I’ll admit it — I haven’t worked a whole lot in December.
Don’t get me wrong: When I’m in the office, I’m making my hours count. I work my booty off, I’m productive and I truly enjoy what I do.
But with an abundance of vacation, personal and sick days left — and just two weeks with which to use them up — I’ve been taking advantage and giving myself a nice break.
When I woke up this morning, I had a sore throat and a stuffy nose.
So I told my boss I wouldn’t be coming in.
By 10 am, I was feeling increasingly better, and by noon I was pretty much fine.
I was constantly checking work emails and staying in touch with my fellow editors while feeling a bit guilty for not being in the office.
But I think my body has been appreciating the added rest, especially right now, in the midst of the stressful holiday season.
Since I was feeling mostly OK by mid-morning, I suited up — and I mean really suited up — to go for a run.
It was about 20 degrees out and very sunny. I wore my Nike running tights, a tank top, a long-sleeved shirt, my GapBodyFit jacket, a puffy vest (circa 1998 from the Gap, hehe) and my Nike hat.
I was warm within the first mile.
Today reaffirmed the fact that I really do enjoy winter running, so long as I’m dressed properly for it.
I ran 3.2 miles. I wanted to do more but the running path was closed! Bummer!
I did my regular ab routine and, when I saw that the running path came to an abrupt end, I used the railing to do 50 incline push-ups.
The rest of my afternoon at home was spent writing out holiday cards, eating Christmas cookies and watching a whole lot of “Beverly Hills, 90210,” “One Tree Hill” and “The OC.”
I ventured out again in the late afternoon to take a TRX class and BodyArt at the gym. There was a sub for both classes and I was pretty unimpressed. She was adorable, but she didn’t motivate me the way the regular teacher does.
I’d also like to note that my dinner tonight was epic.
I made my own little pizza: a piece of whole wheat flatbread, topped with marinara sauce, some fancy Italian cheeses I bought at the supermarket and the last of my pesto.
Oh. My. Yum.
It was fantastic.
Now it’s off to shower (yeah, haven’t done that yet…oops) and watch some “Seinfeld” with ABS. It’s his favorite show, and for the first year and a half of our relationship I’ve forced him to watch “Friends,” “30 Rock,” “The Office” and the occasional episode of “Glee” (he’s loved them all eventually…except “Glee,” still working on that one). Now, in between our “Mad Men” episodes on Netflix, I have graciously agreed to watch “Seinfeld” from the beginning with him.
(But until he begs me to come downstairs, I’ll be watching the Britney episode of “Glee” that’s currently on TV. Hehe.)
Oh! And I find out tomorrow (along with everyone else I know) if I got in through the lottery for the NYC 1/2 Marathon.
Cross your fingers for me, por favor!
TELL ME: Do you feel guilty when you call in sick to work?