The Last Thing I Needed First Thing This Morning

Today was just an awkward, tough, tiring day. Let me just give you the run down.

I was being proactive and got up early to try and get some reading done. My apartment since Monday has had a little smell of gas, but hey, I guess it was okay since I woke up Tuesday. So, I head out to Starbucks and got a few pages done in my chapter. I didn't have anything at home to make a lunch so I figured I would stop by Subway since they open early for breakfast and you can get sandwiches too. Well, this certain Subway on my route into work doesn't open until 9:30. A no go on the Subway.

I get to work and check my email and there was one from my mom. She proceeds to inform me that while she was driving in front of our house on her way to work, she noticed glass in the street by my car. My driver side window had been smashed in. Luckily I had cleaned out my car before I moved, so there was nothing in there to steal. But, my parents still have to get it fixed.





After work, Jason (yes girls, that's his real name!), one of my co-workers, told me he would check on my "gas leak". He figured it was just a pilot light on my stove that got blown out. So we walked to where his bike was left and found that all that remained was his chain and the front bike tire. The frame and back tire had been stolen. I felt horrible, but he said it was a cheap bike, he has another, and it happens all the time in the city. No wonder I see people walk into stores with their front tire and when they lock up their bike, they weave the lock through basically the entire bike. So when we got to my apartment, Jason was a little overwhelmed by how bad the gas smell was. Luckily is was only that the pilot light had blown out. Easy thing to fix.

My next task was to go to the gym and run, then meet with a personal trainer. I have never met with a personal trainer before so I was super excited. I knocked out a 2 mile run. Crunched for time! I then met up with Lance. We talked about nutrition, my current workout routine, what my goals are and how we can proceed. He really is going to touch on a lot of things and I'm looking forward to it. After we talked for a little while, he took me downstairs and we started on legs. He had me doing leg curls and we really didn't count reps. He had me start with 20, then do another 10 but he never stopped me after that number. He just had me keep going until he figured was good. After I rested, he added more weight and I went again. Next came the leg press and he did this the same way. Except with this exercise, he had my legs quivering. I like that feeling though. After one set of about I don't know, he added weight and I went for another unknown number of reps. Needless to say after that exercise, my legs were jello. We then went to arms and back and did some rows. Next came abs and then came triceps. Let me just tell you. My triceps are WEAK! I could barely last! The nice thing though and I appreciate this, Lance has me keep a very good form. He has me doing scapular stabilization during my upper body work and I have to maintain that throughout. So after we were finished, I signed up to meet with him Saturdays and Tuesdays. I'm excited to make this part of my routine and can't wait to see results.

On my way home from the gym, the one block I have to walk, I stopped at the corner deli/market to pick up a few things. Lance wants me to keep a food diary and to incorporate more protein into my diet. So, I bought a few things and headed home. I bought a new salad dressing and when I went to shake it up, the top flew up and dressing went everywhere. On the walls, on the stove, on the floor, on the cabinet and on my favorite sweatshirt. I cleaned it all up and then took off my sweatshirt. I wanted to make sure it wouldn't stain so I reached for the Shout. But, instead of Shout, I grabbed the Clorox Clean Up with Bleach and started spraying away. By the time I realized it, I had already covered about half the stain. So, I grabbed the Shout and went over the whole thing. I had to do an impromptu load of laundry so even though it's 12:15, I have to be at work at 6:30 in the morning, won't leave until after 9 pm, I'm up doing laundry. I just want to go to bed and put this day in the books. The sad thing is, this wasn't even that bad of a day. I've had worse and I know I will have even worse.