Happy fun time ish.

As far as fitness is concerned, I got to the gym once… since I last posted. It was with Liz again, and one of her friends she frequently goes with. It was decent – sometimes I forget that it’s okay to take it easy. Working out doesn’t always have to end up with me passed out on the floor.

An update on the relationship: my loving, beautiful, amazing boyfriend is no longer my boyfriend. I’m proud to say I didn’t spiral into a fit of ice cream and fried foods; in fact, I’ve become a vegetarian. I’m not sure how this will hold up. I’ve managed to stick with it for a whole month and a half now, with only a couple mistakes (due to ignorance, now corrected). I watched a video of a dog trying to save a few fish from suffocating, and realized that animals have souls, and that I felt barbaric eating them. That’s my basis for converting to vegetarianism. I don’t know how long it will last – I love meat, and fish, and I can’t really imagine life without sushi, but so far I’ve been able to keep it up, with only the slightest bit of remorse. I might have to include meat back into my diet again eventually… I feel as though I’m definitely one of those people who would be prone to protein deficiency, so I might break down to one meat meal a month. When I told my father that I was no longer eating meat, he gave me a look that said, ‘You are no longer my daughter’, and immediately made me an egg McMuffin… with ham. It’s not considered a meal unless there is a meat portion to it, he believes. And he’s constantly trying to convert me back – cooking bacon first thing in the morning, ordering sushi platters that conveniently forget to include the veggie rolls, adding pepperoni to every pizza… so far all his labours have been for nothing; I’ve held my ground.

Anyway, I’ve deviated from the initial point. I’ve been dating again, because I know exactly what I want in a relationship now, and my ex was not able to provide that for me. The reason I even brought up the break-up was because I’ve been dating again, and one of those dates brought me to Junction, a local rock-climbing establishment. The hour and a half that we spent there definitely made up for the slices of pizza (with creamy garlic dip) that we consumed after the fact. For the next two days, my triceps were throbbing, along with other muscles I didn’t realize existed. Did you know your fingers can hurt the same way your thighs can after running really hard?? Carrying trays of beer at work was another work-out all on its own!

School has started, and so far I’ve enjoyed everything. I’m only behind by a little, and by a little I mean… a lot. Even though I tried so hard over the summer to read ahead. C’est la vie (I can’t remember if that’s how the French spell it). I’ll just have to catch up on all my readings this week.

Speaking of which! Time to read Beowulf until I fall asleep. Sweet dreams, Internets.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s