This gif just made my night:
this is where i’d keep my scratching post…IF I HAD ONE
Also, tonight I decided to go to the gym after school/work and it was a great choice. I feel fantastic, though a little guilty about eating 3 pieces of cranberry tort when I got home. But I think I stayed within my points.
I decided to try out the resistance training apparatus tonight. The second guy that was on the neighboring one was very friendly and kind enough to lower my bar for me when I couldn’t figure out how. I think he said stuff after too, but I don’t remember what, as I was too distracted by his good looks and the weird way he was using his pulley.
I think I’m going to be properly sore tomorrow. I very much look forward to those pains. I love muscle fever.
Today I’m grateful that I decided to take the initiative to seriously lose weight because few things feel better than shrinking out of your clothes and having to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe.
Not to mention, the progressive decrease in numerically sized clothing is such an ego booster. And so are the stares from strangers and the compliments from friends and the overall feeling of better health I feel in myself.
My younger self – middle school/high school self, would never have fathomed that I would go to the gym on a regular basis. That I would sweat bullets on maximum incline on the treadmill, or that I would be lifting weights and slowly gaining muscle.
I am damn proud of myself.
Even though I was a bad girl and ate kind of like a piggy this past week and gained 2.4 pounds. Sigh. It’s an ongoing battle.
Today I am grateful that I feel the aches of physical pain because it means that I’m alive. I’m also grateful that I feel emotional pain because it means I still have my humanity.
I’ve thought long and hard about Frank all day (I also ran into him again today at the gym!) and what he said to me about his out of body experience – that if God let him come back to Earth, he was not allowed to help alter anyone’s life. I think this must be the reason we met.
I have a friend who is extremely unhappy – like legitmately suicidal unhappy. It is in my instincts to help people as much as I can and he is a case that I won’t give up on. I think meeting Frank is a sign from God or the universe or what have you that despite my efforts, I cannot change him. And I know that. All I can do is help him to see the change he can be.
But God, if I could, I would take away all his pain and misery and replace it with all the joy and happiness in the world because he deserves it. But I can’t do that. No one can change another person. All we can do is try to infuse our positive thoughts so that they may help themselves.
A couple weeks ago, Mini Boss and I were having some in-depth discussion about I don’t know what and she said “you know, I truly believe God helps those who help themselves.” And I sat there nodding, absorbing the sentiment of that statement. I think she’s right. Whatever forces are out there, I find that they are stronger when one has the willingness and positivity and state of mind to help oneself get to whatever point one wants to be at.
That’s the first step. Learning to be in a more positive state of mind. It’s hard, believe me, I know. But it’s possible. I just wish I could just plug my state of mind into others’ like a plug into a socket.
Today I am grateful that I decided to go swimming after cardio and weight lifting because if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have met an amazing elderly ex-Marine/Naval officer named Frank.
Despite being a little bummed that I didn’t get more laps in, I’m grateful that I turned my head as I was about to start another lap, because that’s when he decided to tell me that I have a really good backstroke.
Two hours later at closing time, I found myself rushing out of the gym with no bra on, pool flip flops on my feet, the top button of my coat popping as I booked it out of there, but feeling much more intellectually enriched than when I entered the gym three and a half hours earlier.
He told me all kinds of great stories about being in the Marines and the Navy and we discussed religion and politics and ancient alien theorism and auras and out of body experiences and life and death and so much more. I find myself lucky to have encountered Frank. He taught me so much in so little time.
And that’s one of the best parts about life. Sometimes destiny just guides you to certain people or events so you can learn and grow and be a better person.
So I’ve been to the gym twice since I signed up on Friday, and I must say that I really enjoy being able to swim real laps. I don’t really enjoy having to share a lane sometimes, but that’s not a big issue. However, this reminds me: when I first got in the pool today, I shared a lane with a mother-daughter duo who had THE WORST B.O. ever. They weren’t swimming, just standing in the middle talking. And everytime I’d pass them above water, I wondered to myself it it was them or the arena that smelled so bad. It was them. The smell even lingered after they left. That’s how nasty it was.
I also ran into my ex-friend’s mom and she pulled me into the sauna where we talked about her daughter (my ex-friend) and her poor life choices, while I sat there not entirely sure if was sweating or just wet from the pool. Probably a mixture of both. It was nice to see her mom. I love that woman – she’s so interesting. She’s held so many jobs in her life, the wildest and more interesting of which IMO, was SHRIMP SNIFFING. Yup, you read that right. SHRIMP. SNIFFING. She sniffed shrimp to make sure they were fresh. I told her she could’ve been a wet nose.
I also ordered nettle shampoo and burdock oil with nettle for my hair. After talking to my mom about my hair shedding, she suggested I try nettle tea. She told me she used to use nettle shampoo in Romania and it made her hair really bouncy and soft and healthy, so I looked it up and found several brands on Amazon and ordered one from Russia. Amazon also suggested the burdock oil with nettle in it afterward, and after consulting my mom, I ordered that too – also from Russia. She reckons it’s probably gonna be really damn good.
Burdock oil with nettle oil I ordered for my hair.
I’m pretty excited actually. I always get really excited about new shampoo/body wash/other related bath essentials. I don’t know why. Like when I get new lotion, even though I’ll still have lotion left in my old lotion, I get really impatient and start to use the new stuff.
Side note, the photo I have above is from this website, of which I’ve spent the last half hour browsing and found elderflowers on and planned on buying some but apparently I have to have at least $30 of stuff in my cart in order to place an order. SIGH. All I want is some damn elderflowers!