The Gym

I hate how I feel all proud of myself for going to the gym then get there only to realize that one hundred other people decided do to the same thing at the same time. My trip to the gym turns into something I should have already have been doing instead of an extra thing I could pride myself in. You really have to get into a routine or working out too. I always find myself not wanting to go or telling myself that I'll go the next day. I think it's because my good workout routine has been broken up several times alredy this semester. Spring break is only eleven short days away. Many girls are prepping themselves by wroking to loose all those COG cookies eveybody loves so much. Sadly, I will not be anywhere that a "bikini bod" would prove necessary. I wish I had more incentive, those cookies are just too darn good.
Sometimes I wonder why exactly it is that I go to the gym. Is it to stay in shape, to stay healthy, or to prove to everybody that I'm not a completely lazy college girl? I truly think it's my fear of the freshman fifteen that keeps me going. What a horrifying concept. As if leaving home for school wasn't stressful enough. Then,in the midst of all the change, we hear people telling us that if we don't watch it we could gain fifteen pounds. My mom once told me about her ex-boyfriend's sister who gained the freshman fifty! I blame that particular story for my gym trips. Although they might not be everyday, my gym trips have helped me steer clear of the extra fifty pounds and remain at my high school weight. Sometimes I think people say stuff like that to scare us. Like those urban myths about the escaped psycho-maniacs from the insane assylum that were invented to keep kids from missing curfew. What if the freshman fifteen is our parents way of insuring we eat our veggies and get in our daily exercise?
Moving on to my current dilemma. Lent. I am not Catholic, nor have I ever been Catholic. Would it be beneficial for me to give something up for forty days? If so, what would I give up. I asked several of my Catholic friends here at school and many say things like sweets or facebook. First of all, I am not giving up sweets during my spring break. If I have the chance to enjoy home, I am going to enjoy it to the fullest! Secondly, I like using my facebook. It's how I keep in contact with many friends from far away. I was debating giving up bagels for lent. I have been reminded and reminded that they aren't good for me. Maybe I will do that. I just can not really think of anything I am willing to eliminate for a religion I do not even practice. Unfortunately, you can't give up the things you truly wish to give up. "No, I did not do my homework. I actually gave homework up for lent." or "I won't be coming into work today. Yeah... It's Lent." But I guess that's how it works. I'll post another blog once I decide what it is I'm giving up. I heard one girl was giving up make-up for lent. I'm not that brave, but that would prove itself to be beneficial in the mornings. More time for sleeping. I think they need to print a book of rules for Lent too. How long does it last? Is it everyday? What happens if you break Lent? So many questions....
Okay- pet peeve. When people wearing flip-flops in the rain and snow. I am sorry but we are in Spokane. It is not as if we are in some warm Hawaiian rain storm. It makes me feet cold just looking at these people. I often catch myself saying something like, "Aren't your feet freezing?" or, "Are you crazy? It's raining outside!" I hate leaving my dorm in flats I can't wear socks in, there is no way I would leave with my toes exposed! But to each their own I suppose....

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Sydeologies. What is a Sydeology?  Sydeologies are me, Sydney, explaining life to you as I know it and see it. The ups, downs, and pauses in college life will give me plenty to discuss. Friendships made, relationships lost, tests taken... there is plenty of material to cover. I plan on beginning my on my true blogging adventure tomorrow or once something or real significance inspires me. 

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