Brain Dump, but mostly, OMG, I went to the gym!
So, quiet_elegance finally was released from his current assignment. It was at one of the small colleges in one of the W towns. Go ahead. Think about how many that could be! SO many. It was steady work, his first as Steward, a job he got because his best friend, Rick, was too sick to work. Rick died last October, so I feel like the shade of Rick must have influenced everything about that. And you know, chronic pain and hard work.
What's next? Well, hopefully a job as a safety officer for one of the many construction companies in the area. He's passionate about keeping people safe and trained to teach OSHA. He's a shoo-in. Let's hope he can land it, but not before he gets his dominant hand un carpel-tunneled. This college site job has lasted well over a year and a half and there's no such thing as down time. You get your vacation between gigs. (BULLSHIT, but what can you do.... that's the culture.)
So, that happened on Monday, and yesterday was all the running around to clean up, bring back tools and do the errands that had to be done.
What did I do today? I went back to the gym. I had a teaser/promo email from my old gym saying come back and we'll cut you a deal! Well, when I am the one to take Crime Fighter to school 4/5ths of the time, and the delayed end of nursing (last summer) and the general malaise... well, there you go. But, my metabolism isn't going to suddenly get better. I put on my Utilikilt on Sunday and it just felt snugger and rode higher than I liked. I haven't had it long (post-baby even) and it just felt not quite right. Time to make my jiggly belly have a bit more steel underneath.
I am ridiculously excited to get this part of my Adult Life back. I did a 16 minute mile, which I'm a bit abashed about... I did some push ups and other ab-centric activities. But I started and that's really all that matters. I was able to get to the gym by 7, wrapped up by a bit after 8, and had a very liesurely hour to eat and look at bits of the internet I usually forget I like to see (like my RSS feed).
I realize QE will go back to an early start to his day at some point, but I'm hopeful I can find a way to make it work. Maybe if he does land the safety job he can negotiate at least one day a week he doesn't start before 9. YOU NEVER KNOW.
What's next? Well, hopefully a job as a safety officer for one of the many construction companies in the area. He's passionate about keeping people safe and trained to teach OSHA. He's a shoo-in. Let's hope he can land it, but not before he gets his dominant hand un carpel-tunneled. This college site job has lasted well over a year and a half and there's no such thing as down time. You get your vacation between gigs. (BULLSHIT, but what can you do.... that's the culture.)
So, that happened on Monday, and yesterday was all the running around to clean up, bring back tools and do the errands that had to be done.
What did I do today? I went back to the gym. I had a teaser/promo email from my old gym saying come back and we'll cut you a deal! Well, when I am the one to take Crime Fighter to school 4/5ths of the time, and the delayed end of nursing (last summer) and the general malaise... well, there you go. But, my metabolism isn't going to suddenly get better. I put on my Utilikilt on Sunday and it just felt snugger and rode higher than I liked. I haven't had it long (post-baby even) and it just felt not quite right. Time to make my jiggly belly have a bit more steel underneath.
I am ridiculously excited to get this part of my Adult Life back. I did a 16 minute mile, which I'm a bit abashed about... I did some push ups and other ab-centric activities. But I started and that's really all that matters. I was able to get to the gym by 7, wrapped up by a bit after 8, and had a very liesurely hour to eat and look at bits of the internet I usually forget I like to see (like my RSS feed).
I realize QE will go back to an early start to his day at some point, but I'm hopeful I can find a way to make it work. Maybe if he does land the safety job he can negotiate at least one day a week he doesn't start before 9. YOU NEVER KNOW.