Tuesday, April 24, 2012
@ssholes and elbows
I'm angry with myself for even opening my mouth. The thing is, I talked to my boss because I was afraid that the solution I was proposing might be trampling her rights as an employee. Turns out, my solution doesn't go far enough in trampling her rights. And now I have been told to formalize a plan and submit a copy to HR. I haven't decided if I am going to comply. But I did cry myself to sleep over this. Well, there wasn't much "to sleep" to be had. My eyelids are about a half inch thick this morning. It's time for some cucumber slices or something. I've always heard that Prep H works good as an eye de-sweller, but 1. I don't have any and 2. if I did, I don't know that I would use it. I'll just have to be red and puffy.
So to distract myself from this emotional tornado, I decided to practice going clipless. Talia and I just signed up for this amazing ride at the end of next month, and I need some more time in the saddle and clipless. So I suit up and go out to the garage and give Inez the ABC check. Well, she failed the air check. It was time to use the presto adapter and my pump. The good news is that I managed to figure out how to do it - I only had a little trouble, as I think Inez' back presto stem hoochie is mal-formed. It's like it's been threaded on crooked. It functions to open and close the valve, but once I got the adapter threaded on and the tire pump hooked up, I thought I was NEVER going to get the thing dis-assembled. Which led to some tears in the garage. All things mechanical frustrate the hell out of me. Okay, next step - practicing clipping in and out - just straddling the bike, standing up in the garage. Took me a few tries, but I managed to be able to clip in and out with ease. It was time to go outside.
On my way home from work, I'd spotted a deserted parking lot that looked like a good place to practice clipping in and out, but after going outside, I decided that it probably wasn't a good idea - that no one would find me if I did fall and hurt myself. I decided to just ride around in my neighborhood - sticking close to home. Let's just say that I'm an equal-opportunity idiot. I've got two bloodied knees, two bruised hips and two scrapped up elbows, as I fell twice. Once on each side. I did manage to get myself back home and trust me, there was more crying in the garage. I am stiff and really sore today, but I'll live. I just need to figure out some mental trick to kick out BEFORE I hit the brakes.
Knew I needed to keep busy, so I decided to go work in the yard, pruning some wayward and all-ready-bloomed bushes. Let's just say that the variegated lorapetulum has a big gaping hole in the back of it. Sigh.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Don't Prune In Anger.