fitter, happier, more productive?

wow - i've just woken up^* after a couple hours' nap, taken to recuperate from going running, which i did right after i came back from the gym, where i went after training with the taekwondo group. all in all about three or four hours spent exercising, and it felt good.
although i was pretty worn out about halfway home.

i actually prepared the meal afterwards, and it turned out alright (at least i didn't screw up the boiled eggs, and we rescued the chicken legs from a bad idea involving the toaster oven and a plastic container.

early to bed, early to rise? i'm beginning to suspect that i'm becoming a morning person - and i don't know how this makes me feel. i woke up way earlier than i wanted to this morning, finished most of the second volume of maus, farted around online and did some serious shopping with the kid.

wednesday night:

wow. aside from my team-mate, nobody showed up. we had a pleasant meal, the food was great and our waiter was one of the guys who sent us last week. an enjoyable evening nonetheless, but i was completely bombed by the time i got home and went straight to bed.

yesterday:

i woke up late and went to the city officer to pay the doctor a visit. after much arguing i was sent through to the woman in charge, who informed me that as i belong there there was no reason for me to be given any trouble. i have an appointment for sunday morning - which means a late wakeup ;) - and i know that seeing the doctor and then taking the bus to base will take less time than seeing the doctor on our base.

we spent lunch trying to eat through fits of laughter, one of the guys who joined us i incredibly amusing. best lunch on base so far.

somebody called me up after lunch: "we're doing a survey of permanent-forcers: we want to know how familiar you are with the values of the IDF". i was quizzed quickly, and the voice on the other side of the line was shocked. "are you reading this?"
it turned out later that it was a simple prank by someone who'd heard i'd learned it, but couldn't quite get his head around that fact :P

word continued to give me grief, which of course i passed around to other people. eventually we all just gave up, but not without trying every logical and then illogical move. stupid word.

i was tasked with another guy from my office to clean the hallway. we were about a quarter of the way through when he ditched me. funnily enough, i worked faster when he wasn't helping...

my section commander caught me on my way out, to explain that if i want to listen to music i'll need to wear headphones. my team leader has told me specifically not to use headphones. the wording of the instruction was such that it implied a music ban for everyone in the section... we have an asshole team leader in our office and i know it's come from him.

i took the shuttle home, quickly gathered my gear together and scooted off to catch the bus, picking up a packet of bamba (peanut-butter flings, essentially) to make up for not having eaten since lunch. i can assure you this was not enough, but it was an attempt.
singer bumped into me as the bus stop, and we had a pleasant chat until my bus came.

training was, well, not training as such. we were being tested, and i don't know who was doing the testing. all i do know is that i've received an unmarked certificate for coming third place and i don't know how many people were in my unmarked (okay, hard to read) category.

it was a good experience, though, and there were kids there i haven't seen in years. i had a non-official fight with one of them towards the end, and the fight went well - i'm quite satisfied that i haven't completely lost everything.

i got home around midnight after training, the kid and i did the basic weekend shopping and i went to bed as soon as i'd showered and put some food in me.

now: going off to the meimad for a serious party.

how long will this take to implement?
sweet :)

^* and played crimsonland for a while. it IS addictive.