Now before anyone gets on my case, you gotta know something about me. I love the Olympics. It is questionable at times, just how deep this love goes. When the Olympics are going on, I become a different me. I have this deep, deep love of my country and have this uncontrollable passion of kicking the shit out of other countries. I yell at the TV, I cry during the opening and medal ceremony and cannot wait to hear the drama that unfolds. During these two weeks, my life revolves around all the sports and it’s all I want to do.

With this challenge, I have had a very, very hard time balancing my life, walking, blogging and watching the games. I’ll recap what I’ve been up to the past (gulp) 12 days since I’ve blogged. I’m ok with this slight break and I feel the overwhelming ability to force (yes, force) this challenge into my day until the games are done.

The last time I blogged was on 7/25–12 days ago. Mother f’en YIKES! So awful. Epic fail relating to this challenge.

7/26-I took the afternoon off and saw the movie Twisters (again)…for those keeping count, it was my 3rd time. I have no shame in this game. No shame at all in the Glen Powell game. It was an obsession and I own the fact that I have an obsessive personality. I have since calmed down a bit since seeing it a 3rd time. This is coming from a lady that saw Titanic in theaters 36 times. See? Obsessive personality. (Although, I do have my sister to help with the blame for that one). After the movie, it was opening ceremonies. Say what you want, and everyone is entitled to their opinion, but I loved them! Paris will always have a special place in my heart and seeing it again made me happy. I did not walk on this day.

7/27-It was so fucking hot and humid on this day, we went to our friends house and swam in their pool…after, of course, watching about 6 hours of the games. We had an enjoyable day with them and ended up being there until after midnight. Swimming doesn’t count as walking and I know that, but it was still something. And yes, it wasn’t really swimming. No walking on this day.

7/28-Still hot as hell outside, did some work around the house but I DID go for a 3 mile walk. I will say, it almost killed me. I had to stop and get a Gatorade at the halfway mark so I didn’t pass out from dehydration. It was that hot out. It took longer than normal, but hey, I didn’t die.

7/29-The hubbie and I had full intentions of walking together in the morning before work, but we were woken up by a knock on the door at 6:30AM by a bunch of workers. Yeah, turns out, we were getting our new roof today! Holy Hannah bear, was just thinking we were getting the dumpster delivered, but yeah, the roof went up. Oh, and also, was hot as hell out again. This was also the day that the work project from hell was thrown at me, so that started to occupy my time. And also, the games. PRIME TIME BABY! Simone Biles, yeah, da GOAT! I did not walk on this day.

7/30-8/1-Very much a cluster fuck of epic proportions relating to work needing to get done (worked until 8PM all 3 nights) and the Olympics. Then being exhausted and sleeping in until my 7:30AM calls started. I did, however, walk during a stolen lunch hour and did a 3 mile walk (brought my own Gatorade). I survived better with pacing myself in the humidity and was actually proud of myself for forcing the walk.

8/2-This day started out early with coffee with one of my favorites and then working. I didn’t fit in a walk during the day but I did get to have the games on in the background (thank you Peacock). The best part of this night was the demolition derby later on this night. Believe it or not, due to how far away we parked, I did get a 1.5mile walk to and from the fairgrounds. Something is better than nothing.

8/3 and 8/4-These days were spent doing house work, doing 6 hours of work work to be ready for this week and yes, the games. Seriously, did you see the 100M mens final?? We went out to eat one night and the next day we got to meet the brother in laws new lady friend. (Someone is up next so get ready, we want to meet her B!) Such a very productive weekend. I didn’t walk these days.

Recapping these days here has me feeling very happy. I know it sounds odd, that I’m saying this, despite not holding to my goal. But I can honestly say, I’m happy. I’m sure it has to do with the Olympics and the people I’ve seen, the work I’m completing…but in reality, I’m finding my peace. I’m at peace with a lot of things and honestly, it feels fucking amazing. I’m accomplishing quite a bit and I’m ok. I can’t remember the last time that I’ve felt this way and consistently this way.

Now let’s talk about this morning. I got up, I drank my coffee, I walked BEFORE WORK and the rain came. Since it’s been a hot minute since I’ve walked consistently, I only did 2 miles but had a pace of 18:32. Very solid. I then worked (games on in the background), went to the dentist, had a therapy appointment and made a kickass dinner.

“Our intentions create our reality“….