Soreness

Work has been a pile of poo lately. Without divulging much, let us just say I've been goaded into the office on weekends with the thought of finishing up a project that has been stalled forever, only to find the person who asked me to go in in the first place calling me to tell me that they can't make it. SIGH.

Onto happier topics....

Work out today sucked a bit. Calves were burn burn burn on the uphill....who knew paddle boarding worked out the legs as well? Almost managed 2 miles before I really had to stop or else I would probably have had to crawl home. Tomorrow is rest day and I intend to make the most out of it! Oh sweet sweet bed.......I will tell you the ways I miss thee. That or yoga......hmmmmmmmmmm........

Hopefully this week will turn out great.... haha

Life

Today instead of sleeping in like I usually do, I woke up at 8:30 and went paddle boarding. After an onslaught of not so calm waves in the bay, quick dip in the water (intentionally of course....well sorta), and not so graceful paddling, I made the trip of going around half way through the bay. Yay me! Next time I'll try to act more graceful. But all in all, it was a wonderful morning spent with an awesome friend.

I've dropped off the training band wagon last week (boooo). So I suppose instead of excuses, I'll just jump right back on the training plan. Hopefully I will be able to last the entirety of tomorrow's 3 mile run; that and be able to walk properly after today's intense core work out. Sore me + 3 miles = potential inability to walk on Monday. We shall see...we shall see.

Tomorrow will be another eventful day! Woohoo

When work and life collide

You know you need a break when all you can think about at work is going home and just sleeping everything off.

That is sorta what had happened this past week with the work load and such, resulting in my decision to take Friday off. Except instead of sleeping it off like I had originally planned, my rest time was filled with personal activities and errands to run.

Two concerts back to back with each other. Two nights in a row shouting and singing my voice raw to soul cleansing music is definitely another way to relieve pressure I have found. And though I'm tired to the bone and have to get up way early tomorrow for work, some how the resentment is slightly less.

As much as I appreciate my life in the no stress zone of finals and tests, I need to start making a difference in my life and start moving on to the next stage. I need to get my shit together and start doing it. No more excuses!

On another note, I think I'm finally getting the hang of this dating business to the point of no expectations and knowing exactly what I want in a relationship. Yay! I'm pretty grateful to my own mental well being that though I would like someone in my life; I'm loving my life and loving myself most of the time to be okay being alone at this time. Thank goodness for mental maturity!

Here is to a good week ahead of me; may I get enough sleep, get some study in and get back in to training after a week hiatus!

Take care~

Life for now....

Starting tomorrow, I will not utter a word of discontent or unhappiness at work. I will keep everything inside me and work out my emotional health through running, having a life outside of work, and trying not to let people dictate my emotions.

Life has a funny way of making you think and forcing you to live your life in a direction that you would like to but are a bit chicken about. I think all this crap that is happening around me at work is simply because 1) I'm unhappy and I'm attracting the unhappiness to me 2) I really need to get my ass into gear and start studying for the MCATs and lastly 3) How many more hints can life give me to get my life started? Not much more. Same old, same old.

It is amazing how I turn to running like an emotion saver. I bet I never would have thought that! HA! So take that ex-depression!

Gambahdei oh!

Post date and Running

So I met up with said boy that left my heart pitter pat a while ago and the result was a simple "meh". I think the anticlimactic meeting was more so of a result of him being late, and firing off so many questions at once it seemed like I was in an interview.

I'd think I would go out with him a couple more times if he calls, but I think from the radio silence that I heard last couple of days, nothing will come of it.


On the other hand, on the running front, I did my first 2 miles consecutively at 25:49minutes. Yay!!! Since my running schedule called for only 2 miles, I didn't want to muck it up and push too hard by doing 3 just to spite it. But splits at 12:29 and 12:54 aren't too bad. I wonder if I had did the third mile what it would look like and if I would be able to hold up or not.

The 5k I registered I think is a relatively flat course, whereas the normal trail I run on is pretty hill-y for a lack of better words. Would this help? Or would it turn around and bite me in my arse? Well, enough wondering...hopefully I will have enough time tomorrow evening to be able to go for a run and then off to dinner with da sister.

I hope I keep this up. Because me, the ex-anti-runner, the plump chick is now a runner. Biatches! And it feels quite liberating. Fuck ya.

And no...those aren't my hairy legs. Just an image thanks to google search.

Looking Forward

I never like myself whenever there is a prospect of a date in the horizon. I feel giddy, insecure, and fearful...not to mention the possibility of rejection. Rejection isn't so bad once you know what a rejection is, but the anticipation of "oh what ifs..." or "omg, he doesn't like me.....wait...does he?"s will literally drive me up a wall.

I wish I can stop those train of thoughts and simply make life easier for myself....but the only thing I can say for now is that I will try. And hope, nay, PRAY that it will be enough for this boy that my heart won't explode with pitter pats at the near possibilities with him and the high chance of rejection from him.

Be still my heart.

July Fourth

Despite the two invitations to two separate parties I had this year, I decided to stay home and cook. A trip to the farmer's market, and trying to finish up ingredients from the fridge resulted in bacon friend rice, cabbage vinaigrette salad, and the oh so lovely orangettes.

Though I can not lie, and say maybe another person's company would have been nice to share today with...I am relatively content with what I have at the moment. Two years ago, I was lonely on July 4th, past two years, I was busy but lonely in a crowd of friends, and this year, though slightly lonely I feel alright.

It is strange how life turns out sometimes and how thoughts and feelings can change. For the small changes, I am grateful.