Summer tiiiime!
So settling into summer, living in Georgetown with Grandma, job at Mars, and Markham on the weekends. And I'm really enjoying it so far!
Work is on and off, busy days and super slow days with no meetings. I'm realizing that most of the projects that I'm working on are longer term than my time there. Which kinda sucks, because I'm wondering how many results of my work that I'll be seeing. Tomorrow is the end of week three! Also kinda annoyed that this week was my first week of pay, and I only got one week of pay... sure I'll get pay cheques 2 weeks after I finish, but I still don't have enough to make first and last, which was due at the beginning of the month. And regular rent coming in on the first of June... I get paid every week, which I guess is nice. I still plan on saving as much of it as I can, but my visa is still climbing, which sucks too.
Great thing about the job, is that my boss is adamant that I don't do any work at home. At all. My evenings and weekends are my own again, and I think that's more relieving than anything! Mentally stimulated during the day, but leaving it at work, that IS nice. Not the case during school.
On Monday I joined a gym, kinda randomly. I say kinda, because I was thinking about it and looking into it for a while, but only did it when I went to superstore for some soy milk, and saw that there was a goodlife fitness for women above it. Walked in, talked to them, and weaseled my way into a year contract, but $20/mo cheaper than normal. Oh yes. So far I went Monday (20 min row, weights), Tuesday (25 min elliptical, 10 min row), Wednesday I decided I shouldn't have gone Tuesday, and that I needed to fully recover, and tonight I went to a class. It was "body flow" and a combination between yoga, pilates, and tai chi. It was okay... not the chill from yoga, not as much abs as pilates... and tai chi was kinda... waving my arms around pretending I was wielding a sword..... yeah, ok.
The room filled quickly, and I was totally that poor bastard at the front of the room, the first person you see in the mirrors when you look. And it was my first night. But I think I held my own. And for once, when I would glance in the mirrors during poses and stretches, I would think... hey, I am looking good! I'm at an easy size 12 now, and on Monday, I weighed in at 157. I was never one to follow my weight, but I think it's been a long time since I was under 160. My secret goal, is to be a 10 by the end of summer. Last summer's clothing were 14s, and don't fit. Sad, because I loved those white bermuda shorts. Also debating what other goals I should have. 5k run? Maybe some erg goals? Any suggestions?
I need to figure out a plan. I'm fine with going Mon-Thu to the gym. It's so small and quiet, I really quite like it. Weekends are probably jogging and tennis sometimes. I can go to any goodlife gyms with the membership, so I could go to ones in Markham too, if I wanted.
Biggest fitness goal of the summer: get into the routine, so that I can carry it into next semester! I'll have this membership, and the gym is in the mall down the street from school, and I can't let laziness take over!!
Now the hnnn part. Kevin. Every weekend since school ended. I love it. He loves it. Needless to say, it's lovely. Nearing in on a year and a half, and I still get the occasional set of butterflies. His family is completely used to me, and I have good chats with his siblings. I've learned how to avoid his dad. And I've gotten used to fooling around on a mildly squeaky bed with hockey playing in the background. Sometimes being in his seemingly cardboard-walled house sucks.
Every weekend also means church every weekend. And I actually enjoy it. For me, it offers a morning where I have to stop, and reflect on things. Where myself and my life is challenged. Where I consider what I believe in. Also going to a place where people are super friendly and inviting, and overall wonderful. Last weekend was probably the best yet. People are beginning to recognize me as a somewhat regular, and I'm getting to know them as they get to know me, which is nice. It's also great, because it sparks really stimulating conversations between Kevin and I, as we both try and figure out our world, and how we fit in it. It's a good switch from the normal blah blah blah, which, in my opinion, is desperately needed in any relationship. He's also in this anthro course, and I was shocked to hear him say that he would seriously consider studying it for real if he didn't have music. But it's certainly interesting to talk about.
Moral of this novel: might not get a sick tan, but I'm having an amazing work experience, am going to work on my fitness, continue to love the most amazing man I know, and ponder life. Does a summer get better than that?
There is so, so, so much that I am thankful for. Universe, God, whoever, THANKS! :)
Work is on and off, busy days and super slow days with no meetings. I'm realizing that most of the projects that I'm working on are longer term than my time there. Which kinda sucks, because I'm wondering how many results of my work that I'll be seeing. Tomorrow is the end of week three! Also kinda annoyed that this week was my first week of pay, and I only got one week of pay... sure I'll get pay cheques 2 weeks after I finish, but I still don't have enough to make first and last, which was due at the beginning of the month. And regular rent coming in on the first of June... I get paid every week, which I guess is nice. I still plan on saving as much of it as I can, but my visa is still climbing, which sucks too.
Great thing about the job, is that my boss is adamant that I don't do any work at home. At all. My evenings and weekends are my own again, and I think that's more relieving than anything! Mentally stimulated during the day, but leaving it at work, that IS nice. Not the case during school.
On Monday I joined a gym, kinda randomly. I say kinda, because I was thinking about it and looking into it for a while, but only did it when I went to superstore for some soy milk, and saw that there was a goodlife fitness for women above it. Walked in, talked to them, and weaseled my way into a year contract, but $20/mo cheaper than normal. Oh yes. So far I went Monday (20 min row, weights), Tuesday (25 min elliptical, 10 min row), Wednesday I decided I shouldn't have gone Tuesday, and that I needed to fully recover, and tonight I went to a class. It was "body flow" and a combination between yoga, pilates, and tai chi. It was okay... not the chill from yoga, not as much abs as pilates... and tai chi was kinda... waving my arms around pretending I was wielding a sword..... yeah, ok.
The room filled quickly, and I was totally that poor bastard at the front of the room, the first person you see in the mirrors when you look. And it was my first night. But I think I held my own. And for once, when I would glance in the mirrors during poses and stretches, I would think... hey, I am looking good! I'm at an easy size 12 now, and on Monday, I weighed in at 157. I was never one to follow my weight, but I think it's been a long time since I was under 160. My secret goal, is to be a 10 by the end of summer. Last summer's clothing were 14s, and don't fit. Sad, because I loved those white bermuda shorts. Also debating what other goals I should have. 5k run? Maybe some erg goals? Any suggestions?
I need to figure out a plan. I'm fine with going Mon-Thu to the gym. It's so small and quiet, I really quite like it. Weekends are probably jogging and tennis sometimes. I can go to any goodlife gyms with the membership, so I could go to ones in Markham too, if I wanted.
Biggest fitness goal of the summer: get into the routine, so that I can carry it into next semester! I'll have this membership, and the gym is in the mall down the street from school, and I can't let laziness take over!!
Now the hnnn part. Kevin. Every weekend since school ended. I love it. He loves it. Needless to say, it's lovely. Nearing in on a year and a half, and I still get the occasional set of butterflies. His family is completely used to me, and I have good chats with his siblings. I've learned how to avoid his dad. And I've gotten used to fooling around on a mildly squeaky bed with hockey playing in the background. Sometimes being in his seemingly cardboard-walled house sucks.
Every weekend also means church every weekend. And I actually enjoy it. For me, it offers a morning where I have to stop, and reflect on things. Where myself and my life is challenged. Where I consider what I believe in. Also going to a place where people are super friendly and inviting, and overall wonderful. Last weekend was probably the best yet. People are beginning to recognize me as a somewhat regular, and I'm getting to know them as they get to know me, which is nice. It's also great, because it sparks really stimulating conversations between Kevin and I, as we both try and figure out our world, and how we fit in it. It's a good switch from the normal blah blah blah, which, in my opinion, is desperately needed in any relationship. He's also in this anthro course, and I was shocked to hear him say that he would seriously consider studying it for real if he didn't have music. But it's certainly interesting to talk about.
Moral of this novel: might not get a sick tan, but I'm having an amazing work experience, am going to work on my fitness, continue to love the most amazing man I know, and ponder life. Does a summer get better than that?
There is so, so, so much that I am thankful for. Universe, God, whoever, THANKS! :)