4 days in. 30 days x 4 started. Rolled right ankle!

RUN 4+  miles WALK with a few jogs - 2.88 miles in 45 mins

I've finished 4 days of no FB and no RC. 

While jogging down to the mailbox to mail Jess' long over due letter (reached zero to-do btw) I somehow stumbled over my right foot and rolled my ankle, hard. Now 2.5 hours later, at work, it burns, still swelling, not yet bruised. I continued my walk, changed goal to 45 mins, included dog walk, managed the anxiety somehow. My stomach turning and heart racing. I have a long day ahead, meeting after meeting and suddenly the walk to Vantage is stress. 

This weekend was more stress too, as I perceptibly and obviously and undoubtedly gained weight. I can feel it especially in my thighs. Just looking at them sitting in the car, wearing shorts, the daily 75 Hard photo - all day, all the time, everywhere, doing anything. It's a smothering feeling, always on the brain, a panicky mindset, I want to do something anything something, but what can be acutely done? 

Oh, funny you ask. What did I do? Managed my stress in Moria, with de-loo-loo and ignorance and Queen of D thinking. 

So I plan and I think and I set goals and write shit and map things out - but that's the Planning phase and not the Action phase. The motivation is a waning thing, by getting home I'm mentally wiped and I have All The Excuses as to why. 

Based on the current audiobook - awful but whatever - ID your 3 main goals, figure out the behaviors and habits and (forget) that need to stop or start. Write Them Down. 

1. Weight
    I'm ignoring the reality of what I'm doing -->Log It ALL, ahead of time
    I'm distracted and mindless --> Turn off the damned phone
    I'm not following my plan --> Prepack to make it easy, and stick to it

2. Productivity, especially at work
    I'm wasting time on the internet/phone junk --> No MSN, Reddit, or NYT at work
    I have a list of things to do, but no Goal --> Set the daily goal, like the WTD
    I go week after week, where's the progress --> Set a weekly goal too

3. Moria
    I come home to Moria, first and foremost --> Walk the dog, do chores, all pre listed
    I'm eating at the c-top, random --> put it on a plate, photo-worthy, sit at the table
    I'm mindless and rushed and wasting at all points --> Wait, sit, focus

I've said all this before!

But my scrubs don't fit AT ALL yesterday. AT ALL. Like, not snug but past snug and can't pull up all the way. So. I'm breaking up the next 180 days until my 50th birthday into segments. 

Today - May 27 is the 1st 30 days. By then, the scrubs need to fit. This is ridiculous.

I have my ankle up during the meeting. Ice pack on it. Gawd, it hurts. 

WHY because scrubs and PCP initial appointment.