I realized I've been clenching my jaw more often than I don't. So, I broke down and bought a mouth guard today. Took a nap earlier to try it out (and also because I was really sleepy) and discovered that I've been grinding my teeth, as well.
Massage scheduled for Wednesday. I really need to learn how to relax.
Short post today. Carry on.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Temporary home
It's been an interesting few days..
I had my first crappy night at the gym, which was bound to happen. I got about 1/4 of a mile into my run and my calves started cramping, which moved up to my knees and my thighs. I tried to stretch it out, to no avail, still made it a mile and a half. I think it's time for new shoes and/or impact absorbing insoles. The pain kept me out of the gym for a few days, picking up again should be fun.
I came home from school on Thursday and found a kennel on my porch and two green eyes staring at me from inside. I thought stuff like that only happened in stories- no one in real life just drops animals (or babies) off on porches. They didn't even bother to leave a note or anything. I had no idea how I was even going to begin to explain to Josh how I just FOUND a cat on our doorstep.
I brought it inside and holed up in the bathroom.. just in case it decided to freak out, or was covered in whatever a random cat could be covered in. I won't lie.. it felt like I'd been visited by the kitty fairy- giddy and excited. I opened up the crate and this BEAUTIFUL black cat walks out. Hands down one of the prettiest (and biggest) cats I've ever had the privilege of taking care of. She's the size of a smaller dog, and now she's getting comfortable on my bathroom counter.
I knew there was no way we'd be able to keep her- not with my allergies and Josh's disdain for cats, but she was so sweet and not at all shy about making herself at home. She was a perfect shadow, and a grade A nappin' buddy. It took a couple days, but we managed to find a home for her with some friends from work. I cried to Josh last night that I didn't want to take her to a shelter because they'd just put her down, and she's far too good natured to not get a chance to be someone's companion.
I cried to Josh about quite a bit last night. Laura got a wee drunk off several Wee Heavies. We hit up the Scottish and import beer festival last night, got some neat swag and won a free stay at Pub Life! Bitchin' hangover today, puffy eyes and all.. probably one of the worst I've ever had. Wendy's Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger fixed my stomach right up, but I'm still waiting on the headache to subside.
We're headed to Singleton's tonight to enjoy some delicious fish.. mmm...
I had my first crappy night at the gym, which was bound to happen. I got about 1/4 of a mile into my run and my calves started cramping, which moved up to my knees and my thighs. I tried to stretch it out, to no avail, still made it a mile and a half. I think it's time for new shoes and/or impact absorbing insoles. The pain kept me out of the gym for a few days, picking up again should be fun.
I came home from school on Thursday and found a kennel on my porch and two green eyes staring at me from inside. I thought stuff like that only happened in stories- no one in real life just drops animals (or babies) off on porches. They didn't even bother to leave a note or anything. I had no idea how I was even going to begin to explain to Josh how I just FOUND a cat on our doorstep.
I brought it inside and holed up in the bathroom.. just in case it decided to freak out, or was covered in whatever a random cat could be covered in. I won't lie.. it felt like I'd been visited by the kitty fairy- giddy and excited. I opened up the crate and this BEAUTIFUL black cat walks out. Hands down one of the prettiest (and biggest) cats I've ever had the privilege of taking care of. She's the size of a smaller dog, and now she's getting comfortable on my bathroom counter.
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| You're a kitty! |
I knew there was no way we'd be able to keep her- not with my allergies and Josh's disdain for cats, but she was so sweet and not at all shy about making herself at home. She was a perfect shadow, and a grade A nappin' buddy. It took a couple days, but we managed to find a home for her with some friends from work. I cried to Josh last night that I didn't want to take her to a shelter because they'd just put her down, and she's far too good natured to not get a chance to be someone's companion.
I cried to Josh about quite a bit last night. Laura got a wee drunk off several Wee Heavies. We hit up the Scottish and import beer festival last night, got some neat swag and won a free stay at Pub Life! Bitchin' hangover today, puffy eyes and all.. probably one of the worst I've ever had. Wendy's Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger fixed my stomach right up, but I'm still waiting on the headache to subside.
We're headed to Singleton's tonight to enjoy some delicious fish.. mmm...
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
So I made my friends watch Pink Flamingos and now I'm not sure if I have friends anymore..
A couple weeks ago, a few friends of mine decided that we should set up a weekly movie/dinner night. Great idea- a weekly hang out, explore new movies, pester Tara's cats. Win/win.
The first pick was Tacos & Gothika. I love tacos, but I learned that I can't watch suspense movies, especially not inebriated.
Last night, Tara made chicken and vegetable curry. It was sooo good. My pick was Pink Flamingos. Let me (attempt to) redeem myself by saying:
1- I'd never seen Pink Flamingos prior to movie night last night.
2- Chicken rape? I'm so sorry.
3- I had no idea there would be a gaping asshole.
4- The turd in a box was funny.
Josh is up next, his pick is Memento. I'm sure everyone is thrilled that I won't get another movie pick for a few weeks. I promise that I won't pick anymore bizarre B movies. I won't even suggest Grey Gardens.. Maybe I should pick a selection and leave it up to the rest of the group.
Dear friends, I look forward to weeks of attempting to gain back your respect. If I am unable to do so, please don't hold it against Josh. He's such a nice boy.
The first pick was Tacos & Gothika. I love tacos, but I learned that I can't watch suspense movies, especially not inebriated.
Last night, Tara made chicken and vegetable curry. It was sooo good. My pick was Pink Flamingos. Let me (attempt to) redeem myself by saying:
1- I'd never seen Pink Flamingos prior to movie night last night.
2- Chicken rape? I'm so sorry.
3- I had no idea there would be a gaping asshole.
4- The turd in a box was funny.
Josh is up next, his pick is Memento. I'm sure everyone is thrilled that I won't get another movie pick for a few weeks. I promise that I won't pick anymore bizarre B movies. I won't even suggest Grey Gardens.. Maybe I should pick a selection and leave it up to the rest of the group.
Dear friends, I look forward to weeks of attempting to gain back your respect. If I am unable to do so, please don't hold it against Josh. He's such a nice boy.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
I don't wanna get bungled in.
WOO! Finished week 4 of couch to 5k! *celebratory pat on the back* I thought for sure that
I wouldn't be able to make it through this week, nevermind finish and still have enough energy at the end to throw down a few more minutes of running! Go me, go me.. it's almost my birthday.. I'm gonna make 25 look good.
Still not shedding the poundage I'd like to, but I can see a difference in my arms and legs just from running and lifting. I downloaded an app called My Fitness Pal, so it's been a hell of a lot easier keeping track of what I eat. Must.. Keep.. Hands.. Out.. Of.. Candy.. Jar... Gum has been my saving grace the past few days. I'm trying to keep myself from fridge sniping when I'm bored and eying the payday bars on the candy rack at work. (I caved and had one today.. but I ran it off at the gym and it was worth every delicious calorie.)
I'm planning on repeating week 4 to build up my endurance to start week 5 next week. I went from comfortably doing 1.3 miles to 2 miles pretty quickly, so hopefully this week will give me the extra boost I need to finally nail that last mile. I increased my walking speed from 2.5 to 3 and my jogging speed from 4.5 to 4.7. I'm not setting any speed goals until after I finish and thoroughly reward myself (new tattoo whoop whoop!!)
In other news, I got a new phone! Picked up the HTC Evo and it's AWESOME. I've been nerding out over this thing since I got it. It's been a total geek-gasm. Josh is jealous, as he should be. He's still sold on getting an iPhone when Verizon launches them in February.
Family life is still stressful. I won't divulge gory details, but it's not exactly a field of daisies. I had somewhat of an epiphany a few days ago. I spent so many years trying to keep from drawing my mom's attention, that it's crept over into my personal life. I've been afraid to draw attention, exceed expectations, or do anything that would single me out. I can't do that anymore. I'm too awesome. It's time to start living for Laura and stop holding myself back. As my grandmother told me: my life is now. And as my geography professor said: brag about your accomplishments- you accomplished something, so you should be proud.
It hit me today, I don't miss beer half as much as I thought I would. Now I have an excuse to only drink the good stuff. Josh brought home a couple UFO's and two different Deliriums that I'm giddy to try.
Also- I'm getting married in SIX months. (*glee*) The Ricky Gervais show is the funniest thing I've ever seen. Karl Pilkington is my favorite person to quote right now.
I wouldn't be able to make it through this week, nevermind finish and still have enough energy at the end to throw down a few more minutes of running! Go me, go me.. it's almost my birthday.. I'm gonna make 25 look good.
Still not shedding the poundage I'd like to, but I can see a difference in my arms and legs just from running and lifting. I downloaded an app called My Fitness Pal, so it's been a hell of a lot easier keeping track of what I eat. Must.. Keep.. Hands.. Out.. Of.. Candy.. Jar... Gum has been my saving grace the past few days. I'm trying to keep myself from fridge sniping when I'm bored and eying the payday bars on the candy rack at work. (I caved and had one today.. but I ran it off at the gym and it was worth every delicious calorie.)
I'm planning on repeating week 4 to build up my endurance to start week 5 next week. I went from comfortably doing 1.3 miles to 2 miles pretty quickly, so hopefully this week will give me the extra boost I need to finally nail that last mile. I increased my walking speed from 2.5 to 3 and my jogging speed from 4.5 to 4.7. I'm not setting any speed goals until after I finish and thoroughly reward myself (new tattoo whoop whoop!!)
In other news, I got a new phone! Picked up the HTC Evo and it's AWESOME. I've been nerding out over this thing since I got it. It's been a total geek-gasm. Josh is jealous, as he should be. He's still sold on getting an iPhone when Verizon launches them in February.
Family life is still stressful. I won't divulge gory details, but it's not exactly a field of daisies. I had somewhat of an epiphany a few days ago. I spent so many years trying to keep from drawing my mom's attention, that it's crept over into my personal life. I've been afraid to draw attention, exceed expectations, or do anything that would single me out. I can't do that anymore. I'm too awesome. It's time to start living for Laura and stop holding myself back. As my grandmother told me: my life is now. And as my geography professor said: brag about your accomplishments- you accomplished something, so you should be proud.
It hit me today, I don't miss beer half as much as I thought I would. Now I have an excuse to only drink the good stuff. Josh brought home a couple UFO's and two different Deliriums that I'm giddy to try.
Also- I'm getting married in SIX months. (*glee*) The Ricky Gervais show is the funniest thing I've ever seen. Karl Pilkington is my favorite person to quote right now.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Learning to be tough: A rope of sand.
Let me preface this post by saying I've had a really shitty couple of days. Sorry for the all-too-personal post.
This week begins week 3 of couch to 5k- I'm proud of myself for making it this far! I've even added more weight to the exercises I've been doing outside of the jogging. Even though the scale isn't reflecting it yet, I feel a lot better and I'm sure once I finish the program I'll feel silly for worrying about something as petty as a scale number. Thanks to Josh's dad for sending us a Samsung Ro for christmas. I quickly realized that the length of my jogging and episodes of Clone High matched up perfectly. The downside- only one season, so at the end of two weeks I have to find something else to watch.
Lately I've had a lot of things pulling my attention and having a gym regimen to stick with has been a godsend. This year has decided to put more weight on my shoulders in the first 10 days than I thought I could carry.
My manager at work is completely unloading all her woes and frustrations about the store onto me- including (but not limited to) walking in the store to find her crying, near constant reminders of when her currency exchange lands- she's out of here, making me feel guilty for asking for a weekend off- even though I worked all through the holiday season- even picking up extra days so others could have the opportunity to take time off. I can only recall 3 days that I had off to spend with Josh over his two week vacation- one of those days was Xmas day- when the store was closed.
My mom is having another mental freakout- this happens every 3 months like clockwork. I thought a year later from when it started, it would be easier to handle. In a way, it is, but it's still hard to get screamed at, cried at, blamed and accused for her problems with everyone else. She and her therapist wonder why I'm so apprehensive about trying to re-establish communication. I'm not exactly thrilled about the idea of having to listen to her anymore, about anything. She says to me- "I have questions and I need answers from you. I'm reaching out to you, Laura, because I don't want to live in this world anymore." Thanks mom, love you, too. In the year that we've been estranged, you keep saying that you have questions, but you never ask them and I'm sick of waiting. I admitted something to myself the other day- I'm not even trying to make things better anymore. I don't want her to hate me for severing our ties, but as several people would say: what's the worst thing that could happen for me? That I could go on to live a normal life away from the constant barrage of emotional abuse. The worst thing that could happen to her- she'd realize what a complete unmanageable, short fused, blind bitch she's been all these years and maybe she could learn to be happy and well-adjusted.
I didn't go home this christmas- in a way it was liberating and much easier on our wallets. On the other hand.. I wish I would have. I found out yesterday that my Grandma Judy has cancer for the fourth time. She and my grandfather are hoping to get test results back today to find out what type it is, what stage it's in, if it's treatable or if it's even worth treating. She said her mammogram was clear in October, but a PET scan in November revealed that there was a lump in her breast and nodules in her lung. The tone of my grandfather's voice was heartbreaking. I wanted to crawl through the phone and hug him. In the two years that I've been in Florida- this is the first time I felt far away. Judy told me to be tough so that is what I will strive to be.
2011 will teach me to be tough. 2011 will not break me.
Brunch and then off to the gym. First day of spring semester tomorrow- here's hoping my financial aid will over the two classes I'm taking.
Sorry for the rant of a post. I'm not fishing for sympathy from anyone by any means. As I said in the beginning- I'm so thankful to have a structured schedule so that I have to only focus on one thing at a time. Also- I'm SOOOO excited for this weekend- Savannah with some of my favorite people. I'm pumped to get to play with our new camera, too!
This week begins week 3 of couch to 5k- I'm proud of myself for making it this far! I've even added more weight to the exercises I've been doing outside of the jogging. Even though the scale isn't reflecting it yet, I feel a lot better and I'm sure once I finish the program I'll feel silly for worrying about something as petty as a scale number. Thanks to Josh's dad for sending us a Samsung Ro for christmas. I quickly realized that the length of my jogging and episodes of Clone High matched up perfectly. The downside- only one season, so at the end of two weeks I have to find something else to watch.
Lately I've had a lot of things pulling my attention and having a gym regimen to stick with has been a godsend. This year has decided to put more weight on my shoulders in the first 10 days than I thought I could carry.
My manager at work is completely unloading all her woes and frustrations about the store onto me- including (but not limited to) walking in the store to find her crying, near constant reminders of when her currency exchange lands- she's out of here, making me feel guilty for asking for a weekend off- even though I worked all through the holiday season- even picking up extra days so others could have the opportunity to take time off. I can only recall 3 days that I had off to spend with Josh over his two week vacation- one of those days was Xmas day- when the store was closed.
My mom is having another mental freakout- this happens every 3 months like clockwork. I thought a year later from when it started, it would be easier to handle. In a way, it is, but it's still hard to get screamed at, cried at, blamed and accused for her problems with everyone else. She and her therapist wonder why I'm so apprehensive about trying to re-establish communication. I'm not exactly thrilled about the idea of having to listen to her anymore, about anything. She says to me- "I have questions and I need answers from you. I'm reaching out to you, Laura, because I don't want to live in this world anymore." Thanks mom, love you, too. In the year that we've been estranged, you keep saying that you have questions, but you never ask them and I'm sick of waiting. I admitted something to myself the other day- I'm not even trying to make things better anymore. I don't want her to hate me for severing our ties, but as several people would say: what's the worst thing that could happen for me? That I could go on to live a normal life away from the constant barrage of emotional abuse. The worst thing that could happen to her- she'd realize what a complete unmanageable, short fused, blind bitch she's been all these years and maybe she could learn to be happy and well-adjusted.
I didn't go home this christmas- in a way it was liberating and much easier on our wallets. On the other hand.. I wish I would have. I found out yesterday that my Grandma Judy has cancer for the fourth time. She and my grandfather are hoping to get test results back today to find out what type it is, what stage it's in, if it's treatable or if it's even worth treating. She said her mammogram was clear in October, but a PET scan in November revealed that there was a lump in her breast and nodules in her lung. The tone of my grandfather's voice was heartbreaking. I wanted to crawl through the phone and hug him. In the two years that I've been in Florida- this is the first time I felt far away. Judy told me to be tough so that is what I will strive to be.
2011 will teach me to be tough. 2011 will not break me.
Brunch and then off to the gym. First day of spring semester tomorrow- here's hoping my financial aid will over the two classes I'm taking.
Sorry for the rant of a post. I'm not fishing for sympathy from anyone by any means. As I said in the beginning- I'm so thankful to have a structured schedule so that I have to only focus on one thing at a time. Also- I'm SOOOO excited for this weekend- Savannah with some of my favorite people. I'm pumped to get to play with our new camera, too!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Happy New Year!
Wow, it's all ready 2011. This year is going to be spectacular! This month makes 3 years with Josh, 25th birthday in February, wedding in July, and honeymoon after that! Talk about having a list of things to look forward to. :)
I'm really enjoying the gym- much more now that I've got a jogging buddy. The couch to 5k workout is coming along nicely. I'm in the middle of week 2 now. Only 6 more weeks to go after this! Definitely feeling it a lot more in my legs now that the jogging time has increased. I've been retaining water like a motherfucker, so I haven't (noticeably) shed any weight yet- but it's still very early in the game. In order to lose water weight, you drink more water, right? Hopefully the google gods will provide me with an answer.
Had the first (and likely last) falling out with my parents this year all ready. Hopefully the trend from last year stops. Too much unnecessary stress and anxiety. I, for one, don't enjoy quarterly guilt-riddled emails rehashing problems that don't concern me. It's tiresome to shoulder that burden any longer- especially when it interferes with time that I could spend being happy about something else.
I hope everyone out there had a great new years eve! When I get some time tomorrow, I plan on putting together my top 10 albums of 2010. Keep your eyes peeled!
I'm really enjoying the gym- much more now that I've got a jogging buddy. The couch to 5k workout is coming along nicely. I'm in the middle of week 2 now. Only 6 more weeks to go after this! Definitely feeling it a lot more in my legs now that the jogging time has increased. I've been retaining water like a motherfucker, so I haven't (noticeably) shed any weight yet- but it's still very early in the game. In order to lose water weight, you drink more water, right? Hopefully the google gods will provide me with an answer.
Had the first (and likely last) falling out with my parents this year all ready. Hopefully the trend from last year stops. Too much unnecessary stress and anxiety. I, for one, don't enjoy quarterly guilt-riddled emails rehashing problems that don't concern me. It's tiresome to shoulder that burden any longer- especially when it interferes with time that I could spend being happy about something else.
I hope everyone out there had a great new years eve! When I get some time tomorrow, I plan on putting together my top 10 albums of 2010. Keep your eyes peeled!
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