Vegan for a week
Tuesday was my brother Jason's birthday, and he and his wife are vegan. They've been trying to convince me to stop eating meat, which I'm close to anyways, but for his birthday I decided to try to be vegan for a week. I guess I shouldn't say "vegan" in the strictest sense, but more no meat, cheese, milk, eggs, yogurt, etc. Since I don't have time to do a ton of research right now on it, I probably will accidently eat something non-vegan, and my diet won't be the best balanced. But I am trying to get calcium and protein other ways. So far things are going well, and light soy milk is pretty good! V and I went out to a nice Italian dinner last night, and it was tough to avoid the cheese though!
Sugarbush and apathy
This weekend was the
SSL ski trip, and it was awesome. We had a great group of people going, the resort had great snow (it was the first time I ever really
skied on lots of powder), I got my skiing
mojo back, and it was just all around relaxing to be away. I tried moguls for the first real time, I was back on blacks, I finally wasn't too cold, and I had lots of energy for skiing, even though my calves are still sore... But enough with the lists. It was a great trip.
And then I get back to Cambridge and to the reality that is life. Here's just 1 example why reality sucks at MIT: Monday is a school holiday, but not only do I have meetings scheduled all day Monday, but half of Sunday too. Great. And I have to prepare for them (luckily with Dan) all this week. What great, joyous fun. This is just the first of many of these work meetings this semester to prepare for an even bigger review just before graduation. I just can't wait for it to be over.
But there's a lot of work to be done before that. Not to mention a thesis which I never seem to find time for. I know if I gave up working out, I'd have more time, but I suppose I put my health and enjoyment of working out above work. I have given up hockey, dancing (mostly), flute, etc. for this crap. And I'm a pessimist, I'm sorry, but this thing ain't gonna have the money to fly.
I know I probably shouldn't put all this on my blog, but I need to say it. I'm not going to give in or work any less hard. I just don't give up. I'm going to try not to dislike what I'm doing, but I'm just in a bad mood, and it's hard to paint a rosy picture. Things in other areas of life aren't that grand either, but I suppose I shouldn't talk about that here.
It's amazing, though, how quickly my attitude changed from the relaxed, ski-filled weekend, to the tense, over-worked Biff that I am today. I need to go read for class, so I'm going to leave this mostly negative post as is and head to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
