Work out with the dancers... and the porn stars?
I keep wanting to post about random stuff.
...I hate tangerine peel that just won't come off.
...I'm not talking to my flat mate when she comes back at the end of the weekend. It's the next part in the Toilet Paper Drama: we ran out of it yesterday; Cecile pointed it out to me - well, buy some, I bought the pack we had before I told her and let her take some of my kitchen paper towels because she doesn't even have paper tissues, I guess - she uses toilet paper to clean her nose?! (Also, if she fucking thought about buying some when she sees there's almost none left, this wouldn't happen.) She said she would buy it. I was going to buy some for myself just in case today, but then I had a billion other things I had to buy and didn't want to drag it. I came home; Cecile left a bit later... and apparently, she's gone home for the weekend. What an irresponsible, unreliable, impolite bitch. So I had to go buy some. Aside from that, she still hasn't cleaned the place like she should have done... oh, three weeks ago? I'm so sick of her.
...I hate the idiots downstairs. Landlady said that she'd told them to make no noise after 10pm. Well, it was quiet last night at 10, but then, much later, there was noise again. (Like when they thought people had already fallen asleep?) They are so loud, though, it's not even just the music, I can hear them talking and laughing like idiots and just... hate.
...While I love earplugs, because without them, I'd never be able to sleep in half of the places where I have to sleep, I hate that I have to use them every night now. They don't make my ears hurt anymore like they did back when I first started using them in 2007, but it's still not entirely comfortable, plus I miss the natural, soothing sounds. There's something eerie about being in a complete sound vacuum.
...I'm sick of my eyes being tired all the time and of waking up 3 times a night once I finally fucking manage to fall asleep and the headache that won't go away and the sore/scratchy throat that I wake up with today in the morning.
On a brighter note. When I was 15 or 16 - and after that, too - I often had this daydream of running my own fitness studio, especially while I was in the middle of an aerobics lesson or something.
Now, I've been following the Pilates podcast associated with Pilates on Fifth for quite a while, and yesterday I finally checked out their
Ultimate Pilates Workouts website. Go check them out if you're into that kind of thing and looking for uncomplicated workouts you can do at home.
Anyway, I also read the story of the creators and it made me all excited. Basically, these two ladies (and the fact that they're twins is kinda fun) were in international business, spent four years working at desks in Japan, then said 'screw that' to international business and opened a pilates studio. Wouldn't that be a nice career path for somebody like me, too? :D
Anyway, talking about workout. I recently downloaded the New York City Ballet Workout 2 and while it's a bit complicated at first if you hadn't done dance before, it really is fun. It doesn't look all that challenging on first glance, it actually is a very good workout. Plus, it helps with my posture and grace and flexibility, aka all the things I want to keep working on to be able to skate better and look better on the ice. (I could try to upload it, if anyone is interested, though I'm not sure if my internet would be up to the task.)
I also downloaded a completely idiotic British workout, it has this Barbie-doll/porn-star-like girl called Jordan, and while it is a bit - or very - silly, the toning/strengthening part is actually quite good. It made me realize just how weak my arms are!!! I mean, I've known that my arms are weak, but oh, it's a catastrophy. I could do all the abs/legs exercises without too much effort, but the arms... ouch. I pushed trough all the excercises, though, all the push-ups. It really is better to have an instructor, even if it's just on video - this way, I don't give up after a few push-ups because I'm lazy/feel like I've done enough. When there's an instructor, I do what they ask me to do and - surprise surprise! - I can do more than I think. I just need someone to push me.
Please please please let me sleep well and enough tonight. I really want to go skating tomorrow in the morning and it's going to suck if I'm dead tired in the morning and have a head ache and a sore throat and I don't know what else.
...I hate tangerine peel that just won't come off.
...I'm not talking to my flat mate when she comes back at the end of the weekend. It's the next part in the Toilet Paper Drama: we ran out of it yesterday; Cecile pointed it out to me - well, buy some, I bought the pack we had before I told her and let her take some of my kitchen paper towels because she doesn't even have paper tissues, I guess - she uses toilet paper to clean her nose?! (Also, if she fucking thought about buying some when she sees there's almost none left, this wouldn't happen.) She said she would buy it. I was going to buy some for myself just in case today, but then I had a billion other things I had to buy and didn't want to drag it. I came home; Cecile left a bit later... and apparently, she's gone home for the weekend. What an irresponsible, unreliable, impolite bitch. So I had to go buy some. Aside from that, she still hasn't cleaned the place like she should have done... oh, three weeks ago? I'm so sick of her.
...I hate the idiots downstairs. Landlady said that she'd told them to make no noise after 10pm. Well, it was quiet last night at 10, but then, much later, there was noise again. (Like when they thought people had already fallen asleep?) They are so loud, though, it's not even just the music, I can hear them talking and laughing like idiots and just... hate.
...While I love earplugs, because without them, I'd never be able to sleep in half of the places where I have to sleep, I hate that I have to use them every night now. They don't make my ears hurt anymore like they did back when I first started using them in 2007, but it's still not entirely comfortable, plus I miss the natural, soothing sounds. There's something eerie about being in a complete sound vacuum.
...I'm sick of my eyes being tired all the time and of waking up 3 times a night once I finally fucking manage to fall asleep and the headache that won't go away and the sore/scratchy throat that I wake up with today in the morning.
On a brighter note. When I was 15 or 16 - and after that, too - I often had this daydream of running my own fitness studio, especially while I was in the middle of an aerobics lesson or something.
Now, I've been following the Pilates podcast associated with Pilates on Fifth for quite a while, and yesterday I finally checked out their
Ultimate Pilates Workouts website. Go check them out if you're into that kind of thing and looking for uncomplicated workouts you can do at home.
Anyway, I also read the story of the creators and it made me all excited. Basically, these two ladies (and the fact that they're twins is kinda fun) were in international business, spent four years working at desks in Japan, then said 'screw that' to international business and opened a pilates studio. Wouldn't that be a nice career path for somebody like me, too? :D
Anyway, talking about workout. I recently downloaded the New York City Ballet Workout 2 and while it's a bit complicated at first if you hadn't done dance before, it really is fun. It doesn't look all that challenging on first glance, it actually is a very good workout. Plus, it helps with my posture and grace and flexibility, aka all the things I want to keep working on to be able to skate better and look better on the ice. (I could try to upload it, if anyone is interested, though I'm not sure if my internet would be up to the task.)
I also downloaded a completely idiotic British workout, it has this Barbie-doll/porn-star-like girl called Jordan, and while it is a bit - or very - silly, the toning/strengthening part is actually quite good. It made me realize just how weak my arms are!!! I mean, I've known that my arms are weak, but oh, it's a catastrophy. I could do all the abs/legs exercises without too much effort, but the arms... ouch. I pushed trough all the excercises, though, all the push-ups. It really is better to have an instructor, even if it's just on video - this way, I don't give up after a few push-ups because I'm lazy/feel like I've done enough. When there's an instructor, I do what they ask me to do and - surprise surprise! - I can do more than I think. I just need someone to push me.
Please please please let me sleep well and enough tonight. I really want to go skating tomorrow in the morning and it's going to suck if I'm dead tired in the morning and have a head ache and a sore throat and I don't know what else.