3 posts tagged “swimming”

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So last night I went swimming! Properly! I did a whole 20 laps. Unfortunately I had to do them in the 25m pool because there was some sort of swim meet going on, which made it 40 laps and lots of turning around. But still... I regard that as success my friends.

So much so that I followed it up with the aforementioned hideous sweet and sour pork. I'd forgotten how good/bad it was. I'll have to be careful with that - slippery slope territory methinks.

Now at work on a Saturday - blergh blergh, double blergh. Also blergh because the office mate is here too. As usual, I'm being grumpy and just desperately want to be alone in here doing my thang. I'm such a sad-sack loner type. Heh heh.

Today has been so hellish, I've abandoned my plans to give up on drinking Diet Coke during work hours of work days. I now have 600mL of the beautiful, cancerous black liquid flowing through my veins and things are looking up.

I didn't leave work until 7.35pm last night, so by the time I got to the pool I could only get in 10 minutes of swimming. Better than nothing, but only just. I had a baked potato with dinner again last night, so that is a trend which I must halt. Mostly because it is apparently impossible for me to have a baked potato without piling it high with butter and salt. D'oh.

The office mate is being MUCH better the last few days - his focus has improved, he is whining heaps less, and seems generally to making progress on the whole maturity thing. I am, however, moving offices again next week, although this time it is only to the one next to me. I will now be sharing with another colleague who I get along with well, and I think things will be a bit better as a result. Fingers crossed!

Best (and possibly only) good thing about today - when I experienced my diet coke breakdown, I ran to get it from the only vendor on this block - the cake shop. Which was having a 50% sale on cake decorating supplies. So I got 10 hilarious ballerinas, with blue or pink tutus, for $2.50. I feel a cupcake making session is in my future!

I woke up this morning with an incredibly painful back and neck. I think I somehow overdid it at the pool last night, even though I barely did anything. I only did 16 laps of breastroke because I was being pathetic and I have my rags (gawd, I'm all class) but I introduced the occasional tumbleturn. I think perhaps in doing so I over-estimated my level of athleticism (hah!) and have now done a hammy, so to speak. Ouch. What sucks is that thanks to the house etc, I can't afford to go to the physio.

In other news, if I can get my hands on two recent timesheets my credit card application is approved, and I will have a limit of $3000. Yeesh. But I can't see any other way of kitting out the rental property. I'm planning on doing most of it slowly, but there will have to be a reasonably large ikea shop next time I'm in The City. Although it isn't hugely stylish, ikea is certainly the easiest and cheapest way of getting some basic furnishings into my life. That said, I'm using my lunch hour to go look at a secondhard furniture shop, and my lunch hour tomorrow will be for looking for a secondhand fridge. Turns out that I am extremely naive and fridges cost much more new than I expected. Dang.

The office mate is buggin me today. It is probably partly because I'm in pain and therefore generally irritable, but how do people chew gum CONSTANTLY? I'm sure his teeth are going to fall out of his head. Especially since it is nicorette... that stuff can't be good for oral hygiene, surely.

The HR bitch is in our office today, and of course has no news for me other than to tell me how to fill out a timesheet. Sweet Jesus, you accidentally put Feb instead of March and you get a lecture, but try and get some assistance with your housing when you've relocated for work, and she disappears like a bleeding rocket. Cow.

Reading back over this post, it is whiny and aggressive. Hopefully I will be able to halt this trend and return to normal programming. Which admittedly, is still kind of whiny.