My big plan was to work out right after work today. I slept pretty terrible last night and instead wandered the halls like a ghost searching aimlessly for the other side.
I toyed with going first thing this morning and the air suited my mood. It was cloudy and frosty and the perfect kind of morning but I figured my unrest would contribute to a rough run. So I would wait until after work. The weather was supposed to continue and it would be good.
Then this happened.
I was underneath that.
I am totally fine. I was able to back out pretty quick as it was falling so my leg is bruised and after the adrenaline that had me shaking for about twenty minutes passed I realized I think it hit my head and my back hurts. As the day progressed my back hurt a little more but none of it was ~whoa you should SO go be checked out~. It was more…this is going to be a little achy later.
I’m definitely watching it and if it gets worse I’ll go in (That was for my mom).
They were VERY nice at work. Beyond nice. Asked me 427 times if I was okay. Insisted I get checked out. Checked on me multiple times a day. Really great.
The cabinet was ridiculously overfilled and apparently it wasn’t anchored into the wall.
PSA for the day. Use anchors.
Also, I got a papercut.
Roll your eyes if you must but that sucker HURT.
They pulled out the whole office hutch contraption and replaced it with a floor file cabinet (gotta love churches. Someone is always donating furniture. We have rooms full of options downstairs. Anyone need a piano? We have three extra…). I got to organize the whole top drawer of that! It was pretty divine.
It took me two hours to clean up the mess and most of it I wasn’t cleaning, I was shoving stuff in a different drawer or a box until today. Some of it I did manage to organize and that was the best hour of my day.
Since I was thisclose to running this morning I’m hoping to get it done tomorrow morning. Sean said, “in the snow?”
He’s just a little ray of sunshine now isn’t he? Way to rain on my parade.
This past weekend Sean did a Goruck event. This was twelve hard hours overnight (it started at 9pm!) and 15 intense miles that include hiking in the dark with headlamps. Only he lost his headlamp so he used the light of the moon and stood between other people and their headlamps. He did an amazing job and I’m ridiculously proud of him. He was keeping me posted through the night with an occasional text to let me know he was okay and I will admit I was so grateful for each one. This is a crazy event. He came home that night exhausted and spent. The next morning he got up and went back to spend the day bike riding. The guy is a machine.
So we’ll just take yesterday’s #myworkoutis and we’ll swap it over to today.