Just a picture on the wall.

Finally free of illness and happy to be working out again :) Lifted tonight, which means I will be sore tomorrow. Zumba at the Y tomorrow at 5:30p--yes! Can't wait, it'll be nice after a long work week.

I've been feeling reflective and very thoughtful this week about my life, my future, my present...anyways, I was in the meeting and there were pictures of very old 1920s men on the wall. I couldn't help but wonder that maybe I'll just be another face on another wall. To prevent this from happening, I'm saving up money to name a building after myself. Genius.

In other news...the cruise is slow approaching. YES!

If I were you...

Sleep update: I'm doing okay. It'll never be perfect, but it's better than it was about a month ago. I try to go to bed around 11pm and get up around 7:30am.

I quit my half-marathon...maybe I shouldn't say the word "quit." I feel that I could not completely dedicate my time to training between Zumba and weightlifting. Honestly, I enjoy running a good 2 miles, maybe three but not 13...at least, not at this point in my life. Instead, I'll run the 5K with my friends by my side. The first couple of days of the decision I was disappointed in myself, but I've realized there is more to me than this decision and I'm happy that I've lifted the weight from my shoulders.

Zumba chewed me up and spit me out tonight. It was a good ending to a nice weekend :)

Off to watch Brothers & Sisters so I feel like I am a member of a big dysfunctional family...