1. I made two kids cry last night at swim practice. Okay...I didn't actually make them cry and I did my best to help them stop crying but...it makes me feel like a bad-a$$ coach if I say I made them cry. :) One of them was crying from the moments she stepped in the building because she was sore from Tuesday and tired from the two week virus that had her out of the water and just didn't want to swim. She didn't, she watched. The other got a huge muggy on a butterfly set and felt sick so I had her sit out and rest until she felt like she wasn't going to puke. A little crying is good for the soul, I always say. Which is probably why I cry so much myself.
2. Trying to convince a bunch of 8-12 year olds that they are SUPPOSED to be a little sore and a lot tired after practice is essentially a waste of breath. I've got a great group - most of them really work hard. Some of them don't. They, like me, like to complain though. I just roll my eyes and ignore them most of the time.
3. K is going to be a flamenco dancer for Halloween. She liked the flouncy red dress and it is so long and big on her that it covers everything that needs to be covered and then some. We'll add a long sleeve shirt and some leggings under it, her black shoes and a flower in her hair and she'll be good to go.
4. I am looking forward to Halloween with equal parts dread and exileration. On the one hand, I really love Halloween candy. But on the other hand, I really love Halloween candy. As much as I like to eat chocolate, I know that all that sugar just does bad things to my personality so...I'll have to work extra hard to only steal one piece a day from K's haul without her catching me.
5. K's class is leading Mass today and I'm not able to go, unfortunately. She doesn't have a role, but they get to sit in the front of church and lead prayers, etc. I have a chiropractor appointment for my back/neck and I would have to leave early. I don't like to do that. It is conspicuous enough to be the only non-Catholic adult at Mass, let alone being there is sweats and leaving early. Next time.
6. B sent some seltzer in K's water bottle in her lunch yesterday. K took it out and tried to open it and promptly created a fountain of seltzer all over herself and the table. According to her, there was only about 1/5 of it left when it stopped squirting. She put it away and took it out again before lunch was over to take a drink. It did the same thing. We've both advised B to avoid the seltzer in future lunches.
7. Something is squeaking in my house but I have no idea what it is or where it is coming from. It's definitely an electronic sounding squeak, not an animals sounding squeak, which is a good thing, I guess. It is driving me nuts though. It is not consistent or even frequent enough that I can track it by sound. It's just periodically annoying.
The rules of this blogging activitiy say 7, but I have more than 7 so...you'll get over it.
8. For some reason my ears and the back of my head have been itching intensely. So much so that I have made B check me for lice just to be sure. I've scratched my right ear open and it is now all scabbed over. The best I can figure is it is from all the sweat and chlorine (I am often soaked with sweat by the time practice is over b/c it get so flipping hot on deck) with maybe some allergy component, but it is driving me nuts.
9. My sister has squamous cell cancer on her lip. She'll be having MOHS surgery to remove it which is supposed to minimize scarring and have the highest "cure" rate. I'll be honest, using the word cancer though in relation to anyone I love freaks me out a bit.
10. I had a horrid week of work this week. I spent a chunk of Wednesday afternoon crying in my boss's office. I'm not sure how to repair the relationship with her or how exactly we got to this point but I feel right now like I have a giant target on me and no one has my back, least of all her. She said some very harsh things to me (which exacerbated the crying) which reflected how she really feels about me and about having me as an employee. I am feeling really discouraged and, yes, quite down on myself. I really, REALLY want to find a new job, but now I feel even more trapped knowing what exactly she will tell anyone who calls for a reference. And also, there is the whole "I don't want to subject a new boss to my awfulness" component. Also, I am humiliated by the crying and just want to crawl in a hole. Being angry, frustrated, and tired is a bad combo for me and once the tears started and she zeroed in for the kill, I couldn't get them to stop. I think she ended up feeling bad about it, but by then it was too late - she had already said the things she said and there's really no taking that kind of stuff back. So anyway...discouraged, humiliated, trapped. Yep, great week.
11. My puggy-brother is visiting us for the week while my parents visit my sister and her family. We were all planning to go next week to watch my neices swim at Districts. Then they changed Districts to the week earlier and we were supposed to have our first meet that weekend. So we couldn't go. Then they changed OUR meet to the following weekend so we actually could have gone. But by then airplane tickets had already been purchased and it was too late. So we are home and they are in FL. But I bet we'll have better weather! We are all driving down the week between Christmas and New Year's and I can't wait!
12. Last week I decided to swim a masters meet or two and started to change my training to actually train rather than just swim for fitness. I didn't increase yardage at all but added some pulling and an actual aerobic set which occasionally requires me to swim a lap of butterfly. I will never set the pool on fire (20 50's on 1:15 is not all that impressive) and I will probably never be able to convince anyone I am an actual athelete, but I hope to get to the point where I 1) beat my 9 year old and 2) don't embarrass myself in public. At least drilling the kids has helped me work some of the kinks out of my own strokes. We'll see if the idea of competing actually sticks...I'm already wavering.
13. The migraines are getting out of control again. Even though fall is my favorite time of year, I hate it for that reason alone. Monday evening, right before scouts, the worst migraine of my life hit me. I thought I could power through the scout meeting, but it kept getting worse and worse and the girls were being PITA (talking and reading magezines among other things) and so I just ended the meeting mid-way, told the girls that I wasn't going to compete with them and if they weren't interested in having a meeting then we wouldn't. Of course, one of them took my "pack up and go home" literally and LEFT without telling anyone. I was planning to drive her home b/c HER mom was home with a headache. But she missed that part and took off and walked home. I was just slipping into panic mode when I called her mom and learned she was home. I started taking magnesium and am going to talk to the chiropractor about snapping my neck a few times to see if that helps.
14. I am going to call the Y today and set up my 1st of two free sessions with a Personal Trainer. I want to get stronger, but I'm not sure if lifteing heavier weights is compatible with also swimming faster? These old joints can only take so much.
There that's 14...I think I'll stop now.
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