I don’t have to go to work tomorrow… Psych! It really is great to not have to think about Monday morning on a Sunday morning.
I can just take care of things I normally can’t — the repair jobs that take more than a day to complete.
The little chores and tasks that add up over the week, and I need to get out of the way.
More sleep. More rest. Naps.
Exercise! The clock isn’t ticking with me, and I can take extra time to exercise, change things up, get a little more creative with my morning workouts. The one thing I miss on days off, is that I can’t swim at the pool, but that will come on Tuesday.
I’ve been exercising in the mornings, every single morning, and then swimming on most days. And I’ve lost about 5 pounds in the past 6 weeks. That’s a safe pace, and it won’t screw up my metabolism and make me worse off than I am now.
Best of all, I can set my own pace – go as fast or as slow as I like. And stop whenever I like. Watch good movies. Or just sit at the back door and watch the birds at the bird feeder.
It’s all good.
And I don’t have to sweat the work thing for another 18 hours.