I never did get to work out last night - Mike called me about 8 pm and we were finalizing plans for this evening (today is his birthday) and talking about our respective days. An hour later, I still hadn't eaten dinner or worked out. I tossed my dinner in the microwave, and finally sat down to eat about 9 pm.

Then my best friend, Anne, called me and I could tell she was upset. She asked if she could come upstairs to visit. Of course! She arrived, and started venting about her life and how she doesn't know what she wants to do, let alone how to go about getting it. I understand where she's coming from since I was in the same position a few years ago. I listened while she talked and cried, and I tried to offer as little advice as possible. From my experience, while I was desperate for someone to tell me the answers, I also know that it didn't matter WHAT someone told me, it didn't FEEL like the answer to me! So I know that she needs to find the answer in herself, and I will be there to listen and support her in whatever she does.

Sometimes it is difficult not to tell someone what they 'should' do, though!

By the time she left it was after 10, and I was wiped out, so I knew the workout was not going to happen. I tried to get to bed ASAP, but it was still 11:15 by the time I made lunch for today, got my clothes out and ready, and prepared some other stuff for today. Blah.

And my alarm rang far too early today! I'm feeling dragged out. I've GOT to get back to the gym! I've been doing yoga nearly every day (20-40 minutes a day), but it just isn't enough. It helps my back feel much better, but I really do calm down and feel better when I spend a bunch of time on the elliptical machine several times a week.

Off to buy a tiny birthday cake for Mike and to make dinner. Busy evening ahead!