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in an effort to establish a workable routine, i’ve been coming home and following a youtube series called the 30 days pilates challenge. so far each one has only been about 10 minutes long so i’ve been topping them up with warm-up stretches, planks and then other videos, but i know what i really need to do is not skip another zumba class.

fitness continues to be very boring to talk about, but also talking about it is kind of the thing that makes me do it more, so here we are. you drew the short straw.



four-day week which thus far has been all report-generation with a heavy side dose of being vaguely irritated with people. this is a leftover from the rush to deadline last week and also general confusion around what my job is.

with that in mind i started looking at some job listings today. I won’t start applying probably but stage one is typically a couple of months of browsing.



so many people having babies right now.



one of the weird side benefits of leaving home is that my sister will now sometimes text me with Vital Television Updates. yesterday i messaged her five minutes before the end of the split because of A Thing That Happened and today she whatsapped to say the second season of queer eye is launching next month. what a gift!

i knew distance would help a lot of things between us, but still. it’s nice.
delga: ([Random] qué?)
i had my first formal review today - bear in mind it’s been two years since i started this job. i kept expecting to feel chastised, but really all i feel is a world of ‘that’s fair’ coupled with a tinge of irritation that i could have been working on some of the points for longer if we’d had this conversation sooner. but... my boss acknowledged that, and the whole thing was positive.

then i went into a VERY strange meeting about how the project i work on needs improving that is not at all what i think my boss thought it was going to be (he wasn’t in the meeting) and was also not super productive? i’m in a weird place because i came to this company with my boss, and everyone else who came joined a new tech company. the product i work on belongs to my company, not the tech company. so it’s a bit of, well, what does it even have to do with the people in the tech group outside of shared resource? it was a very weird meeting.



this weekend i went to the penultimate performance of summer and smoke at the almeida. oh my goodness, what a lovely production! the set was practically threadbare - an open space framed by a number of bar room pianos - but the direction made the room hot and heavy, like we were experiencing the summer of the play. as soon as it was over, i tried to book a seat at the final performance, but i had no chance. ugh! what a great production!



love, simon is a fairly average teen flick, made joyous more by its topic than anything else, but i was thoroughly charmed - and sometimes heartbroken! - by the whole thing. it has a lovely cast, and a fantastic soundtrack. i’m glad i went to see it. plus, i went on a discount day, which meant it was only a fiver. get in!



because life is strange, i accidentally watched about 5 hours of doctor who on sunday. i don’t have any additional comments beyond what i put into some tumblr tags, but, like. yeah? that happened.



have booked and paid for zumba to make sure i go this evening. last week i also started my walking campaign again. time to download some podcasts and let my feet go, but also time to probably get better footwear for all occasions.

i hate buying new shoes! i really resent the price, because i feel like often i am not paying for quality but for brand. why are a pair of work shoes over £40? why? and why can’t i find a decent mid heel that won’t fall off my foot? buying shoes has become like buying jeans, except it’s such a necessity that i can’t just stop buying them which, incidentally, is how i solved the jeans-buying issue.

i probably just need to suck it up and head to dichmann already.



heading home to the fen on friday night because we’re going to a family party on saturday and my move to the city didn’t include packing indian formalwear. this month is a little nuts for plans - a party on saturday, a birthday lunch on sunday, another family party the weekend after, and then home for the committee meeting the weekend after that. and that’s the end of april pretty much.
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the thing i worked out about this working-out malarkey last year is that there’s no point saying i’ll start fresh next week - i just have to go when it’s in my brain, and make myself do it. i was going to go to a pilates class this evening, but i can’t get hold of anyone at the leisure centre, and there’s no other phone numbers listed, so i decided to look at local zumba classes instead.

there’s one fairly near me tonight, at 19:15, but there’s one slightly further away at 18:30, which would be better. i want to see what both instructors are like (the 19:15 one seems to have a saturday class that i would be willing to try) but i’m also wary about booking in advance when i don’t know what somewhere is like.

so i’m kind of mad at myself about this whole thing because when i went to the states and canada last year, i managed to attend classes out there - completely random and full of strangers. admittedly one of the ones i tried to go to was a bust, but the other two went really well. if i can do it out there, i can damn well do it up the road from me.

pull yer finger out, lass.



edit: i booked the 18:15 class and paid for it. time to go!

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