I've started running again. I'm really proud of myself. For the most part, I'm doing a mile and a half every day. My most recent time, done earlier today, was 6.20 minutes, for a half mile. I do run in only half miles, but I run like three times a day, so add that up.
After I run, I lift my weights with both arms. I'm bound and determined to get back in shape before I start karate or softball again. I used to have a rep around town for how good I could hit a ball, but last year I didn't make the softball team because of my running (I think), so I'm really working on getting my stamina up.
I've got my arms and legs being worked on (hence the running and lifting), now I just need to work on my ass and stomach, and I HATE doing sit-ups, and I hate the Ab Lounger, because it squeaks. Even if I listen to music while I do it, I still know it's squeaking, and that just ruins my whole thing of motivation. All that damn squeaking annoys the hell out of me.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Josh
I got to be with Josh last night. It was wonderful. :D
We played a bit.. he pulled my hair, pinched my nose, poked my eye, and I did most of it right back to him. We had a lot of fun. We did our normal thing, then we slept for a few hours. We were out from 11P.M. to 5:30A.M. I wish I wouldn't have had to come back, but Mama gets up for work at 5:30.
I woke up (VERY luckily) at around 5:28 and was like "Fuck." I shook him awake, and he was like "What, baby?" and I was like "It's 5:30." And he was like "So?" and I was like "Dude, my mom gets up at 5:30." And he was like "Oh hell." and I was like "Um, yeah!". So he started the car and we sat there about five minute waiting for it to defrost and whatnot, then he took me home and dropped me off at the end of my road as I wanted, and I just walked the two houses down the road to my house. I had a great night... I just wish it wouldn't have had to end like that. >_<
Then, when I got inside, Mama walked into the living room and was like "Why the fuck are you outside?" and I was like "I was running. I wanted to run, so I went outside since it's too early to be using the treadmill." and she was like "I am so pissed off at you right now. Get your ass in bed." and I was like "Well, damn. I can run if I want to." then I came in my room and went to bed.
I don't get to see him this coming weekend, because he's going to see his daughter, who he hasn't seen since she's been born, and she's a couple months old. It really, really pisses me off that he has a kid, but what can I do, right? I'm not gonna go murder the kid, lol. At least he's wanting to be a part of his daughter's life, you know? I'm happy for him, but I'm really worried about him ending up doing shit with Donna, the baby's mother. From what he's told me, she bitches a lot and she wanted the baby. NOT him. So, hopefully he can stay loyal, as I've done. ^_^
We played a bit.. he pulled my hair, pinched my nose, poked my eye, and I did most of it right back to him. We had a lot of fun. We did our normal thing, then we slept for a few hours. We were out from 11P.M. to 5:30A.M. I wish I wouldn't have had to come back, but Mama gets up for work at 5:30.
I woke up (VERY luckily) at around 5:28 and was like "Fuck." I shook him awake, and he was like "What, baby?" and I was like "It's 5:30." And he was like "So?" and I was like "Dude, my mom gets up at 5:30." And he was like "Oh hell." and I was like "Um, yeah!". So he started the car and we sat there about five minute waiting for it to defrost and whatnot, then he took me home and dropped me off at the end of my road as I wanted, and I just walked the two houses down the road to my house. I had a great night... I just wish it wouldn't have had to end like that. >_<
Then, when I got inside, Mama walked into the living room and was like "Why the fuck are you outside?" and I was like "I was running. I wanted to run, so I went outside since it's too early to be using the treadmill." and she was like "I am so pissed off at you right now. Get your ass in bed." and I was like "Well, damn. I can run if I want to." then I came in my room and went to bed.
I don't get to see him this coming weekend, because he's going to see his daughter, who he hasn't seen since she's been born, and she's a couple months old. It really, really pisses me off that he has a kid, but what can I do, right? I'm not gonna go murder the kid, lol. At least he's wanting to be a part of his daughter's life, you know? I'm happy for him, but I'm really worried about him ending up doing shit with Donna, the baby's mother. From what he's told me, she bitches a lot and she wanted the baby. NOT him. So, hopefully he can stay loyal, as I've done. ^_^
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