Today is a day of “let’s just not” decisions.

I should have these days more often because the decisions are almost always good ones. I just rarely have the courage to take action on the original impulses. Once in a while, though, I do, and then fueled by the high of the first “let’s just not” decision, I repeat the whole thing a few times.

So, what were my “let’s just not” decisions?

Let’s just not work at 8:00am.

I’m not a morning person and I never have been. My natural circadian rhythm makes me want to wake up much later. In order to get up at 6:00am for work I have to go to sleep at 10:00pm and I just can’t do that.

Right now I take copious amounts of melatonin, wear a sleep mask, use a fan for white noise, banned caffeine after 11:00am, and have done everything else I can think of to make myself fall asleep earlier. I can’t. My body just doesn’t want to. It occurred to me last night that maybe I should just trust my natural rhythm rather than fight it.

As of Monday I’m switching schedules with another communications team member and I’ll be starting work at 9:30am instead.

Let’s just not talk like a pirate.

I know, I know, all the cool kids celebrate Talk Like A Pirate Day but I’d prefer to keep my grammar in tact. Call me a snob, no really… go ahead… and throw in high maintenance while you’re at it, but I don’t really think that people over the age of twelve ought to be participating. I’ll celebrate by drinking extra rum instead.

Let’s just not run.

This isn’t a permanent decision. It’s just that for now, I really don’t want to and I’m digging strength training so why not? I’m too tired for now and not feeling particularly disciplines so I should indulge the bratty little child in me and exercise how I want to.

On Wednesday I had really wanted to do strength training… and not because of that… but I was trying to make myself fulfill my goal of running twice this week instead. I fought with myself long enough, trying to get myself to go run, that I was so not feeling it enough that I vegged instead. It was a bad choice that would have been prevented if I had just let myself do the workout I wanted. Did I learn nothing from my genius?

Let’s just not eat pizza.

Usually on Fridays I like to celebrate F*ck It Friday with pizza for lunch. There are a few problems with this, though. Firstly, I have more trouble staying on track on weekends. Between not remembering to eat and then wanting to eat all of the sugar in my household when the inevitable hunger pains kick in, it just turns into a bad weight loss situation… a bad health situation actually.

Today I just decided “let’s just not.” It might not make my weekend any healthier, but at least today will be a little healthier. Besides, if I want pizza, the work cafeteria pizza is so not the best I can do. How about something that’s actually delicious? I think so.

So, today I’m rocking some healthy (read: not breaded and made from scratch) Chicken Parmesan with a side of cauliflower. Instead of the pizza, I decided to schmancy up my tea today with Vanilla creamer instead of half and half. Don’t worry, it’s not the kind filled with fake shit that will slowly kill you dead. Darigold makes creamers that are made with natural ingredients. Fit to Indulge tipped me off to this. It has a wee bit more sugar than regular half and half but for a once in a while thing, it’s fine by me.

So, is there anything that’s making you say “Let’s just not?”

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