rambling.

Last nights Pilates kicked my ass. I never though it would be that strenuous or hard on my body. I’ll admit, I eyed my class before starting and most of them were my size or bigger and I assumed most of them were in the same mediocre shape I was in. Wrong. These ladies were Pilate Pro’s. They smiled and humored my inexperience and assured me it would get easier. The instructor, a humorous Asian lady who cracked jokes inbetween poses, made me promise before we began that I take the class three times in succession before I decided to completely hate it. I agreed so next Monday I will be suffering through another Pilates class.

All in all, I’m loving my gym experience. Believe it or not, I feel like I’m seeing results. I really have great metabolism and I only gain weight because I eat whatever I want when I want without thinking repercussions. In high school, my weight would jump +10/-10 lbs in just a week and the Doctors always said it was just a strange metabolism. Lately, my weight has stayed the same and it’s not the number I want it to be. Just working out this week and not eating like a piggy, I’m down 6lbs. I’m still eating three meals a day but I think the exercise gave my metabolism the extra kick it needed. It’s nice. Anti-Gym Chick is finally feeling the satisfaction she always saw everyone else get from the gym but sadly, never understood until now. Go Me.

Okay, so the St. Paddy’s Day Bash is getting me stressed out! Agh, it makes OCD a hard thing to live with…I tell yah! So many changes in flights, cancellations, time changes. Can’t we all just be simple? The whole idea is to meet in Beaverton so we can take as few cars as possible. Parking in Portland, specially on a Holiday weekend, SUCKS. It looks like it’s going to be Chris, Dave, Jose, Morgan, Trish, & Myself for sure. Maybe Hayley, Kymmi, Krystal & Alex. Dinner, Clubbin, Hotel, Drink. Simple yeah, if everyone was on the same time schedule.

Shit my desk is piling up. Peace Yo.