I had an appointment this morning so got up, walked 15 mins then afterwards went to the gym. I did an intense cardio workout then weights. My physio told me to do pulse on the leg press to “fire up my glutes”. Fire up? Is that another name for EXTREME pain? Then I walked home. All in the hot, hot heat. I’m a legend. A freaken crazy legend.
Em mentioned on her blog the other day that she was having almond butter and it sounded mighty delish so I got some. On the way home for the gym, I wanted lunch but I wanted easy to make and easy to eat lunch cos I don’t have the strength left for major chewing. Then I remembered the almond butter so I bought a roll and made a banana and almond butter roll for lunch. It was the most truly awesome roll ever. Maybe more awesome if I’d put cinnamon on it but the cinnamon is the kitchen (everything else is in the fridge in my room where the housemates can’t get at it) and my housemate was in the kitchen and I didn’t want cinnamon badly enough to put up with talking to him.
I was going to go shopping for a suit this arvo. I managed without one for two years but figure I should have one. But it’s bloody hot and it’s going to be bloody hot tomorrow and so I figure no one is going to expect me to wear a suit to an interview when it’s 40 degrees and, if they do, I don’t want to work for facist nitpickers like that anyway. I did buy an iron so now I have a whole world of new clothes open to me – all the ones I wore once then they needed ironing so I’ve dumped them in the back of the wardrobe. How do you iron?
Update: job interview has been postponed until Monday. At least it won’t be so damn hot but that means I might have to buy a suit.