As I was paying for my coffee at Dun.kin’ Dough.nuts this morning, the cashier, Hamri, stares at my credit card (left my debit card in an ATM and waiting on a new one) then says my name. Then he says "I see you tomorrow, K?" to which I replied, "you mean Monday? And that’s if I’m in the mood for coffee haha" He then says, *sly grin* "well, I can see you tomorrow still, no?" So I say, "only if you plan on dreaming about me, Hamri." So random and totally unexpected! LOL.
Two weeks from now I’m getting braces put on. Yesterday the orthodontist put some kind of spacers between my molars to make room for metal thingy that’s gonna go around my teeth and will serve as a sort of anchor for shifting all of my teeth. These shits are SO uncomfortable and I didn’t eat much yesterday b/c of it. It feels a lot better today but I’m thinking what the heck did I get myself into? Short term discomfort is worth the long term benefit. Gotta keep reminding myself.
I don’t really know what to say about my diet. I’m not eating 5-6x a day like I was, but I’m still overall making good choices. I say overall because this morning I had an egg/cheese crouisant which is far from healthy. I didn’t go grocery shopping so I’m out of fruit, applesauce, etc., and I can’t eat my energy bars b/c they’re too chewy and might make my spacers pop out. I’ll probably just have Minestrone soup for lunch and I plan on making some tofu, brown rice, veggies, with Hoisin sauce for dinner so I don’t feel too guilty about that crouisant. AND I’ve already been to the gym 3x this week and tomorrow will be the 4th. Instead of running for 25 mins I’m doing intervals. For the first 3 minutes I’ll walk at 4.0 mph w/ a 5% incline. The next 3 mins I’ll jog at 5.5 mph (no incline on the jog), followed by 3 mins at 6.0, then 3 mins at 6.5. 6.5 is a sprint for me and is very difficult at this point so I don’t push it any further than that. From that point I drop it back to 5.5 and work my way up again. Around the 20 min mark I’m exhausted and have to walk at 4.0 (with 5 % incline) again, then work my way back up. The 30 min mark = cool down then I’m done with cardio for the day. I slacked on the strength training last week so this week I’m slightly struggling with that again. It’s very hard to stick to that portion of my workout like I should! I’m trying though *sigh.*
Sometimes when I come to a conclusion about something/someone, I’ll stop, think about it, and observe a little bit more. What usually happens is that my initial thought was correct to begin with. I mentioned before that Don* is ‘good on paper,’ as Hostess would say. I really don’t meet tons of ‘good on paper’ guys so I didn’t want to just blow him off over a small thing…so I just observed a bit more. When we first went out I met him at the spot, which is fine because everybody doesn’t need to know where I live right away. By the 3rd outing or so, I expected him to offer to pick me up for our date. He was visiting his mom beforehand, who lives like 5-10 mins from me, plus we were headed to a couple of different places and driving around in two cars didn’t make sense to me. He didn’t offer so I met him at the art show…after that we planned to hit the movies. I asked if I could just leave my car at the art show venue and he could just drop me off at my car after the movie. He said, "I think we should take two cars." That didn’t sit well with me. I’ve never went to the movies in separate cars…who does that? So we went to the movies and when I got home I thought that I should cut him off because either he isn’t interested in me like that and/or the way he deals with women just doesn’t work for me and I should just move on either way. I have no desire for a buddy and I already have enough friends. I’m certain that I want to be in a relationship so there’s no point in giving too much of my attention to someone who isn’t on the same page.
So I asked him if he was just looking for a buddy, or a friend to hang out with and he said no. I told him that his actions say otherwise and laid out EVERYTHING that I just wrote about above. He said that he understood where I was coming from and that he is interested in me and blah blah blah. Fast forward a week or so and I have to meet him at some other spot and I end up paying for the date because he ‘forgot his wallet.’ He magically found his wallet not 5 minutes after getting into his car. The same wallet he didn’t seem THAT concerned about when he said he didn’t have it, which I called him on but he swore that he’s not that kind of guy. As if he’d say "yeah, K I lied about not having my wallet b/c I’m broke and/or just didn’t want to pay." I was gonna just up and disappear but after talking to him for 3 months or so, I figure that I’ll be nice and tell him why I’m disappearing before I pull a Whodini.
