Thursday, April 30, 2009

100 Pounds Down (Again)

Finally re-hit the 100 pounds down mark (again). It's been several months - since we left for Ireland, I think - since I've seen the 150's. 257 was my highest recorded weight, although I might have gotten heavier, who knows.

I first hit the 100 Pounds Down mark in November or December of 2005 and went on over the next few months to drop down into the high 130's. Not a sustainable weight for me. I was living alone, had taken up running and because I was quitting smoking, I removed every morsel of food from the house. If I wanted something to eat, I had to drive from Reata South to civilization to get it. If I wanted dinner at night, I needed to pick it up and bring it home with me. My fridge was stocked with nothing but Diet Coke. Completely and totally unnatural and unsustainable conditions.

I continued adding mileage to my running and was able to sustain the low weight for a while, but not over the long haul. Not with moving in with Bick, having food in the house, and cooking the way we love to cook and eat. I've also reduced my exercise to a more moderate level that doesn't leave me in constant hip pain (now my shoulder is another matter). So on the whole, this is a more balanced approach to living a real life. I'd like to hit 149, but I'm not going to stress out about it. I'm just going to try to do the right stuff today and let tomorrow worry about itself. I'm healthy and fit and living a real life and that's far more important than any specific number on the scale. If I hit 149, that would be great, but I'm not going to suspend enjoyments to do it. It's all about balance.

Oh, and I know that this is water weight and I'll probably bounce around some more, but I'm hopeful the scale will continue to move downward in a slow steady rate.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Find your happy weight.

Roxie
-157

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

In Like A Lion

I, for one, will be glad to see the backside of April. It's been a tumultuous month for most of my nearest and dearest - a roller coaster ride.

Today's plan includes some gym time at lunch and I may try to find a quiet space and fifteen minutes to meditate, as I overslept this morning and didn't get to start my day off right.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Stay Centered.

-Roxie
158

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Anger Management

I had a situation yesterday that left me spitting nails. My mood had not improved by the time I got home from work and my feelings left me pretty irritable and uncomfortable. So rather than take it out on Bick or raid the fridge or the bar or the department store, I threw on my gym clothes and headed back to the Jesus Gym. I plugged in the iPod and sweated on the elliptical for an hour. At least I was able to let off some steam.

Came home and spent the next half hour or so meditating while Bick fixed dinner. He's always pretty understanding when I'm dealing with this stuff. So I ate my dinner, ran a soaky bath and went to bed.

The anger is pretty much gone and I'm left with the hurt I usually feel in these situations the morning after, but I am happy with how I handled myself through the entire situation, both in the moment and afterwards. I'm not waking up with any sort of "hang over" today.

I cannot control or change anybody. I am powerless over people, but I can be in control over my reactions to them. I don't have to punish myself for other people's actions.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Treat yourself with loving kindness.

-Roxie
160.5

Monday, April 27, 2009

Get Your Motor Running

Putting aside the morning coffee through the week wasn't a problem. I popped the top on a fully leaded Diet Coke for my morning Start Me Up of caffeine. Diet Coke - the agony and the esctacy. Like I needed an excuse to drink anymore of that stuff. Actually, I've cut back my consumption by at least 30%. I've been substituting some of the diet green teas on the market and that's been going pretty well. So, I feel overall I'm making progress. I still suck mightily at drinking enough water.

Weekend was good. Festivals and gardening and some really fab cooking made for a relaxing time. I fixed buffalo shrimp that was spectacular and watched NASCAR. Oh my goodness, what a race. Talladega is always a crazy race and is my favorite track, but this one was one for the books. I was standing up screaming for Jr. during the last laps and then screaming in horror as Edwards' car became airborne. It truly was a tragedy avoided.

Today it will be back to the gym at lunch for a little elliptical.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Choose your fuel.

-Roxie
161

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Doggy Discrimination

We finally got away to go to PrairieFest. It was quite nice - lots of people and lots of dogs. It is a small festival, a neighborhood gathering, really. We covered everything and still had more festival in us, so we decided to drive the hour plus to the Bavarianfestival.

Bad decision. While I'd perused both websites looking for their dog policy, I apparently missed the one for the next festivals. It's one line at the bottom of the "brochure" pdf online, which when opened looks like an advertising piece. So after all that way, we, Bick, SadieLuWho and me were turned away at the door. The good news is that the parking lot people gave us our money back.

We didn't waste the time in Muenster, however. We went to Bick's favorite store and he loaded up on some specialty sausages and cheeses. I can't wait to try the caraway jack cheese.

We then stopped at the drive-in for some BBQ. This place is amazing. Bick and I ordered some sliced brisket, an order of onion rings to split, plus drinks and it was less than $10.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Split the entree.

-Roxie

160.5

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Bless Your Pea Pickin' Heart

Just came in from picking peas. The garden is doing great, so far. We determined that we need to plant more peas next winter, but in a different place. We also need to trellis/stake them much sooner. The bonus we are getting this year is that they sorta block some of the wind from the tomato and pepper plants in the next raised bed. We are going to try to use our new tomato trelli(?) next winter for our peas. I bought new-fangled tomato cages this year - sort of like a Tinker Toys. They are designed to form a triangle cage, but it seems to me that we could configure them in whatever way we want.

Went to the gym first rattle out of the cage this morning and got in a good workout. Talked to my boxing coach about my shoulder and we may work out some personal training sessions in lieu of my remaining boxing lessons.

SadieLuWho is off to her monthly trip to the doggy saloon to get powdered and fluffed and then Bick and I are off to one of the aforementioned festivals later this morning. First will be a brunch Greek omelet dish made with the farm fresh eggs that the neighbor brought us last night. Yummy.

Got a surprise visit from Pebbles yesterday afternoon. She said she was doing really well and was happy with her decision. She looks fabulous. And we did our requisite shoe shopping. Upon her insistence, I came home with three new pair! I'll need to cull the current shoe population to make way for these new ones. Pebbles seems to have the knack for picking out the perfect shoe for me and they always turn out to be my "go to" shoes. I bought two reasonable pair and one pair that may well border on fetishy, but they look fabulous on me, I must agree.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Eat Farm Fresh.

-Roxie

160.5

Friday, April 24, 2009

Different, Just Like Me

I happened to click on a performance link from PrairieFest.

New classes start on Tuesday night. I think this would be an absolute hoot. I could so see myself doing this.

Back to Basics

On the mornings when I practice yoga, I normally do my own "routine". After yesterday's restorative classes, I realized that I needed to go back to more stretching and less active poses. So I popped in my first ever yoga DVD - one that I first bought in VHS format - AM/PM Yoga for Beginners with Rodney Yee and Patricia Walden. The morning portion, led by Yee, is really slow, stretchy and nice. A lovely way to start a day and I find that being in a "led" class is very enjoyable. Being reminded to lengthen this or soften that leads to a much better experience overall.

We are heading for Germanfest this weekend, weather permitting. This is back in Bick's old stomping grounds. I would prefer going to PrairieFest for my festival needs, but out is out. Should be fun.

My plan is to hit the gym for a run in the morning (I might even chose to run at lunch, rather than elliptical), then go festivaling. Sunday might be another festival or it might just be recovery - either way, should be good.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Be flexible.

-Roxie

Thursday, April 23, 2009

August 9, 2001 - My first real blog entry.

I always like to read bio pages - it usually lets me know if I am going to connect with the journaller. One of two things has to happen if I hope to continue reading an OLJ: 1. the writer and I share a similar background, point of view, experience, etc. or 2. absolutely the opposite, as in the life they chronicle on the page is so foreign, so far from mine that I feel I might learn something, be challenged, be forced to expand my perspective.

I suspect if anyone reads me it will be for reason #1. I am an ordinary woman, living a real, ordinary life. I have no problem with the mundane, I just want to add an adventure or two.

So, here are some random facts:

I am 40.
I raised and showed horses for years.
I live in a rural town in Texas about 30 miles outside the DFW metroplex.
I earned an MBA.
I love Seattle, Santa Fe and New York City.
I have an 18 year old daughter named Pebbles.
I am married. Second time. 11th anniversary this week. Been together for a total of 15 years.
I was born and raised on a dairy farm in Washington.
I jumped off Aspen Mountain.
I kayaked with orcas.
I read brain-candy detective/mysteries written primarily by women with female protagonists.
I am an awful speller and my grammar is even worse. I know it. Please don't point it out to me.
Pebbles is leaving for college next Tuesday.
I am starting a new phase in my life. No, nothing monumental has happened, I am moving out of the mom-everyday-of-my-life phase to the mom-I-think-I'm-flunking-physics-and-I-need-more-money phase. I will have the luxury of time on my hands. Yoga, maybe? Journalling? Travelling? Oh, God, I hope so.
I believe in voluntary simplicity. I am moving in that general direction.


It's been a wild ride. I could have never predicted I'd wind up here.


Restorative yoga was great today. Last night's souvlaki was yummy.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

I did it.

I am debt free. I paid off the last of my consumer debt this morning. It has taken me far longer than I thought and I probably should have declared bankruptcy when I divorced the ExBubba. But I didn't. I trudged on. The amounts we/I owed were staggering, but it's done. All of it. I own my house, my car and got my kid through college, without going further into debt - she elected to take out a small loan for her bonus semester abroad. There were some lean and scary times.

I probably could have done this a while ago, but with the notice I received a couple of days ago telling me that I had overpaid on my final payment on another bill, I just decided to pull the trigger this morning and be done with it.

I am grateful and thankful and don't know whether to laugh or cry. It's a rather dubious thing, allowing/standing for that much debt to happen. Codependent tendencies can hurt you in many, many ways. I've learned a lot since then and I believe that I am much better equipped to not put others wants in front of my own needs.

I'm now living a life that is much more in line with my values. It's less cluttered and less chaotic. My life over the last ten or so years has been an interesting, sometimes painful, journey to a better understanding of myself and what has driven me in the past. I am hopeful that I will not make the same mistakes again.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

On the beam - the balance beam

I've made the decision to give up my weekday morning coffee. Coffee is not a life-long habit with me, which is strange considering I was born and reared in Washington. I just never got into the habit until I started living with Bick. TheExBubba drank the requisite truckdriver's amount of coffee, but since he wasn't home daily, I never got into the routine of starting the day with a cuppa joe. I did, however, adopt Bick's couple of cups each and every morning habit.

Now drinking coffee itself isn't necessarily a bad habit. But I don't really drink coffee, I drink coffee punch - a concoction of real cream and splenda, which after drinking a couple of mugs full adds a couple of hundred calories to my daily total. And while I do not count calories per se, calories do count and if I can take-it-or-leave-it, it makes more sense to just leave it. I'd rather spend those calories in some other way. Or right now, I'd prefer to try to build up a small, but steady daily deficit. Weight loss is stalled, and while I am unwilling to do a restrictive "diet" along with heavy duty exercise, I am looking for a balance of daily pleasurable exercise and daily reasonable food intake. It just makes sense for me to make this adjustment.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Find your perfect balance.

-Roxie

(I haven't weighed this week, after the weekend's popcorn, I'm still blowed up like a dead possum).

Monday, April 20, 2009

And in Financial News....

In my long-running quest to become debt free, I paid off another bill today.

Went to the gym at lunch and spent some time on the elliptical machine. I used the one without the moving arms, as my shoulder is ouchy from yarding around my big outside containers last weekend. I also used one of the new "stretching" machines to work on my hammies. I am so incredibly inflexible - even with the yoga stuff.

Weekend exercise consisted for an hour-long plus walk with SadieLuWho, during which we saw all sorts of flora and fauna. The Texas wildflowers, while appearing invisible when going by in a car, are beautiful from a dog-walker's perspective. We also saw a flock of domestic hens, two or three new calves, a couple of newish foals, some redbirds, a pot-bellied pig and, last but not least, our neighborhood grouchy emu.

New Exhibit at Hillbilly Haven

The weekend turned out to have an art theme. It was certainly unplanned. What started out as a hunt for two replacement trees (we lost a bald cypress and an oak this winter) turned into much more. We wound up at the Main Street Art Festival where we listened/watched some fabulous performers, ate some great food (but not too much), and bought a peppermill (mine is orange and red with stripes and polka dots, a giclee, plus a small print of Neil Young by the same artist as a bonus.


On Sunday, our quest for trees found us back down south, stopping in for lunch at Reata South. Upon arrival, I was presented with a garage sale find (signed by the artist) poster I'd been looking for. (This is not the exact one, but it's close).

So now, what was hanging on the walls here at Reata North is now unartistically propped against walls while we find the perfect places for our new stuff. Well, all except for the new pepper mill. It's awaiting use on the kitchen table.

Lovely, lovely weekend. Complete with a little too much kettle corn.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. If you like it, it's art.

-Roxie

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Check Engine Light

I have waged a lifelong battle with anxiety. It was my constant companion; so constant, in fact, that for years I didn't know that anxiety was optional. I thought it was just a part of me - a core part. Turns out, it can be optional. Over the years I've learned some tools to combat the anxiety/stress that was so ever-present. Or more precisely, I've tried to unlearn some of the unhealthy behaviors I'd adopted over the years to combat that inner-core anxiety. I took up overeating; I took up smoking; I took up yelling. And probably some other stuff as well. I'd do almost anything not to "feel" the anxiety. Including prescribed meds (btw - I'm not anti-meds - if you need them, take them).

Over the last few years I've learned some new ways to cope. First and foremost, an ounce of prevention REALLY is worth a pound of cure. Learning to say no and not taking on things that aren't mine were big steps to not making it worse. Exercise came in there somewhere and was vitally important when giving up the smokes. Couldn't have made it without the stress release that exercise provided. I also took my first meditation class about that same time. Also important in giving up the stress.

I KNOW (but often forget to practice) that I function best when I've spent some time each morning getting centered - through yoga and meditation. And if yoga and meditation sounds as foreign and scary as curried eyeball soup, then think of it as gentle stretching and some deep breaths. Nothing to be scared of, nothing to be afraid of. I do practice as a part of overall spirituality, but that's a personal choice I make. The physical aspects alone won't keep you from being a (insert whatever denomination here).

I'm trying to come to the place where I view an onset of anxiety as a check engine light. My body is trying to tell me that something is wrong, something is out-of-balance and I need to figure out what's triggering such a response. Chances are, I"ll never stop having the anxiety response, that may be a core value, but I can choose how I react to it. If I can get myself at least once a day to a present, calm and reflective state of mind and body, then I am more able to return to that state at other times of the day, during stress. I'm less likely to just "react", or in my case, overreact - and do those not-so-great-things in order to cope.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. What's causing your Check Engine Light to come on?

-Roxie
161.5

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Luncheon

We've got a work luncheon that begins at any minute, so the gym will have to be put off for a bit today. I will get a workout in sometime today.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Establish priorities.

-Roxie
162

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Flexibility

I ended up walking outside for about an hour and fifteen minutes. It was just too nice to be indoors. I'll do the elliptical when it's a hunnert degrees - today was a beautiful spring day and I wanted to be outside.

I've got some chicken cordon bleu in the oven shakin' and bakin' and I'm off to watch my girl hero - Helen Mirren in The Queen. That movie has been loitering around here in it's red envelope for damn near a month.

Gym Update

I'm headed off to the gym. Probably will spend some time on the elliptical. I am bummed since the gym got rid of most of my favorite cable channels. I don't have cable at home, so that was always a nice incentive. I think I'll take the iPod Turk as a backup. Otherwise, I'm left with the History Channel, NatGeo or the Discovery channel. Sometimes a girl just needs her HGTV, durnit.

Spent some time yogaing, meditating and journalling this morning. Had a grateful thought or two. Nice way to start a day.

The Path

Yesterday was a good day, all in all. I was a bit apprehensive in the afternoon when Bick told me Sandy would be coming over for dinner. Sometimes the tension between the two of them makes me very uncomfortable, but last night was very nice.

Sandy is moving home from Chicago next week. She's decided that it's just too expensive and it's no use going into this much debt and living under this much stress. Plus, her mother appears to be saying no to a few more things these days. So, Bick got an email late last week asking for financial help in getting her stuff - clothes, electronics, etc. shipped home. She came home this week(?) and will go back to Chicago on Thursday, only to return on Sunday. (She flies on a cousin's passes.)

According to Sandy, The ExMrsBick is leaving her boyfriend and moving out on her (their) own. Bick extended the offer for Sandy to live with us and he reiterated his offer of paying for Texas public higher ed. She's to pay first, go to school, and he reimburses her for the tuition, etc for passing grades. After cc, then he will continue to pay for at any Texas public university that she can get herself into.

I don't know how any of this will turn out, but I'm just trying to take this one day at a time.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Take things as they come.

-Roxie
165.5

Monday, April 13, 2009

Quicktime

Had to cut the workout short, as I have technical training all afternoon. Yuck. Did a half hour on the elliptical. Felt good to get my heart rate up.

I am grateful to have such a good gym available to me.

I Hold These Truths

Off to a good start this week. Spent some time in meditation this morning, plus did a few sun salutations to start the week. Today's go-me plan includes some lunchtime cardio, coupled with some good clean eating. I've been letting all of that slide a bit too much lately. I need to understand what's driving this.

The truth is that 80% of maintaining a healthy weight is diet, with a mere 20% exercise. Eating clean. Healthful foods in healthful portions. As I read on another blog this morning, it takes a helluva lot of training to make up for a poor diet/eating habits. And I've been indulging/sabotaging/pick you poision for a while now. Time to stop the slide. With a gentle, loving nudge back to the straighter and narrower.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Stay true.

-Roxie

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Gardening: Version 3

I put the summer garden in yesterday, parts of it for the third time. We've had two late freezes that bit stuff, so I am hopeful that this is the last attempt. It is getting expensive!

My heirloom green beans are all coming up. Every one! And I've been eating the green peas raw out in the garden. I've got to stop that if we are every going to serve them, but damn, they are good. My chard is ready for harvest AGAIN! Gotta love that. It's been an absolute trooper in the greens department. I'll have more of it next winter.

We moved the big ficus tree out doors yesterday to it's summer home and repotted it. I planted my sweet potato vines in three of my outdoor pots. Plus, I wandered around with hyacinth bean vine seeds in my bra so that I could plant some of those yesterday as well. The bra trick is this - place the seeds you wish to plant on some damp paper towels. Wrap those up and place in a plastic bag and place the whole thing next to your body all day. Plant. Improves germination rates.

I planted the summer squashes, more okra and more tomato plants. I planted romas, plus two heirlooms and two blacks. I also planted purple, red, orange and yellow peppers - just because I can't say no to bright colored stuff. I have been looking for purple okra, but haven't been able to find it.

The radishes are coming up. I should have planted another row of them yesterday, but ran out of time. Maybe next week. Oh, and I planted more basil.

I'm going to try to do some of my other plantings from seeds I gathered last year - I don't know if they were hybrids, so my results may be disappointing, but hey, the price was right. I gathered okra (I'm planting these as ornamentals, just to be on the safe side), morning glory, moon flower, alyssum and something else I can't remember. Oh, well. It will be an interesting experiment.

I need to get out and take a picture of the planting in Bick's 1920's sink. It's doing really nicely, so far. Oh, and speaking of Bick, he's bought yet another sprinkler. This time a tripod device with telescoping legs. As we were heading to the cashier, he wondered aloud about just how much he's spent on sprinklers since moving into this house. I was thinking the very same thing! Oh well, he's the one that takes care of all the watering, so he can get whatever sprinkler toy he wants. It's a strange thing - he hates, hates, hates to weed. Will not pull a weed, but watering the garden he finds peaceful. I am the opposite. I get no thrill out of watering anything. It's boring. But pulling weeds gives an immediate sense of gratification. You can see results, etc. All this applies, except when trying to rid a bed of Bermuda grass. That makes me want to hurt somebody.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Bikram Yoga

Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Smell of Wet Dog. Family drama caused the cancellation of Friday's birthday lunch plans for my sister and daughter, so I headed out to Dallas to see Pebbles anyway. I saw her new (rented) house in the M streets (it's fun and funky and the neighborhood is fab) and then I went with her to her yoga studio for "hot yoga". It was a wonderful class with a great instructor.

We went back to her place, got cleaned up and went out to lunch for Greek food (I'm sensing a theme - hi Tena!) and it was awesome. We traipsed through some junk/thrift stores looking for some retro-ish outdoor furniture, but could find nothing she liked. We ended up at WorldMarket, where she did find a few things she wanted - and I continued the birthday celebration and bought them for her. Under her protest, I might add. I do appreciate her independence, but I wanted to do this for her. All in all, it was a lovely day.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Try something new.

-Roxie

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Just Keep At It

I am not perfect. I can never be perfect. Humans, if they bear any humanity, can't be perfect. So when I fail to be perfect, why does this surprise me? I do feel like I am less judgmental when I don't behave in the way that I aspire to, but it still twinges a bit. And I'm not talking about eating or exercising here, although those activities do apply. Mostly I'm talking about my inability to be perfect when traversing life's obstacles. I know more now and I'm doing better. I will (I am hopeful) continue to do better; but to expect perfection from the imperfect is a recipe for disappointment.

Assess, but do not engage in harsh judgments. Strive to do better and rather than berate oneself for the mistakes, be grateful that now one has a much better set of skills with which to deal with life and the requisite messiness. Know in one's very bones that everything will be okay. It's only a matter of when. I want to keep the big picture in mind.

I'm probably going to my last PT session for a while. Shoulder is rapidly improving from the drugs. The therapist will give me another set of home exercises to follow, but he basically agrees that I don't need to spend any more time in therapy, unless it flares up again. Whew! I'm glad to be free of this. Of course, I don't know how it will do after I stop taking the scripts, but I'm thinking things are pretty good. Went to the gym again yesterday for a melange of exercises, which I enjoyed. Although I did feel guilty when I saw this woman my age running while I was just riding the bicycle again. Roxie, this is NOT a competition.

I did, however, eat like crap yesterday. I succumbed to the call of the Whataburger. I cannot even remember the last time I had a burger, but it was a damned fine one. I ate it and enjoyed every bit of it.


Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Don't expect perfection, just progress.

-Roxie
162.5

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Gymkhana

Had a fun ride on this at lunch. It is one of the new machines that has appeared in the gym for evaluation. I really liked it. The interactive portion of the bike really did keep you engaged in the activity. Quite fun! I rode the bike for a half an hour, hopped on the treadmill for another half and then just walked the track for fifteen minutes more. Longest session I've had in a while. The last exercise I had was Friday when I went to the park and walked for an hour. It felt good to get some time in.

Shoulder didn't bother me, so that's progress.

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Engage.

-Roxie
162.5

May We All Live In Peace

There's a pretty rough situation going on with a family member out of state. It's making front page news and is the talk of the town, and not in a good way. I can't seem to look away from this trainwreck, even though it causes me upset. There is absolutely nothing I can do about any of it. So why do I keep at it?

I keep playing out all these conversations in my head - that I can some how change things, if only I used just the right words. I need to stop living in my head and live in the present and the real. I can't change anything or anyone. I am powerless over people and situations. So why do I keep at it?

Starting today, when I begin to think/churn/obsess or do whatever is it that I do when I get the "if only they woulds", I am going to stop myself and think, "May we all live in peace."

Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. May we all live in peace.

-Roxie
162.5

The Grim Gym

My experience with physical therapy has been pretty dismal. Oh, I seem to be getting better - not from the PT as much as the doctor-prescribed anti-inflammatority drugs, but the location, setting, therapist and other patients is downright depressing.

I'd heard other peoples' experiences with PT - hot warming towels, massages and even bullets to bite on, but nothing really prepared me for my first afternoon appointment at The Grim Gym. I guess when you go for PT during the day, you get to share the experience with other people who have nothing else to do for the day.

Let me say upfront that there is a reason that I am not in any of the healthcare professions. I do not have the temperament for it. I know that makes me a shallow and hateful human. I don't know for sure that the local dementia unit brings their patients by the busful to The Grim Gym for supervised physical activity, but that's surely what it looked and felt like. It was a very uncomfortable, very crowded experience, to be sure. I was essentially booted off a machine by a woman who told me I was in her spot, etc.

So, I did change my time to be closer towards the end of the day and yesterday wasn't too bad, but I think I may be done with this specific experience.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Let's go Racin'

There was a knock on the door early this morning. It was our neighbor, The Kid's Dad, wanting to know if we wanted tickets to the race today. Bick didn't want to go, but I jumped all over it. Pebbles and I are spending the day wallowing with our kind.