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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Pouiim

Because it's wonderful what the random pieces of our universe turn out to be.
Pouiim. I think this should be a word added to our language.
Anyone have any suggestions for its definition?? Just whatever it feels like to you. I think I'll use it in a book if we can find a good definiton. It was just a random combination of letters that caught me. Happy.
I just got back from an amazing run! I really didn't want to go a normal route and be bored and end up not pushing myself, so I decided to take a random turn at every crossroads, and find as many stairs as I could on campus and run up or down them. I love running at night. It is a little rainy drizzly right now, not too heavy but of course the ground is soaked everywhere. I don't mind though because I'm breaking in my new shoes starting next week so these ones are on their way into retirement. So yeah, any time you're bored with your run route, try to find stairs and chase yourself up them. It's a really cool view from the top of the parking garage.
I've had a shaky day. Like I made significant progress with my math and my professor, and that was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. And I went to the review for my other math and it was ok. And I'm done with my russian quiz which was T/F and that saved my butt although her T/F are hard.
Had a long conversation with a friend last night. It was good, and I made some progress on a few levels. I really can't afford to trust people yet because I'm stretched so thin and trying to patch my life up, which is going well, but I'm trying to be smart and not go all out again just because things are good for the moment. I don't think it would hurt me as bad to be betrayed again, because I found myself, and am stronger and more confident than ever... but right now I don't know how it would go down. Maybe I'd be strong enough to shake my head sadly and just walk away. But a maybe isn't strong enough to count on.
Oh that run kicked my ass.
If you've never run really hard, you don't know what it feels like when your lungs have opened up. Like when you're done and you're just sitting around, but you take like one huge deep breath. And you don't even need to breathe for a minuted because your lungs are so open and alive and strong. Oh amazing.
I have these huge stress knots in my back muscles, although I almost always get this one underneath my left shoulderblade, but this time around my right side is super locked up. Actually my usual stress spot is the only relaxed place on my back.
Ok, so I really like weighing only 166 lbs. My body usually puts itself up around 180 even. But being sick and having to still workout while I don't eat may have practically murdered me... but I lost weight and it's still coming off, if at a much more healthy pace. I feel lighter and stuff, which takes more strain away from my weak knee while it strengthens. And plus you can really see it on my figure. Like all the places where I felt uncomfortable with my fat, are now down to where I look at them and think Hmm.. nice and gently curvy... but not fat. My body is really enjoying it. It feels more natural now that I'm here. This feels much more like the me I picture in my head.
Of course the army still wants me to drop 16 lbs. Haha. I just might. Would be interesting to try. I mean, my stomach is still making me miserable, which in turn makes it easier to not eat the large meals I normally would. I had a whole cheeseburger for lunch and was very close to losing it afterwards. So sad. It was super yummy though.
Oh man. Gotta do rounds and shower and get to bed so I can wake up at 8. Ack!
LALALALALLAALALALALALALALAL.
Ok tantrum moment past. BUHBYE NOW!

1 Comments:

  • At 7:58 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Pouiim (possible definitions)
    1. a word with four vowels
    2. the after taste of peach vodka
    3. the curved 'valleys' between the points on a serrated blade
    4. your mom ;)

     

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