Get Back In The Game.

Well, let's see what's been going on lately. 

The second half of last week was not really all that pleasant for me, being full of work and homework and generally feeling unhealthy and sad. The weekend saw me at Cedar Point with 3 coworkers and their friends/lovers though, so that was certainly a good way to have fun!

I found myself to be reserved and uncomfortable more often than I wanted though.  I was hanging out with the most witty and fun people I know, and they were all having a brilliant time.. but somehow I was just stuck in the dark ages. On the upside, seeing the pure vitality of some of them has inspired me to redouble my efforts to be happy.

Top Moment of the Weekend:

-Riding in the backseat to the park, I was watching the autumn colors through the window, lost in thought. As usual, my expression was probably pretty stark and sad. Batman (Coworker K's guest) turned around from the passenger seat and asked how I was. That reminded me that I should probably be engaging with other humans instead of being introspective and I smiled at him in reply. The look on his face was the highlight of the weekend-he seemed genuinely overjoyed at my smile. Don't get me wrong, this wasn't the best moment because a man complimented my smile. It was brilliant because right then and there, I needed to be reminded that pure joy is not only possible, but infectious. I'll take that moment and let it keep me warm all winter. Someone was happy to see me happy. 

Worst Moment of the Weekend: 

-Coworker B took a really disgusting picture of me as I slept in the back of her car on the drive home. Gross. 

No wonder I'm single.

I have met Batman several times before, usually at dance parties. I believe it was August when he challenged me to an "Ab Contest". Both of us are doing our darndest to achieve a six pack by Halloween. It will be judged publicly by the crowd at the Halloween Bang! in Ann Arbor later this month. I don't think I'm going to win, especially when he cooks us all things like stuffed french toast. 

This is what losing a fitness contest looks like. (Totally worth it.)

Apparently the best workout (aside from walking around in freezing weather at Cedar Point for 12 hours) is dancing non-stop when you're in the privacy of your own room. You can get weird and really just rock the F* out. I will continue to work on that with the addition of all kinds of new music that I picked up from hanging out with so many cool people all weekend. I shall use this skill to develop my six pack. The winner of the contest gets... a six pack (of beer, obvi). 

I really do need to get back to the CrossFit though. I feel like a slug for taking so many days off. It's a waste of an expensive Groupon if I keep slacking. I think once my month trial membership runs out though, I may just continue to work out at home (or try anyway). I really can't afford the financial stress of a $150 (!!!!!!) gym membership. Besides, once I learn how to do the moves, it seems like I can accomplish many of them at home. Next thing you know, I'll have Olympic weightlifting equipment in my living room next to the chaise lounge!