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Month three of the fitness escapade (not to be confused with the convention Escapade). I still have not lost any weight (well, to be honest, I don't weigh myself, as I do not know how to use those old fashioned scales with the bobbly things on them) and the tight pants and tops are still every bit as tight. In fact, I would actually say things are worse in that the other day I put on my undies like normal and the new, larger ones were too tight. That was a fair bit of what the fuckery I didn't understand. Maybe it's because it was in the hundreds here and I was so puffed up that I couldn't even wear my ring, but I think that's just how it is lately -- everything's still tight.

I also didn't exercise all last week because of the heat. The second floor of the gym is always abysmally hot and I couldn't face trying to do cardio there in such weather. I also didn't go for my in-between-gym walks for the heat reason. This week I'm making up for it, though, by getting back to my routine and going for some really challenging walks -- yesterday was not unlike a day hike in the Cascade foothills. And I've made all of them without stopping, so I know that at least my stamina has increased.

My main issue is the gym, honestly. On the days I prefer to go, I have to endure this miniature blowhard who seems to have quite a sycophantic coterie around him and who constantly shouts and brags and can't seem to talk below Brian Blessed level, even though his voice is nowhere near that basso profundo sort of quality. It never fails that he's everywhere I want to be and I just get so very tired of listening to him and his "duuuude, awesome!" friends. They're all loud and mentally deficient. But if I go on a M W F cycle, then I have to listen to the aerobics or whatever they're calling it these days class with the shrieking microphone woman and the tall white guy who bellows or the tiny Asian woman who whoop-whoop-whoops at top volume in between mic lady's instructions. Not to mention the pounding music. There is really no such thing as a quiet time there, except apparently in the afternoon at exactly the time I don't want to be caught on the freeway trying to get back home.

Oh how I wish I could afford to toss this gym membership and go somewhere nice. Somewhere close by. I really don't mind the working out, it's the people I can't stand, and this is what stopped me the last time. I have to try to find a head space that won't let me drop out.

I will probably be faced with at least some weight loss soon, though. After I get home from VVC, I go in to get my braces -- really aligners because I'm doing the Invisalign things. I'm so not looking forward to this -- no more sipping tea all day long, no more grazing on small bits of food, no more unplanned-out eating out. This will be my last bit of freedom for two years. Sob. No one I know cares anything about my anxiety about the braces thing, so I am busy feeling sorry for myself with extra helpings. I know this will be good for me in the long run and fix many of my mouth problems, but I really don't want to do it.

But first, VVC! OMG next week. I have so many discs to burn and covers to trim and liner notes to fold. AIIEEEE!

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Aug. 10th, 2009 09:01 pm (UTC)
I am getting a new iPod that will fit in an armband at some point here -- I can't find one that fits my ancient one. Unfortunately it won't really drown out the high level of noise, but I suppose it might make things a bit more bearable.
Aug. 8th, 2009 04:00 pm (UTC)
Dude, even at the nice gym it's not all hearts and roses. Yesterday I neglected to sequester a bench I would need later on, and these two guys doing free weights grabbed it, so in addition to having to listen to every fucking word about one guy's astounding retarded ex-girlfriend (who is 21, never had a job, and moving to Germany to live with a 52-y-o divorcé), I had to also do one of my routines modified because they were lounging around on my bench. Every time I wanted to say "If you're just going to chat, can I use that?" he would do another ten bicep curls.

Fucking men. They stare at the TVs for five minutes at a time and then remember why they're there, or they're as big of gossip queens as any woman. I find myself more irritated by the bad workout habits of men than by any woman I've seen.

If you want to make a workout date, I'd be happy to do that with you. I lost all my weight with AdventX and with working out with Kellie before I ever had a gym membership.
Aug. 10th, 2009 09:02 pm (UTC)
True dat -- I suppose the grass is always greener. Though you've seen how crappy my place is. ;-) Everything seems nicer in comparison.

What kind of workout date do you want to do? Are you running again? That's definitely out of my league, but I can do other things, of course.
Aug. 11th, 2009 04:52 am (UTC)
I ran for five minutes today, so I suppose that qualifies.

I'd have to think up a routine for us, since you have bum knees and all. It would probably involve calisthenics.
Aug. 10th, 2009 08:59 pm (UTC)
I could never do the gym.

I have braces! I've had them for almost two years now and it's been a cool ride :)

I didn't really know what to expect, but I've had a blast with them.
Aug. 10th, 2009 09:05 pm (UTC)
Do you have the aligners, or the metal ones? I'm mostly freaking out about the fact that taking the aligners out to constantly graze or sip like I usually do is sort of counter productive, so I am facing a pretty dramatic shift in how I just do my usual day to day living. And two years... it's just such a long, long time.
Aug. 11th, 2009 06:12 am (UTC)
I have an 'invisible' plastic retainer on the bottom teeth and regular metal brackets on the top. I have to take the retainer out to eat or drink anything hot, but I have to say, it's helped me stop grazing during the day, except for coffee.

I haven't even really noticed the time passing - and it looks as though I'm going to have them in for the full two years as well. You just get used to them. And I'll have such nice, straight teeth :)

I really hope you have a good experience with yours.
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