All I Do is Eat

Shit. Today during my run I was dragging ass. I sort of blamed it on the 80 degree weather and humidity. But I had a feeling it might be something else. So, I went home and logged into Fit Day, which I haven’t logged into since back in February when I saw the nutritionist (Daily Delight #56). I plugged in my day’s stats and sure enough – even though I would SWEAR that I am eating right – I am no where near my calorie/carb/protein intake. No where close.

Goal calories: ~ 2,100
Current calories today (at 6 pm): ~ 1,110

Goal carbs for a light day: ~ 400g
Current carbs: 147g

Goal protein for a light day: ~ 67g
Current protein: 38g

Shit. Need to pay better attention to this. I feel like I am always eating, cannot imagine eating more. Ack.
Good thing my dad doesn’t use the internet and won’t see these numbers. He’d have a fit.

Niche

I think what I’m missing in life is really a niche group of friends who are interested in the same things I am. I’m visiting B in Chicago and as a result we end up hanging with a lot of improv people. And it’s similar to when I hung out with A and his friends. They’d all get together and talk about jazz. For the majority of the time I stood awkwardly around, wondering what the hell I was doing there and feeling terribly insecure because no one would talk to me. (Not because I’m not awesome, but because I just can’t talk jazz and they can’t not talk jazz.) It’s a little better with B’s improv friends because they talk about jokes and funny shit, which isn’t exclusive in itself, they end up taking a lot about their experiences and it’s relatable, so hanging with them was much easier. Jazz musicians get real exclusive, and no matter how much you think you’re a part of the club, you’re just plain not unless you’re a jazz musician (sorry girlfriends.)

Every now and then I would ask A if he cared that I didn’t play music, if there was something about him that I would just never get. He would reassure me that it’s not like that. Come to find out, that’s exactly what’s it’s like considering him and Shannon shared something so deep in just three weeks — it’s about the muuusssiiicccc. When he got back from Banff and told me about her, and I brought this up to him, he said no she’s not better, it’s just different. (Different enough for him to ditch three and a half years for.) He compared it to his music friends and his old friends from high school. And yeah, he definitely treats them differently – in my opinion I’d say his non-music friends get the short end of the stick. He calls them when he wants to, when it’s convenient to him. But yeah, I guess that’s just how he treats people outside of his exclusive circle. That’s how he treated me. (And don’t think that just because you’re in his exclusive music circle that you make the grade. Because trust me some of you don’t according to him.)

I wonder how clutch it is that your significant other is in the same field? I would have thought that that wouldn’t matter at all. But I’m actually thinking that it’s essential in a relationship. Now that we have so many options in life, it’s probably one of the easiest ways to narrow down the dating pool.