Ha…ha…ha…ha…oh

“Wow, those really are…, um…, tall, eh?” Not something a girl wants to hear when making out with a guy. Tall underwear is NOT sexy.

I was trying to hold off on buying any new clothes for a bit, but when a perfectly lovely make-out session is ruined because of my embarrassed laughter—due to the top of my underwear sticking out three inches above my sagging pants—well, something had to be done. Yes, I know, in some circles that look may be ‘cool’, it certainly isn’t the look I’m going for.

I finally broke down and bought some new undies. For the love of making-out, it needed to be done.

My lasting vice

Beer. Yup. I love it.

I do enjoy a nice cold beer, especially now that the weather is getting nicer. I like to have a beer with dinner or after dinner—not every day, but on the really hot days when I’ve had a really great day, I like to crack open a cold one and sit out on the patio listening to the birds chirp and smell my neighbour’s food on the barbeque. Once in a while I’ll have two or three beers while out there. I do wonder how the consumption of beer affects my calorie intake, amount of exercise I need to do, etc…

Thankfully, the ‘Miracle Beer Diet’ allows me to continue drinking the beer I love without the worries of packing on a ton of weight: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hD3deQmyRHw 

What a relief! With so much scientific language, there’s no way it isn’t the real deal. I'm gonna start tonight ;D

Apology

To the woman on the treadmill behind me and the man on the stationary bike beside me at the gym this morning:

I forgot to put my deodorant on after I rolled out of bed. I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

Sincerely,
The stinky chick on the bike

The OTHER circuit

My lifestyle change has been great, and there have been lots of positive changes… too many to articulate, really.

Something I haven’t really mentioned before was the break-up with my ex boyfriend back in September/October(ish?—I say ‘ish’ because, really, our relationship was some sort of rollercoaster which slowed down long ago but is hard to pinpoint exactly when it stopped). We had been together off-and-on for almost four years, but ultimately both of us knew that we weren’t right for one another.

Ending our relationship allowed me time to re-focus on myself again, which then contributed to my realization that I needed to go on a lifestyle journey.

Blah, blah, blah, that’s all the boring background stuff that needs to be said for understanding of what I will be saying next…

Enough time has passed, I’m officially over my ‘relationship hangover’ and over the last couple of months I have realized that I’m ready to start dating again. So, I’ve gone on a handful of dates.

Holy shit.

Fitness is one type of circuit that is difficult to adjust to, but dating on PEI is a WHOLE OTHER KIND OF CIRCUIT (aka: the crazy circuit) that I am completely unfamiliar with!

Dating is weird… I am definitely more picky now than I was before: I don’t want to date a smoker, I don’t want to date someone who thinks that Ringolos and Rootbeer is a healthy lunch, I don’t want to date someone whose only exercise through the week is walking from the house to the car, from the car to the office. I need to date someone who makes healthy lifestyle choices on a (mostly) daily basis: good food, good exercise, good sleep.

Things I have learned over the last couple of months:

• Some men really need to take time to get over their own ‘relationship hangovers’… baggage should never be brought on a date--  if you must, it should be small enough to fit into a credit card space in a wallet, in no way should it ever be the size of a hockey bag
• Some men need to realize that when a woman agrees to go out on a date, this does not mean that she wants to have sex that night
• Some men need to realize that because a woman says she had a good time and would like to do it again, it does not mean that she wants to be ‘boyfriend & girlfriend’
• Some men need to realize that if a woman goes to shake your hand at the end of a date, it probably wasn’t a good time for her
• Alternatively, if a woman doesn’t try to shake a man’s hand at the end of a date, perhaps she’s waiting for him to lean in for a kiss

So as I venture out into the ‘crazy circuit’… I realize that it is an interesting venture, and much more difficult than getting up at 5:45 to go for some stationary cycling! (OH! So THAT’S why women wear make-up to the gym at 6:00 in the morning!)

Fun? Sometimes it is… I’ll keep you posted!

An observation

Okay, so I now have a somewhat routine gym routine. I get up at 5:45 on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays and head over to the gym for 35-45 minutes on the stationary bicycle. Good stuff.

I was never a gym-goer. I am one now… but before, I never frequented the gym.

Girls in gyms are weird. Okay, okay, that is a sweeping generalization which really isn’t fair to make. I should say SOME girls in gyms are weird. I’m sure that some boys in gyms are weird too; I haven’t yet experienced that though.

I don’t understand the purpose of getting up with the sun, fixing my hair, and slapping on a pile of makeup just to head to the gym.

My Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning routine:

• Alarm wakes me at 5:45
• I sleepily scan my floor for clothes to wear
• Get dressed
• Cross the hall to the bathroom
• Pee
• Wash my hands
• Splash some water on my face and brush my teeth, look in the mirror and laugh at my bed head
• Find my keys and head over to the gym. I am there by 6:00. (It helps that I live fairly close to the gym.)

Seriously, that’s it. Any more preparation than that, I feel, is just a waste of time… within ten minutes I’m a hot sweaty mess, so doing my hair and makeup seems futile. I’ll be home within an hour where I’ll have to shower and get ready for my day’s work.

 Why do SOME girls do their hair and makeup before going to the gym? I think it’s weird.