer for my prerequisite 45 minutes.
I’ve dropped something like five pounds in the last two weeks. I’ve already dropped my Christmas weight and if things keep up, I should be at my summer weight before spring.
More later. It’s off to work (4:15 am).