There goes my buzz....

A bottle of wine deep and two-thirds of the bathroom cleaned when Murphy comes a knockin' at my door.  I thought I would spend my Friday night at home packing crap and cleaning house.  I got tired of packing crap so I figured I would make the bathroom nice.  A nice uneventful evening at home cleaning, packing and drinking wine right?

No, not right.

The fucking shower knob thingamajigger broke.  It's not the first time... the first time it was age that made the plastic part inside break.  This time it's cheap plastic (replaced by even cheaper property management) that caused the problem.  You turn the knob but the plastic part inside is not grabbing the inner bits that cause the water to come out.  I can actually see the plastic innards have snapped apart.

Mine is not a Moen, it has no brand.

So here I am at 21:30, in my house garb, sweaty and hands smelling of bathroom cleansers with a broken shower.

I call the maintenance hot-line, which I can tell is located somewhere in The South.  If I know anything, I know that maintenance here works at the speed of a one-legged man who broke his one leg.  I spent the day working and then attending high school graduation out on this unusually warm, sunny day.  THEN I went home to slave some more.  I wanted a damn shower.

Then I call my gym, I never go at night.  They close at 11 on Fridays so I have time to get over there and wash up.  Then the brilliant idea hits me, I should have a little run/brisk walk while I am there.  I have time for a little exercise before my shower.  

So now I am clean with a broken shower.  I have an empty bottle of wine that I feel none of the effects of having imbibed.  It's now approaching midnight, should I pop open the soju?

It's probably best I do not since I am supposed to help a friend move to his new place first thing in the morning.  -_-

I probably shouldn't have gone down to 7-11 for a French Vanilla Cappuccino either.  I hope tonight isn't a sign of how 'smooth' my weekend will go.

Month #2 at the gym; complete.

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly Theme, Intro

The Good

• I seem to be acquiring a butt. This may be bad for some people, namely the ones that say they look at pizza and gain weight. I am one of those few that has no ass. I have to wear belts with EVERYTHING because I have no ass to hold up my pants. Not to mention my hips belong to those of a 12 year old boy. So the benefits of working out shows, on my butt muscles, in a positive way. Maybe now when I sit on a curb my butt won't hurt as much.
• My boobs have suddenly become much perkier. I guess I have been building up my pecs from all the swimming I have been doing. My boobs are super perky and the strange little fat side rolls from my bra decided to pester someone else now. This is a good thing!
• I went to have my blood work done on my anemia and vitamin levels, doc says my vitamin levels are where they should be. I am also no longer anemic. She advises that I get another set of labs done in 3 months to make sure I am still doing well. Hooray! I only have to take one iron pill a day instead of 3 and my multivitamin. She even told me that I look pink and healthy!
  

The Bad

• I had the flu in February. After I got over the flu, I caught a cold. So I neglected going to the gym. I was going five days a week but I didn't feel well so I stayed home more often than usual. I also didn't want to share my awesome plague with the other gym members. I tried to go to the gym between sicknesses and I was just so exhausted after. I decided I would wait it out till I was okay instead of just prolonging feeling sick.
  
• I failed to weigh myself because I don't keep a scale at home and I wasn't at the gym as much as I wanted to go. So the last time my weight was checked I was down 2 more pounds (total of 6 pounds lost) at the doctors office, that was about two weeks ago. I will try to better track my weight from now on. I also don't track my measurements, is that important?
  

And The Ugly

• Chlorine fucking sucks! It makes my skin feel tight and itchy, yes I shower immediately after getting out of the pool. It has also caused my hair to start falling out. Luckily I have tons of hair and I am not too worried. But it is counter productive when I am finally, after decades of short hair, trying to grow it out. So I need to get a swim cap; problem solved. I just hate how much hair I lose when I brush and wash my hair. And I think the lack of fullness that I am used to is making me more paranoid about it. The mister says my hair looks just fine, sometimes I wonder if he is just saying it to be nice.

Month #1 at the gym; complete.

So since joining the gym at the end of December until now I have accomplished the following things:

• I have learned how not to drown in standing water. I can't really say that I KNOW how to swim now, but if I get tossed into a pool I can make my way out safely. No more drowning for me. I have to get past the fear of water in my nose and choking.
  
• I have lost 4 pounds. I was weighing myself every time I went to the gym. And I lost weight THEN GAINED! Well as it turns out, duh my body is starting to build muscle again. I have firmed up a bit and feel more energetic than before I was going to the gym. (I still eat and drink like a little piggy. Imagine if I changed my diet too!)
• I get healthy AND so does my husband since he goes with me to swim when I go too. Now if only he would just quit smoking!!!
• Going through one super cute bikini because it was meant to look nice, not serve me as my 5 times a week swim suit.
  
• Grew the balls to finally wear a bikini in public. People are at the gym for one reason or another and no one has a perfect body. So I got over my little self-consciousness after day one at the pool. (I am also saddened by the fact that most ladies never get over their body image issues.) I got over it and quite frankly I look nice.