my life is officially out of the box
Call me material, but it feels nice to be living with my "stuff" around. I just unpacked my storage boxes, as I have moved into my permanent(or at least for a year) residence. The arrangement of my furniture kind of sucks, but it's really hindered by the furnace in the middle of one wall and the ethernet jack (and therefore my desk) on the other.
The gym at Columbia is closed for the rest of the summer for maintenance. I'm in deep shit unless I find an interim gym. I have a hard time running unless I have a way to measure how long/far I've been going (and then I'll compete with my last times/distances). There's a Bootcamp Gym in Chelsea that I'm gonna look at cause it looks INSANE. They basically kick your ass for you, army-style. They have an obstacle course and everything. Jeez, Chelsea just keeps delivering.
I'm getting my hair cut. Bangs, perhaps.
The gym at Columbia is closed for the rest of the summer for maintenance. I'm in deep shit unless I find an interim gym. I have a hard time running unless I have a way to measure how long/far I've been going (and then I'll compete with my last times/distances). There's a Bootcamp Gym in Chelsea that I'm gonna look at cause it looks INSANE. They basically kick your ass for you, army-style. They have an obstacle course and everything. Jeez, Chelsea just keeps delivering.
I'm getting my hair cut. Bangs, perhaps.