As usual, it has been a while since my last update. For those of you that read multiple entries every year or so, you may not notice that, but for those that check regularly, I apologize for the lack of updates. I mean, I haven't heard a lot of complaints about the lack of new material on here, so it must be going well. Right?
So "what's new?" you might ask. Well, not much to be honest with you. Since I've been back from Europe, I've been finding home much the same as I left it. Aside from gas going up almost a full dollar since I left, things are pretty much the same. Work, eat, drink, sleep...you know the routine.
I'm still drinking more than I would like, but yesterday, I began excercizing. Excercising. I do it so infrequently that I don't even remember how to spell the damn word. And I'm a fucking Journalism major. I'm leaving the misspelled versions above to prove how little I partake in the activity. Anyway, working out has been working out pretty well thus far. I can't really give you too many long-term effects yet as I just started last night, but things seem to be on the up-and-up.
Going back to the whole 'Drinking more than I would like' aspect of my life - it's really become my favorite past-time. It's been like 36 hours since my last beer, which lately IS something to brag about. There's a t-shirt or a bumper sticker that sums up my attitude towards consuming alcoholic beverages that says something to the effect of:
"I'm not an alcoholic. Alcoholics go to meetings."
Really that's about all there is to it. But seriously, I'm cutting back. It's been a while, at least, since I've purchased a beer. So that's something.
My birthday is this week. I know you may be thinking that I'll drink a lot on that day, but I have a stupid gig to go to and beer is too expensive at the stupid fucking bar we play at, so it looks like that will be a sober-fest for me as well. Who knows, maybe I'll run three miles that day too. Or maybe I'll just bring a flask with me.
So "why are you telling me all this?" you might be asking. Well, to answer your question, I've found some similarities between drinking beer (see also: wine, whiskey, scotch, etc.) and exercising. First, sleep comes quick to those that are tired, be it from a bottle or from sweating for an hour. Instead of being hung-over when I wake up, I'm just sore from using muscles that I previously reserved for emergency purposes only. Also, both activities leave you wanting to drink more. It's just that drinking a beer after a run is kind of a tough thing to do.
I realize I'll probably be through with this whole 'working out' thing in a week or so, so I'm glad I addressed the topic in my blog before I lost it completely. Maybe it'll help me stick to it. Who knows.
Happy birthday, me.
2 comments:
Wow, I never put drinking and exorcising on the same level like that. They really are pretty similar. I think I like drinking more though. It's much easier.
"exorcising"?
I try not to drink when I exorcise, either. The risk of getting puked on is, like, exponentially higher.
P.S. Your mother sucks c**ks in hell.
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