High Five First Day

Oh what good impressions I make. Seriously, I could give lessons in bad impressions. Although, today was not entirely due to my awkwardness and unwillingness to trust new people. Today was mostly due to the fact that I haven't slept since Friday night. Yeh, that's what's up, me. I've been up and awake and not really getting to lay down or rest, I has been a busy boy. So when this morning arrived, all cranky and snow-mageddon like, I had no choice but to Botwin my way through it. It was helpful, I actually watched the "Thirty Best Clips of Nancy and Andy" to keep me awake during my first several hour long interval. I think I'm confusing and/or not making sense. Truth be told I'm coming down off of a energy pill high. I'll explain. So working third shift has been pretty cool actually, much to my surprise. It's been hard on me, obviously, but it's been taking a toll on the relationship I have with my boys and bitch. The five guys I live with and the puppy. Oh, and the Brillo pad, but he hasn't been around. Anyways, I never see them and I don't get to go out with them and I have no patience or energy to put up with their minor flaws that once got swept under the rug just like all the other chores I did around the house, so things have been strained. To say the very least. But, while sitting in training this afternoon, I thought about it long and hard and high and considered I should make nice and let them do them. I don't need to concern or stress myself with their bad behaviors, hell, I'm the youngest out of the house; I'm the last one who should be taking roll call and dishing out chores. So I took time and talked to everyone in the house today, and I worked out, mostly to get the drugs out of my system. Now I feel human again, very tired and very human. Also, I feel terribly, terribly, out of shape. Due in part to my first day of certification training to become a PT, I thought I had me in line, nope. My BMI is a little off, my circumferences aren't what they should be, I didn't do the most crunches out of my group, I wasn't able to show off how flexible I am because I was bloated with over 14 gallons of coffee. Yeh, I was like the oldest Botwin son that hasn't been on the show yet, it was messed up. I was spacey and jittery and talked with my eyes half closed. The only reason I survived was because it was my only option. There was no way I was passing out at the gym, in front of complete strangers, most of which were highly attractive males. Highly, high. Just like my thought processes were. I was too out of it, to even make a mental rundown list of all the boys in my class. It would have been depressing anyways, it was all so high school. In a lot of ways, life is just one long continuation of high school, we just learn to deal with it better. We learn what to expect and how to cope. For instance, first day of training, I didn't have the book we were supposed to purchase offline. I didn't know we would be working out, so I wore skinny jeans and my ass kicking boots. I didn't realize we were actually going to sit through a lecture, so I didn't even have a pen! And I think at one point I accidentally winked at the instructor, who is cute and seemingly single, which is never a good way to start off. I was trying to stay awake, right, and then he noticed my head bobbing and my eyes closing, so then I tried to play it off like a wink. At the time, it seemed like a good idea. Botwin. Botwin! I need to learn to control my facial expressions. I think I physically cringed when some of the boys in my group high fived each other and used the word "bro"...high school gymsical?! Anyone? No....ok, you'll get it later. I need to eat food, I haven't had a good meal since my dad took me out for dinner on Friday night. Which was even tastier because it was a delightful evening filled with good talks. Majority of which was me bitching about my managers and housemates bad romances, but it was still awesome. I'm thinking collard greens, red chili hummus and big chunks of cheese. Hell yeh, that's what's up. That, and the fact that the hottie in the white hoodie kept staring at my all through out class. Can't tell if its interest or intent to kill. High school behavior can kiss my slightly over BMI'd ass. Where's my hummus....

"The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything." -R. Frost

"I've had a particularly challenging last 24 hours, but in the drive-through at Popeye's, I found myself saying, "Family Combo, please!", and it was a moment of clarity." -N. Botwin

Where Art Thou Cardio

With my free seven days at the gym up, and several winter blizzards on their way, it seems like my daily cardio activities will have to be put on hold. Which, I fear, will make me go even more insane. I've come to rely on my post-cardio-endorphin rush to help me through my daily activities, and now I don't know what to replace it with. I suppose jumping jacks in the basement could suffice, or perhaps I could find a really big hamster wheel. I can't even take the pup for a walk because the weather, and the pup for that matter, aren't cooperating. I don't like the idea of having to hibernate my work outs, seems so counterproductive. I just spent the last week running, and ellipticaling, and suanaing myself back to my target body and now it seems like it was all for nothing. Sure I'm way more toned and ribby then I was before, and I have more energy and focus then before, and I feel great; but it's all hidden beneath coats and sweaters and I have a sweat breakout so I technically don't even "look" my best. That's the constant battle with working out: making sure your skin cooperates. The cycle goes like this: feel bad about self, work self out, sweat, look better, feel better about self, keep working out, get sweat blemish, feel bad about self, stop work out, feel bad about self....See my point. For now I can just not shave and hide it under some scruffy. I can getaway with that look for a few days. Having pent up energy made me clean my room, and I found all sorts of things I forgot about. That was cool. I caught up on my reading, for a little bit, reading really isn't a cardio replacement activity. Read the city newspaper and decided to try and make "page six" sometime soon-ish. Decided to try and get a job at Macy's, or at least a more high end retail store, because where I'm at now is getting slightly dull. Checked my bank account three times hoping somehow the numbers would go up, but they didn't. Where art thou money-o? Another question that plagueth me so. Remembered how cool Shakespeare can be. How timeless "To Catch A Thief" is. And how yummy Junior Mints are. I also have hardcore sushi cravings, but have refrained due to the severe lack of money. It'll just be that much more satisfying once I can afford some. Now I'm making a mental list of everything I have to do before leaving for work in the morning. First of which is turn on the coffee pot. If I can't count on my endorphins, I'll have to make due with my Maxwell House.

I Would've Snuggled...

I would've snuggled on the couch all day with my boyfriend...but certain parts of that sentence are missing. Mainly, the boyfriend part. I did however spend the day on the couch. My morning started with the pup scratching at my door to come and crawl into bed with me because her daddies had to go to work. So since she knows I'm a sucker and will do whatever she wants me to do, she howled until I got out of bed and opened my door for her. She then proceeded to not only crawl on top of my bed and snuggle with me, but she actually nosed her way underneath my covers and took over the my entire mattress. But, like I said, I love her and it really didn't bother me at all. She's too adorable to ever stay mad at. It did however jump start my morning, a little earlier then I would have liked. I needed to sleep off last night a little longer. So I gave the pup my bed and moved my way to the couch. I chose something off the TiVo menu and then fell asleep again. I was woken up when my housemates started to move around the house, and then decided I would spend my day off from work on the couch. I did however walk my skinny ass to the gym...only to be denied. What kind of gym closes at three pm on a Saturday?! Freaks...so I did get some cardio today, just not the kind I wanted. When I got back to the house, I settled again on the couch, soon to be joined by the pup. The house was cold, but the couch and blankets were warm, snow was coming down outside and it would have been perfect had I someone to share the couch with. The pup was a decent stand in though. So now I'm showered and getting dressed to go out, I figure I have to do some kind of social interaction today. Plus the housemates have taken over the couch to play XBox. Not sure how to dress tonight, I think we are walking so I should wear a coat, but I can't pay for coat check. Technically, I can't pay for anything, but someone is paying my cover charges and if I really want a drink I'm sure I can somehow get one without using my monies. They say a smile is a currency understood by all...actually I just made that up, but it sounded good. I had moments like that last night too, when I said something HBO script worthy. I swear, I'm like a writers room think tank packed into a 5'9'' frame. Then again, I might be biased; plus, if I was as witty as I think I am, I'm sure someone cute would have noticed by now.

I Love Gym

Having reviewed my last post and seeing how long and drawn out it is, I'm keeping this one ridiculously brief. I have a one week free membership to a gym that is within walking distance. I started it today. I was on the elliptical machine for about three hours. I love life...post work out. I love gym. Me be there always. Yes please.


Oh! first time in a legit sauna. I know now what baked ziti feels like, yikes!

And---I saw the new Kings of Leon video for the first time, it was playing on the tv...that was built into the elliptical, auhmazing! The cuddly sexy teddy bear in the picture is the lead singer of the very very very talented band.