It is a little goofy doing a week-end and week-beginning post on the same day...I need to get back on track. And I need to find some fun bloggy things to add to these three. But at least it is helping me post with a little more consistency, I guess.
1. I am not meant to be an athelete. I now have bursitis in my left hip. Originally I thought it was related to my back after I fell and/or was from running. So I stopped running and went to the chiropractor for my back. Back is mostly better, but hip is so much worse. According to Dr. Google, the symptoms match trochanteric bursitis.
2. The bad thing about diagnosing yourself is that no one is going to tell me how to fix it. Dr. Google makes suggestions, but so far, the ice, stretching, and scaling back on the things that hurt, isn't working. I suppose I could completely stop working out for a couple of weeks but...not happening unless someone can convince me that it will actually help.
3. I have no identify in swimming other than as S's sister or K's mother and that's actually okay with me. My kids know me as Coach C (or Coach Cookie or Coach [insert my actual name here]) so I guess I have that mini-identity to work on. Today I spent the better part of an hour swimming with a woman who looked vaguely familiar, like maybe I knew her from a long time ago, and was a really good swimmer. When we were both basically done, she asked about my fins, whether I liked them, etc. She then said I looked familiar and when I told her my name, she said, "Oh, you're S's sister!" Yes, indeed.
4. If B. volunteers to work nights again except for at Christmas, I might kill him. The house is a mess, everyone is exhausted, and I feel like a single mother. One more night and it will be done until Christmas week.
5. I am shocked and appaled by what Sandusky has allegedly done. How can someone be SO false? His depravity has hurt who knows how many kids, put a black cloud on the university, and signed a death warrant for the organization he founded which actually does great things for kids in the area. But you know what is ridiculous? People harassing my parents for wearing PSU stuff in public. Ummm...they are 70 years old, have nothing to do with the scandal, and really don't own many clothes that DON'T say PSU. Idiots. Let someone say something to me...
6. Christmas is less than 7 weeks away...ack.
7. I think that if teenagers can wear slippers to school and call them shoes, I should be able to wear these to work.
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