ResistedNormalcy

So..  Contrary to popular belief, Scuba is hard.  It’s way cool, but requires much more physical and monetary exertion than I had ever planned.

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Kara has kept up with her no smoking pact thus far, and I’ve been working out.  Yay for both of us.  I started working out on Sunday, and actually busted my ass to get in shape.  We concentrated on chest, back, and cardio.

Felt real good leaving, I’ve been eating healthier and all that jazz.  I’m now a card-carrying member of the fitness bandwagon or whatnot.  Oh joy.

Come Monday..  ..to sum it up in a word.

“Blehhhhhh.”

Post-workout pains suck.  I mean — yay! — I know that I actually worked out hard enough to make my body hurt the next day, that’s good I guess.  But, bleh, simple things like moving your arms, opening doors, steering — all become waaaay more difficult.

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Monday just happened to be the first night that we actually suited up in Scuba.  Prior to Monday, we had just been doing snorkeling work — learning things like clearing your mask, rescue stuff, etc.

It didn’t occur to me that the tank and gear would weigh like 30 lbs.  Don’t get me wrong — normally, this wouldn’t have been an issue.  I’m not a complete lazy bastard.

But the day after working out the two most important muscle groups used for such complex tasks as standing, leaning over, or..  uh..  standing.. ..is not the day to strap a 30 lb backpack-o-crap on your back, and..     ..stand there.

Yeah, it’s not bad in the water.  And I’m sure it would’ve been fine, had we not had to listen to a 15 minute lecture on what we would actually be doing in the water — out of the water.  Whatever.

Blehhhhhhhhhhh.

Once we finally DID get in the water, no one conveyed to me how difficult it would be to just keep myself up right and not float into people.  I ended up just flailing about in the water trying to maintain a normal (non-drowning) position in the water.

Lesson Learned: I obviously have a ways to go in my Scuba studies.  Maybe I should enroll in Basic Dog Paddling instead. 

Blehhhhhhhhhhhhh. 

Filed under: Blather on October 11th, 2005 | No Comments »

Failure.
..bleh.  Complete and utter failure, and on the first day!  So, yesterday was supposed to be Day 1 of the No Smoking/Working Out accord.

How the hell do you crap out on a commitment on the first day?  I just don’t get it.  Likkkkkkkkkke, if you don’t want to quit smoking — don’t.

And I don’t understand why someone who was making a commitment to quit smoking would put themselves in a bar environment with their circle of “choo-choo” chain-smoking friends! On the first day, too! 

To me, that’s the equivalent of someone who’s trying to stop smoking crack spending the evening in a crack house to hang out with some friends who will also just happen to be smoking crack – even though he has absolutely no intentions of smoking crack, and they won’t offer him any, of course.

Uhh.. so, I wonder what the result could be?  Maybe he’s just strongwilled and will be fine.  

HE’S GONNA SMOKE CRACK.

So..  is this too harsh of a comparison?  Like..  it’s not even the smoking that bothers me so much as the lack of follow through on a commitment.  Bleh.

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[ begin positive reinforcement ]

So, she’s trying again today — which, to her credit, is very admirable.  And I’m all for that.  Go baby go!

Filed under: Blather on October 7th, 2005 | No Comments »

It sucks being broke.

But what sucks worse is actually making a halfway decent salary, and still being broke.  Bleh! :projectile vomit:

$80 some odd dollars to work with till Tuesday.  After the $50 I spend tonight getting drinks with Captain Faz — I shouldn’t have any other expenses..  ..right?  Heh.

I’m sure drinks tonight will be fun.  It’s funny, my girlfriend is wondering why I don’t have any guy friends to hang out with.  We’re both apparently going out for a girl’s night out, heh.

She’s spazzing out about the lack of couples we have to hang out with, too.   So, if jur a couple of cool peeps — and don’t want to try having sex with either of us, lol (aka, no swingers, please) – maybe drop us a line.

Anymeow, in other news..

The company I work for has a goal of going international by January.  I’d might actually get to fly back and forth between the US and Europe and make sure operations are running smoothly.  How punk rock is that?  I’m completely jazzed.

Filed under: Blather on October 6th, 2005 | No Comments »