Dude, it's Friday. I'm pumped. It could be my espresso. I've taken to just skipping the whole fancy drink thing and getting 4 shots of espresso and adding a dash of milk. It's half the price, half the calories, and awesome. I've spent so much time talking about dating that I've totally left you in the dark about all of the other going-ons in my life. And my life is chalk full of stuff. None of it is all that exciting of stuff, but it's stuff nonetheless.
Working out has become lax. I'm still going about 5-6 days per week, but most of those days are just an hour of running or biking. I'm typically only lifting once a week. For instance, this week so far, I did:
Monday: 7 mile outdoor (Luce Line)
Tuesday: skip for studying
Wednesday: 6 mile gym/treadmill run
Thursday: 45 minute bike, squats (125, 6x3. 135, 6x1), deadlifts (135. 6x4), rows, dumbbell push press, and something else that I don't know how to name but it's for the shoulders. I tried to do crunches but the whole right side of me seized... stupid rib.
Tonight I hope to run 6-7 miles if this stupid body will cooperate. Saturday and Sunday I can hopefully get some energy and get in some longer distances and some better lifting. I say this every fricking week these days. I've had 5-7 pounds that I've been dying to take off for the past year. It's probably just going to stick around on my thighs and belly until school is done.
Speaking of school, it is going quite well right now. It's CRAZY busy, but I'm doing fine. I got an A on my first A&P test. The nervous system is interesting and makes sense. I'm enjoying learning about the efferent and afferent part of the PNS. I like understanding neurotransmitters and myelinated axons. Now the clay muscle building class on the hand, pisses me off. I do not learn muscles at all. Instead I get nervous about building the damn muscles. Not good. And I'm not doing great in the class either. Oh, well -- as long as I pass I'm cool.
I gave my first 2 strangers massages this week in our first classroom clinic. It was great. They both gave me high marks and I'm one of the few of my classmates who wasn't whining about my own pain. I was in a little pain, though. My limbs were all shaky and my back stiff. It's hard work, damn it. But good. Tomorrow I get to observe and possibly do some work at the Pillsbury House Integrated Clinic. It's basically a room divided into sections for medical care, chiropractic, acupuncture, and massage. Everyone working there is a student from the U or from Northwestern. The patients just come in off the streets and it's free. How awesome is that? Most of my fellow students are scared shitless of the place. lol. I'm pretty psyched, although a bit nervous about my lack of abilities.
Tomorrow evening I'm going to see Sufjan Stevens with Carla. I was super excited and now I'm just sort of so-so. I like his music but he's sort of messed up and the show could end up being just crazy and boring. I have so much homework to do that it's hard to justify the time. But whatever, I'm going to try to enjoy myself. I enjoy it. Wow, I just realized I'm going to see music 2 nights in a row. Weird.
Tonight I'm headed to a jazz club. Yes, on a date. I know I said I would not talk about dates but the truth is I have a date so I need to at least mention it. It should be a nice date with a very nice dude. I'm looking forward to the food and the music and the drinks and the kissing. Wait, did I just say that last thing? Umm, yeah. I want to start ranting about that but I believe there is enough content and importance to warrant its own post.
So yes, that's where things are at on this beautiful fall Friday. They are good. I am dandy and anxious to get the heck out of work. Speaking of work, things are pretty smooth here as well. Right now, the only thing that's nagging at my mood, is my concern for Brian. I can't help but worry about him once or twice a day... sometimes an hour. He's still my friend, you know? Yes sir, same old.
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