a history of me

The workout with the trainer this afternoon was very interesting. Naturally, it was a free trial in the hopes that I will pay an exorbitant fee to continue working with him. I can't afford that but I do hope to try and incorporate his ideas into my daily routine. Basically, he emphasized slow, controlled movements over lots of reps. He also didn't seem to high on the cardio but I suspect that's in part because he can't earn any money when I exercise by myself. By the way, my weight is back to its pre-wedding level.

Mom came uptown and we ate at the local Szechuan joint. It was absolutely delicious! I really love that stuff and I managed to hold off on eating any rice. Salena met us at the restaurant and we ended up going downtown to Washington Square Park to relax. The heat and humidity has reached unbearable levels after a relatively mild weekend. Although the sun had already gone done we were begging for a decent breeze.

We ended up walking a few blocks south to meet Salena's boyfriend at some kind of art show/musical performance. There were some light snacks sitting around including my two favorite words: Free Brie. Ohhh...it was warm, melty Brie to boot. Again, I didn't put it on any crackers, I used some mixed veggies instead.

Then the real test came: Mom and Salena both wanted some ice cream. I tried to guide us to a Ben & Jerry's on 3rd Ave which is next to a nice little tea house where I could pick up some bubble tea. Sure, tapioca isn't exactly health food but it's better for me than ice cream. However, when we started to get too far from the gallery (where my sister had to return to so she could meet her boyfriend), Mom and Salena felt we should stop somewhere closer. So I took a seat and the two of them ordered some Cold Stone and I had a few tastes.

I'm a weak, weak man.