Hey, why does the gym have to be such stinkin' hard work? Don't get me wrong, when I do failure sets on the pull-up machine thingy, it feels pretty damn good. But man, I am just too exhausted by the time I have walked home (carrying my gym bag and the laptop and a bag of groceries) to pull my sports bra up over my head. I'm going to invent some sort of alternative. I envision that it will have cups which somehow fasten over your shoulders and then sorta down around your hips or something. Wait, have I just created the Borat bathing suit? Ew. Never mind. I better go back to the couch before I actually hurt myself.
Oh ya, there's one other thing. There's this new guy at work who is totally friendly and cute and personable and well-dressed and comes to visit me every day (okay he doesn't have to go far because he's in the office across the aisle). However, I totally have a crush on him. Yes, I realize this means he is probably a gigantic jerk but whatever. I can still have a crush, right? Right. So check out this email that douchebag sent me today, subject was "FYI"...
I went to lunch with L, V, and that new guy from your floor. So we were all talking and he said something about how he loves seeing you in the morning because you are so ‘gorgeous’ or some crap like that. I was totally about to pop him one for saying it. What a jerk eh?! I can’t believe he’d say that. LOL..
Okay – I am kind of jealous – but felt like telling you anyway.
PS. All of that [confidential work stuff] crap flared up and went down. And who said ‘it was nothing’ about a month ago? You did – and then I did..and now I get to look like a mr. schmarty pants. Thanks.
Two things which totally crack me up: First, I can't believe he's sucking up to me now. And two, how crazy that he's calling this new guy a jerk?
You know what I think is cute though? The new guy came to see me after lunch and told me that some people were talking about me, specifically my fabulous taste in shoes. Le sigh... Now, everyone knows that I have great shoes but few people know that the way to this woman's heart is through her shoes. Major brownie points for new guy. I look forward to an exciting (short-term) future of harmless office flirtation.
Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gym. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Couch to 5K - Item 3 on the Shawshank List
I went to the gym today. It's on my bucket list (which is actually more of a Shawshank list) and I decided I needed some motivation so I Googled Couch to 5K and found Carli's website with some running playlists. I downloaded Week 1 and it is really great. It helped me get to the gym, kept me on the treadmill and I was actually disappointed when it was over! I am not exactly new to running but I have neglected the gym for the past two months. I just figured that, if I had enough energy to work out, I should be working on my thesis instead, right? Anyway, it felt good to go back to the gym and the workout was pretty straightforward. I won't say it was easy but it wasn't too challenging and I'm looking forward to going to the gym for the rest of this week.
This is not entirely an altruistic goal. I'm going to Mexico for a week next Sunday and the thought of standing next to 20-something-year old bikini clad bodies is excruciatingly intimidating. Now that I find myself in my 30s, I definitely have better self-esteem and that translates into better body image. I have some problem areas which I never had in my 20s but gravity and stress and age have taken their toll. So I'm working on the abs, the shoulders and triceps and overall cardio this week.
The hard part will be to eat better. I went out for Indian in Yorkville last night and ended up painfully full. I walked home but was still uncomfortable after the chilly evening half-hour walk. Then, this afternoon, I had high tea (again in Yorkville, my credit cards are weeping) and walked home again. I no longer stuff myself at tea because of my egg allergy but I did inhale a lot of cream and scones. God, so yummy. It was a party in my mouth this weekend. (Friday night was bubbles and fondue with the grad students followed by a tiny bit of bar hopping in Little Italy).
The final part of the plan is to run a 5K in November at the end of the 9 week program. Ontario is going to be mighty chilly at that time of year so maybe I should look for a run in Vancouver. Or the Caribbean somewhere :) I haven't fully thought that through yet but I will have a lot more free brain power now that the thesis is done.
Here is the rest of my Shawshank list:
1. Read the paper
2. Make dim sum
3. Go to the gym -- check!
4. Go to the library
5. Go to my favourite restaurant in Little Italy
6. Clean apartment -- check!
7. Purge stuff in "office"
8. Sell microwave
9. Sell U2 tickets
10. Go to the movies (at least two)
11. Start watching Entourage
12. Lie on the grass - it's getting too cold for this :(
13. Look into fall classes (culinary, photography, Italian)
14. Watch documentaries and nap
15. Take new drug plan info to pharmacy (yes, boring but it needs to be done)
This is not entirely an altruistic goal. I'm going to Mexico for a week next Sunday and the thought of standing next to 20-something-year old bikini clad bodies is excruciatingly intimidating. Now that I find myself in my 30s, I definitely have better self-esteem and that translates into better body image. I have some problem areas which I never had in my 20s but gravity and stress and age have taken their toll. So I'm working on the abs, the shoulders and triceps and overall cardio this week.
The hard part will be to eat better. I went out for Indian in Yorkville last night and ended up painfully full. I walked home but was still uncomfortable after the chilly evening half-hour walk. Then, this afternoon, I had high tea (again in Yorkville, my credit cards are weeping) and walked home again. I no longer stuff myself at tea because of my egg allergy but I did inhale a lot of cream and scones. God, so yummy. It was a party in my mouth this weekend. (Friday night was bubbles and fondue with the grad students followed by a tiny bit of bar hopping in Little Italy).
The final part of the plan is to run a 5K in November at the end of the 9 week program. Ontario is going to be mighty chilly at that time of year so maybe I should look for a run in Vancouver. Or the Caribbean somewhere :) I haven't fully thought that through yet but I will have a lot more free brain power now that the thesis is done.
Here is the rest of my Shawshank list:
1. Read the paper
2. Make dim sum
3. Go to the gym -- check!
4. Go to the library
5. Go to my favourite restaurant in Little Italy
6. Clean apartment -- check!
7. Purge stuff in "office"
8. Sell microwave
9. Sell U2 tickets
10. Go to the movies (at least two)
11. Start watching Entourage
12. Lie on the grass - it's getting too cold for this :(
13. Look into fall classes (culinary, photography, Italian)
14. Watch documentaries and nap
15. Take new drug plan info to pharmacy (yes, boring but it needs to be done)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Lessons learned
I learned some valuable lessons at the gym today:
1. Do not take a double class without a water bottle.
2. Do not take a double class at a gym with multiple floors and no elevator.
3. Do not take a double class without Advil.
4. Do not take a double class which ends with meditation in a freezing cold room.
5. Do not take a double class and then follow it up with a 20 minute walk home in heels.
6. I need a man to help me get undressed after I get home from a double class. It's exhausting getting out of my Lululemon tank top and Nike sports bra. I had to do it in stages.
First, Lulu over the boobage (it's not large but there is a considerable amount there). Break. Then Lulu top over one shoulder blade. Stash it under the armpit and take a deep breath. Lulu top over other should blade. 5 minute break. Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, exhale and YANK! 10 minute break. Repeat with sports bra. Sheesh.
On a totally unrelated note, while I was at the gym for two hours this evening, my friend in the pink dress called me 4 times. 4!!! Then she texted asking if I was okay because she hadn't heard from me since last night at around 10 pm. Okay, fine, she's worried (because, unlike her, I always return calls within a couple of hours). BUT this is the girl that told me I shouldn't have asked C le V to call me last weekend. She said I should have just rolled with it and waited for him to call. Eventually. I asked her how long I should have waited, considering he had been distant for a couple of weeks and clearly something had changed. She didn't have an answer but said that she doesn't like it when someone expects her to call at a certain time. It's too much pressure.
Okay fine. I get that. But she's not sleeping with me. And I didn't ask him to call at a certain time. Just at some point over his not busy weekend at home doing laundry and jerking off.
But really the point is this.
A: I shouldn't have to ask him (or any guy who wants to stay in my pants) to call me. Any guy that's interested (enough) is going to want to talk to me. He did and we used to talk for ages about everything. Something changed.
B: When I ask him to phone me, he should just man up and do it. I mean, is that really too much to ask? That's a serious question. The other option is to stop sleeping with me. Clearly he was more interested in the second option.
Moving right along... do you know how frustrating it is when your vibrator dies in the bubble bath? Okay fine, I was in there for a while but still...
1. Do not take a double class without a water bottle.
2. Do not take a double class at a gym with multiple floors and no elevator.
3. Do not take a double class without Advil.
4. Do not take a double class which ends with meditation in a freezing cold room.
5. Do not take a double class and then follow it up with a 20 minute walk home in heels.
6. I need a man to help me get undressed after I get home from a double class. It's exhausting getting out of my Lululemon tank top and Nike sports bra. I had to do it in stages.
First, Lulu over the boobage (it's not large but there is a considerable amount there). Break. Then Lulu top over one shoulder blade. Stash it under the armpit and take a deep breath. Lulu top over other should blade. 5 minute break. Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, exhale and YANK! 10 minute break. Repeat with sports bra. Sheesh.
On a totally unrelated note, while I was at the gym for two hours this evening, my friend in the pink dress called me 4 times. 4!!! Then she texted asking if I was okay because she hadn't heard from me since last night at around 10 pm. Okay, fine, she's worried (because, unlike her, I always return calls within a couple of hours). BUT this is the girl that told me I shouldn't have asked C le V to call me last weekend. She said I should have just rolled with it and waited for him to call. Eventually. I asked her how long I should have waited, considering he had been distant for a couple of weeks and clearly something had changed. She didn't have an answer but said that she doesn't like it when someone expects her to call at a certain time. It's too much pressure.
Okay fine. I get that. But she's not sleeping with me. And I didn't ask him to call at a certain time. Just at some point over his not busy weekend at home doing laundry and jerking off.
But really the point is this.
A: I shouldn't have to ask him (or any guy who wants to stay in my pants) to call me. Any guy that's interested (enough) is going to want to talk to me. He did and we used to talk for ages about everything. Something changed.
B: When I ask him to phone me, he should just man up and do it. I mean, is that really too much to ask? That's a serious question. The other option is to stop sleeping with me. Clearly he was more interested in the second option.
Moving right along... do you know how frustrating it is when your vibrator dies in the bubble bath? Okay fine, I was in there for a while but still...
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