I'm doing my best, though. Making the best use of my time has meant pushing workouts to the morning instead of the evenings with Friday either being a lesson day or an off day depending on how things land. Some friends asked if I wanted to join them for yoga at 8:30, which I happily agreed to. Since stretching cold muscles is never a good idea, I took a short run around campus. Oh, yeah, and to the person that honked at me, IT WAS A CROSS WALK. OPEN YOUR EYES.
I've never actually done yoga before. It was a strange experience. I'm so used to being up and moving while working out, but yoga is all quiet and painful.
|image from Cosmopolitan|
On to classes: this is my first time feeling like a real architecture student. I was taking 15 credits of gen-eds last semester, so actually learning about buildings and stuff is refreshing. I had Elements and Principals of Architecture at 11am. My professor is adamant about adding pictures to notes, and while I did refresh my art skills last semester, I can't draw things all that quickly.
I have lunch with Brit around 1pm, then architecture convocation (which Michael adamantly reminded us of), and finally physics this evening. Full disclosure, I hate physics.