Back at work. Did the toast and butter spray to eat in the car on the way to work. I have been waking up with a bit of a headache – not sure if it’s not enough sleep, stress, or lack of caffeine – maybe a combo of all? I had a dream where I was wearing a tank top under a shirt but I was so big that I couldn’t get the tank top off by myself. The more typical body-stress dream is usually in some sort of school setting (a frequent sign that I’m stressed about something!), and I’m trying to climb up to a top floor or bunk bed or something that requires agility and upper body strength, and I’m continually frustrated because I can’t pull myself up.
Dr. R. has set me a goal of 5000 steps a day. So, I got up just now and walked around the entire floor of my building. It’s 600 steps! If I can do that 5 times a day, that will be a big dent in my step count. And it took maybe 7-8 minutes (okay, no one said I had to be fast!)
I got gas on the way home tonight and realized (after the fact) that I had just missed a chance to get in some additional steps - while I was waiting for the gas to finish I should have walked around the car a few times rather than just stand in the cold. Next time.
I went out to dinner again tonight with a friend in from out of town. We were going to go for tapas, and I was prepared to deliberately splurge on a few of my favorite small plates (but skip the sangria). But we ended up going for seafood, and I think I made pretty good choices, eating a spinach salad (yes, with dressing, though), then only one small roll with a little bit of butter, and some trout crusted with almonds. It did come with a scoop of mashed potatoes though, and yes, I succumbed.
Dr. R. said not to eat within three hours of bedtime. This is hard! I don't want to eat much, but I am a bit hungry (5 on the 1-10 scale), and I did have some tea, but that didn't really do it for me tonight.