Gina, The Gym, And Getting Back Into A Routine

“I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.” ~Edward Everett Hale

So right now, I should be outlining a paper for my C.S. Lewis class, however that isn’t happening. I don’t know if I have the knack to write for this professor. She’s interesting and at times I think she is crazy. However, once you get old, I think you have every right to be crazy.

Last week I went home and tried to spend the weekend at my parent’s house. I say tried to because it didn’t happen completely. I went home Friday and spent a wonderful evening with my parents. We sat outside and talked. I had Coronas, my mother had wine and my dad had some beer. It was nice to just relax and be with my family.

Then Saturday morning I spent running errands with my dad, while my mother worked for a bit that morning. When my mom got off of work, the three of us went out for lunch and then looked at apartments. It was funny because my dad isn’t big on looking at homes. My parents are eventually going to move out of their house, but my mother is the one who goes to look at houses. However, my dad actually came and looked at apartments with us. It was funny and nice.

We came home and my parents went for a drive while I read for a class. While I was reading, Manny called me. I was a little surprised and he informed me that Gina had just called him in tears and he didn’t know what to do. So I called Gina and found out that her boyfriend had broken up with her. Well, basically he wants to take a break. She wasn’t handling it very well and called Manny and Vinnie because she knew I was out of town. Well, Manny and Vinnie were actually in the same city as me that weekend visiting friends.

Gina doesn’t have a lot of friends in our uni town. She graduated two years ago with her degree. She took courses last year because she graduated early and didn’t want to leave uni yet, and she was dating her guy. Well, she stuck around this year because she and her guy were pretty serious. She thinks that he is the one and that they will eventually get married. So her friends really consist of her guy, me and some people she works with.

Well, she was in a bad way, so I said I would drive back to uni and hang out with her that night. I ate dinner with my parents and felt bad about leaving. However, my parents understood. If you aren’t there for your friends, who is going to be there for you, is how I look at this whole situation. So that night we ended up hanging out and watching movies. No one should be alone on the night their boyfriend breaks up with them.

Well, the drama of that brought about Gina wanting to start going to the gym. Which is cool with me because I needed some motivation to get back to the gym. So Gina and I started going to the gym this week. She picked me up Monday morning at 6 and we went together. She didn’t go on Tuesday, but I did. This made me feel good. Wednesday we went again at 6. Today I managed to get out of bed and was at the gym by 6:15. I had eaten breakfast and I worked out. I did 30 minutes of cardio and an hour of weights. It felt great. I forget how good it feels to work out. I showered at the gym and drove to the work at 9.

Getting up this early has me going to bed very early. I’m hitting the sack between 9:30 -10 now. Which is good, because I get a good night’s sleep. However, it is also great because on the Monday, Wednesday and Friday I have free time for me in my mornings. I come back from the gym by 7 and I take a shower. Then hang out in my room in my robe just reading or flipping through magazines till 8. I eventually get dressed, have a few cups of tea, some breakfast, make my lunch, and read the BBC online. Then I wander up to campus by 10. It’s not rushed like when I wake up 45 minutes before I have to be in class. I am hoping this continues. I’m planning on making this continue. I’ve put on weight this year and I have to be seen in a swimsuit by the end of May. So this is going to work.

There’s a lot more to write about, but I can’t think of it right now. Eventually I’m going to start writing a lot more like I used to. Building back up to it slowly.