Springing Forward

This is one of my favorite Daylight Saving Time jokes…

I actually transitioned really well on Saturday night. That probably had a lot to do with the allergy meds I took at 8:30pm. I slept like a rock for like 10 hours. Last night was a different story. I don’t know what was going on, but I could not stay asleep.

 I need to check the sensitivity on my Fitbit, because I was awake during those “restless” times. Needless to say, I’m dragging a bit today. And it doesn’t even have anything to do with the time change!  Oh well.

I’m still doing well with my early morning workouts (as you can see because of the time stamp on the screenshot). My workout partner gave up around Thanksgiving, but at that point I had made it such a habit it didn't matter I was by myself. 

Lately, I have been using that alone time to listen to podcasts. I have become obsessed with listening to sermons from Elevation church. Their senior pastor, Steven Furtick, just has such a way of getting the message across. I love it. Plus, I've discovered it really helps me put my focus in the right place at the beginning of the day. Win win win. 

Speaking of winning, I'm finally starting to see a difference in the mirror. I also finally changed my eating habits, so that helped quite a bit. You can't out-exercise a bad diet, right? I realized that it's an actual possibility for me to be at goal before next Valentine's Day. Somehow I had it stuck in my head I had close to 100 pounds to lose. I don't know where that came from, but it is not even close to the truth. Slight case of body dysmorphia going on in my head there! I need to work on that. 

Fits of Sleep

Mr. Wonderful got me a new Fitbit for Christmas! I kind of figured he had, but I wasn't sure until I opened it. Anyway, last year he got me a Fitbit Zip, but this year he upgraded me to a Force... I'll try not to run it over with my car. I'm super excited about it and have been trying to get all of my steps in each day. But additionally, this Fitbit tracks my sleep! I think that's what I was most excited about. I haven't been sleeping well since... I don't know when, but it started getting really bad in November. I wanted to see if I noticed any patterns in my sleep cycle that I could address. Really I thought maybe a neighbor was leaving early for work or something. This is my reading from the past week.

I forgot to log Sunday... oops. 

No real pattern that I can see yet. Friday night looks odd because I set the sleep mode, then turned it off to go do something. I don't remember resetting it around midnight though, so I don't know what happened there And apparently I slept like crap last night. Less than 5 hours total sleep? No wonder I feel exhausted most of the time. I'm going to keep tracking my sleep for a while and see what I can come up with. I may have to look into cutting back on my caffeine in the afternoons or something. It's never bothered me before, but something's gotta give here! Speaking of sleep, I guess I should head that way. Rest well!

The final straw

Words cannot describe how upset I was just a mere hour ago. I couldn't find my fitbit. I knew I had it on earlier when I was running errands with mom, but I couldn't find it in my pocket when we were at church. I figured I accidentally left it in the jeans I was wearing earlier since I changed pants before we left. Nope, not there when I got home. Not in my chair, my purse, my computer bag. Not in my car, the key basket, or on my bed. I tore my room apart looking for it. Then I decided to go look in the car one more time.... and I found it. 

A moment of silence, please...

It must have fallen out of my pocket when we left for church and I backed over it. I barely made it into my bedroom before I started sobbing uncontrollably. See, I had already convinced myself Greg was going to be mad at me for losing it. Which, if you know G, you also know how ridiculous that is. He doesn't get mad at me. Frustrated? Yes. Annoyed? Of course! But mad? No. But I had already convinced myself that he was going to be MAD at me. Yelling and all kinds of bad things. So when I found it so completely busted, I just lost it. 

In the midst of my hysterics, I started questioning what was actually going on. Yes, I was upset over breaking my beloved fitbit, but it's just a toy, really. And I knew G wasn't actually going to be mad at me. It was an honest accident. So I prayed that God would help me calm down and figure out what was really going on. 

When I could breathe again, I finally realized that this was just the final straw in a long line of things that have been breaking my heart lately. None of them to do with Greg, Amy, or any other loved one. But still, my heart has been slowly cracking for the past 3 months and today was the day it finally fell apart. So I'm praying for God to help me find the road to putting things back together. 

There are some changes coming. I think for the better, and mostly I'm excited, but I think life is about to be different... hopefully soon. 

***As I logged on to my laptop to post this, I discovered that while the display is broken, my fitbit is still tracking my steps and syncing to the computer. That means I can still use it, I won't know how many steps I've taken til the end of the day. Whew! A bright spot!