Read Labels Carefully
So I have to get back at this gym thing slowly. Very slowly 2 hour workout Sunday and two hours tonight Wednesday. My trainer said it didnt look like i gained any weight but I looked loose. Loose, nice! And Bo the other trainer told me that I must be lost because this was a gym not a Club. At least people are looking out for me my fitness goal for this sumer is never gonna be met, and for this Im very very depressed. I dont really get depressed but Im very sad about this. I was actually thinking about morning and night workouts on the days I dont have Court, but yeah, dont think that is gonna materialize.
My stomach has been killing me the past 2 days and I was reading every label to see if I had pistachio poisoning but tonight I went to grab these new chocolate almond fiber bars my mom bought and decided to read the back. And you know on those little bars to read the calories you kind of have to play around with the wrapper. Well this is what it said, “NEW USERS: increase your fiber intake gradually. Gastrointestinal discomfort may occur until your body adjusts.” They dont even have that kind of warning label on my Laci DeBeaus ieters Tea. And let me tell you folks gastrointestinal discomfort, is exactly what I was experiencing. I never got to read the calories.
Today I listened to an old friend talk about how her husband is always tired and watches UPorn and even when she wears little nighties or she does other things he’s not in the mood. I also heard about how 2 people in their 60syear old have an avid sex life. I don’t know why I’m writing about this I wish I could detail the whole conversation on here because it was very amusing hmmm but I can’t.
I’ve been home a lot lately well, not the last 2 weeks because I have been working late but for the past few days. I have decided that I absolutely cannot stand being home for long periods of time. I still cannot fall asleep early. I still do not read the books and mags I want to. I still don’t relax. Just the opposite I’m bored and then I get mad at myself that I’m bored.
Home. Is I guess where you live? Where I live now is my childhood home and for the holidays the feeling is incredible. But now after a little over 2 years I cannot believe I am still here, in my parent’s home, my childhood home. I thought it would only be for 6 months, then work got so busy and still busy and for the passed few days I have been home. I mean after 8 and some days after 7 and that’s a lot for me. In my old apartment I used to love getting home when I was exhausted and chilling, except after the bar when I was totally broke and bored and couldn’t really leave because I didn’t have any money or a job. And my biggest thrill was going for a walk in Forest Park and checking my email and going to lunch everyday with my friend because that was a meal I didn’t have to pay for.
So I need an apartment, ASAP but I also love the fact that I’m paying off my student loans. My goal is an apartment and ½ of my student loans paid by 2010. Well see I think 2011 is more doable but I’m aiming for 2010. I just dint want to dump all my money in an apartment right now and have to pay the minimum on my loans again and not be able to spend any money or go on any trips, oh and my car. I have really grown accustomed to my little weekend trips.
