Part of the reason I've been busy is because I decided to start working out like a good proper gymbo. In January, I decided to complete the distance of a triathlon (2.4mi swim, 112mi bike, 26.2mi run) in as many days as it took me. I'm 30 laps in the pool away from completing it, which means it will have taken me 4 months to do what Iron Men (& Women) do in a single day. In my defense, if you add up the number of actual days I spent at the gym over those 4 months, it adds up to about 2 months--only half as pathetic! Plus, my entire body had atrophied to a frightening degree over the year before I started school. Recently I started going to the gym 4+ times a week, even during exam weeks. I feel great, and I think my pants have started fitting the way they used to.
The downside: getting lapped in the pool by old people, very old people, very fat people, and yes, a pregnant person. Can you tell my weakness is swimming?
In other news, Perry the cat and Winchester the dog are visiting temporarily. Once I started taking Claritin on a regular basis, the cat has become adorable instead of a source of constant irritation (the dog has always been the best dog in the universe). Perry nuzzles me, lays in my lap purring, and follows me around everywhere. I like to think he loves me. And gosh, I may just love him back.
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