did you really think this was going to be about swine flu? well, you're wrong. i just haven't blogged in a while and i needed to catch your attention. it's like at my old job when we'd send emails to this guy who always ignored our emails, we'd put "free cookies!" or "party tonight!" in the subject line because we knew he'd read them (and he did.)but back to swine flu. CALM DOWN, you don't have it! it's just a cold! if you start throwing up blood (or slop,) i might be convinced. ugh, i hate swine flu/swine-related jokes.
i have an assistant at work now. someone suggested i call him Cog (and i do [in private conversations {with that one person.}]) it is so great having Cog...er...i mean, an assistant. i am slowly working my way toward NOT working 60 hours a week. since i last measured two weeks ago, i already like my life 45% more. thank you, CIMA (Cog, I Mean Assistant)
now i have time for other things again. movies, concerts, making out, meals, friday night lights, dinking around, cleaning, the gym...
i decided the only way i was going to make it to the gym this upcoming cold, dark, long, and cold and dark and long winter ahead of us is if i got myself a gym buddy. now, i've been wanting a good gym buddy for a while, but haven't had much luck. but i finally found one and just in time! we are MTB. we live near each other, we like to work out at the same general time of day, we like to stay at the gym approximately the same amount of time as each other and we both find the decision of which tv to be in front of on the treadmill to be very (very) important.
yesterday was our 2nd big date at the gym. we strategically planned our time so that we'd be moving from the treadmills to the ellipticals right as the office was starting. however, we got there a little earlier than planned so that by the time the office started we had been on the treadmills way longer than we normally would be and were both exhausted. but neither of us said anything to the other (you don't want to appear weak on your 2nd gym date with a new gym buddy.)
i stepped off the elliptical to get a drink. in this particular area of the gym, there is a step up to the machines that is about a foot and a half high. when going back to my elliptical i tripped over it. but i didn't fall. instead, i did the super embarrassing-looking stumbling/running forward really fast to try to catch myself thing. only, because the step-up ground was so much higher than the ground where i had started from, i was doing this super embarrassing-looking stumbling/running forward really fast to try to catch myself thing hunched really closely to the ground. AND, i had to grab onto some girls machine to steady myself. so basically i looked as dumb as you could POSSIBLY look in this situation. the only thing that could have made me look MORE idiotic would be if my pants had snagged on the step and ripped off. OR if i had nervous vomited.
i think i was too tired to be as embarrassed as i should have been (i should have been really effing embarrassed.) i don't think my gym buddy saw, though. phew! she might have broken up with me and we're still in the honeymoon phase.



