The one with the hammy picture

So this is me today, rocking side planks for 30 seconds without a break.  I feel pretty badass about it.  And snapped a picture b/c I was pretty flipping proud.

Proud also that I didn't give up b/c yesterday was possibly one of the worst days in my career.  Can't get into it much here but I don't respond well with being told, "if you don't get your head out of your ass, you're gonna get fired".

Seriously.  Nothing like taking an icepack to work to ice your eyes b/c you've cried so hard, you look like Corky from Life Goes On.  That was me, this morning.

So what does one do when they get sucker punched, threatened and praised in one sentence and then shamed in the other? Well, I did what I could.  I went to Jazzercise yesterday for my active recovery.  And it kicked my ass b/c I didn't eat enough earlier in the day.  Fear has a way of killing an appetite.

Today, I regrouped, refocused, got a little pissed, got a lot of perspective and did better.

And nailed side planks.  And got some really great feedback about perspective.  Although I've been a person who has always exceeded at my job, and aimed for perfection, I also realized that my priorities have been out of whack for a while.  I love my job but it doesn't love me back.  So it's time to stop leaning on it for validation and meaning making.  I will keep on keepin' on because that's how I roll but I'm also not going to let work take the place of taking care of me anymore.

Clock in, clock out.  Taking care of me is full time, and my priority.  I am worth it.