It rained all day today. I think there may have been a combined total of twenty minutes that we didn’t have precipitation, but I can’t verify that. I did make it to the car from work without getting rained on, but just barely. Jon and I got soaked walking from the gym to the car and then got completely whiny about the whole thing and decided to avoid any more wetness by foregoing a trip to Dillons for a trip through the drive-thru.
I realize we weren’t going to melt, but the rain makes me tired. Also, I don’t mind being in the rain, and a wet shirt doesn’t bother me at all. But wet feet are a different thing entirely. I don’t own rain boots (or galoshes, as the kids call them these days) or a raincoat. I have tennis shoes. And they are not waterproof and my feet were pretty damp for most of the day. Another thing I hate? Wet pant legs, and it’s worse now because all of my pants are too long. This has actually been an ongoing problem. The places where I buy pants firmly stick to the big and tall rule of clothing making, so I can’t find a plus sized pant that accommodates my short height. My current pants selection was doing okay for a long time. Sure, they were a little long, but I made them work.
Apparently, increased physical activity and more fruits and veggies make your pants larger. Be warned of this weird trick of nature.
I need to either find someone who knows how to hem pants or I need to take a crash course in doing it myself. Because even pulling them up as I walk over the wet ground doesn’t always do the trick, and it’s a tricky feat when I’m already carrying other things. The pants I wear are not “roll up” friendly either, and I’m not going to resort to the early ’90s fashion statement of pegging my pants. That hasn’t come back in style and I have no intentions of bringing it back.
The gym did happen though, and that’s always a good way to kick off a Monday. I’ve been using my gym time to watch Netflix on my phone, and I’m almost done with “The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest.” This makes time go by faster, which is good, because even though I like how I feel when i exercise, I’m not entirely sold on the exertion part. Also, having my ear buds in gives me an excuse to zone out in my own little world. I could be considered a rude gym goer. Unless I know someone, I have no interest in talking to complete strangers, especially the old guy who got up in my business about how to diet several months ago (I really do hold a grudge). Today, he actively tried to engage me while I had my ear buds in and was very obviously watching a movie. So I ignored him and just kept doing my thing.
Which I’m sure makes me a horrible person, but age has seriously worn down that part of me that feels the need to indulge everyone. My gym time is my time, and I’d like to keep it that way.
The last thing of the day is that my newest Coursera course started today. I’m taking Social Psychology and I’m kind of excited for a refresher on part of my college major. Admittedly, I went a little gung ho when I first started signing up for classes a few months ago, and then they all rolled around and I quit them all because I got overwhelmed. This wasn’t the first time I’d done that to myself. But right now, I’m in the mood to maintain a stress free, low pressure class. Even with Gencon coming up, I think I can hang with this one.
I was going to do a little discussion about the remake of “Oldboy,” but I think I’ll save that for another night.
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