GymmieJam.

So here I am at the gym blogging again. I skipped this weeks official weigh in because of that infamous water weight... ANYWAYS, it has been an interesting journey so far. Being dedicated to eating  healthier is a total sham right now. My addiction to bad foods did not beat me, its just my lack of time to go home and prepare a proper meal at a reasonable time. I am at the mercy of my schedule and drive through windows. Work is AGONIZING when  you put that and full time school together. I would probably love working (like I used to) if I wasn't in school. I know  I would enjoy school more if I didn't have to work! That is for damned sure. As far as school goes its pretty awesome. I took my first test yesterday and I scored an 84. You are thinking "an 84? thats it? a B?!" and I'm thinking, "YEAH A B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Considering how little I was actually able to study for this exam and to pop out a B in a LAW CLASS ain't so shabby. Perhaps this is actually my field! Basically I am torn between my love of arguing and my love of science. Be a doctor or a lawyer? Med school or Law school...

I figure I will finish up this spring semester, and then finish next fall, and I will just own up and make a decision! Granted I will have to take horrible classes like organic chem if I want to stick to my medical field, and then on the other hand I would be taking a bunch of boring stuffy law classes that I would have to snort No-Doz just to get through. Either way, when I graduate I am in a way better position to make a lot of money. International corporate law anybody? Paging Dr.Alyssa! If I was a doctor though I would end up working at some kind of trauma hospital because I love the environment. The mixed smell of sterility and blood. My favorite! If I become a lawyer its off to Washington, D.C. the happiest place on earth!

Enough about the power struggle in my head. My workout today was one of preconceived notions. What do I mean by that? I used those handy preset buttons on the treadmill today. The "weight loss" program was a little too easy, and the machine kept telling me to SLOW DOWN...SLOW DOWN. I was only walking at 3mph which is a 20 minute mile. I don't even walk that slow when I mosey around campus. I know it was trying to keep me in my target heart rate zone, but that mission was accomplished. I stayed at a steady 135bpm. I even worked out enough to burn off half the bagel I ate this morning. But now I am going through some killer cravings for proper food. I think I'm gonna end up eating a 10am lunch today. Eating on campus is pretty much impossible to eat any semblance of healthy food. So perhaps a salad smothered in ranch? or maybe some panda express... its been a while. I rearry rove chinee foo.

Other than my struggle with getting to the gym on a nearly every day basis (its harder when you have people visit you every weekend) I have had some interesting helper situations. I love helping people get through their problems, but yet I can never reach out for help myself. The only time I can remember reaching out to someone for help was when I was getting sucked down into the river and I reached my hand up for a tube from the lifeguard. Literally reaching out or else I could have drowned. That was last summer. Did I mention that I used to be a competitive swimmer? AND I come from a family of swimmers? I am also really, REALLY buoyant. How the hell that happened, I do not know. I think it was because I was squished in between 50 inner tubes and drunk floating thighs.

Thats all I got for you today folks.

P.S. Egypt, get your shit together. My gas prices are going up and I don't appreciate it. America, get your shit together. Stop depending on foreign EVERYTHING.