Since Tues/Thurs are my non stop days, sometimes I come home at 5:30 and I can’t muster the gusto to change into work out gear and walk over to the gym. By bringing my bag and changing at work, I eliminated the need to walk all the way up to the apartment, thus making the gym trip more likely.
It’s a good thing I changed too. It got cold(er) again, definitely below freezing by the time I got home, so had I walked into the warm apartment, there would’ve been no way I would have gone out again.
30 minutes in the gym. 15 elliptical. 15 bike. Rowing and Triceps to end it.
Leftovers for dinner. I stuck my hand into the Russel Stover’s box one too many (three too many) times after, :/
Class. Grading. Submitted Midterms.
A few errands
Odd weather, freezing with wind and light snow, so a workout on the treadmill it was. 40 minutes of intervals. 2 minutes brisk walk. 5 minutes jog.
Either the wifi, or Pandora, or my phone was being finicky, because my music kept randomly stopping, or took forever to buffer. That really threw a kink in my motivation to run, but I powered through the silences and commercials (which had no trouble playing). And pushed a little harder when the music did finally play.
Ended the sweat session with legs and a core workout. Someday I know these planks will get easier and I will be able to go beyond 30 seconds.
For the drabble: "why why did you come so far for me" with kakashi plz!
Lol this is dorky- I’m sorry.
“Why…? Why did you come so far for me?” you questioned the man who stood at your front door, confusion and shock riddled throughout your voice.
Looking at you as if he didn’t have the patience to deal with your questions, Kakashi just shook his head as he stepped inside your house, “Because you messaged me saying you hadn’t eaten in two days, Y/N.” he answered as he handed you a bag of food and began to take off his coat. “You can’t just stay trapped in your house, because it got cold again…”
You shrugged, still in shock of him walking in the bitter cold for as long as he did. “Yes, I can. It’s 4 degrees outside, Kakashi! I’m not leaving my house when it’s this cold out, no matter how much I need to go and buy food. I’d rather starve than freeze.” you rebutted.
“Y/N; you can’t just not take care of yourself, because it’s cold-”
“This cold is inhuman; I grew up in the desert; I’m not designed to survive the tundra.”
He just let out a little sigh, “Just eat your rice.”
She’s not the type of girl you’re used to… and you’re not quite sure if you like it or not. She’s not easy to get to know. She’s guarded and closed off… anything even slightly personal is harder to get to than Fort Knox. With her – it’s always one step forwards and two steps back and it’s SO frustrating… But you think maybe you kind of like it… because when you see those little glimpses of her you know you’re probably the only person who ever has.
She can’t be charmed… she’s not that type of girl. She manages to twist your compliments into insults or downplay them into jokes, and again… it’s so frustrating!!! Why can’t she believe that you like her!? Why can’t she just accept that she’s beautiful?
She can’t be bought because again… she’s not that type of girl. Jewelry, flowers, gifts… none of it interests her and she gets angry if you try it. She seems to think it’s effortless, and to her credit she’s kind of right… you’re simply repeating the same rehearsed steps to try and make her like you that you did with every other girl… and it won’t work… because she’s not like other girls.
She’s demure yet provocative… She runs hot and cold… She’s self-conscious, but also self-assured… In fact, she’s just about every contradiction you can possibly think of and yet you’re somehow addicted to this roller coaster ride because you know that even when she’s being the complete opposite of herself she’s still the most ‘real’ woman you think you’ve ever met and you just want to get to know her more. You want to see all of her… get inside her mind… know everything there is to know about her…
But she won’t let you. She’s not that type of girl.
And when the day comes to let her go and kiss her goodbye forever, you can tell she wants to cry… But she won’t… because she’s not that type of girl. She never was. She never will be…
And that’s exactly what you loved about her most.