So on what must be my 9th attempt, I cannot for the life of me get this damn Pad Thai recipe down. Unsurprisingly, I threw the recipe away. More unsurprisingly, I'm blaming the recipe as opposed to my, you know, lack of ability.
And now I feel bloated.
(didn't help eating all that ras malai after the meal)
So it was quite painful today playing ball. It felt like I got punched on my thighs about a dozen times. Hard.
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Had a team meeting today. I like my team. I'm beginning to let go of all my anger with the whole soap opera the past few months and am starting to enjoy the people again. I'm also accepting of my place at work; especially since it's made me realize I've lost the passion for it and am now going to try my hardest to actively pursue things outside of my everyday work.
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Lunch with the BFF today for the first time in a while. It sucks that things are getting a little awkward, but such is life. I'm still hoping for her. She will be wonderful and she deserves it...if only the fates allow her
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Don't be embarrassed. You'd do the same for me, and more
It's the day after the race, and luckily the only thing sore are my shoulders and quads. Shoulders? I guess I'm too tense when I run. That or I'm holding up my shirt with my elbows because I'm too hot (and I want that sports-bra look). I really should remember to dress more appropriately.
Yee-uh! Completed the platform for the fireplace. Of course it took me much longer than I would have hoped for, but, well, since when do I do anything regarding renovations fast? I'm happy I got it level.
(It should be fine, but I'm worried though that my gas guy will tell me that it doesn't pass the minimum distance requirements to the walls. Well, we'll see. Yikes. Speaking of which, he was supposed to come today but he was a no-show. That's another thing I'm worried about)
So I did the Oakville 10km race this morning with Argay and Wiles.
I wasn't expecting to do well, all things considering, but I did something I've never done before during a race: I stopped for a pee break. Seriously, what the heck? And it wasn't just a pee break, it was a long pee break. I must've drank a lot of liquids.
I knew I should've went before the race, but I thought I wouldn't have enough time. At the time I went to the portapotty, Ian was ahead of me. I knew when I got out I wouldn't catch him, but Arvin was behind me. Sure enough, there he was when I got out (at the 4 km mark).
I spent the next 5.5 kms chasing after him, thinking, damn, he beat me. And he also had these tights that of course we didn't stop making fun of him about; I spent 5.5 km staring at them...lol.
But then something weird happened: I got a burst of energy with about 500 m left. I ended up beating him by 2.6 seconds. I think I officially caught up to him in our unofficial head-to-head match-ups (regardless of his claim that this race "doesn't count because it's not the Mississauga Marathon one").
Of course after he reads this, he's going to go on some crazy training regiment. I KNOW YOUR PLAN.
(Ian beating us doesn't count because he has nothing else to do up in Newcastle except run. So there.)
Anywho, I'm hurting a bit right now, and of course I have that whole "I'm going to train harder for the next race" thing going on. I even just signed up for the Mississauga Marathon 10k run just now. (Really, who am I kidding?)
I also have a 5k race next month. This should be interesting
So it's the Oakville 10km run tomorrow. I didn't exactly train at all.
So logically, I eat at a buffet at a Thai Restaurant the day before. Naturally.
I blame Arvin for this one. Him and Feli were going before we picked up our race kits, so Sharon and I joined. Ugh. I guess I could've stopped at the fourth plate...
Nevertheless, it was yummy.
We then went to pick up the race kit and saw Jools and Dang there. I wonder what it's like to own your own company. Hopefully one of these days I will?
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Went to Eamon's swimming lesson this morning. His instructor, while really nice, decided to not opt for a bikini wax/shave. It was quite distracting, and not in the sexy way. The hair was as long as my armpit hair! Yikes
So I went on a job shadow today with an Environmental Waste Control Inspector. It was actually pretty fun...I went to the Pratt & Whitney jet engine plant and saw some cool jet engines. Then I got to thinking about what it would be like working in the private sector. Heck, I also got to thinking about what it would be like being an Environmental Waste Control Inspector.
Looks like I'm dreaming pretty hardcore about this whole career change thing. Yikes
JulesBuh came over to hang out with Eamon after work. Made her a "Filipino Meal": fried hot dogs, egg and garlic fried rice. I'm thinking she has indigestion right about now.
How the hell do Filipino's live past 50 years of age? Seriously, the diet is horrendous.
(but I liked the meal, of course...lol)
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Sometimes when you look back, nothing looks familiar and you get freaked out and scared and think you made wrong decisions. But the reality is, you've gone so far, you can't see how bad it was in the first place.
You don't need to know where you're going, you just need to keep moving forward.
-woke up early cause I had to do some inspections at the Brampton Farmer's Market. Freezing cold in the morning to the point that my fingers were numb. But all in all, it was a good inspection day (in that there were no big problems). I also purchased a lot of food (of course), which would just be the beginning of the eating for the day
-went to Lowes to return the extra sealer. Spent extra time in there...my contracting juices are starting to flow again
-came home, left right away for Heartland with Bubs and bubs. Got a bow tie for Nadal's wedding in November. I'm just trying something out here
-went to Kim's uncle's home in Rexdale for Michael's birthday party. It was a very nicely renovated sidesplit with what seemed to be the biggest backyard I've ever seen. Started my renovating juices flowing even more. They also had some of the best food ever... I mean, chicken? Steak? Crazy desserts? My heart is hating me right now, but my mouth is more than happy. Oh, also saw my Best Man there, even though it's been more than a few months (maybe even a year) since I saw the guy. I of course just pretended and acted the same. Life is funny sometimes
Now I'm tired. I really should get some sleep, cause who knows what tomorrow will bring
I saw my Reebok Zigtech basketball shoes onsale for $59.99 plus 25% off at the Foot Locker. So of course...I bought two. But at least now I don't have to buy basketball shoes for the next few years! (Right?!?)
And then I went to Crappy Tire to get gutter protectors that were on-sale after the incident I had earlier this year (leaves blocking up the gutter). Of course since they were on sale, I had to buy more than was necessary as I'm "thinking ahead" for when I build my shed.
Seriously, I think I have a problem. But it was all good deals! Really!
Lawdhavemercy if I don't save enough money for Eamon to go to University...
So I went to do a pool inspection yesterday, and I met one of the managers. She just came back from lunch, and she had food stuck in her teeth. I found it quite humourous (I did not mention anything to her).
Today at the end of the day, I got to my car, and lo and behold, there was food stuck in my teeth. I'm pretty sure people saw it. I find it humourous though, not embarrassing.
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Am taking a writer's workshop for PHIs (mandatory as directed by Management). They started talking about verbs/action nouns/active nouns...yeah, needless to say I was lost. I mean, I don't ever recalling learning this in elementary/high school!
Paraphrasing what my admin clerk said (she a graduate of English from U of T): "everyone here graduated from Ryerson. Everyone writes crappy. You're going to need way more than two days in a workshop to improve the writing of everyone." Funny because it's true
...would be what the less diligent PHIs would say. Perhaps.
Was a crazy, crappy day which involved: issuing a conditional pass after throwing upwards of $1000 worth of food; issued tickets to a place; closed a pool; had quasi-conversation with manager that turned me down for position ("Want to talk about the interview?" "No. There is nothing that can be said that will make me any less upset." Wow drama...lol). Oh, and I had lunch at 3:45pm because of all the craziness of the day. For serious.
That's just the way work goes sometimes. Yet, I think that not everyone goes through the same thing I do because I'm just self-absorbed enough to think that I just care a lot more about my job than others. Which may be true, but it begs the question: what exactly are you trying to prove?
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Thoughts and feelings look good shown, but they remain in my mind and my heart forever even if they become hidden forever due to circumstances beyond your control.
So I guess my body was asking for some sleep. I usually, you know, don't listen to my body.
Last night, I actually listened to it. I went to bed at 9:30pm (wtf?).
I mean, I still woke up a few times, but I guess the point is that I got some rest.
I suppose getting rest also gives you some weird dreams. The one I had last night involved having to go on a road trip with the entire family to Salt Lake City, Utah right after watching a "Legends of the WWF" wrestling match (where the wrestler, Shawn Michaels, wanted to go with us on the road trip). Oh, and in the dream my mother caught me smoking, because apparently I'm a smoker, but my cousin Princess said it's okay because I'm on vacation. Hmmmm....I think I should just go back to not sleeping as much
I've got this obsession with reading the (often bigoted and ignorant) comments section on The Star website (and the The Sun website -- I know...The Sun? Apparently I do want to kill my brain cells).
They are discouraging me from following my aspirations towards a new career (whatever that may be) because I'm feeling like I shouldn't leave this "cushy job". It's all "the sky is falling" while reading the comments (and articles, in the case of The Sun).
I've got to find a new hobby and I have to continue to believe in my (rather recent) dreams
So I haven't won in my regular basketball games for what seems like the longest time. This morning, I won. The difference, it would seem? The shoes. The shoes? It's gotta be the shoes!
I diverged from my normal Nike purchases and during the trip to Chicago I got some Reebok Zigtech's because they were the most comfortable shoes right out of the box (no break-in necessary). I am pleasantly -- no -- very pleasantly impressed with the performance of them.
Looks like I found the shoes I'll be purchasing in the future when this one wears down.
Yes, I believe the hype.
Yes, it was more than just likely luck that I won.
I don't care...I haven't won a lot recently. I'm taking this one
Great times (for my stomach) in Chicago yet again. Spent time with the fam, ate lots (and I mean lots) of food I shouldn't be eating every day, let alone every meal, bought a suit and a couple pairs of shoes, and it was our first trip with Eamon (who was a champ throughout it all).
Back to reality, as I always say. But it's good to be back to reality nowadays. Especially since reality now involves me getting my act together and getting back healthy(er). I have a race near the end of this month, and my arteries and aortic valve is still working on forgiving me