title-less due to brain-less author

Edited: I forgot to give this damned thing a title. Since when have I done that? I’m a fucking idiot today.

1. I have been a real diary slut/note whore lately. It’s embarassing and yet it’s true.

2. Chris and I are supposed to be leaving for a co-worker’s engagement party pretty soon here. He never likes doing this type of stuff – socializing with people he doesn’t know is not his strength (and quite frankly it’s definitely not mine either, so I do have empathy for him). Unfortunately he’s still not 100% after being sick, so he won’t even have the option of drinking alcohol. Which means I won’t if he can’t, so that’s kind of a shame. I told him we didn’t have to stay long; honestly though if he could drink and if we stayed long enough he’d probably have fun. My co-workers are pretty funny given some time and understanding… (and no, these aren’t the same co-workers that I’m close with, they’re more of the co-worker friend sort as opposed to friends who happen to b co-workers).

3. I should start exercising again. I did really well for a little while there, and then promptly fell off the bandwagon approximately two weeks ago. What, you ask, knocked me off?

— DISCLAIMER —
If you are male and/or easily squeamish and/or afraid of biological processes, skip the following.

My period. First of all, as most women know, you just really don’t feel like doing much of anything on your period. You feel all bloated and gross – jumping around, punching, and/or doing any sort of crunch just doesn’t really seem like the thing to do. Also, I have some sort of sciatic nerve problem (which I believe must be genetic because my mother also suffers from said condition – although hers is worse) that manifests itself while I’m on my period. So the core personal training I’ve been doing really hurts. (It’s manageable for the other 3-4 weeks per month.)

Ok, so after taking a week off… it’s very easy to take yet another week off… and thats where I now sit. I seriously need to get my butt back in gear. And actually the kick-boxing part has been a lot of fun, so I’d like to get back into it. Jab cross hook cross!

That’s all I’ve got.

(indecision)