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alexiscartwheel) wrote2008-06-23 08:58 pm
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Someone whistled at me from a car when I was walking to the park this evening. I pretended I didn't hear (iPod = plausible deniability) cause stuff like that makes me uncomfortable. I feel like I'm being laughed at, even if I'm likely not. *is paranoid*
I've come up with a new exercise plan for myself now that my free gym pass is expired. I'll just walk to the library and return my books... one at a time. Today I walked in the park for an hour, but it's a small park and I get kind of bored without a destination. Walking to the library once a day will be about the same distance as I walked to class every day in Montreal, and I lost weight despite frequent trips to Timmy's and my newfound appreciation of poutine.
At the park today: two birthday parties, lots of people fishing, dog walkers, joggers, a basketball game, volleyball players, LARPers, and three tennis games, one without an actual court. Every time I see people playing tennis I kind of wish I had stuck it out longer with tennis lessons. (A long time ago my mom signed me up for tennis lessons because she thought I should sometimes do activities with people instead of sitting around the house reading. She says after my first set of classes ended I asked, "Can I be done with this now?") I wasn't bound for tennis stardom by any means, but I was reasonably competent. I wouldn't win any Grand Slams, but I could at least play in the park!
And now it's already after nine o'clock! Seriously, where does the time go? I really have to stop sleeping in the afternoon. It eats all my time!
I've come up with a new exercise plan for myself now that my free gym pass is expired. I'll just walk to the library and return my books... one at a time. Today I walked in the park for an hour, but it's a small park and I get kind of bored without a destination. Walking to the library once a day will be about the same distance as I walked to class every day in Montreal, and I lost weight despite frequent trips to Timmy's and my newfound appreciation of poutine.
At the park today: two birthday parties, lots of people fishing, dog walkers, joggers, a basketball game, volleyball players, LARPers, and three tennis games, one without an actual court. Every time I see people playing tennis I kind of wish I had stuck it out longer with tennis lessons. (A long time ago my mom signed me up for tennis lessons because she thought I should sometimes do activities with people instead of sitting around the house reading. She says after my first set of classes ended I asked, "Can I be done with this now?") I wasn't bound for tennis stardom by any means, but I was reasonably competent. I wouldn't win any Grand Slams, but I could at least play in the park!
And now it's already after nine o'clock! Seriously, where does the time go? I really have to stop sleeping in the afternoon. It eats all my time!
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Ahem. It's kinda hilly here too, but not as much as Montreal. Also, no mountain with a cross on top.