Or for you non-brutal types: "Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning how to dance in the rain."
I had a heart-to-heart with my 100th Night Date today about 100th Night. Our last night together was less than optimal. I was upset because it appeared that she was unappreciative of my efforts for that weekend. Before we drifted off to bed, I asked her what she thought of the weekend, expecting to hear nothing but "it was great" as a sign of social tact. On the contrary, she told me exactly what she thought, but ended it all with "I still had a great time."
So yes, I really was upset over it, but I was a little girl about it all and became passive aggressive our last night together and didn't express how I really felt. Funny because I vented to my best friend about it on my drive back to West Point and the first song that played on the radio as I was driving back was "Fuck You" by Cee Lo Green. Perfectly apt given the situation no? I then talked to my roommate about what happened, about some of her concerns over the weekend and he told me that you can't expect everyone you hang out with to act like a cadet and that you have to be able to adjust to their abilities. One of my date's concerns was that she felt that everything was rushed. I didn't think so, but I suppose its because I'm used to having everything planned out to the minute whereas she was more used to going with the flow. Given that it was supposed to be a relaxing weekend, and given that I did stress out over missing hard times, I suppose a mix of both should have been in order.
Getting that off my chest was good and I think my relationship with my 100th Night Date is better off because of it. I think that this is one lesson that will serve me well in the future. I can't just dwell on the fact that my well thought out plan wasn't unfurling as it should or that the storm was coming. I need to be able to survive first contact with the enemy, learn how to dance in the rain, and learn to just have fun and still win.
All in all though, to be completely honest, I did have a blast over 100th Night Weekend, inaccurate planning and grumpiness and all. It has definitely made me even more jaded that's for sure. Graduation Day couldn't come any slower!
Showing posts with label 100th Night. Show all posts
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Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
100th Night. 100th Night Complete. Please be seated.
So the deed is done: 100th Night Weekend is official over and what a weekend it was. It's always nice to see a well planned plan executed successfully, even if not everything went according to plan.
100th Night Weekend started innocently enough with a regular school day. It was rainy that morning, so I guess you can thank the Class of 2011 for "making it rain" that day. To be fair, I did spend quite a bit this past weekend (more than a months salary, but my monthly salary isn't very much to begin with, so don't let that fool you). Nonetheless, it was still a fun weekend.
The Secretary of Defense came and spoke to us that afternoon and talked about how we were entering a military that's the most capable since ever basically, but also very stressed because of all the demands placed on it. I really like Secretary Gates because it seems that he genuinely cares for the troops, a feeling I never felt for Secretary Rumsfeld.
After hearing Secretary Gates speak, I was done for the day. I wasn't scheduled to meet with my 100th Night Date until about 5:00pm, so I spent a bit of time in the room getting ready, packing, and cleaning. It's pretty funny to note that my roommate and I cleaned the most we've ever cleaned that afternoon simply because we'd have company (i.e.girls) over. Our room looked pretty spic and span at the end of it all.
I then left the barracks to go up to my car. Along the way, it started raining again, and as I neared my car (about a mile away from where I live-- up hill too) the rain had turned into snow flakes. Luckily, as time would tell, it would be a great weekend and it only snowed that afternoon/early evening.
So I get to the train station and meet up with my date on the train. As it was a Friday evening, the train was pretty packed, but probably not as packed as it could have been due to the crappy weather. I was pretty tired at this time, so I dozed off on the train for a little bit. Before you know it, we were at Grand Central Terminal. While there, we picked out a bottle of pinot grigio and a fruit tart to share after dinner that night.
Speaking of dinner, we went to the Top of the Tower Restaurant. I read reviews on it saying that the view was gorgeous but the food was mediocre, so I didn't expect too much, but I was pleasantly surprised. The view was great! At 26 stories up, and every table right next to the window, every diner has a commanding view of the sights of the East River. The food was also very good-- I had short ribs as an appetizer and salmon as the main course while my date had muscles as an appetizer and gnocchi. I was laughing at my date's misfortune as she tried one of the peppers included with her muscles-- a little too spicy for her I suppose. I don't do spicy food well at all (I sweat profusely, even with mildly spicy stuff), so I flat out refused.
That evening, we didn't do much but enjoy each other's company over dessert and wine. A pleasant experience for all.
The next day, Saturday February 26, 2011, we woke up bright and early in order to get to my date's 10am hair appointment down in Chelsea. I'm so glad I have a smart phone now, as it's GPS feature has saved me more times than I can count. It didn't take too long for my date to get her hair done, and she looked ravishing afterward and you could see that even getting her hair done gave her a great boost of confidence. After that, we decided to get lunch. I was in the mood for Korean, Korean Ramen in particular as I developed a love/hate relationship with it after my trip to South Korea this past summer (a story for another day, maybe off the record), but we decided to settle for Vietnamese food instead.
Still having some time to kill, I was somehow dragged into window shopping. As my date looked at clothes, I thought it was kinda funny seeing other guys in the women's department searching around for a chair to sit on while carrying bags in both hands. Yo comprendo.
Finally it was time to go to West Point. We were both tired, so we both were under the impression that we would both fall asleep on the train. I kept up my end of the bargain and did fall asleep, but my date was so anxious for the event that she stayed up the entire train ride up/played with the little kid from across the aisle. Great-- a five-year old kid has more game than I do...
At West Point, after changing, my date got to meet my roommate, his girlfriend, and all of my other friends as well. First, we all took photos, as is customary, of which I still have to show my mom. I'll probably forward her those photos after I type up this blog. Before dinner actually started, we had a cocktail social hour, which was a good idea, but poorly executed I think. It was very crowded, and I felt like I was in a club more than I felt like I was in a formal setting. It is kind of funny seeing college aged kids like myself pretending to be older. All I was missing was my pocket watch, cane, top hat, and monocle. Lots of fun now that I think about it.
Dinner was nothing to write home about, as it was the same "formal food" we've eaten at every other formal weekend I've had at West Point. As is customary, we also had a guest speaker, this time it was GEN Cody, former Vice Chief of Staff of the Army. He acknowledged that many of us really didn't care what he was going to talk about, as we all just wanted to go back out and have a good time, so he kept it short, sweet, and very humorous. He was right-- I don't remember what he said, but I know he said it well and he kept my attention.
After dinner, it was time for the 100th Night Show. For those of you who don't know, the 100th Night Show is a musical written, directed, produced, and acted out by firsties with a lot of inside jokes poking fun at our time at West Point. I thought it was just ok-- I've seen the 100th Night Show for other classes and I thought other classes' show had better singing and acting overall. Nonetheless, it was MY class's show and I'm glad I got to see it.
Following the show, it was time for a nice, quiet ride back to the city. We had a transfer before getting into the city though, but after that transfer, I was out the entire time. We didn't get back to the room until past 1 in the morning. Way too tired from the day's events, my date and I just passed out asleep.
Overall, 100th Night Weekend was a blast as it truly showed that our time at West Point is slowly drawing to a close. It really isn't about the fancy clothes, the hot dates, the rings or any of that-- all of that is just icing on the cake. West Point is about the bonds and friendships you form with your fellow classmates and it is truly an experience that cannot be replicated at any other institution I think. I know that at our 20 year reunion, we all will probably draw upon our 100th Night experiences with fond memories and laugh.
(This was definitely my longest blog to date-- a lot happened, and I wanted to write it all down)
100th Night Weekend started innocently enough with a regular school day. It was rainy that morning, so I guess you can thank the Class of 2011 for "making it rain" that day. To be fair, I did spend quite a bit this past weekend (more than a months salary, but my monthly salary isn't very much to begin with, so don't let that fool you). Nonetheless, it was still a fun weekend.
The Secretary of Defense came and spoke to us that afternoon and talked about how we were entering a military that's the most capable since ever basically, but also very stressed because of all the demands placed on it. I really like Secretary Gates because it seems that he genuinely cares for the troops, a feeling I never felt for Secretary Rumsfeld.
After hearing Secretary Gates speak, I was done for the day. I wasn't scheduled to meet with my 100th Night Date until about 5:00pm, so I spent a bit of time in the room getting ready, packing, and cleaning. It's pretty funny to note that my roommate and I cleaned the most we've ever cleaned that afternoon simply because we'd have company (i.e.girls) over. Our room looked pretty spic and span at the end of it all.
I then left the barracks to go up to my car. Along the way, it started raining again, and as I neared my car (about a mile away from where I live-- up hill too) the rain had turned into snow flakes. Luckily, as time would tell, it would be a great weekend and it only snowed that afternoon/early evening.
So I get to the train station and meet up with my date on the train. As it was a Friday evening, the train was pretty packed, but probably not as packed as it could have been due to the crappy weather. I was pretty tired at this time, so I dozed off on the train for a little bit. Before you know it, we were at Grand Central Terminal. While there, we picked out a bottle of pinot grigio and a fruit tart to share after dinner that night.
Speaking of dinner, we went to the Top of the Tower Restaurant. I read reviews on it saying that the view was gorgeous but the food was mediocre, so I didn't expect too much, but I was pleasantly surprised. The view was great! At 26 stories up, and every table right next to the window, every diner has a commanding view of the sights of the East River. The food was also very good-- I had short ribs as an appetizer and salmon as the main course while my date had muscles as an appetizer and gnocchi. I was laughing at my date's misfortune as she tried one of the peppers included with her muscles-- a little too spicy for her I suppose. I don't do spicy food well at all (I sweat profusely, even with mildly spicy stuff), so I flat out refused.
That evening, we didn't do much but enjoy each other's company over dessert and wine. A pleasant experience for all.
The next day, Saturday February 26, 2011, we woke up bright and early in order to get to my date's 10am hair appointment down in Chelsea. I'm so glad I have a smart phone now, as it's GPS feature has saved me more times than I can count. It didn't take too long for my date to get her hair done, and she looked ravishing afterward and you could see that even getting her hair done gave her a great boost of confidence. After that, we decided to get lunch. I was in the mood for Korean, Korean Ramen in particular as I developed a love/hate relationship with it after my trip to South Korea this past summer (a story for another day, maybe off the record), but we decided to settle for Vietnamese food instead.
Still having some time to kill, I was somehow dragged into window shopping. As my date looked at clothes, I thought it was kinda funny seeing other guys in the women's department searching around for a chair to sit on while carrying bags in both hands. Yo comprendo.
Finally it was time to go to West Point. We were both tired, so we both were under the impression that we would both fall asleep on the train. I kept up my end of the bargain and did fall asleep, but my date was so anxious for the event that she stayed up the entire train ride up/played with the little kid from across the aisle. Great-- a five-year old kid has more game than I do...
At West Point, after changing, my date got to meet my roommate, his girlfriend, and all of my other friends as well. First, we all took photos, as is customary, of which I still have to show my mom. I'll probably forward her those photos after I type up this blog. Before dinner actually started, we had a cocktail social hour, which was a good idea, but poorly executed I think. It was very crowded, and I felt like I was in a club more than I felt like I was in a formal setting. It is kind of funny seeing college aged kids like myself pretending to be older. All I was missing was my pocket watch, cane, top hat, and monocle. Lots of fun now that I think about it.
Dinner was nothing to write home about, as it was the same "formal food" we've eaten at every other formal weekend I've had at West Point. As is customary, we also had a guest speaker, this time it was GEN Cody, former Vice Chief of Staff of the Army. He acknowledged that many of us really didn't care what he was going to talk about, as we all just wanted to go back out and have a good time, so he kept it short, sweet, and very humorous. He was right-- I don't remember what he said, but I know he said it well and he kept my attention.
After dinner, it was time for the 100th Night Show. For those of you who don't know, the 100th Night Show is a musical written, directed, produced, and acted out by firsties with a lot of inside jokes poking fun at our time at West Point. I thought it was just ok-- I've seen the 100th Night Show for other classes and I thought other classes' show had better singing and acting overall. Nonetheless, it was MY class's show and I'm glad I got to see it.
Following the show, it was time for a nice, quiet ride back to the city. We had a transfer before getting into the city though, but after that transfer, I was out the entire time. We didn't get back to the room until past 1 in the morning. Way too tired from the day's events, my date and I just passed out asleep.
Overall, 100th Night Weekend was a blast as it truly showed that our time at West Point is slowly drawing to a close. It really isn't about the fancy clothes, the hot dates, the rings or any of that-- all of that is just icing on the cake. West Point is about the bonds and friendships you form with your fellow classmates and it is truly an experience that cannot be replicated at any other institution I think. I know that at our 20 year reunion, we all will probably draw upon our 100th Night experiences with fond memories and laugh.
(This was definitely my longest blog to date-- a lot happened, and I wanted to write it all down)
Thursday, February 24, 2011
100th Night is Finally Here
So after 1300 or something days
(edit: February 28, 2011 12:31AM)
So I never even finished this blog, as I was too busy with other stuff I guess as I was typing this on February 25th, when I was originally writing it. Oh well-- just read the next blog I guess, as it covers most of what I was going to blog about anyway (I think-- I can't really recall where I was going with this blog). While I could delete this blog, I feel that it is noteworthy as it was an attempt at blogging that was interrupted. Might be something I'd wanna look back on in the future you know?
(edit: February 28, 2011 12:31AM)
So I never even finished this blog, as I was too busy with other stuff I guess as I was typing this on February 25th, when I was originally writing it. Oh well-- just read the next blog I guess, as it covers most of what I was going to blog about anyway (I think-- I can't really recall where I was going with this blog). While I could delete this blog, I feel that it is noteworthy as it was an attempt at blogging that was interrupted. Might be something I'd wanna look back on in the future you know?
Sunday, February 20, 2011
100th Night is a Go!
Today I bought a new shirt, a toothbrush, toothpaste, a new razor, and an air freshener refill for the room. Funny story about the razor though. Last night, in an effort to find something to do aside from homework (which I have yet to do still), I started to shave my beret some more. It's common practice to shave one's beret (i.e the hat the army wears around in garrison) to give it a more "professional" appearance, so I started to do it some more. I won't have to wear a beret until graduation day, but I want to look as bad ass as possible before then and not have the chef hat thing going on. Anyway, as I was shaving, I must've pressed so hard that I broke the connector between the blade head and the holder. It's alright though-- I've had the holder since I was 18 (at the time, Gillette sent you their Gillette Fusion razor as sort of a "birthday" gift to you) so it was definitely time for a new one. I've liked that razor so much that I got the same one (I bought the Gillette Fusion Proglide Power-- what a mouthful!)
I'm gonna look so fresh and so clean clean. 100th Night is a Go.
I'm gonna look so fresh and so clean clean. 100th Night is a Go.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
100th Night!
What do you know? Today, February 9, 2011 is literally 100 nights away from graduation (graduation day is May 21, 2011). With that said, actual 100th Night Weekend is really closer to 85th Night, but its whatever. Semantics.
I also had a pretty eventful yesterday in terms of Facebook status updates. Here were my statuses yesterday:
I also had my first day of intramural swim practice today. I'm coaching the team, but I still do the workouts too for my own benefit and man was I smoked! By the time spring break rolls around, I'll be in the best shape of my life!
I also had a pretty eventful yesterday in terms of Facebook status updates. Here were my statuses yesterday:
MX (short for MX400) is a class on officership that is a legitiamte 2.0 credit hour class here at West Point. It's really a hit or miss kind of class: sometimes you get a good instructor and it'll be a great time where one can gain valuable perspective on what it means to be an officer but other times (arguably often times) you get a crappy instructor and the class is a waste of your time. I fall into the latter category. I had an assignment due for the class on "battle command" (whatever the heck that means! I still don't know what "battle command" is exactly) and so I submitted it via email, as per my instructor's guidance. Whenever I submit stuff via email to instructors, I always add a read receipt to it just so I know he received it. Much to my surprise/amusement, I get the above notification sent to me. Shows how much this instructor cares about the class right?
I also received an email last night telling me that graduation invitations are now available for purchase. Having some extra time between not studying and dicking around, I decided to go over to the website and check it out. Much to my surprise, I didn't have access to the website because "I am not in the Class of 2011." I am in the Class of 2011. Go figure.
I also had my first day of intramural swim practice today. I'm coaching the team, but I still do the workouts too for my own benefit and man was I smoked! By the time spring break rolls around, I'll be in the best shape of my life!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Priorities
These past few days, I've shifted my priorities a little bit. A big reason as to why this is all happening is because senioritis has hit, and it has hit hard. Like high school, being a second semester firstie here at West Point makes you kinda jaded and all you want to do is go out and have fun.
So with that said, my priorities have shifted a little bit.
For example, this past Thursday, the firsties in my company were scheduled to take their company photo for the Howitzer, our yearbook. Well, only a handful of firsties showed up (12 out of 33) and because we had less than half, we weren't allowed to take our photo until we got more people. We called some of our friends and told them to muster everyone they could and eventually they all came down, albeit a little bit late.
We also had a company wine tasting event that Thursday. Everyone showed up on time for that one. Needless to say, based on the culture within Company C-1, our priorities were just where we wanted them to be.
Last Friday, we had to wake up pretty early because they were doing something to commemorate the 30 year reunion of the Iranian Hostages that we (as in the best soldiers in the US Military) failed to rescue during Operation Eagle Claw. Apparently, after they were released back in the day, the first stop they visited after hitting stateside was West Point. Now I know if I were held in captivity for who knows how long, the first place I'd want to visit would be my hometown, not some random Military Academy. Because of their visit at 9 or so, we had to get up at 6 since we couldn't have classes going on during their little parade (cadets were forced to serve as a backdrop for it). As I had an Honor Board to help run, I didn't go, but from what I understand, sentiments were mixed about the whole thing. Some said that the event was very meaningful and kind of neat to be a part of while others saw it as a waste of time since the Iranian Hostages didn't even parade really, just rode in a fan down the aisle the cadets formed for them. Knowing me, I'd probably agree with the latter, only because I wouldn't even be able to take a photo of the hostages, only see them pass by in a random van.
I also had to speak with my Thesis Adviser on Friday afternoon. The night before, when I was tired and all, I had to muster together the energy/coherence to write together a thesis proposal for him. Couple that with waking up early that Friday afternoon, and it made for a rough Friday.
I had a date on Friday night, but since I was so tired from the day's events, I took a nap immediately after speaking with my adviser. The date I went on was pretty fun: we went roller skating, which I haven't done since senior year of high school. We also went to the diner that was right next door, and for what you pay for, you get a decent amount of decent quality food. I'd recommend it (it's Zagat rated too-- who knew?)
After eating, we went down to the river front to look at all the icebergs floating past when suddenly, we run into a wild fox! I've never seen a live fox before, and it was kind of neat seeing him, especially because my friend goes to Marist and their mascot is a fox.
I then took her back to her place, where we hung out a bit. I also got to meet her housemates. Nice folks and very welcoming.
As you can see, my priorities are not set either. I should've been working on the Law paper I have due on Wednesday or on my thesis, which I have 5 pages due on Thursday, but what can you do? You make your decisions, you live with the consequences and you just live.
PS
Oh, and I'm only going as friends with the girl I asked to 100th Night. We kind of had a falling out. Again, our priorities didn't match up. She was focusing on school. I was focusing on a relationship. Common knowledge would suggest she made the wiser decision, but only time will really tell.
So with that said, my priorities have shifted a little bit.
For example, this past Thursday, the firsties in my company were scheduled to take their company photo for the Howitzer, our yearbook. Well, only a handful of firsties showed up (12 out of 33) and because we had less than half, we weren't allowed to take our photo until we got more people. We called some of our friends and told them to muster everyone they could and eventually they all came down, albeit a little bit late.
We also had a company wine tasting event that Thursday. Everyone showed up on time for that one. Needless to say, based on the culture within Company C-1, our priorities were just where we wanted them to be.
Last Friday, we had to wake up pretty early because they were doing something to commemorate the 30 year reunion of the Iranian Hostages that we (as in the best soldiers in the US Military) failed to rescue during Operation Eagle Claw. Apparently, after they were released back in the day, the first stop they visited after hitting stateside was West Point. Now I know if I were held in captivity for who knows how long, the first place I'd want to visit would be my hometown, not some random Military Academy. Because of their visit at 9 or so, we had to get up at 6 since we couldn't have classes going on during their little parade (cadets were forced to serve as a backdrop for it). As I had an Honor Board to help run, I didn't go, but from what I understand, sentiments were mixed about the whole thing. Some said that the event was very meaningful and kind of neat to be a part of while others saw it as a waste of time since the Iranian Hostages didn't even parade really, just rode in a fan down the aisle the cadets formed for them. Knowing me, I'd probably agree with the latter, only because I wouldn't even be able to take a photo of the hostages, only see them pass by in a random van.
I also had to speak with my Thesis Adviser on Friday afternoon. The night before, when I was tired and all, I had to muster together the energy/coherence to write together a thesis proposal for him. Couple that with waking up early that Friday afternoon, and it made for a rough Friday.
I had a date on Friday night, but since I was so tired from the day's events, I took a nap immediately after speaking with my adviser. The date I went on was pretty fun: we went roller skating, which I haven't done since senior year of high school. We also went to the diner that was right next door, and for what you pay for, you get a decent amount of decent quality food. I'd recommend it (it's Zagat rated too-- who knew?)
After eating, we went down to the river front to look at all the icebergs floating past when suddenly, we run into a wild fox! I've never seen a live fox before, and it was kind of neat seeing him, especially because my friend goes to Marist and their mascot is a fox.
I then took her back to her place, where we hung out a bit. I also got to meet her housemates. Nice folks and very welcoming.
As you can see, my priorities are not set either. I should've been working on the Law paper I have due on Wednesday or on my thesis, which I have 5 pages due on Thursday, but what can you do? You make your decisions, you live with the consequences and you just live.
PS
Oh, and I'm only going as friends with the girl I asked to 100th Night. We kind of had a falling out. Again, our priorities didn't match up. She was focusing on school. I was focusing on a relationship. Common knowledge would suggest she made the wiser decision, but only time will really tell.
Friday, January 14, 2011
A Break
So today I got a Break. I was supposed to observe an Honor proceeding today, as it's part of my job description as a member of the Honor Committee, but a friend of mine decided to cover for me until I got done with class. In class, I was able to BS my way through it, despite not really having done the homework since I was sick last night and am still kind of sick. Once I finished classes, I went to Nininger Hall, where the Honor proceedings take place, and was told they were already done, so I didn't have to be there very long. Score! The weekend started at noon for me.
I also confirmed today that my hotel and restaurant reservations are in fact a go. Only a couple of weeks left before 100th Night!
In other news, Post Night is coming up. As of right now, I'm intending to post either to Italy, Bragg, or Richardson because I want to be part of an Airborne unit. We'll see though. As you may or may not know, I'm hoping to serve in the FBI after my Army obligation is fulfilled (I have to serve 8 years on active duty because I ADSOed for branch; I'm going to be MI branch detailed Infantry). As I was talking to my TAC the other day about posts, he said that government agencies such as the NSA and FBI actively recruit military members. With that in mind, I decided to try and find the posts where they recruit the most so I can tailor my military career to help me get hired by the FBI in the future. To do this, I contacted a plebe in my company's dad since he was in the Army as well and retired from the CIA not too long ago. I'm eager to hear his advice on this subject, as he was very helpful when I asked him for advice on branching.
It's also a three day weekend this weekend, but unfortunately my It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia Seasons 1-5 DVDs plus the Christmas Special haven't arrived yet. I ordered them on December 17 too. Bah humbug.
I also confirmed today that my hotel and restaurant reservations are in fact a go. Only a couple of weeks left before 100th Night!
In other news, Post Night is coming up. As of right now, I'm intending to post either to Italy, Bragg, or Richardson because I want to be part of an Airborne unit. We'll see though. As you may or may not know, I'm hoping to serve in the FBI after my Army obligation is fulfilled (I have to serve 8 years on active duty because I ADSOed for branch; I'm going to be MI branch detailed Infantry). As I was talking to my TAC the other day about posts, he said that government agencies such as the NSA and FBI actively recruit military members. With that in mind, I decided to try and find the posts where they recruit the most so I can tailor my military career to help me get hired by the FBI in the future. To do this, I contacted a plebe in my company's dad since he was in the Army as well and retired from the CIA not too long ago. I'm eager to hear his advice on this subject, as he was very helpful when I asked him for advice on branching.
It's also a three day weekend this weekend, but unfortunately my It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia Seasons 1-5 DVDs plus the Christmas Special haven't arrived yet. I ordered them on December 17 too. Bah humbug.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Mo Money, Mo Problems
Things I did today:
1) Funded my Roth IRA for the 2011 tax year
-but had to sell part of my mutual funds to do so.
2) Made restaurant reservations at a fancy schmancy restaurant for 100th Night
-but am questioning the worth of smaller portions versus the feeling of fullness
3) Researched hotels for 100th Night
-but was pleasantly surprised that what I saw were nightly rates, not total rates.
More to follow.
1) Funded my Roth IRA for the 2011 tax year
-but had to sell part of my mutual funds to do so.
2) Made restaurant reservations at a fancy schmancy restaurant for 100th Night
-but am questioning the worth of smaller portions versus the feeling of fullness
3) Researched hotels for 100th Night
-but was pleasantly surprised that what I saw were nightly rates, not total rates.
More to follow.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Doing Too Much
Just to clarify, these thoughts you are about to read occurred on January 3, 2011. I missed the 12:00am deadline and couldn't publish it before the date changed. Whoops.
Anyway, over Christmas Break, I did not work out. At all. Realizing that I've gotten quite chubby, I, like many other individuals, decided to start working out as part of my New Years Resolution (we'll see how long this lasts). So I go to the gym and stupidly run at the same speed and intensity I was running when I was consistently working out (last November). Big mistake. 50 minutes into my hour long run, my shoes came undone, so I paused the treadmill to tie my shoe. However, when I resumed, my left leg was killing me, particularly my knee, so anything faster than 4.0mph was causing me to limp run. Wasn't worth it, so I just walked for 10 minutes. I was Doing Too Much.
Don't worry, I did get an ab workout in: always time for that.
Speaking of Doing Too Much, I was chatting with a friend about her experiences with West Point cadets. As a cadet myself, I have my own biases, so it was pleasant to hear hers. Many of her points were points I have heard said by others: that we're cocky and that we're stuck in the past. I tried to be a devil's advocate and offer a pro-West Point opinion, and offered my group of friends as a counter to her assertion that many of us are cocky, but until she meets them, she'll never know.
Good to know she's my 100th Night date right?
Speaking of 100th Night, I have to start planning for it. School starts up soon too, and I have a ton of other stuff to also work on (Honor Committee stuff-- I'm on the Honor Committee, setting up our room, getting jacked and tan, etc). Am I Doing Too Much? Only time will tell.
Anyway, over Christmas Break, I did not work out. At all. Realizing that I've gotten quite chubby, I, like many other individuals, decided to start working out as part of my New Years Resolution (we'll see how long this lasts). So I go to the gym and stupidly run at the same speed and intensity I was running when I was consistently working out (last November). Big mistake. 50 minutes into my hour long run, my shoes came undone, so I paused the treadmill to tie my shoe. However, when I resumed, my left leg was killing me, particularly my knee, so anything faster than 4.0mph was causing me to limp run. Wasn't worth it, so I just walked for 10 minutes. I was Doing Too Much.
Don't worry, I did get an ab workout in: always time for that.
Speaking of Doing Too Much, I was chatting with a friend about her experiences with West Point cadets. As a cadet myself, I have my own biases, so it was pleasant to hear hers. Many of her points were points I have heard said by others: that we're cocky and that we're stuck in the past. I tried to be a devil's advocate and offer a pro-West Point opinion, and offered my group of friends as a counter to her assertion that many of us are cocky, but until she meets them, she'll never know.
Good to know she's my 100th Night date right?
Speaking of 100th Night, I have to start planning for it. School starts up soon too, and I have a ton of other stuff to also work on (Honor Committee stuff-- I'm on the Honor Committee, setting up our room, getting jacked and tan, etc). Am I Doing Too Much? Only time will tell.
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