tantalizing tease

last night i dreamt that i had a beautiful, black panther as a pet. he lived in my closet because i'm not allowed pets in my apartment. every night i'd open the door and crawl in and cuddle with him. he would roll around and purr and love me even though he never left that little room. at one point in wondered that he never seemed to have to eliminate waste, but chalked it up to the fact that i never seemed to feed or water him.

chalked it up. where did that phrase come from? one would assume it has to do with chalking, or drawing, some plans of some sort. maybe it refers to using chalk on a blackboard to add up sums. interesting...

i've started exercising again after work in preparation of the walk next month. i'm making sure to start slow since i've been a sloth all summer and the last thing i need is an injury or to burn out before october. it's only been a couple days, but i've already seen some encouraging results and, get this, i'm actually enjoying sweating. i've changed my whole opinion of it. sweating is good. it means your body is working hard and functioning properly. you're eliminating toxins and cooling yourself down. it is a tangible measure of your energy expenditure. my sweat is my badge of exercising honour!

okay, that was just gross. i'm sorry.

one of the things i've noticed is that even though the sun is setting earlier, after i get home from work/working out, i seem to have a lot more energy to get things accomplished around the house. i'm finding myself a little twitchy if i don't have anything to do and it's only 8pm. usually, i get home and plunk myself on the futon and the next thing i know it's ten o'clock and it's time for bed. i like this side-effect. i'm getting stuff done. it's empowering.