Health and Fitness-y stuff
As evidenced by the significantly increased step count the past couple of weeks, I've made a few changes. I finally stopped letting myself make excuses about running. No more of this, "I'll just wait until I can run outside." Or, "I'll do it in 10 minutes." I pulled out my Nike t-shirt, looked at it, and just did it. My general fitness isn't as great as it was a few years ago, but I'm still able to do at least 10 minutes without stopping. As of last night, I'm back up to 18 minutes without taking a walk break. Within the week, that should get up to 20 and from there, I'll add slowly back up to 30 minutes. It feels good to be running again, even if it's slowly on a crappy treadmill.
I've also been trying to avoid the 'must decrease calories to lose weight' mindset. I was being too restrictive with it which just caused me to want peanut butter and chocolate even more. It's only been a couple of weeks but it seems to be working. I don't want to jinx myself so that's all I'm going to say for now.
I received an IKEA gift card for Christmas because, well, I asked for one. I know IKEA is renowned for it's cheap furniture made out of the crappiest particle board on the earth, but sometimes you just need some cheap furniture to fill a space. Specifically speaking, I needed some items for what will be my craft room. Eric had never been to an IKEA before so we decided it was time to make the hour drive out there two Saturday's ago. Eric's first impression? IKEA looks like an airport. I'd never really thought about it before, but he's totally right. It's even complete with a crummy cafeteria!
We both have pretty short fuses when it comes to dealing with overcrowded stores filled with people who don't grasp the basic concept of traffic flow down an aisle. So it was an achievement when we got in and out with speed and no rage on our parts. Now my craft room looks much better:
Power tools made the assembly of the coffee table way easier. I still want one more piece of furniture, a small armchair, to go in the corner where I stood to take this picture. Then if my mom and I ever have our craft skills exchange day (it's been canceled 3 times now!), we'll be able to sit and sip coffee while knitting.
One of my coworkers and I were discussing Steam's trading card system last week. Originally, I'd had no idea what the purpose of the trading cards in my Steam inventory, but now I understand. And now I'm totally hooked on it. Apparently, collecting trading cards allows you to assemble little profile badges and get rewards like emoticons, profile backgrounds and coupons that steeply discount games that may or may not be crappy. I put $5 on my Steam account and went to town buying Don't Starve trading cards so now I have three different emoticons and a new profile background:
Steam certainly knows how to capitalize on people's desires, or at least my desire, to collect things.