My sister and I will often text or FB message each other with a simple "Wat Doin?" It comes from an old meme on teh interwebz, pictured below.
Wat doin? I halp.
No dog. You ... are not halping.
So that's usually a cue for one of us is looking to chat with the other, and catch up or whatnot.
Today, I needed to grab something for dinner, and of course Planet Fitness is next to the market. Geoff had gone shopping this morning but only bought stuff for a dinner he wanted to make that has a lot of pre-prep work.... and I knew I would not have time to do it today. So. We'll make that for tomorrow.
"Did you happen to, I don't know, buy anything other than just the stuff you needed for your recipe?"
Of course, he only bought what he needed for his recipe. I told him hey, we'll save that for tomorrow. I'll get something else.
I got to the gym and got a text from Linda that just said "Wat"
Of course.
Wat Doin?
I sent back this selfie of me at the gym, and said "I'll call ya after."It was good to catch up, we haven't had a chance to talk since before we left for Colorado. Lots to share. Great to chat. I called her while I was on line at the market. I swear. Lidl is great but they only ever have 2 registers open, 90 people in line, and I spend more time waiting to check out than I do picking up things.
Got home and got dinner going, Geoff and I talked about what would need pre-prepped for tomorrow for his recipe (there's tea that has to be brewed? what? um okay) and we got to eat dinner before 8pm.
At the gym, I did 25 min. on the treadmill and cut it there, because I wanted to get to the market, get the stuff, get home. I should have pushed it another 5.
So I felt somewhat back on my bullshit being there, doing the walking/jogging, at sea level. Yay.
After dinner, I did a bunch of helpdesk work. I had a 90 minute meeting/training thing with a client today and told her I'd just do the web layout stuff she needed, because to have her just do it would be torture. She's all set but I am going to set up another training with her soon. Maybe not this week.
Tomorrow is Jess' 33rd birthday. How the fuck. Honestly. How do I have a 33 yr old human. They are coming down Thursday and I cannot wait.
I also have to admit, my body is on Mountain Time. I'm super wide awake at the time of this writing (11:15pm) and I have to go to bed. Buuuuuut I'm not tired. And then, in the morning when the alarm goes off at 8am, I'm hitting snooze. Over and over. Like I don't got no job or some shit.
It takes me until 11 or so to feel human.
Your girl is a mountain time girl.
Alright. Digits. Below. Yay.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill yaaaassss. 25 min/1.42 miles; 10k+ steps by bedtime.
blood glucose:
9:15am: 137
4:30pm: 91
11pm: 124
food & meds:
9:30am: phentermine, jardiance
11am: large bowl of plain greek yogurt w/ 2 granola bars crushed up, and blueberries
12:30pm: Met+glip
6:30pm: small bowl of penne pasta w/meat sauce and 2 small pieces of garlic bread
8:45pm: met+glip
white wine with diet ginger ale
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