It's around New Years in some culture this month, right? It doesn't really matter. Any time is a good time to make goals.
So, before Christmas, I want to drop a pant size. I have no idea how much weight that would be, and weight is depressing. It fluctuates based on how much water weight you have. Inches are easier, and less stressful.
TO do this, I'm going to work out for a total of 60 min a day, not including walking around campus. I'm going to eat lots of fruits, and veggies, and go lighter on carbs and refined sugars.
Another goal is to get to bed before 11, but that really won't happen. :D
Monday, September 20, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Monday. There is no doubt in my mind....
Today is Monday. I have not a single doubt in my mind about this absolute fact. The Monday demons are out and about in full force. Perhaps they were thinking that I had too many nice Monday's in a row.
This morning started out just fine. I got up, was early to the bus stop. The bus was late. This usually doesn't happen on Mondays. I sat and played my new game, Picross3D. It's actually a really intuitive puzzle game. It's challenging, and yet, it's simple.
In my first class of the day, Fitness for Death, we ran 1.5 miles. You know, 1 mile isn't that bad, but 1.5 miles around and around a gym really sucks. I survived, and made great time. My past record for 1 mile was 14 min. 21 min for 1.5 miles really isn't that bad. Hopefully I can improve upon that before the new year begins. The reason I did so well, was one of the super sporty people was busy telling me to keep it up. I kept it up so that I could tear out that preppy voice, or that was my motivation at the moment. Yes, it is annoying to have someone chant "keep going, you can do it". It's helpful when you reflect on it, but at the time you have no other desire than to get them to shut up faster.
I got breakfast from the cafeteria, french toast, bacon and really yummy strawberries and melon. I carried it out in a box. While I was walking across the courtyard, balancing the box and my phone, the syrup decides to start running down my shirt and jeans. Yay. One more thing to deal with before I head to class. I made it to class eventually, with a wet spot across my clothing where I tried to mop up the syrup so that it wasn't sticky. That mess got cleaned up, and I made it to class.
I opened my soda, or at least attempted to. I opened it a little, closed it fast, and let the bubbles clear off. I did this several times, and I thought that it wouldn't explode if I opened it all the way. Sure, I was wrong, it exploded, but luckily did not get on anyone else. It just went across my notes.
So, it has been monday, and it isn't over yet. Hopefully it will go better.
This morning started out just fine. I got up, was early to the bus stop. The bus was late. This usually doesn't happen on Mondays. I sat and played my new game, Picross3D. It's actually a really intuitive puzzle game. It's challenging, and yet, it's simple.
In my first class of the day, Fitness for Death, we ran 1.5 miles. You know, 1 mile isn't that bad, but 1.5 miles around and around a gym really sucks. I survived, and made great time. My past record for 1 mile was 14 min. 21 min for 1.5 miles really isn't that bad. Hopefully I can improve upon that before the new year begins. The reason I did so well, was one of the super sporty people was busy telling me to keep it up. I kept it up so that I could tear out that preppy voice, or that was my motivation at the moment. Yes, it is annoying to have someone chant "keep going, you can do it". It's helpful when you reflect on it, but at the time you have no other desire than to get them to shut up faster.
I got breakfast from the cafeteria, french toast, bacon and really yummy strawberries and melon. I carried it out in a box. While I was walking across the courtyard, balancing the box and my phone, the syrup decides to start running down my shirt and jeans. Yay. One more thing to deal with before I head to class. I made it to class eventually, with a wet spot across my clothing where I tried to mop up the syrup so that it wasn't sticky. That mess got cleaned up, and I made it to class.
I opened my soda, or at least attempted to. I opened it a little, closed it fast, and let the bubbles clear off. I did this several times, and I thought that it wouldn't explode if I opened it all the way. Sure, I was wrong, it exploded, but luckily did not get on anyone else. It just went across my notes.
So, it has been monday, and it isn't over yet. Hopefully it will go better.
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