ground and pound sucks when you're the ground-ee

Bullshit.

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I was at the gym for nearly 3 hours Monday night. I went in at 6:30 to work out with Jess, but she wasn't there. I waited a few minutes, then went and worked out by myself. Luckily the two guys who had been in there left. I would just rather work out at home by myself, unless I'm working out with a partner or something. Weird, I know.

So I got in a decent leg workout (and some abs), then went to my classes. The first one wasn't that strenuous, but in the second, we grappled and sparred again. Damn. I skinned my knee and elbow, and my partner lost some hair. And grappling is VERY tiring. I was wondering all night if I'd make it to the end. Maybe working out before isn't a good idea. I just need to do more. And Jess does it, so I should just suck it up. I'll build up my endurance eventually. Getting enough sleep will help (if I can ever accomplish that).

And we grappled again tonight. I suck. At one point I couldn't breathe, but it seemed like more than just my partner's weight on my chest. Then I realized I'd forgotten to take my asthma maintenance meds (inhaler) before class, like I usually do. Or, I was just tired. Whatever. I don't know. Can I just hit stuff, please? I'm good at that.

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I'm taking tomorrow, next Friday, and part of next Thursday off. And I worked at home today and am working at home next Thursday. Leigh and I will be having lunch and shopping tomorrow. Clearance racks, here we come! I don't need much, but I'd like to get some dressier shirts for work, so I can try to get away from so many t-shirts. I don't think I dress that badly, but I could step it up. And most of my black shirts are faded! I would like to get some workout shirts, too. I've become very self-conscious of anything clinging to my gut region, and all those shirts I wore for ages have faded badly. I have some dye, but they'd still be more clingy than I'm comfortable with. Of course, grappling presents another problem. If there isn't some cling, I could risk flashing my soft white underbelly. Not a good look. And I'm not tucking them in. Oh yeah, a few more pairs of these and a couple more of these would be helpful. I love those shorts. They're comfortable, breathe well, and are long enough (!!!). I couldn't find the bra I get on their website. I do not pay that much!

Next Thursday I'm going to see the Hives with Scott. I am not sure of the plans, who's driving, who's picking up whom, etc. I was so worried about my house being somewhat clean that I decided to take off half the day in case he came into my house. I think I do ok, but on the off day it can be a bit...hairy. (I tend to vacuum every other day. Though this weekend, I vacuumed three days in a row.) That Friday I'm taking off...to recuperate. And because I can. I'll then be off for Memorial Day at the end of the month. Woo! Maybe I can enjoy my time off for once. Well, I do have to take Thea to the vet next week, which will be three weeks since her last test. They told me 2-4 weeks, though. I want a massage, too. And to win the lottery. And my own cat rescue. Oh, wait.