Thursday, I like you.
+ I woke up to an email for a free drink from Starbucks. Treated myself to a salted caramel mocha because of course.
+ 5k run completed in fantastic weather.
+ first hour of work will be a workshop (aka not on a phone, yay!)
+ kitty still cute, but he loves plastic which is getting frustrating (I don’t want you to choke, please stop scarfing down plastic bags!)
+ spent some time with Derek last night which has been near impossible lately
Yes Thursday, I like you.
Some recent workouts in pictures.
On Saturday I ran 6 miles. I made my way down to the zoo again in ~50 degree weather and at some points the sun was shining so bright I wanted to take off my long sleeved shirt. Also, the lake was absolutely beautiful with how the light glinted off of it.
ALSO. I ran that same exact route 2 weeks ago ~5 minutes slower. Look at those splits people! I really think the colder weather just makes me a faster runner. Part of it is probably I want to get the hell out of the cold so I speed up. Regardless, it was a fantastic run.
This morning I opened the gym again. I flipped through NROFLW and chose a workout I hadn’t done in awhile/didn’t mind revisiting. Starting Strength should be getting in soon so I have new material to go over, but in the meantime I don’t mind taking bathroom pictures of my wimpy muscles. I hope you all don’t mind that either.
Revolution brewery in Chicago, IL. Love. Need more beer in my life.
Two runs, two kitty pictures, proof that I’m alive.
This whole past week has been about: playing/cuddling my kitty, working, eating, and some working out thrown in.
I think the chiller weather does wonders for my running. I don’t love it being colder, but honestly it feels wonderful once I’m actually moving outside. I’ll probably aim for a longer run sometime this weekend… especially now that I’ve finally taken the time to charge my iPod (*cough* after 4 days of it being dead *cough*).
Today was one of those mornings where if I wasn’t now required to be at the gym by 5:40am I wouldn’t have gone at all. I got my workout in despite the nasty cold/wet/rainy weather, so at least I can checkmark that for my day. I miss taking classes at the gym occasionally and I finally have a couple days off so I might hop in on one this weekend.
Also, it’s about time I started a new lifting plan. I think I’m going to buy Starting Strength because I’ve like having a physical book to follow, but does anybody have any other recommendations?
Also obligatory kitty update: he sleeps next to my feet at night, likes catnip, is getting more playful, still begs for cuddles. Also his favorite chill spot is next to the microwave. Appropriate.
Happy Monday morning!
I want to talk about this kitty for a little bit. Derek and I have talked about getting a cat for a long time. I really really love pets (and would prefer a dog) but the apartment only allows for cats. The deal is that I’m his primary caretaker. I have literally zero problems with this.
So it’s been back and forth for awhile about when to get him. I don’t think I posted about it here last year but we actually adopted a cat for about a week last year. A coworker of his was giving her away so we took her. When we first brought her into the apartment she freaked out and hid. Any time she did come out of hiding she hissed. This is fairly normal behavior for cats so no big deal. A week later we would come home and she’d LOVE us, be curled up on our chests just all about the people life. Ten minutes after that she’d swipe at us and run away. We could never pick her up, barely pet her, and I’d wake up everyday fearful about what she’d destroy next. (Bags of flour being torn onto a carpet are not. fun. to deal with) So, we ended up giving her back. I was very very sad about this. I felt like a failed cat owner. She really made me averse to the idea of owning a cat ever.
But guys… I love animals. So much. So Saturday I told Derek I might go to the humane society. And after some discussion I was on my way. I found this guy in a cage. He was in a transition period - he had only been there for about two weeks. His owner had dropped him off on the doorstep, rang the bell, and drove away. No history. So he was in a cage transitioning into the room he was in. That beautiful tail caught my eye so I asked if I could pet him. He was ALL ABOUT IT. Pets are his JAM. They showed me a few other cats and then they went over their files.
Most of these cats had long files and sad histories. I felt for them. But this guy was just so sweet. His file was very short - he had a clean bill of health and the vets said he was very easy to handle. So I asked to see him once more. He still hadn’t explored the room properly so she advised me to sit in front of the cage and he could come to me. Although he really wanted to explore he sat on my lap kind of like “oh yeah… this is cool. I don’t mind laps.” He clearly came from a loving home. Why they abandoned him on a front door step I’ll never know but he was in great health and LOVES being around people.
I left without him. I called Derek. Derek said if you liked him that much, get him. And now I have a cat. He immediately took to the apartment. His favorite hobbies so far are being pet, being in the same room with us, eating, meowing for pets, more pets. My dream cat is one with a dog’s personality but lazier. He fits the bill guys.
Also a very large concern of mine was whether or not Derek would like him. Derek’s comments so far are: “he’s super chill. He’s cool.” When asked if he loved the cat he said “No. But that’s because I only love humans. But I like him. He’s a cool cat.”
And thus I now run a cat blog.
ETA: the shelter named him “Finneas Flame” I’ve decided I like it but will be spelling it “Phineas” and as a reference to Derek’s favorite MST3K movie - the Final Sacrifice - his last name is “Meowsdower.” So meet Phineas Meowsdower.
He’s so chill he’s already lying in bed with us, falling asleep.
The lady at the shelter told me there could be a long period of acclimation where he could be skittish and nervous.
I got a thing today.
He’s about the friendliest cat I’ve ever met. All about cuddles the second I got him home.
I could get used to that.
Now this… This is a coffee date. Cafe con leche with pan con mantequilla. It is also standard practice to dip you pan into your cafe. Get down with it.
It’s been a short week but felt like a long one. Work is going well but everyday is still a learning experience. I’m happy with my progress and my managers seem to be as well.
After my workout Tuesday I all of a sudden felt a pain in my lower back. The next two days it hurt to get up/move it too much. I wanted to argue it was just sore, but the line between soreness and pain was too thin. As a result I didn’t workout til this morning since I had to open the gym again.
No pain this morning but I was extra careful to make slower more deliberate movements. So far so good. I also debated going to yoga at 9 but I decided I slept too poorly and needed the slow relaxing morning vs a rush out the door and hopefully getting to work on time.
I am excited for this weekend. I’m also excited to finish this breakfast.
I sort of kind of (not really) owned a gym for an hour! And remember how it was a boys club on Friday? Today it was two boys and two girls, yay!!! And one girl was a lady lifter! I asked her what program she was using and she was just free styling but she recommended starting strength. I’d been looking into that anyway so it might be where I wind up.
Next up: some cooking and then I start my real work schedule this week, 11-730. And I’ll no longer be in training so it’s finally the real deal.
6 early miles. Out the door by 6:30 and done by 7:30.
I was shooting for 5 but I decided to do things differently today - instead of doing an out and back I took my Ventra (bus/train) card with me and just kept running. I got to 5 miles and there was no clear end point so I just kept going until I saw a good turning point. Ended with 6 very slow miles.
I want to say they were strategically slow - lots of walking breaks, pacing myself for a longer (for me) run… but no. They were just slow. I don’t know why but hey, I did them.
So now I’m eating scrambled eggs with cheese and an orange because I’m a champ.