-For the past few weeks I have made a very conscious and diligent effort to avoid refined sugar due to extreme fear that I have or will soon have the 'betes (Diabetes). This is SO hard for me-- I am addicted to the sweet stuff. While I've failed more than I care to admit, I have done better than I thought I would, and I notice that I feel better too. Less mood swings and stuff. I'm still tired all the time, but that's to be expected when my sleep schedule is so effed up. I have less cravings than I used to, but they're not gone.. and MAN are they powerful! Another reason that I should never be preggers-- I can't handle cravings! I have also discovered avocados and their deliciousness. They make everything better-- boca burgers, salad, etc. I wish there was a way to buy a lot of them without them ALL getting ripe at the same time.
-Confession: I have become a regular (gulp) ... elliptical-er. As I've said for the past several months, running is not working out super awesomely. I figured I needed some cardio and if that meant stepping on the fairy machine, so be it. I'm hoping to build some feeble base of fitness that will grant me success in actual running. We'll see.
-A coworker and I went to a spinning class downtown last week. The instructor was a maniac. When he walked in with veins bulging from his huge muscles, tan leathery skin, and sipping on his MONSTER, I knew we were in trouble. It was the first spinning class my friend ever went to and I think she'll never go back. He started off with a pace of like 250rpms, flashed us some crazy eyes(seriously they were like glowing) and said in an almost eerily calm tone 'This is our warmup." Throughout the class he kept screaming things like "COME ON!" and "ARE YOU WITH ME?!" to which I mentally responded NO! I haven't been with you for a VERY long time! If you've ever seen the movie Heavyweights this instructor resembled Ben Stiller's character to a tee. It was not good.
-I start days on May 5th. I'm so excited. I'm also nervous. Day shift is often mass chaos. But I refuse to whine about that-- it seems a small sacrifice for normalcy in my non-work life. Yes please.
-I am fish sitting again. Whenever I put my face next to the fish bowl to get good look at Fish (I forgot what his name is.. so I call him Fish), he starts FLIPPING OUT and darting back and forth across the bowl. I'm worried I'll give him a little fishy heart attack. Sometimes, though he looks dead, so to see if he is or not I get down and look at him and he jumps back to life. You know its bad when you scare the dickens out of a freaking fish.
-My neighbors are outta control. I spend much of my spare time looking for a new apartment on Craigslist. One that is in a duplex or that is a house of its own. However, I haven't found anything that is in my budget that isn't in the middle of nowhere. Fail. I came home from work this morning and the second I opened the door to the stairwell I was slapped in the face by the stench of cannabis. Man that stuff is rank.
-At this point I don't think I'm going to do any triathlons this summer. I am in no shape to do any and feel good about them. I might change my mind, but I am more and more at peace with the idea of figuring out whatever my issue is with getting back in shape and then embracing races again. If I did any in this state of mind, I would be so disappointed in myself and I'd have a terrible time-- why spend money on that?
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