October 30th, 2015
It's been a good two months in good ole N-Cord and Zville (aka Ohio!). I'm starting to get into a routine, but not a strict, unbreakable routine. I still work out, probably too much, but it's not that controlling. As I typed that, I feel like I'm trying to convince myself that's true.
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| Homecoming 2015 |
I actually enjoy working out. The gym at the University is not as good as my park district back in MP, so I run on a treadmill over using the elliptical. The weights are limited unless I work out with the football players in another work out room. Just a minor set back on getting more muscle in my arms, but I've been doing what I can. It weird to say, but I actually like running. I don't mind running at a medium speed for 30 minutes just as something to do rather than considering it as an exercise. I can't believe I'm saying that!
Overall, I do feel my anxiety overall is better. I'm still hard on myself, but that means I care, right? It was pretty bad in the middle of the week. I can't go into details, but there are some mind games going on around here, and I need to be the one who comes out on top.
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Dad and I
in Cleveland. |
On a much better note, a few weeks ago, I attended a staff party. It was open mic night. We're a cast of creative individuals, so anything beyond singing or playing an instrument was more than welcome. So, what did I do? I performed an impromptu yoga showcase. Yes, I did! One of the hosts found a nice gentleman to play the guitar as I whipped out some poses I finally mastered, like side crow and (almost) bird of paradise. Is that lame, to do yoga for open mic? Well, someone showed a seven minute video, so don't say my choice was lame!
The weekend after that, my good ole father came down for the Broncos, Browns game. Thankfully, the donkey's (as my dad calls them) won. We finally attending a winning game for our team. Woohoo! I can say that I'm not afraid of Cleveland anymore. The one time I went up there, we were in a not-so-nice area. The actual downtown area was a pleasant surprise. The best part about the weekend was cooking for my dad a nice salmon and quinoa dinner and then him saying that he missed me. I almost wanted to cry right there when he said it. How adorable, coming from a guy like him!
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| Homecoming selfie! |
Homecoming was last weekend, and man, was that tiring! I'm recovered, but I wish I got to experience it more as an alumna rather than a staff member. That's what I get for working at my alma mater. I honestly can't complain, though. I love being here. And, even though there have been some ups and downs, I am blessed. I have people looking out for me here and people back home who miss me. I at least I got to spend time with my sorority Big. She is such an amazing woman. She is in graduate school, and she works so hard. I'm proud to call her a friend.
