Today, I was injured.
It wasn't by a nasty fall or accident, nor by an exercise gone too far, nor anything else of the physical sort. This sort was emotional.
Someone very close to me said some very, very hurtful things and left me feeling depleted. When I returned home, I thought for a long time how I would like to get even, to return fire, to make myself feel like I had avenged the injustice levied against me.
...But then I didn't. There's a reason they're close to me and earned a place among my favorite people, as one of my closest compatriots. I relaxed and stared at the ceiling for a while. A text message filled with all of my vitriol and venom went unsent and was deleted.
It's easy to lose control when faced with some adversity, but it's much harder to maintain that same control.
Today, I kept my cool and kept my friendship.
Daniel, of course.
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Day 29: More Weight
Not literally.
This post is just confirming that I've pushed myself further in my cardiovascular and abdominal exercise routine, increasing the time/resistance I do on elliptical and the number of reps I do with ab exercises.
Today, I stepped my exercise up another level.
Daniel, of course.
This post is just confirming that I've pushed myself further in my cardiovascular and abdominal exercise routine, increasing the time/resistance I do on elliptical and the number of reps I do with ab exercises.
Today, I stepped my exercise up another level.
Daniel, of course.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Day 28: The Trenchs
Beat, so another short post. (Apologies!)
Today, as last post suggested, was first day of class. Today was the easiest day of class for many people, people who spent their class periods going over their respective syllabuses and perhaps taking very preliminary notes.
However, this day is one of the roughest of the year for me. I work on campus as a computer technician tasked with fixing student computers when they're brought into the office. Though I am compensated with a decent pay and can accrue twenty hours of work a week, the beginning of semesters are inevitably laden with people with various problems, whether they be hardware, software, updates, or inability to connect to the network.
Days like this normally plow me over and leave me with little-to-no energy by the end of my day. Today, though, I decided to face the event with a greater resolve. I drew upon some latent well of energy and decided that I wouldn't let the day be a bully of me. Not only did I conquer my four hours of class and five hours of work, I managed enough energy to attend the gym and aid a friend in need.
Today, I found a deeper reserve of energy and, well, manned up.
Daniel, of course.
Today, as last post suggested, was first day of class. Today was the easiest day of class for many people, people who spent their class periods going over their respective syllabuses and perhaps taking very preliminary notes.
However, this day is one of the roughest of the year for me. I work on campus as a computer technician tasked with fixing student computers when they're brought into the office. Though I am compensated with a decent pay and can accrue twenty hours of work a week, the beginning of semesters are inevitably laden with people with various problems, whether they be hardware, software, updates, or inability to connect to the network.
Days like this normally plow me over and leave me with little-to-no energy by the end of my day. Today, though, I decided to face the event with a greater resolve. I drew upon some latent well of energy and decided that I wouldn't let the day be a bully of me. Not only did I conquer my four hours of class and five hours of work, I managed enough energy to attend the gym and aid a friend in need.
Today, I found a deeper reserve of energy and, well, manned up.
Daniel, of course.
Day 27: March, To Battle!
Shorty again.
Tomorrow begins another semester!
It's always a huge adjustment for me to get back into the swing of things for semesters. Inevitably, I will have an altered sleep schedule, a general lack of fucks to give, and take a while to readjust to the student life.
However, I decided this semester would be different. I purchased all the necessary supplies, aligned myself to a proper sleep schedule, and planned out my daily schedule to a tee, including meals, classes, work time, gym, and a lovely 2 hour period for an inevitably desired nap.
Today, I got myself prepared (and pumped) for tomorrow.
Daniel, of course.
Tomorrow begins another semester!
It's always a huge adjustment for me to get back into the swing of things for semesters. Inevitably, I will have an altered sleep schedule, a general lack of fucks to give, and take a while to readjust to the student life.
However, I decided this semester would be different. I purchased all the necessary supplies, aligned myself to a proper sleep schedule, and planned out my daily schedule to a tee, including meals, classes, work time, gym, and a lovely 2 hour period for an inevitably desired nap.
Today, I got myself prepared (and pumped) for tomorrow.
Daniel, of course.
Day 26: Discipline
Short post inbound.
As the previous post alluded to, I was a party. This particular party went way into the wee hours of the night and I ended up falling asleep mere hours before the sun rose over the very location I laid down to rest.
It had become routine for me to exercise every day and to keep to my schedule. However, as I went through my day, my motivation to do grew lesser and lesser.
I realized that I was making an excuse to not exercise. I had the habit of doing so, to rationalize why today would be different, would be an exception.
So, today, I fought against my self-detrimental habit and forced myself to work out, even if just a little. Though it was a reduced workout, I still pushed myself to keep to some semblance of a routine, and I'm better off for it.
Today, I kicked the habit of making excuses and forced myself to embrace my routine.
Daniel, of course.
As the previous post alluded to, I was a party. This particular party went way into the wee hours of the night and I ended up falling asleep mere hours before the sun rose over the very location I laid down to rest.
It had become routine for me to exercise every day and to keep to my schedule. However, as I went through my day, my motivation to do grew lesser and lesser.
I realized that I was making an excuse to not exercise. I had the habit of doing so, to rationalize why today would be different, would be an exception.
So, today, I fought against my self-detrimental habit and forced myself to work out, even if just a little. Though it was a reduced workout, I still pushed myself to keep to some semblance of a routine, and I'm better off for it.
Today, I kicked the habit of making excuses and forced myself to embrace my routine.
Daniel, of course.
Day 25: Stranger Danger
I've posted earlier about getting involved in social situations mixed with acquaintances, friends, and other people that are vestiges on the edge of my life. In such a situation, I am at least vaguely aware of each person I'm involved with.
Today, though, I plunged into a new situation. I was invited by a friend to a party in which I was nearly surrounded by strangers. Save for the inviting friend and another compatriot, I was entirely isolated from everyone else there.
My normal m.o. in such a situation would be to merely remain at the edge of the social gathering and only flock to what I was familiar with. I never liked meeting new people in such a situation- prejudices, judgements, etc seemed like they dominated the entirety of what their first impression of me would be, and that scared me into inactivity.
Today, however, I refused to let my social stigmas paralyze me. Instead of being a wallflower, I engaged new people and made new friends. I shared moments of happiness and comraderie with people that moments before were complete strangers. I became a more social version of myself, and felt much better for it.
Today, I learned to put myself out there when I normally would be too afraid to.
Daniel, of course.
Today, though, I plunged into a new situation. I was invited by a friend to a party in which I was nearly surrounded by strangers. Save for the inviting friend and another compatriot, I was entirely isolated from everyone else there.
My normal m.o. in such a situation would be to merely remain at the edge of the social gathering and only flock to what I was familiar with. I never liked meeting new people in such a situation- prejudices, judgements, etc seemed like they dominated the entirety of what their first impression of me would be, and that scared me into inactivity.
Today, however, I refused to let my social stigmas paralyze me. Instead of being a wallflower, I engaged new people and made new friends. I shared moments of happiness and comraderie with people that moments before were complete strangers. I became a more social version of myself, and felt much better for it.
Today, I learned to put myself out there when I normally would be too afraid to.
Daniel, of course.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Day 24: Gotta Crack a Few Eggs...
Another short post.
I made a post a couple of days ago about getting more comfortable in the kitchen, and this day's post is a further extension of that.
When I say I'm green in the kitchen, know that I mean that I really, really am inexperienced. With the exception of prepared meals, I have very little experience cooking solo.
However, I woke up early this morning with plenty of time to prepare myself food before I had to go into work, so I opened my fridge and considered my options. 9 eggs stared back at me, 2 of which I decided to try my hand at scrambling.
After looking up a recipe or two on scrambled eggs, I mixed the eggs together in a mixing bowl, then poured over a pre-heated pan on medium heat. Then, after a minute or so, added a blend of Mexican cheeses that I usually have in cheese quesadillas. After a few minutes, I scraped and scrambled myself up two cheese scrambled eggs.
I have to say, I was fairly proud of my creation and thoroughly enjoyed my breakfast.
I know it might be a very small accomplishment, but to me it was kinda a big deal.
Today, I further advanced my kitchen knowledge.
Daniel, of course.
I made a post a couple of days ago about getting more comfortable in the kitchen, and this day's post is a further extension of that.
When I say I'm green in the kitchen, know that I mean that I really, really am inexperienced. With the exception of prepared meals, I have very little experience cooking solo.
However, I woke up early this morning with plenty of time to prepare myself food before I had to go into work, so I opened my fridge and considered my options. 9 eggs stared back at me, 2 of which I decided to try my hand at scrambling.
After looking up a recipe or two on scrambled eggs, I mixed the eggs together in a mixing bowl, then poured over a pre-heated pan on medium heat. Then, after a minute or so, added a blend of Mexican cheeses that I usually have in cheese quesadillas. After a few minutes, I scraped and scrambled myself up two cheese scrambled eggs.
I have to say, I was fairly proud of my creation and thoroughly enjoyed my breakfast.
I know it might be a very small accomplishment, but to me it was kinda a big deal.
Today, I further advanced my kitchen knowledge.
Daniel, of course.
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