Daily Recap for 2-20-6

(Or, “I’m trying, okay?”)

I awoke before my alarm. I was distressed while going to bed last night, nearly crying myself to sleep. Getting up before my alarm made me feel better. An iota of focus (I overuse that word, iota), keeping a mental checklist of the things I have to do in the morning. Really doesn’t take that long. Get up, get dressed, drink half a glass of water (didn’t reiterative urination effect), put water on for oatmeal, wash hands, pee, and rinse face (in that order, I want only clean hands touching my pecker), turned off boiling water, splash a little water on two packets of oatmeal and add a dash of milk to perfect flavor, sit down to eat while doing rounds. Rounds in morning never take long. Food is downed fast. Put shoes on at 7:40. Brush teeth at 7:45. Well, so I wanted. Drive to CCM, change clothes, head to cardio room and get heart rate up while teach takes attendence.

I think he likes me. Well, maybe. He at least knows my name now and has stopped calling me Scott. *laughs* He’s a light-hearted guy, he doesn’t take himself seriously. If he’s explaining something, he’ll go on and have that millisecond pause for people to answer, and knowing that nobody knows, he’ll say, “Right, it’s .. “, sarcastically acknowledging that nobody said anything. Anyway, he said last Wednesday that I’m coming along nicely, or something. What was it? “Good job today.” I think it was after I was bench pressing. I’ve adapted to his progressive weight in successive sets pattern.

Today’s workout: (Not in order performed.)

BB Bench Press: 17 @ 70 lbs, 8 @ 80 lbs, 6 @ 85 lbs
Back Row: 16 @ 40 lbs, 10 @ 42.5 lbs, 6 @ 42.5 lbs
BB Shoulder Press: 20 @ 45 lbs, 10 @ 55 lbs, 4 @ 60 lbs
Arm Curl: 18 @ 45 lbs, 10 @ 50 lbs, 4 @ 55 lbs
Squat: 20 @ 80 lbs, 10 @ 100 lbs, 6 @ 115 lbs
Back Extension: 14 @ 5 lbs, 10, 6 @ bodyweight, arms extended

I had already written down what weights I would use this morning before class, so I wouldn’t have to think too hard between sets. It’s a lot of numbers, as opposed to using the same weight each set. I was paired with the only other girl in the class, Jody. *nods* I await being paired with Ted, who really does look like a gymrat. He was telling me to help Jody get through a “sticking point” when she was doing arm curls. Excuse me? If you don’t do the entire exercise yourself, then you’re doing less weight, and you’re effectively cheating yourself. If you really can’t complete the rep, then you say so. It also really annoys me when spotters rack the weight early, before I felt like I’ve hit the top of a rep. Ahem.

*looks* 8 @ 80 lbs for bench press. Gee, isn’t that what I intended to do this weekend for bench pressing? There sets of 8. I’ll be just fine. Twenty reps is a lot, and I just don’t see the point in struggling to finish those few reps, I’d rather do it until I struggle, and conserve my energy for the higher weighted later sets.

Still haven’t gone (one rep short) to failure on squats yet. I started the course doing twenty reps at 45 lbs, as I didn’t want to overshoot myself. My form has improved a lot in the past month. Thing is, by the end of twenty reps, I find myself winded. Hence my gradual addition of five pounds each time. I should hit a wall eventually. Wednesday will see 85/105/120 lbs, for the sets. GOOO MEEE. *giggles*

I could probably do more on the back row, but the thing is.. The hardest part is when it’s close to your chest. I don’t want to cheat range of motion. That squeezing of the shoulder blades is the most important part of the exercise, otherwise it’s just a bicep exercise with a light rear deltoid aspect.

I hate arm curls. Have I mentioned that? I believe so.

I felt my lower back get tired when I was doing extensions, so I stopped short, then did then freeweight. There is absolutely NO POINT in risking a sore back again. With practice, I’m learning my body. I like that.

I had to cut the workout short because I had to head to C++. As I said to teach, “I hit the most important exercises.” To compensate for calf raises, there’s this one hill I have to walk up to leave the campus. I did calf raises while walking up the hill. : D Hey, that’s real-world application!

I realized last night that I lost my blingdrive. That really saddened me last night. I realized I probably left it in the computer in the 1337 computer lab. I went over there before C++ (despite being late, but I knew I’d need it for class) and that clueless dude at the desk didn’t have it. Sigh.

I walked in late – but I wasn’t the only late person. A girl sat down at the computer next to me, and I said to her, “Oh good, I don’t like being the only late person.” I call that a scattershot. Well, okay, it’s an idea Cliff brought up ages ago. I’ve probably been doing it for years, but he conceptualized it. Just saying things seeing if anybody will respond. Granted it was one person, but it was something. And I do believe I got a response.

We snuck a few words to each other through class. She then looked up my introduction on WebCT, and asked about why I left Rutgers. I said it was a story. Which it is. Last twenty minutes, teach suggested we start the homework. Get this: I finished it. Perfect output. I smack my forehead. I quickly wrote the psuedocode, and after I wrote the first two for loops, I realized it was just a switching of the for statements. For the third and fourth problems, you just add another loop. I laughed. I gmailed the source code to myself, as I am lacking a blingdrive.

Immediately after, I headed to the cafeteria where I was supposed to have a meeting with my Systems Analysis group. For most of the meeting, I felt like they were talking in some sort of greek Office Space language. Might as well be discussing TPS reports. I am so utterly clueless as for what we’re supposed to be learning in that class. When that happens, I lose all motivation. Adam stated that they didn’t really know what they were doing either, they were just bullshitting it. *smacks forehead* You have to be careful when you tell me to bullshit, because then I just go into full-swing using articulate language. Ahem.

That came and went, and I fetched a hockey puck to eat, and sat by myself. I noticed Kelli around (the aforementioned female), and wondered how right my instincts were. I just get vibes from people, and I liked her vibe. In class, I caught myself comparing our facial structure, reckoning that we’d create cute kids. Who the HELL thinks things like that in the middle of class after meeting a member of the opposite sex that walked in late? (Oops? *giggles*)

Anyway. She sat down opposite of me, and continued asking me questions. You really can’t fathom how timid I am in person. She asked about Rutgers, and I told her why I left. (Well, not the REALLY juicy details, but enough.) She started to say how she’d see me next Monday, but somehow we continued talking for a moment. Almost finished with my burger, she grabbed my bookbag and said, “Come sit with these guys.”

So I did. I can just tell when girls will do little things like that. I’d met Genghis before, but the restof these people I’d never met before. As usual, my adreneline was high and I couldn’t get my heartrate to calm down. Nervous? Oh yes. I told myself to calm down, be cool, and don’t be too judgemental. After all, my own friends are rather weird when they’re in their own element. Time passes. Kelli actually got up to GOTO class. This seemed to be a rather social table, people coming and going. One chick kept mentioning how she’d just met them. Hrm.

A card game. I don’t remember whose idea it was. Egyptian Ratscrew? Or whatever silly name it was. If you see two consecutive cards, or a sandwich of cards (like a four, then any card, then another four), you can slap down and steal the cards. Non-face cards are like buffers. Jacks are most important. Put a jack down, if the next person does not have a face card, person who put the jack down gets the pile of cards in the middle. It’s war-style, you can’t see your own cards. Queen, King, and Ace, the next person has to put down 2, 3, and 4 cards, respectively, before the pile goes to the person who put down the face card. If someone puts a face card down, play continues.

*twirls finger*

That was more or less when I relaxed. I tend to be very timid at new things, and lost all my cards fast, unsure of when to slap. At some point, I was able to slap and get some cards back. An hour later, everybody else lost their cards, and it was just me and God. ..Hey, don’t ask me, he sat down and introduced himself as God. I said in return, “I’m Tim.” He said, “Yes, I knew that already.” ..*laughs* Anyway, God won, as he stole my jacks.

Typically after such an awkward social situation, I’m pensive to declare the outcome of it. But, that’s been my problem, worrying about what will happen rather than just accepting things as they are. We shall see. Kelli may or may not be my type, but hey, she’s cute and outgoing. What else do I need to know?

Went to Child Psych. At the beginning of class, I wrote in my auxilery notepad my plans for the evening, hour by hour. I’ve been wanting to try this, but I’ve been so scared to try. So. I told myself to try. My fear is that I won’t be able to do anything I want.

Ahem. THERE’S NOTHING I WANT TO DO ANYWAY. Hello! If there’s something I want to do instead, that’s GOOD thing! Having a schedule is just an guideline, it’s something to look forward to.

Came home, took shoes off, put slippers on, grabbed first of many glasses of orange jews. Peed, washed my tugger and my pee pee, tuggified myself. (Did I say pee pee? Damn, I’ve been around ODB too long.) Did my rounds while having a snack. Cleaned off my bed. Sat down and started in on the chapter on mistakes. (ie perfectionism) Stopped when I felt my attention waning. Started writing some of this entry. Ate dinner. Discussed with Miss Lauren via GChat our desire to pounce each other. We take such beautiful pictures of ourselves, the resulting combination would likely cause a ripple in the fabric of space-time. Folded that laundry I’d been avoiding for weeks. Put that final load in. Ate a PB&J because I wanted a snack, and because I like protein and fiber.

Bullshitted something for Systems Analysis. I swear, that’s all it seems to be, so far. An exercise in articulate language when in fact you’re not saying anything. But that’s life, I suppose. Made an approximate plan for tomorrow morning. Want to get up early for a short run – then take a shower, eat, relax, head to CCM, do spanish HW, relax, and have three classes. I’ll go brush my teeth now, and head to bed.