So, I must admit I’ve been a bit down lately due to the boyfriend situation. That’s the real reason. He lives in Manchester (around four hours door to door, roughly) and has been running his own company which has been struggling to stay afloat in the recession.
I’ve been incredibly patient but having only seen him three times this year (once for a night only) I’m getting a bit tired. He was quite soppy and flirty on ICQ (we talk to each other on it daily we’re at work) in December so I thought things were looking up a bit. I knew he wouldn’t be down for Christmas but he said he’d be down this week. Then a work thing came up. Thought he’d be down today but now he’s ill (I offered to go to him. He said no).
The thought of spending a second New Year’s Eve on my own, cursing the neighbours for being noisy and happy (but mostly noisy) was pretty miserable.
Fortunatley my fairy godfather, Colin, has called to invite me to a party, so I will go to the ball after all. Instant mood lift. Col’s one of my gay harem and also happens to live in Manchester, yet I see him a lot more than my bloke.
If you’re wondering why I put up with my other half’s inattention, the reason is we’ve actually been together for 10 years and spent the first half of that living together in my flat (until I lost my job and he had to work from home, whereupon we started getting on each other’s tits).
Short version is that things got bad for a bit, then better, then he had some sort of mid-life crisis (ex-wife remarried, brother got divorced, work was stressful) and dumped me. Moved out, up the road. Then after 8 months he realised he’d been a tit and we started seeing each other again, which went well as we were no longer on top of each other (so to speak).
After a few months of this he took a new job in Manchester and the long distance thing began. That suited me pretty well as I’m rather independant and need a lot of space (only child thing) but then his company went bust and he started up a new one with some former colleagues, which took up a shit load of his time. Since then it’s been not too satisfactory. When we’re together it’s great - it’s just that doesn’t seem to happen very often.
I’ve been very patient and tolerant, but it’s getting silly now. He’s promised that 2010 will be different, but I’m taking that with a pinch of salt.
Anyway, I did train today, somewhat. Did some (relatively) light squatting, which still felt pretty hard, prefaced by the usual warm-ups and 80 hypers. Did some light curls to warm-up on the bent over leg curl machine because some fucknut was doing upright rows in the squat rack (couldn’t he just pick it off the floor? He was only using 40kg) and this helped a bit.
No sharp knee pains, but the elbow is problematic so I switched to front squats. I think I will do front squats for 5/3/1 to save my elbow and lower back. Means using much less weight but that’s fine. Start slow, build up.
Oh and I think I’m getting a cold too. Hopefully my awesome immune system will deal with it before it gets any worse. I don’t want to be spending my last few days off feeling like shit (although I may do anyway considering I am going to be drinking tonight).
Right, that’s me done. Happy New Year ladies!
