|
...shut up and eat.
Really it's amazing what exercise can do for you. If you'd told me that 15 years ago, I'd have laughed in your face. Shows you how ignorant even the smartest teenager can be. I started back at the gym after about 2 months of absence due to my bronchitis. I biked for an hour yesterday, did 100 sit-ups. I ran a mile and walked a quarter, also biked for 20 minutes today. It's a miracle really, since I've still got lingering symptoms like congestion, coughing and mucus. Holy crap. My mind is clear, my energy level up and my positivity back to tolerable levels (although not as high as I'd like- I'm pretty low level as it is). I'm in a really good mood though. I even thought I'd lost my phone today, and though not happy about it, I didn't panic and I didn't freak about it. Just called sprint, had it turned off and found that I'd actually just left it at home (but I could've sworn I'd had it on my hip at work this morning). I was almost looking forward to reactivating my nokia by the end of the day. AZ sent me a care package. He'd told me it was on it's way a few days ago, so I was aware it was coming. He sent me two cards in it, one a thank you for his care package and one meant to be a sympathy card for Slink's death. In the package he sent me tons of vitamins and holistic remedies to help me get over the rest of my illness- which even if he gets a discount on them through the doc he works for, still must be pretty expensive. And you know what? He even put a $100 bill in the bottom of one of the canisters of vitamins. Imagine that. I told him over the phone he didn't have to do that- but he says he still owes me (I've already determined we'd broken even- don't give money if you can't afford to never get it back is my motto). His parent's anniversary party is now set in cement for Halloween and he wants me to come out for it. So I'll be planning my next trip out there. I think he might be seeing us differently. He finally watched the DVD I gave him for the second time a couple days ago and texted me that he loves me. Now I take that as a really, really good friend love. I have no illusions until there's some sort of serious discussion. I'm still ok with the friends with benefits thing until a more serious conversation, or other very promising male opportunity comes along (that is less likely any time soon). I don't know if he still plans to come out in August. I know that he looked at tickets and they're not too inexpensive right now. It's ok if he doesn't- I don't know if I'd be able to swing it financially. The emergency vet clinic sent me a sympathy card for Slinky. I think this is typical procedure now, but it's a nicety. It was handwritten by the actual vet that I saw. It's a good customer service trick, but when I was there they did do a good job of making me think they really cared- I think they actually did. Two more days left in the work week. Going to the gym after work of course. Trying to remain positive there. Still meditating on the idea of palm trees in a hurricane (bend do not break). I'll look for a new thing to meditate on in the book (Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life - Dr Wayne Dyer) for next week. The book I'm reading for pleasure now, The Book of Lost Things - John Connolly, is giving me fantastic dreams. At least I'm giving it credit for it- since things in my dreams over the last couple of days are similar to the happenings in the book. Very cool.
Diaryland - Archives - Newest My Profile (updated 7/09) The Car Profile Diaryland Profile What does MUFFINHEAD mean? Notes I like my men how I like my coffee...in a plastic cup.
Muffins baked since 11-14-03: |