Again

The tyranny is over!

Yay! School is finally out and I can actually relax a tiny bit before clinical starts on Monday. It has felt like one of the longest semesters of my life, so going into my last exam my only goal was to finish as quickly as possible. That night was a celebratory drink-fest with a couple of friends - cheers to being done first year (again)!

My ex-roomie came down and we had a good day of shopping, eating and pub trivia and then I drove her home on Wednesday. I bought a ton of things including some great shirts for my 'business casual' wardrobe for work and new running shoes for the gym (the old ones are now covered in baseball diamond dust).

Thursday I decided I would finally phone Maytag (again) to see what the deal was on my service call last week on my washing machine. They said the technician still didn't have the part (that he told me he would get early this week) and that he would have to call me next week sometime. Well... that just wasn't acceptable. I have clinical for two months and there is no way I can just take some time off from that for a broken washing machine - especially when the main problem is merely a burnt out $4.5o fuse! So I said screw it (oh.. and they don't work weekends...) cancelled the whole service call (shows them) and bought my own fuse and by the end of the day had a working washing machine. God, that is satisfying, but also a little frustrating as I suspected it was a fuse problem in January, but my dad wanted to wait and look at it himself which took forever and then the technician didn't make any effort to get the service call over with. Stupid fuckers... makes me want to learn a trade so these people can't try to rip me off again.

So anyway, I've been laundering up a storm ever since... I really love having a washing machine in-house!

Food has been iffy lately. I made a couple of 'better' choices, but by no means was I eating healthy the last week. But even yesterday I went out for lunch with my dad to the Keg and chose a stir fry instead of a steak or a burger... and I only ate half of it and I didn't even want dessert. So something small is changing in the mindset that at least has partly stopped me from thinking that I deserve having the overly fatty stuff because I'm stressed. I am hoping this is a permanent change.

Besides playing softball here and there (which does make my body hurt!) and going to the batting cages (last night), exercise has also been thrown to the wayside. I think I have to make myself a schedule to stick to for the whole time I am at clinical, where I walk straight from my place of work (yes! walking distance of 1.3km) to the gym which is on the way. I have to be at work for 8am, so morning workouts are really out of the question unless schedules change. But with walking to and from work, and then softball games on Sundays, and the gym (ideally) 3-5x a week - I think I'll be golden by the end of the summer.

I have gained some of this weight back and ... well... here's to a new start (again). Let's get the ball rolling (again). And let's lose some weight (ahem.. again).