Get out more

What’s scary is that since I’ve created this goal I can actually see a log of entries that I’ve created chronicling how often I actually get out. Hmmm… and I don’t get out much. It’s pretty much school and home, school and home. Well at least today I can say I got out. I went out with a friend. We had dinner and drinks and then saw Borat. Best movie ever btw. If everything outside my solitary life was so funny, I’d go out all the time.

I opened my shades today and was astonished at how blue the sky was. I instantly felt guilty for being inside so I thought I’d go for a walk. I live one block away from the park, so I grabbed my Ipod, some books I needed to return and headed out. The park is huge and I’ve found tons of nice sitting areas to keep in mind for an outdoor study session. It was fun seeing all of the Bears fans in bright orange spreading out through the park (apparently a game just got out.) I walked for 30 minutes and intended to just keep going until my new boots began tearing at my heels…LAME! So, I hobbled back and didn’t get as far North as I’d intended. Anyway, despite my walking wounds…and an entire week passing since the last time I ventured out, I’m glad I’m still trying to get out more.

I went out today despite the fact that everyone I know was busy and the clouds were threatening rain. I went to Chinatown which I’d never been to before here in Chicago. It was alright. It was very spread out and seemed to be mostly restaurants, pastry shops, and cheap gift shops. San Francisco’s Chinatown is far more impressive… but now I know what it’s like. I may go there again in January or February during the Chinese New Year. I’m glad I got out though… it felt good getting some fresh air and seeing new things.

I like to be alone. Even when I live with someone, I like when they’re at work and I have the place to myself. I like just dinkin’ around and spending a whole day doing nothing. What’s wrong with that? Well, now that I live alone (sort of-dorm life) and had to study the last few weeks, pretty much non stop, I realized that staying in a tiny room for days at a time is just unhealthy. On top of that, when I was in a relationship I was the one who never wanted to go out…yea, I sucked. So, I want/need to make being active a lifestyle. I resist but it’ll be good for me…right?