Seriously, I am so confused. It was 80-something over the weekend. Now it's 50. What am I supposed to wear? I guess it doesn't really matter what I wear since I'm either at school or working out. It's usually some mixture of seasonal clothing. Take for instance right now. Shorts and a hoodie. Weird.
This week has been pretty nice. It's a short week in honor of fall break. All hail fall break. Although I think the university introduced this weird non-holiday break to reduce the number of suicides around midterm. Isn't that right? Urban legend maybe. But still. Now we have one. And I don't have class until next week. Yippy skippy.
Babies are popping up all over. At least at the gym, where I refuse to drink the water. Disgusting. Never mind that it's currently physiologically impossible for me to be with child, I still stay far away from that drinking fountain. You can never be too careful. I guess it's really difficult to see myself in that sort of environment. The maternal environment. Or the spousal environment either. Hmm. I AM only 25, so there's nothing to rush into. But I can honestly say that I think I'd be pretty happy never getting married. Ask me again in 5 years.
There are some interesting things coming up in the next month or so. The big Ozark Fitness breast cancer fundraiser/launch event is at the end of the month. Then November brings the Heart of America CrossFit team challenge in St. Louis. Then there's the 5k Gone Bad CF event the week after that. The sky's the limit really. I'm also tossing around another idea for November, but that is by no means set in stone. Oh yes, I'm also running the Houston Marathon in 16 weeks. And finishing up my first semester of grad school. Busy gal right here.
And on that note...peace out, blog peeps.
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