Jeepers negative people tick me off...

So, I try not to have too many of these people in my life. There are some I just cannot avoid and I try to ignore them but somedays, it just gets to be too much and I find myself putting a little vent on my blog. There is a person that I see on occasion that has started to really annoy me b/c everything that comes out of their mouth directed at me is just plain old negative. Do they not like me? Are they jealous of something? Do I care? But it just gets to be a bit much...you know? I would love to just come out with a zinger and leave them reeling one of these times, but then I would look like the bitch and the "high-road" always the one to take.
Okay, I am done now, just had to add this little blurb. My two best gal-pals are on their way over to watch the football game...I am sure they are bringing booze...and I can complain more to them!!

End of the week

Boy oh Boy, I have had an up and down day today. Did not sleep very good last night, Luke was up at 3:00am and I tried to ignore him, even put my earplugs in so I would not hear him crying...that sounds awful but I am convinced his little getting up in the middle of the night routine is strictly attitude and he needs to learn mom is not coming every time he lets out a peep. Tossed and turned for a bit, got up, rooted around on the internet for a bit, had a snack, went back to bed at around 5:00am. Do you remember the days when it was cool to go to bed at 5:00am? Not anymore, it makes for a tough day at work the next day. Consequently, I did not get out for my run. Heading out tomorrow for a couple of hours, a swim on Sunday, and hopefully a bike ride so that should make up for some of it!! Had some positive things happen at work in the morning and then the afternoon kinda fell apart. Got into a wacky and funny e-mail exchange with a friend and things started to brighten up. Looking forward to the weekend.

17 Weeks to Spring....16 To Go

Made it out to my very first cycling session last night. One of the local bike shops puts on this program every winter. It is a coached session and I have only ever heard good things about it. I need all the help I can get on the bike, so sign up I did. My afternoon went like this...call my friend Chris to check the time it started as I could not remember, race to the bank, the grocery store, daycare. Get home, thanks to my slow cooker, supper was ready. Eat with the kids, getting changed and hauling all my gear upstairs. Call Shaun (husband) to remind him he has to be home early today...he has a bit of trouble remembering my activities so a call is always necessary...sometimes more than one. When he is home, pack up all my gear in the truck and off I go. I can see already that this point is going to be a bit of an issue when the winter snow and cold hits. eeek. Did I remember to shave my legs? No. Too bad for anyone looking at them!! Haul my gear, trainer and bike up those stairs at the Fieldhouse...another issue I am going to have...but saw a woman actually taking her stuff on the elevator...hmmm...good idea for next week!! The workout itself was not too bad. I can't remember how many sets we did, but it was a few of 2 minutes in your zone 3 HR with a minute or two break in between. Was good to be with some hard core cyclists...wow...I have ALOT to learn. The coach is a Level 3 coach and she is just FULL of information.
Went for my run this morning as well. Just an hour. Felt really good. But it is so dark out there! I actually am looking forward to some snow just to brighten things up.

Slogging...

That is the only word I can come up with for today's run. It wasn't running, it wasn't even jogging, it was slogging...heavy, heavy legs and a sore back from lifting a full milk jug from the floor up to the counter. Huh? Yes, the muscles right between my shoulder blades did not like that little move!! I don't think I saw my heart rate get above 140 the entire hour. Oh well, need days like this too. The area I live in is old and was built on one mile grids, back in the day when they meaured things in miles. So, my last two miles I just pretend, sometimes, I am coming down the home stretch at the race. Today was a classic as I was thinking that my kids need to see me running at the end of the race so I might as well practice it now...when my legs are tired and full of lead.

frustration

As planned, I set up my trainer and my bike and got into all my biking gear that some of the tri folk actually laughed at last summer. Just cannot bring myself to wear spandex so I bought a pair of nylon biking shorts. Not very aerodynamic but neither am I so we work well together. Anyway, I jump onto my bike, and start pedalling. I am thinking to myself, WOW, I am doing this! Bought the bike last fall and it sat in my basement all winter. Bought the trainer this fall and have actually put my bike ONTO the trainer and now me ONTO the bike...this is progress!! I am pedalling away thinking these things and also thinking this really isn't that bad. Then I look at my watch...an entire 4 minutes have passed...OH...MY...GOD!! Then I realize I did not bring my water bottle downstairs and I am going to need that. So I go to get off the bike and I guess I did not have the thing secured correctly in the trainer and down we go onto the basement floor. Yup, I wiped out in my own basement. Better there than in front of everyone this Wednesday. Now, I am a bit shaken, but I am determined to get a handle on this bike thing. So up I go to grab my water, and back down to get back on the yellow cervelo. I get going and now I don't feel like my tension is right. Off I get a few times to fiddle with the gadgets but I can't figure this out...it just does not feel like it did when Neil at Bruce's Cycle was showing me what to do. And it does not sound correct either. Rather than take a chance at breaking something (which I understand is highly unlikely, but I don't know for sure) I decide to just can the whole bike workout for today. But I WILL be back....