I've been putting myself to bed a little earlier these days, as getting up in the morning was getting difficult and that seems to be working. I'm a bit ashamed of the early hour, but it's still less than 8 hours. I get up at 5am but apparently don't wake up until nearly 6 when it's time to head to the gym.
This morning was a bit different. While I was sitting in my big comfy chair, drinking my first half cup of coffee and reading blogs, when the man up above me started some sort of tribal drum circle/riverdance/Beyonce Bounce. Then I heard the faint stirrings of some sort of alarm. It just kept going and going. Then the fire alarm started in the whole complex. Ear piercing. I decided since the gym was in the other (unconnected) building, perhaps it was time for me to hit the gym. I was smart enough to take my purse and a heavier coat - well I was smart enough to go back inside and get my purse and a heavier coat after stepping out into the hallway and smelling actual SMOKE! I left the building just as the fire trucks were arriving. I gotta say they were quick! I went ahead to the gym, as today is a run day.
Not a soul in the gym this morning, so I had the place to myself to crank out my 5k. I also had some time to poke around the weight room and get a little bit more comfortable. I did just one of each of the exercises from the NROL4W so that I would feel more comfortable in practice for tomorrow. I also created some very specific training logs so that I won't feel so lost as to what to do next. I also spent some time in the weight room yesterday using the rowing machine and watching a bit more intently how and what to do. (And what not to do - there was this young man, wearing the toe shoes - I think Nike makes them - where each toe is separated.) Anyways, he's wearing those things and a T-shirt that says MAN UP, got his headphones in and goes into the weight cage. Funniest thing ever - as he approaches the bar, he starts dancing. I mean seriously dancing! Hip swaying, booty shaking dancing, right there at the weight bar, wearing toe shoes and a MAN UP t-shirt. And NO ONE paid him any attention. No one cared. No one laughed. I mean, I smiled to myself, not that I thought he was silly, but because he was so, well, free. He may be my new weight lifting hero. MAN UP indeed.
Had a good evening last night. Finally did what I said I was going to do and attended a lecture after work. See, I have created this activity calendar for myself and whenever I see or hear of something interesting, I put it on there with an email reminder to myself at an appropriate time prior to the event. What ends up happening more often than not is that I just decide "I'd rather go home". And that attitude doesn't do a thing to make my life any more full. I end up doing the "same old, same old". I trying to push out of my familiar zone - I won't call it a comfort zone, because really sometimes it's more of a trap, but it's a familiar trap. So I do need to continue to do things - sometimes for enrichment and sometimes just for mere distraction. And last night I did. I attended a lecture on sustainability and environmental issues. From listening to the speaker last night, I may be turning into a thermometer with all the mercury that is in fish.
And since the move to The Closet, I've been eating a lot more fish. Thanks to a recipe from fellow blogger Brian, I've been preparing tilapia as of late. Brian gave me a recipe that called for olives and capers, two things that Bick could not abide, so when I left, I took them with me. So while I've never been particularly successful at fixing any sort of fish other than salmon, this recipe or technique is really good. Thanks Brian. Now I can take my own temperature. Sheesh. One more thing to be concerned with, I guess. Although since I'm not having any children, I guess the merc stops here.
All in all, good day yesterday, but I didn't get started on knitting that hipster scarf. There's always tomorrow. I leave on Saturday for a night with Pebbles and Slater and then leave on Sunday morning for a four day work conference in San Antonio. I come back on Wednesday and on Thursday, I'm having the "girls" over for a wine/cheese thing before we all go to an opening celebration held by the city for this development. Should be interesting. That's all the news that fits.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Run like your pants are on fire.