Today, at the gym, I realized (again) what weakling I am. Not because I was particularly disappointed in how I was doing (because I did good! and it was fun!), but because I was about ready to throw up after less than 45 minutes of it all, haha.
Here’s something that’s been bothering me: how come everybody I complained to about a leg cramp I got in my sleep told me to drink water and eat bananas? When does everybody learn these pearls of wisdom? Why was I left in the dark for so many years? Do you know how many nights I have been jolted awake by excruciating pain in my calves?!?
And how is it possible that I, of all people, would need to drink more water?!? I already drink more of my beloved h20 than nearly anybody I know, and I go to the bathroom to empty my tank often enough to prove it. While I don’t eat an entire bunch of bananas every morning, I’d say I eat my fair share of them too.
This post was unexciting. But these thoughts (okay fine, along with a few others) are the ones I ponder deeply when I’m not in school.
Speaking of school… I start big girl school in a few weeks (1.5?); I am excited and terrified! A month from now I might be laughing at myself for freaking out. But there’s also a good chance I will be sitting in the corner, pulling my hair out, and crying because I cannot handle everything on my plate. Let’s hope for the first, if only because I like my current haircut. I don’t know if I will be going to any of the supplemental social events that have been planned, but dude. They sure baby the grad students at ucla. I’ve gotten more invitations to nearly-swanky events and mixers this week than I ever got as an undergrad here. I definitely appreciate it, but I mean… I’ve already decided to come here, it’s not like they have to woo me in.
Hopefully working out (I’ll stock up on water bottles and potassium sources) will be able to continue into the school year. Along with a few other wonderful things that have been happening these past few months.
