Alright, I feel like I have a lot of updating to do. Here's a summary: In the past few days I began taking melatonin supplements for insomnia, began working out at the gym (everyday except today), made chili for Super Bowl at work, had most of it taken by a coworker (at least $10 worth of my hard-earned money), and got a dog to have adventures with.
GETTING RID OF INSOMNIA:
So my doctor recommended that I take melatonin to get rid of my insomnia. Essentially, your body produces melatonin to tell you to go to sleep. Often insomniacs don't produce melatonin correctly. The nonaddictive supplement trains your body to produce it again and after a month or two you're all better. I have noticed that I am sleeping a little better and when I wake up (after the 7 to 8 hours or so) I feel more refreshed (usually). So...yay for that.
GETTING IN SHAPE:
I also started going to the YMCA. I generally do 30 - 45 minutes of cardio, 30 minutes of weight training and then 10 or 15 minutes of stretching (depending on how sore I feel). It's been great. The YMCA has a Fit Linxx program that helps you monitor the weight your lifting and the calories you're burning. The wellness center employees can also look at your account and encourag you or yell at you for not showing up enough. It's great. And they have stationary bikes that have screens on them. You can bike through 15 different trails (like a redwood forest with a winding trail) or you can play a video game where you collect colored coins and then chase after dragons of corresponding colors (did I mention is was set in ancient China?). It's hilarious, except the seats make my ass hurt. I also started taking pilates, which is awesome. I missed pilates SOOOOO much.
SUPER BOWL 'STEALER':
Let me first point out my awesome pun in my subhead. I will not explain it for those who live under a rock. You just won't get to enjoy the glory of my brilliance, while the rest of you get to bask in it.
Alright, moving on. For the Super Bowl, we had a party at work wherein I vounteered to cook chili (which screams Super Bowl to me). I figured I'd make a crockpot-worth and then take what would likely be a good amount of leftovers home. Well the chili was so delicious that induced theivery in one of my coworkers (who incidentally happens to be the one that pisses me off the most on a day-to-day basis). When I had about a third of the pot left and everyone else had gotten their fill (including two bowls for the theif), I decided to pack it in. As I was going to, I walked over to discover the pot completely empty. Confused I asked someone else and they said George has scraped the pot clean, taking two tupperware bowls full of it home with him on his dinner break. All I have to say is what the fuck, you 50-year-old douche bag who makes twice as much as I do and gets full benefits (ie...I don't have money to you for several days!)? GRRRRRR -___-
BUDDY THE BORDER COLLIE:
It's a long story, but Jessie Beach's border collie (Buddy) is staying with us for probably a month or so. He is the most well-behaved dog ever. He sits, lays down, plays fetch, walks on a leash and rolls over like a champ. He's also very cuddly and now oddly attached to me (he follows me everywhere). Ufortunately, the combinationof separation anxiety, lonliness and new surroundings made Buddy the champion of the Buddy v. Window Blinds games. The day I started pilates class was our first full day with Buddy. No one was home but me, but I had been assured Buddy would have no problems. Upon return, every window blind with in his reach was shredded on the ground (3 downstairs and one in my room because I had left the door open). This put the score at Buddy 4, Blinds 0. Buddy easily kicked those blinds' ass...with a vegeance, really. But now he is fine (though we haven't left him alone since). I have played hours of fetch with him and took for a looooong walk around the neighborhood. He was beautiful. Whenever a car was coming, I got him to sit calmly next to me on the side of the road and he wouldn't move until I told him 'release.' And every night I come home from work and spend a wonderful 10 - 20 minutes rubbing his belly and scratching his special spots. I missed having a dog SOOOOOO much.
GOING HOME:
So, because our head page designer is off redesigning the paper, the work schedule is wacky. Because of this, I have Friday and Saturday off this week. I've decided to go home. My step-grandfather died a few days ago, so I should pay my respects and all that. And my mom is planning to take y neice snow tubing for the first time. That I want to pick up my bike so when the weather gets warmer me and Travis can go exploring. I think it'll be okay, but I'm never quite too sure about going home.