Tuesday, August 21, 2007
I really just have one thing to write about -- I finally got my effin butt in the pool last night. I got in the effin pool and swam laps for 30 minutes. The pool has been my biggest challenge in prepping for the triathlon. I kept putting it off, and putting it off. And you know, that's just not going to get me swimming!
Oddly enough, I enjoyed it and didn't feel near as clumsy as I expected I would -- which is good, because that means I'll go back for more.
For 30 minutes I just kept moving (well for the most part, until I had to share a lane) and focused on alternating sides for breathing. Anyone know anything about lap etiquette in the pool?
Just another challenge from the past, beaten. :)
Thursday, August 16, 2007
I still have so far to go, and feel like my falling short of the average 10 lbs. a month. I didn't lose much in the way of inches last month, so that was disheartening. That being said, someone commented just yesterday that I looked like I was losing weight, so there must be some re-arrangement going on.
My stitches finally came out yesterday, so I'm feeling sooooo much better. Today I'll be back at the gym -- I feel yucky after being "off" a week. LOL
Just a few short months until Vegas. I can't wait. We're booked for the Venetian, a spa package at Bellagio, and we've got tickets to see Jay Leno. As an added bonus, we'll be hitting the Coach outlet to satisfy the purse whore in me.
My daughter is nearly potty trained. Knock on wood veneer (hey, it's all I have right now) she hasn't had an accident in about 2 weeks! Also, she's graduating to the pre-school class starting next week. She's just nearly 3! She's decided she wants a "Dora" party for her 3rd birthday and to be Ariel for Halloween. LOL
In know I've mentioned it, but I come from a family of professional dancers. I grew up taking dance on and off, and obviously never had the body for it. I absolutely loved tap though. God help my Cassie, I've never told her what tap shoes are, but she saw them on TV. Now she wants "tap-tap" shoes. I told her, "Mommy has tap-tap shoes." I pulled them out; you would have thought I hung the moon. She was in awe, feeling the cold metal of the taps. She made me put them on and make some noise. She's been asking for tap shoes for a month now -- my Mom has sent her some. I think there is a "mommy and me" tap class in my future. My mom actually produces children's dance DVDs, so "Mammy" (my Mom) will be able to teach Cassie Tap from the TV!
Friday, August 10, 2007
Last night the Earth is one less sparkle. A former co-worker, Kayrene, finally lost her 13 year long fight to Cancer. And while she didn't have the opportunity to pass at home, she was surrounded by family and friends.
I try to focus on the fact that she had 13 more years to raise her kids and see them through their life events. She had 13 years to LIVE.
Kayrene's passing brings to mind 3 other close friend who also lost the fight, and I celebrate their memories in honor of Kayrene.
LaShanda, Stomach Cancer
Jan, Breast Cancer
Months before Shanda passed, she wrote this poem. She typed it on a card and gave it to me, telling me to "keep it near" always. It made sense when I read it -- but it took on a deeper meaning after she passed away.
A Talk with God
By "Shandayo" 3/15/2001
“You can; as long as you know, I Am.”
“You can; as long as you know, I am.”
“The limit’s the sky.”
“You can; as long as you know, I am.”
Long as can be?
“You can; as long as you remember who I am.”
Copyright Shandayo 3/1/2001
Yesterday was my dental implant surgery and it went well. I got six altogether. Now I just have to wait 2 to 3 months to mke sure everything heals and grows into the bone. Next is the "uncovering" then I get the actual abuttments to recive the teeth! At that point I'll be seeking out a replacment of a filling and veneers on my top teeth. It would be nice to have my teeth completely done by my birthday bash in Vegas.
Right now I'm in a bit of pain. Nothing tht Hydrocodine doesn't take care of, but that stuff in itself makes me feel cruddy. I am "working from home" today.
I've been with my new job about 3 months now. My boss told me they're still thrilled to have me and gave me a big hug (it's nice, but I stil don't get the *hug* thing at work). She said she hoped I was just as happy there. I am :)
My Daugheter is practically potty-trained now (I know a random shift in topic), but it makes me happy.
Our new triathlong team training blog is up: The Race to the Start. Between all of us women we've lost over 700 lbs. Pretty "phat", eh? And all of us met, one way or another, through Weight Watchers. Courtney, Alana and I were the original trio. :) I can't believe I've now them for probably 7 years now.
I hope I'm not too rambly this morning; couldn't sleep. Hurting just a little bit. Seems the pain meds wear-off about 2 hours before they should. LOL. I'm going to take one more dose of the good-stuff, then switch to liquid Tylenol. We'll see how that goes.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
You know, I really don't know. How bad is that, not to know? Does that mean I'm indifferent to everything or am I just passionate about a lot of different things?
I always grew-up wanting to be a music teacher. I wanted to teach singing. I loved singing... in fact, as a kid you couldn't keep me from singing. I studied voice with profressional coaches on and off for more than 10 years. My Step-dad used to yell at me on car trips because I sang with the radio all the freakin' time!
In fact, when college rolled around I auditioned and received a partial scholarship to Westminster Choir College which I declined. Mom feared I could not make a living at music because of my weight. So I allowed her the power to talk me into doing somehing practical, studying something business related. Mom said,"... if you want to go back to music bad enough later, then you will." It sounded reasonable. In the end I was a marketing major who couldn't stand the likes of the stereotypical consulting salesforce... obviously not a good fit. I never made it back to school for music.
So I find my way into technology. Am I passionate about it? No. Am I pretty good at my job? Yes. I guess the fact that I'm good at what I do, keeps me from trying anything else I might fail at. That being said there are plenty of things, each and every day, that present an opportunity for failure in my job and I have towork to strive for excellence each day.
My return to school is a big deal for me and it's going well. I'm scoring well above the class average, so that feels like progress. Deciding to get a BS in CIS though? Is that the right thing? Just thinking out loud.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
"LE TOUR DE FRANCE CES BEAU MAS BEAUCOUT DE TRISCHEURS IL CES D0P DROGA SALUT DE FRANCE COLUCCIO"