indiana_j: (Boat)
I'm a dumbass.  I've been taking sleeping pills since I got back from Vancouver because my sleep cycle was all messed up.  Last night, I took two and then ...

Woke up half an hour later, went "I hadn't taken my sleeping pills!" and took another one.  Cue me being feeling stupid and sick and I'm still staggering around the house like a drunk.  Called out sick, though I will be working on e-mail since I've got the database on my computer, because there's no way I can drive like this.

It wasn't as bad as the time when I was living with [ profile] frito_kal and accidentally (though the same exact way!) took two of my Ambien within half an hour of each other, thankfully.  But, still, I'm a dumbass and I'll not be taking the pills again for a while.


Apr. 18th, 2011 01:38 pm
indiana_j: (Sleep)
Home sick today. I spent most of my night either sneezing my head off or being so stuffed up that laying down was impossible. I picked up more meds today and food, too, so my fridge is full again - and now, I go nap. Because I still kind of want to die.
indiana_j: (Default)
Oh fuck.  I'm sitting here and trying to remember if I just took my sleeping pill or not.  I should probably err on the side of "probably", just in case ...

Had a great time tonight - I trucked up to Columbia, made great time!, to see Amanda and Evan and we went to their weekly trivia game.  I wasn't as much of a hold up as I thought I'd be but certainly not the lead on - I'm never the lead in trivia, to be honest, as my brain freezes.  But I did well enough and, more importantly, had a lot of fun.

It made me miss our laptop parties in the house ...
indiana_j: (Default)
Oh.  Oh hell, okay...


Now that I've figured out what the hell happened today (on top of bad insomnia, eating habits thrown out the window and stress), I can probably keep an eye on it for the next few days.  This isn't an excuse for crazy behavior, because it's still bad, but I'm now longer sort of freaking myself out about what happened today.  (It just reminded me of the bad days, you know?)

Also, is it bad that I've been so busy at work that I haven't used the restrooms there long enough to forget the passcode to get into the ladies room? XD
indiana_j: (Default)
Christ, I haven't eaten in 16 hours.  No wonder I feel like crap.  (Don't worry - even though I think I may have sold my soul at Whole Foods, I have a chicken curry pastie and grapes that I'm going to eat in a few.  Before, you know, I keel over.)

Edit full of food:  Not surprising to anyone here but I feel a million times better now.  The pastie was actually quite good, though I've had better for sure, and I wonder if they switch up their flavors (they had a steak and mushroom and then the chicken curry) at all.  And I shouldn't complain too much of the price I paid at Whole Foods (but I will) - I did get really nice looking swordfish for tonight and shrimp for later this week.

But, still, ow.  I spent more on one bag of groceries there than I did my entire run at Giant...
indiana_j: (Default)
I've got such a vicious headache tonight that I'm probably going to go to bed soon.  There's an XP meme but I think I'm going to have to tackle that tomorrow.

CHALLENGE:  As I'm feeling awful, and I really stink sometimes at icons (I make good ones for folks but I can't ever figure them out for me) my challenge is this:  make me an icon you think represents me.  (And as much as I love monkeys, if you make me a monkey icon you have to make me something else. XD)  I'm tired of my default icon.  (Or pictures you think represent me and I'll crop. :D)


Mar. 28th, 2009 08:58 pm
indiana_j: (Jaz Parks // Gun)
I've put off dentist visits for too long, I think.  I've got swelling and pain and a horrific headache/neckache because of tooth pain.  I can't really take any time off of work until next Friday, though. because of the conference.  Until then, aspirin and heating pads, I think.  (God, I hate dentists but I need to start going back to get work done.)
indiana_j: (Default)
Wine + apparent allergy attack from a kitty I'm not used to + bad sleep over the last few days = bed for me.  I'll be responding to emails and such in the morning.

Ow ow Ow

Feb. 20th, 2009 07:30 am
indiana_j: (Golf clap)
I'm going to pretend that it doesn't hurt when I swallow.  Yeah.  It'll go away.
indiana_j: (Exercise 1)
I'll stop talking about this when it starts getting routine. ;)

I went for my actual free personal training session and I got trainer Lisa who I met last Thursday; she's down to earth, funny and full of kick my buttness.  No, really, she is.  I don't hurt as much as I did with George - who I ran into tonight and who gave me a hard time; I think I've found a friend *grins* - but she certainly pushed my limits tonight.

Treadmill for 10 minutes at a fast pace with various up and down hills; various upper body machines; crunches, which she showed me exactly what I was doing wrong with them in TKD - it's amazing, for once my back isn't pretending it's France and throwing down the barricades after 30 of them; and planks.  I.  Hate.  Planks.

I got chided for not eating anything since lunch (two hours before workout, have something on stomach) and for not bringing water.  And also for not breathing.  I got poked in the stomach!  "There's all that air."  "Gah."

We sat down to discuss price and I told her that I'd love to keep working with her but what's going to make or break it isn't the time, it's the pricing.  Much to my surprise, she put down the price book and penciled me in for tomorrow at 8 - yet another free personal training session.  That's the third one when I'm only supposed to get one.  I don't know why but I'm not going to complain.  So tomorrow we talk price and apparently while she'd like to see me twice a week I can do once a week.

Please let it not be pricey...

But you know, after a pretty shitty day (between this morning, work being hellish and people from everywhere going insane) a good solid work out really did my piece of mind some good.


Feb. 7th, 2009 11:35 am
indiana_j: (Exercise 1)
Third day at the gym and it was the kwando class.  And true to his word, a grinning George was watching towards the end. :P  Kwando ... it's different.  Jennifer who runs the class likes that I have TKD training but told me that the best thing to do is to keep the idea of the body from TKD but to let go of the forms.  The kicks are different, they throw punches that would make Khan wince - but it's not about form.  They aren't teaching us to defend ourselves, it's a cardio class.

It's a cardio class that kicked my butt.

I'm going to stick with it and see what comes of it.  I need a better bra, though. *cuddles chest*  Sweet Jesus, that hurt.

I also like that since it was at 9:30, I've got my entire day in front of me.  I need to eat, shower and do some cleaning; errands need to be run.  After that, though, I think it's me time.  Todd's floating around here but the other two roommates are gone so I'll put on a movie or something once I'm done cleaning and errands are done.

3 days so far, I'm hurting but I feel good about myself. Let's see if I can stick it through.  Taking the next two days off and I've got my official personal training session on Tuesday night at 7.

indiana_j: (Exercise 2 Water)
Tonight was supposed to be my one free personal training at Bally's but George, the guy who signed me up and apparently the head of trainers, was unable to find anyone in at 7 pm on a Friday for a session.  So he put me through my paces (waaaah) and I get to set up another time later.  Half an hour only, my ass.  My very sore ass.

George was awesome because he was funny, easy on the eyes (oh baby!) and kicked my ass from start to finish.  He quickly realized that I'm chatty and easily distracted by words.  So he plopped me on one of those things that's like a treadmill but for your individual feet and just chatted until I realized we'd done six minutes and I wanted to die.

We then played opposites on the weight machines - for every machine that did one action, we then went and did the machine that did the opposite.  After that, we went and took a look at the other machines, mocked the people on the machines that apparently should be labeled "waste of time and money" ("George, is that guy reading a book on that machine?" "..."), and then he twisted me into a pretzel for stretches.  "Oh, you're flexible!  Yay!"

It was really good because I needed someone to look at me when I was starting to waver and go "You know you can keep going, I know it - show me you can keep going".  He had more faith in my abilities than I did and he'd just met me.  The bastard.  It gave me a good gauge of how much weight I need to use (we got on a machine and the woman in front of us had been lifting, like, 10 lbs.  He rolled his eyes and said something about 'easy' money'), what machines to use and how much of a workout.

I'm apparently very amusing and pretty down to earth when it comes to what I expect to get from the gym - I want to lose 20 lbs, then reevaluate; I want to gain muscle and lose the squishy - muscle weighs more than fat, I said, and got a pat on the head; if I'm not in on a regular basis, this'll do squat.  So, at least two times a week and he's pretty much got me coming in for kwando tomorrow morning.

A very good workout and one that makes me want to stick with it, unlike Curves (it works for some, not me) which just frustrated me because the people there were not what I needed.  (A workout at Curves made me want to throw up - this makes me feel like jell-o; better, I think.)

Now, dinner and then I die.

Go Me

Feb. 4th, 2009 09:48 am
indiana_j: (Default)
I just signed up for a Bally's membership - other gyms have fallen flat because of my commitment.  It helps that this is a month to month contract and I've got a roommate who goes there on a regular basis.  Also, they have a pool. :D  Later today I'm going to give that dance studio a call and check out their free dance package lessons.

It's a good first step.

Oh guilt

Nov. 14th, 2008 11:59 am
indiana_j: (Default)
Since I actually, for the most part, enjoy my job I always feel slightly guilty when I take off unexpectedly.  Granted I have good reason today but, well, after the appointment I think I'm going to try and get some things done.  Also, if I do things today I won't have to worry about doing this this weekend.

-Grocery shopping.  Going to try out that other Giant since Ben seems to really like it.
-Buy more cat food - AFTER the appointment and after I drown myself in allergy meds
-Clean: room, possibly bathroom depending on how cranky my back is
-Go through work email
-Call mom :D
-Stare out into the yard and hope that some lawn gnomes come by and do it for me

Right now, though, I've got about an hour and a half until I have to leave so I'm going to get lunch and then bum around for a while.

Kill me

Nov. 14th, 2008 09:06 am
indiana_j: (Fullmetal Alchemist // Ugh)
I've been in the middle of a damned allergy attack since late Wednesday night - yesterday I was running off of two hours of interrupted sleep, a can of Coke and a box of tissues.  Again with the no sleep tonight though it was more than the night before.  Just not, you know, all at once.  I'm cashing in a sick day and going to see if I can get an appointment.

I need my medicine pretty badly at this point.  It was bad enough trying to get through a work day sneezing my damned head off but if I have to spend the weekend like this I will cry.

Edit:  Doctor's appointment has been achieved, though barely since everyone is booked up but apparently I sounded just awful enough to squeeze me in so they can write me a prescription.   It's at 1:30 so I'll just be miserable in bed for a while.
indiana_j: (Fullmetal Alchemist // Ugh)
Left work early.  Trying not to die.


Jun. 23rd, 2008 01:10 pm
indiana_j: (Dresden // Kevlar helps)
I am home sick today - this means that once I'm done eating, I'll be online-ish with the exception of nap time.  I'm feeling worlds better than I did last night/this morning, but still pretty under the weather.  Some solid food, more rest and I should be good to go tomorrow.  Hopefully.  I have too much stuff to do at work...
indiana_j: (Default)
1. Reply to this post, and I will pick five of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee. Whoo!

Nute )


Rossi )


For Em )


Also, I've decided that on nights I don't go to the gym I'm going to walk (unless it's raining).  Which means that my weeks will look like Gym x3, Walk x4 and for the start, I'm just doing from my house down to the end of the neighborhood and back.  It's a little over a half mile walk (is that good to start?) and while I pushed myself into going a little faster than normal tonight, I can probably do that in about 10 - 15 minutes.

Have you ever had your limbs feel like mint?  You know that shocky burst you get when you bite into mint?  Yeah, my legs feel like that right now. :D
indiana_j: (Vincent shooting)
Well, that doesn't feel very good...

Growing up, I was a major klutz but managed to escape with only a few "major" injuries.  Second degree burns from a boy scout thing (long story short, my girl scout troop leader ran a boy scout troop and took us to their big summer camp thing) on my left hand, but no scars to show.  The biggest thing was in either 11th or 12th grade, when I slipped off the top of the school bus steps and landed sideways on the ankle.

I barely (and when I say barely, I mean it) avoided breaking the ankle and came out with an incredibly awful sprain.  I was stuck with an air cast in winter which meant I didn't treat my injury as seriously because it was cold and I wanted my damnable shoe back.  My shoe, mine.  Stupid, yes, but I was like 17.  Of course I was stupid.

Fast forward 10 years or so (...geez).  The right ankle is the weaker of the two, that's for sure.  Enough to the point that when I was doing TKD, my doctor had me wear an ankle brace for a few months.  It's the one that I know without a doubt will buckle or do something stupid; I can pop it by just wiggling the stupid thing around.

But lately, if I don't move it for a while, when I do, it pops.  And not the "Aahh, that feels better" pop but in the "HOLY SHIT, OW OW OW" pop frame of mind.  Nerves all ablaze and trying not to move for a few seconds kind of ow.

*stares at it*  I wonder if I should get myself to a doctor if this keeps up.
indiana_j: (Holy crap!)
With the exception of this unholy headache (again; it's got to be eyestrain), tonight's been pretty pleasant.  There was enough snow on the ground to make my inner child squee (not enough to close anything down of course); Amanda made dinner and it was of the good and then she also made brownies, which were also of the good.

This weekend shall be spent mostly comatose, I believe.  I've got The Lost Room to watch from Nextflix, plus a ton of other stuff from Christmas.

And, oh, *points it icon* say hello to Twitchy. ^.~


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