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brightbluegirlYesterday Andrew put together our weight bench. It is the most beautiful weight bench I have ever seen. I love it so much!!! I've wanted a weight bench in my home forEVER, but always thought it was one of those things I'd need to wait until I had money (which isn't ever going to happen, since I don't want to hurt other people to help myself, I'm not ambitious, and money means nothing next to the important things in life).
I can't wait until we get the weights. I want to buy a couple of cheap Indian-style rugs and put them on the floor so we can put the weights down on them. It'll protect our lovely wood floors AND look cool.
Yesterday we moved around some candle holders, and then moved all the shelves of videos (all the movies I've bought for a dollar or two, from flea markets and going out of business sales over the years) into the spare room. We tidied up a bit, and moved the weight bench (in it's handy-dandy folded up position) to the side of the living room, near the wall. It's gorgeous. Gorgeous!!! It just screams WORK OUT WITH ME! LET'S BE FRIENDS!
*sigh of unharnessed glee*
I love working out. Lifting weights is glorious. I hate having to work out at a certain time, though. Restrictions really don't work for me. I hate having to drag my tired-just-finished-working ass to a club to get stared at by people while I lift. I hate having to wait for machines to open up. I hate having to change in a locker room.
On the other hand, I absolutely love being able to work out whenever I like. Eat dinner first? SURE! Have a quick nap first, cuz I'm tired with work? Sure! Wake up at midnight and do it then? I doubt it, but if I CAN, that's all that matters! Work out on the weekend, take just 1/2 hour, and not have to spend extra time getting to the club, changing, changing afterwards, and getting home? You BET! Be able to lift weights listening to MY music, not that horrid "high-energy-means-oom-pah-bad-lyrics" crap? YEAH! Or even *gasp* watch tv (or really, listen to the tv)??? YEAH!!!!!
*giggle*
Can you tell I'm excited?
I really have wanted this forever.
I may have to (eventually) get some weight bands or something for my inner and outer thigh, which are the only large muscles that I'll be missing with this weight bench. But that's for later.
When I moved to Ottawa, right after University, I bought an Ellipse cardio trainer. I was flush with money - a $2000 moving bonus, a $1000 "you're a new grad and we want you" bonus, and $42 000/year. I was so excited. Now I had MONEY! I bought a bed and an entertainment unit (which means two big bookshelves and a middle shelf that you could put a stereo/vcr/tv on), a table and chairs, a couch, and a bed table and armoire. And the Ellipse.
I could have stayed at that job. It was easy. They didn't have anything for me to do, but they kept giving me raises to keep me interested in staying. But it was a huge corporation, and the people weren't all that cool, and all my friends were far away, and I was lonely...
It might have been better for me to stay, physically and monetarily, but I don't know. I do know I never would have met Andrew. My darling Andrew. And who knows what my art skills would have been, or if I ever would have experienced revolution in any form, or if I would ever had done anything interesting, stuck in that place.
Anyway. The Ellipse. I used it every night, after dinner, while watching tv (I watched a lot of tv in those days - I even had CABLE). I lost a bunch of weight. I got into a habit. I loved it.
This is going to be better.
When I moved back to Waterloo near my friends, there wasn't any room for the Ellipse. I sold it.
But anyway.
Valentines Day
What a great excuse for fun! We're going to bus out to the foothills, with a picnic basket crammed full of food and sweet wine, and a blanket, and we're going to find a lovely place to sit and eat and hang out.
I'd like to do a bit of hiking, but if the picnic basket is heavy we may not do much. Or maybe we'll hike after eating? Or maybe we'll say "fuck the basket" and just take backpacks. That's smarter, if less romantic.
No one said romantics were smart. :P
But anyway. I'm planning a burlesque show for him. *evil wink* Not at the foothills, of course!!! At home.
I can't wait until we get the weights. I want to buy a couple of cheap Indian-style rugs and put them on the floor so we can put the weights down on them. It'll protect our lovely wood floors AND look cool.
Yesterday we moved around some candle holders, and then moved all the shelves of videos (all the movies I've bought for a dollar or two, from flea markets and going out of business sales over the years) into the spare room. We tidied up a bit, and moved the weight bench (in it's handy-dandy folded up position) to the side of the living room, near the wall. It's gorgeous. Gorgeous!!! It just screams WORK OUT WITH ME! LET'S BE FRIENDS!
*sigh of unharnessed glee*
I love working out. Lifting weights is glorious. I hate having to work out at a certain time, though. Restrictions really don't work for me. I hate having to drag my tired-just-finished-working ass to a club to get stared at by people while I lift. I hate having to wait for machines to open up. I hate having to change in a locker room.
On the other hand, I absolutely love being able to work out whenever I like. Eat dinner first? SURE! Have a quick nap first, cuz I'm tired with work? Sure! Wake up at midnight and do it then? I doubt it, but if I CAN, that's all that matters! Work out on the weekend, take just 1/2 hour, and not have to spend extra time getting to the club, changing, changing afterwards, and getting home? You BET! Be able to lift weights listening to MY music, not that horrid "high-energy-means-oom-pah-bad-lyrics" crap? YEAH! Or even *gasp* watch tv (or really, listen to the tv)??? YEAH!!!!!
*giggle*
Can you tell I'm excited?
I really have wanted this forever.
I may have to (eventually) get some weight bands or something for my inner and outer thigh, which are the only large muscles that I'll be missing with this weight bench. But that's for later.
When I moved to Ottawa, right after University, I bought an Ellipse cardio trainer. I was flush with money - a $2000 moving bonus, a $1000 "you're a new grad and we want you" bonus, and $42 000/year. I was so excited. Now I had MONEY! I bought a bed and an entertainment unit (which means two big bookshelves and a middle shelf that you could put a stereo/vcr/tv on), a table and chairs, a couch, and a bed table and armoire. And the Ellipse.
I could have stayed at that job. It was easy. They didn't have anything for me to do, but they kept giving me raises to keep me interested in staying. But it was a huge corporation, and the people weren't all that cool, and all my friends were far away, and I was lonely...
It might have been better for me to stay, physically and monetarily, but I don't know. I do know I never would have met Andrew. My darling Andrew. And who knows what my art skills would have been, or if I ever would have experienced revolution in any form, or if I would ever had done anything interesting, stuck in that place.
Anyway. The Ellipse. I used it every night, after dinner, while watching tv (I watched a lot of tv in those days - I even had CABLE). I lost a bunch of weight. I got into a habit. I loved it.
This is going to be better.
When I moved back to Waterloo near my friends, there wasn't any room for the Ellipse. I sold it.
But anyway.
Valentines Day
What a great excuse for fun! We're going to bus out to the foothills, with a picnic basket crammed full of food and sweet wine, and a blanket, and we're going to find a lovely place to sit and eat and hang out.
I'd like to do a bit of hiking, but if the picnic basket is heavy we may not do much. Or maybe we'll hike after eating? Or maybe we'll say "fuck the basket" and just take backpacks. That's smarter, if less romantic.
No one said romantics were smart. :P
But anyway. I'm planning a burlesque show for him. *evil wink* Not at the foothills, of course!!! At home.
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Date: 2003-02-05 09:39 am (UTC)Andrew says I need to learn how to relax. I say "I'll relax once I've got everything done!"
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