Sometimes cowardice is overcome by friends
I think it was some time last week that I avowed to Alice that I would go to one of the two gyms on campus and at the very least explore it. See, I'm paying huge student fees (not voluntarily) every semester, which allows me free access to said huge gyms. And on top of that, I'm totally losing any shape I had gained from Jiu Jitsu. . . . martial arts forms classes . . . life up until now. . .yeah. So I was doing the oldest dance in the body image book: clothes that used to fit don't anymore, some days look good in the mirror and others really really don't.
Put off going to the gym out of fear--I mean, I've never really worked out in a gym. I don't know where I'm supposed to put things, or what shoes to wear where. . .silly things really, but scary enough that I didn't make the trek to either. So today I just gave up and asked Rose and Kendall if I could tag along with them to a fitness class. Which really meant I got to follow them through the doors, locker rooms, etc. and have at least one pathway that was "OK" to follow to the class.
The class itself was a cardio aerobics class, and I agree with Kendall that maybe all that bouncing isn't so much fun. But it was challenging and I felt like I got a chance to work out alot of frustration that has been building up over the weeks. And this morning I wake up feeling a little strained, but accomplished.
Man, hokey and perhaps more personal than interesting, but what the hell.
Other than that. . .still driftin a bit. Our lab's all finished, and the lab tech is supposed to be in soon. Our phone's workin'. . .so I'm almost ready to settle in.
And other than THAT . . . life's pretty quiet, because the work hasn't started being due.
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