OK. I’ve been neglecting Run, Nikki, Run, this I know.
But as I’m halfway through Week Three of living and working in New York, I feel like I’ve got some sort of schedule down. And after enjoying foraging for food on lunch down in the FiDi and discovering fabulous new places to dine with the fella, I’ve neglected my eat-well plans.
Until this week, when I made the conscious effort to ban what had quickly become a daily lunch staple: Chips. And, given that the fella and I are burger connoisseurs, I felt I needed to add fries to the banned item list.
What can I say, I’m taking a cue from my new mayor! He he.
After just these past three days, I notice a big difference; I feel better, and my clothes feel looser.
I’m still getting killed by all the subway steps, especially getting out of the Fulton Street station, but they’re not as bad as they were just a few weeks ago.
New York really is my gym. I mean, every morning for work, I’m walking four blocks to the subway and about eight to work twice a day Monday-Friday, plus more when the fella and I meet near his office for our weekly date night. And on the weekends, now that we’re finally done traveling to Pennsylvania for the next few weeks, we’ll be walking a lot with the boy and girl childs, and I can’t wait. I absolutely love having to walk everywhere.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m fixing to make some miso soup before taking another walk. Midweek work holidays are the best!