Booo

No class at lunch today! There's one tomorrow though. So I think I'm just going to run on the treadmill and do some core work.

Work is dead. I talked to my boss to see if he had anything I could work on, and he didn't. It's the calm before the storm, I realize this. I'm such a pressure worker, I work best with pressing deadlines.

Update: I did 1hr 15 min on the treadmill (walking 10/running 10) then some core work (planks, push-ups, etc...) then took a full shower (normally I don't wash my hair due to lack of time, but it was so sweaty today I couldn't get away with not doing it). Afterwards I was going to reward myself with chicken fingers and fries (one of three options at our quasi-caf today) and then decided to run out and get Subway (hold the cheese please) instead.

I'm getting quite anxious about New Year's Eve day. More to come on that later.

Right back into it

Yesterday morning I joined the gym at work. $24/month right off my paycheque, I won't even notice it's gone. It's a small gym, but it has everything I need. I even went to a body bootcamp (that's what they call it, technically it's a Body Pump class with a body bar), and it was surprisingly good. I really liked the instructor and I am certainly feeling it today.

I showered after the class but didn't get my hair wet. It was all sweaty, but I just blow-dried it and thought my hair looked horrible for the rest of the day. But Lisa, Carli and I went out for tea last night and they both complimented my hair before they heard the story. They thought I had specifically styled it like that. So maybe lunch time classes are not such a bad thing.