In engineering, efficiency is a measure of how effective a process is; the concept is maximum output from minimum input. And sometimes when you’re an adult with all of this adulthood stuff to deal with, you really don’t have much more than the minimum input to give. There are days you can’t even find a half hour to spend on the treadmill. There are days you can’t find the energy to even think about the gym. I understand.
This is my journal, to track my concentrated efforts to get the healthiest bit out of every spare minute I have.
I’m a 30-year-old lady. I’m a chemical engineer with a full-time, 40hr/week, 10hr/day job who goes to grad school part-time. I’m a runner with asthma and bad ankles who has done 5Ks and a half marathon. I’m a moderate hypoglycemic with a chronic vitamin deficiency no matter how I eat (it’s due to blood chemistry) trying to improve her diet, who loves to cook but can get too exhausted to do so. I’m a strength-training chick who pits NROL4W and Bodyrock against a pinched nerve and tight muscles in my neck/shoulders. I’m a yoga practitioner who never finds time to practice. I’m trying to drop this belly and pick up some muscle while I keep racing. I also love beer.
As you can see, I’m known for doing too much.