Sick! Sick people. Everyone loves a train wreck! Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I think I have fixed the problem. My earlier posting of some benches didn’t sit right with Mr. Internet, so it went all loopy.
I just took a break, went to go run (had to anyway) and now I am back with a clearer head and a better idea of what and how to fix these little problems. So, now we can get back to my monotonous life!
This an exercise update: Bike ride. We did 19+ miles on Saturday and I thought we would do it again on Sunday, but no. The BF had a better idea: Riding along the Old Plank Trail. Click on the name to see what it is and then finish reading, or just skip ahead and pretend to know what this means. Either way, it’s just a long-ass bike ride.
If you look at the site and click on the map, you will see Richton Park to the right and New Lenox to the left, that’s what we did. Rode from Richton Park going west to New Lenox. I too was like you, phhhtt…what’s the big deal?? We just rode 19 and it wasn’t even a problem (except that my butt bones are sore to the core) I can barely sit on that stupid bike seat much less ride it for 12.5 miles. In one direction. And then you have to ride it back, all 12.5 miles, because it’s not a loop. And your car is now 12.5 miles in the exact opposite direction. OMG. Easy on paper, quite a struggle on the path. I was sure I wasn’t going to make it. My knee was hurting from the ever-so-slight bending action required to peddle (not good–I think I need to raise my seat) and my butt was screaming! Everytime it would get nice and numb we would have to stop to cross a street and then, to sit back down, or even move the bike forward from a stop position was like pushing boulders up a hill with someone poking a red-hot pointy stick in your butt cheek, if I can get a little graphic here.
By the time we crossed Central and went under 57 I was ready to cry. Tears for the pain and tears because we were so close. As we came around the final turn to the parking lot where the car was you have to go down a curb bump. I think tears did spring to my eyes as I hit that last one and I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to get off of the bike. I wasn’t sure I could swing my leg up high enough to get it over the middle bar. Obviously, I did.
We even recovered enough after a few hours to go get sushi and walk around a car show, how’s that for diverse?
All in all, we logged a little over 25 miles in about 2 hours and 15 minutes. The only good thing was I was able to eat pretty much anything for dinner and not feel bad. I’m back to the calorie count and the eating plan. With the exception of no dairy now. That was the culprit in my terrible skin rash that kept breaking out on my face and cheeks (face cheeks, people! sheesh!)
Don’t worry, I took lots of pictures from sushi and the car show, but I have to post those later because I have a school meeting to attend and I can’t be late!
In case you were wondering, I ran 4.2 miles today. Legs were just fine. Did it in <49 minutes. (I hope that symbol means “less than”–I’m kind of beat–and dizzy from running—and I always get them confused when there’s only one of them—so forgive me for not knowing)
Stay tuned for later! Seriously. I have the kids room finished, Japan, Germany, some You Tube, the Oscars (fishes–in our tank), cars, words, quotes, and anything else that happens between now and 7 pm.
Keep me viable! My goal is 6000 hits by 6 months (September 17, anniversary) and only YOU can make it happen!
Thanks for staying to the end! Be back in a flash. L.
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To go to school! It’s official and all that good stuff!
I sat on my couch until 12 Noon and then drove to the school. The Orientation/Registration wasn’t until one, but I didn’t want to be late for any reason. Now, that might sound crazy to you, but I was not the first one. There was probably 10 or more people waiting already! Freaks alive! We are a nervous bunch! But I’ll tell you, from my personal experience alone, I worked my ass off for three years going to work all day, and school at night. I studied until all hours and weekends and breaks at work. I got the best grades I could and the highest scores. I cried tears over this stuff, just to get to THIS point. Now I have two more years of specific nursing studies and I can’t relax now!
I pretty much burned up 3½ hours of adrenaline, nerves and sweat at the school registering, paying, filling out all the forms, and buying uniforms and books. I was shaking so bad I could barely hand the cashier my money. I checked and double checked everything I might need before I left. I have to start class next week and I have no room for error. Walking out of the school, down the steps, towards my car, after it was all over, I called the BF to tell him I was official, and I could barely leave the message. Once I got to the point of being scheduled and paid for, I was crying. I hung up and just let it flow. It was 80 degrees outside and sunny as hell and I felt relieved and happy. Sunshine and tears were burning my eyes and itching my cheeks and maybe I looked kind of strange, but it’s ok. There’s enough sad things to cry over, for sure, so when something is overwhelmingly good and it’s something that you really really wanted and got…then when else can you cry?
So, in the end, I went home and waited for my kids and BF and my second brother and wife and we went and ate pizza and drank beer! It was a lovely end to the day!
And as an extra bonus, I got an awesome body massage from the BF after the kids were in bed! Unexpected and sooooo nice and a happy ending. It was a good night.
That’s enough mush for now. I have to go and stare at my very first actual nursing textbook; Contemporary Nursing: Issues, Trends & Management, some more. I’m sure I’ll dread even looking at all my books in about 6 months, but for now, I just want to carry it around and keep it close.
After that, (the book is sitting next to me on the couch), I have to run over to the Target and buy like, 5 more alarm clocks, so I’m not late going to classes.
Alright, that’s really all about it. Mindless posting for the rest of the day and week until I can’t find the time to do it anymore. I’ll probably go run at some point too. Gotta keep up the training and it burns nervous energy.
Thanks for hanging through the goo until the end!
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