Work Out Fine
It is a quiet Sunday, and after a few hours of fighting with my crappy crappy work laptop, trying to free up more space so I can do my work, I wait as two years worth of work writes to DVD so I can finally run Access. May 16 will be a sweet sweet day, when my warranty expires and I can finally order a new laptop! I can envision my new desk at our new office, with my brand spanking new laptop. Small and sleek, it will rest on my desk in its docking station, with a matching wide screen LCD monitor perfect for CAD, I think I'll keep my Mac keyboard because I love it so much, and perhaps an external drive because our IT is so retarded and the company won't give us more memory on the shared drives.
And while I wait the hour and a half for the DVD to finish, I have found this to be the perfect opportunity to reflect on the my start to the New Year.
On the eating front, forced detox turned out to be a Godsend. I pretty much cut out all of the junk I was eating and went back to simple healthy foods and better meal proportions. I gave up the idea of incredibly intense work outs and instead opted for the attitude, "I will do something active for at least a half hour every night, no restrictions". I've been able to do some more work outs on the elliptical, some yoga and those terrific ab crunches on my exercise ball. Absolutely perfect in front of the TV. To top off the list was going rock climbing last week. I finally found some people who wanted to do a lesson and so we went. Not sure how I feel about it... I'm deathly afraid of heights-- not like in a plane, but instances such as being 8 flights up on a steel grated staircase, or where I'm just hanging by a harness and rope high up off the floor.
Given how scared I am of heights, I think I did alright! My beginners wall, wasn't quite a beginners wall. I climbed all the way to the top, but I should note I felt like I was going to die. Afterwards, my partner and I went and tried a 5-6 wall (didn't make it quite to the top because I scared myself), and then a 5-7 (didn't quite finish either because I couldn't reach a freaking hold). After a bit more, it was time to wrap up when I bumped into the craziest rockclimber of all-- Andryi. I met this gentleman at a friend's party. To put it simply, Joe Rockheads is simply practice for him. When he and his wife plan a vacation, they need to find a beach for her, and something to climb for him. And he wanted me to show him how I climbed a wall. After pleading that I had to go and that not enough sleep and no dinner was preventing me from climbing more that night. No excuses apparently! I found myself at a 5-8 wall, with the goal of reaching this one hold I could not get. And so after a few really frustrating attempts, I cheated a little and pulled myself up using a carabiner hook I made it to the impossible hold. I screamed TAKE! to have him let me down and basically he said no and forced me to go to the next one. And the next one. And then the next. I couldn't feel my arms anymore, woozy and shaky, I really was ready to go down. And still he wouldn't let me down. Eventually I made it to the second last one, looked down and saw my colleagues round the wall. I didn't realize how high I was and felt like I was going to throw up. If I recall correctly I screamed take a few more times, only to look down and see a few people around Andryi. I think by that point it was a mix of embarassment (who is this chick screaming at the top of the wall?), and fear for how high I was, and the look of Andryi's face if I came down without finishing the wall. The latter wouldn't happen anyway because he wouldn't let me down. I made it to last hold and breathed a sigh of relief because I was finally done. When I screamed take, I heard a, "you're not finished until you touch the chain!". Fuck! If getting to the last hold wasn't enough I still had to touch this chain that was two feet away? So I grabbed the chain and shook it furiously because I really was ready to come down. I was really happy Andryi helped me get up that wall. Without his advice, guidance and insistence I wouldn't have finished it. I think I'm going to go again, hopefully soon, so I can keep on practicing and truly conquer my fear of heights.
Other milestones... I finally got contacts! Yes, I practiced touching my eye, and then eventually practiced putting them in. I don't really like the way I look without my glasses, but I want to try something different. I also got a haircut and with open arms I welcomed back my bangs, and shaggy-ish hair. I think I'm happier about the way I look (more so to do with the hair than with the contacts). Not a bad way of starting off the New Year either, eh? Maybe someone will notice... I'm thinking someone normal with non-asshole tendencies? Wishful thinking I know [queue rolling of eyes and sigh of defeat]. One step at a time, one step at a time!
And while I wait the hour and a half for the DVD to finish, I have found this to be the perfect opportunity to reflect on the my start to the New Year.
On the eating front, forced detox turned out to be a Godsend. I pretty much cut out all of the junk I was eating and went back to simple healthy foods and better meal proportions. I gave up the idea of incredibly intense work outs and instead opted for the attitude, "I will do something active for at least a half hour every night, no restrictions". I've been able to do some more work outs on the elliptical, some yoga and those terrific ab crunches on my exercise ball. Absolutely perfect in front of the TV. To top off the list was going rock climbing last week. I finally found some people who wanted to do a lesson and so we went. Not sure how I feel about it... I'm deathly afraid of heights-- not like in a plane, but instances such as being 8 flights up on a steel grated staircase, or where I'm just hanging by a harness and rope high up off the floor.
Given how scared I am of heights, I think I did alright! My beginners wall, wasn't quite a beginners wall. I climbed all the way to the top, but I should note I felt like I was going to die. Afterwards, my partner and I went and tried a 5-6 wall (didn't make it quite to the top because I scared myself), and then a 5-7 (didn't quite finish either because I couldn't reach a freaking hold). After a bit more, it was time to wrap up when I bumped into the craziest rockclimber of all-- Andryi. I met this gentleman at a friend's party. To put it simply, Joe Rockheads is simply practice for him. When he and his wife plan a vacation, they need to find a beach for her, and something to climb for him. And he wanted me to show him how I climbed a wall. After pleading that I had to go and that not enough sleep and no dinner was preventing me from climbing more that night. No excuses apparently! I found myself at a 5-8 wall, with the goal of reaching this one hold I could not get. And so after a few really frustrating attempts, I cheated a little and pulled myself up using a carabiner hook I made it to the impossible hold. I screamed TAKE! to have him let me down and basically he said no and forced me to go to the next one. And the next one. And then the next. I couldn't feel my arms anymore, woozy and shaky, I really was ready to go down. And still he wouldn't let me down. Eventually I made it to the second last one, looked down and saw my colleagues round the wall. I didn't realize how high I was and felt like I was going to throw up. If I recall correctly I screamed take a few more times, only to look down and see a few people around Andryi. I think by that point it was a mix of embarassment (who is this chick screaming at the top of the wall?), and fear for how high I was, and the look of Andryi's face if I came down without finishing the wall. The latter wouldn't happen anyway because he wouldn't let me down. I made it to last hold and breathed a sigh of relief because I was finally done. When I screamed take, I heard a, "you're not finished until you touch the chain!". Fuck! If getting to the last hold wasn't enough I still had to touch this chain that was two feet away? So I grabbed the chain and shook it furiously because I really was ready to come down. I was really happy Andryi helped me get up that wall. Without his advice, guidance and insistence I wouldn't have finished it. I think I'm going to go again, hopefully soon, so I can keep on practicing and truly conquer my fear of heights.
Other milestones... I finally got contacts! Yes, I practiced touching my eye, and then eventually practiced putting them in. I don't really like the way I look without my glasses, but I want to try something different. I also got a haircut and with open arms I welcomed back my bangs, and shaggy-ish hair. I think I'm happier about the way I look (more so to do with the hair than with the contacts). Not a bad way of starting off the New Year either, eh? Maybe someone will notice... I'm thinking someone normal with non-asshole tendencies? Wishful thinking I know [queue rolling of eyes and sigh of defeat]. One step at a time, one step at a time!
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