Today was supposed to be a day of rest. Unfortunately I made the mistake of turning on the news first thing this morning. Not to actually watch the news, but to check out the weather to see if today was going to be a good day to be outside. Since they are supposed to give the weather on the 5’s, I tuned in at 8:04 expecting to hear “go” or “no go” for outside relaxation. Instead what I heard were four minutes of the most depressing news ever – deadly accidents, people getting shot and elderly people being beat. So instead of spending the day relaxing, I went to work instead.
After spending three hours in my quiet office I still couldn’t shake that depression feeling, so even though today was supposed to be a day of rest, I actually went for a run instead. Not a long run, but instead of my usual Jeff Galloway run/walk, I ran for the first mile straight followed by a run/walk for another three quarters of a mile. The exertion was just what I needed to remember that the world may not be a happy place, but my own little bubble can be as happy as I choose to make it and today I choose to be happy.
I set a relatively low total miles target for the year. I just knew that even I could hit a low target of 500 miles for the year. In fact, that’s less than ten miles per week. Factor in a couple of 5K’s and 10K’s…not to mention the fact that there was also a half-marathon thrown in there, I should have been well on my way. What happened?
So what’s the problem? I think it’s my motivation, or something. In fact, I can’t think of a single week when I actually hit ten miles( OK, except for the half-marathon race). Today is Monday and I only got in 1.25 miles. There was a bit of motivation to actually get out there though. I went clothes shopping this weekend and couldn’t find a thing that looked good on me…which lead to me stress eating…which probably lead to the extra two pounds I gained this week (definitely not headed in the right direction). All I know is that whatever my motivation is going to be – hitting my 500 mile target, losing weight or being able to find clothes I wear, they are all targets. All I know is I better get it in gear.
To give you a little background, I’m a Human Resources Manager. Human Resources involves the most challenging component of work ever, humans. Sometimes it’s a good day, some days there are days like today. The conversation went something like this… (The names and dates have been changed to protect the innocent and the illogical.)
Supervisor (who has been with the company MANY years): Do I need to write a performance evaluation for Terry Tiger before she leaves on her last day?
Me (thinking mmm, no good can come of this conversation.) I’m not sure when her last day is, but her evaluation date is August 11th. If her last day with the company is before her evaluation due date, then no you don’t. (Me, now thinking this is the end of the conversation).
Supervisor: Her last day is April 15th. Do I need to write one?
Mind you, this conversation is via email so if you forgot what I said, feel free to go back and look at the answer, unfortunately that only seems like common sense in my world. The kicker was that I had this same conversation with two long term managers today!
Needless to say, that today was filled with such insane conversations. It’s just one of those days that had me tilting my head saying, “really”. Unfortunately, we can’t always say exactly what’s on our minds (sometimes the response in my head is quite…colorful. I needed an outlet and had the perfect solution. Today was Tuesday, so what better way to burn off some of the confusion and stress than taking it to the streets? OK, it wasn’t quite the streets, it was more like the treadmill, but hey for today, a run was cleansing activity. It was a great way to shake it off…and shake it off I did. The sun will come out tomorrow (actually it’s supposed to rain tomorrow, but I’m still floating on that runner’s high.) It was a great two mile Tuesday.