Muscle pain
This week has been busy despite the lack of work.
I had an interview which seems promising and is kind of my dream job at the moment (it would provide administrative work, writing work, teaching work and, most importantly, a paycheck!)...
I also had choir last night. Always a busy evening on Thursday.
And...dragon boat season kicked off this week. I always look forward to it but this year will be hard. Three nights a week two of which are not on the same schedule as Mr.Bunny. I know it's a bit silly but having someone else to push me to get moving is sometimes a necessity. Moreover, this means that our schedules are completely out of synch. So...
Monday night was tough but really not as bad as expected. The coaches are easing us back into the sport after a lethargic winter. I don't expect mercy will come into teh equations a few weeks from now. I had muscle tremors when I got off the boat but they quickly passed and a warm shower left me relaxed. I've decided that waiting for the boys to finish their late practice might not be worth it. It's kind of lonely and the lift home is not entirely worth it. I guess I'll have to see how it goes.
Tuesday was a bit rough mostly due to lactic acid buildup. I was too whiny during practice. I don't like it when others complain and usually try to push for a more positive attitude on the boat. I was one of those complain-y people on Tuesday. Practice wasn't too bad. More technique which means that by the time we get into the swing of things I should have amazing paddling skills. I was happy to have Caro join us and also very pleased to see how full our Gingerbread Crew boat was. It was heartening after last year's low attendance records.
Wednesday was not as bad as expected during the day but the practice was cerytainly tough on my morale. I paddled on the left (at the coach's suggestion) and had a really tough time keeping technique and timing under control. Not only was I displeased with my performance but one of my new team members rudely pointed out one of my shortcomings...this did not help my confidence but I think I've mostly gotten over it by this point. My pride was rather wounded. *sigh* I think I'm in for a rough ride this Summer. Let's hope I don't regret getting onto an advanced team.
I had an interview which seems promising and is kind of my dream job at the moment (it would provide administrative work, writing work, teaching work and, most importantly, a paycheck!)...
I also had choir last night. Always a busy evening on Thursday.
And...dragon boat season kicked off this week. I always look forward to it but this year will be hard. Three nights a week two of which are not on the same schedule as Mr.Bunny. I know it's a bit silly but having someone else to push me to get moving is sometimes a necessity. Moreover, this means that our schedules are completely out of synch. So...
Monday night was tough but really not as bad as expected. The coaches are easing us back into the sport after a lethargic winter. I don't expect mercy will come into teh equations a few weeks from now. I had muscle tremors when I got off the boat but they quickly passed and a warm shower left me relaxed. I've decided that waiting for the boys to finish their late practice might not be worth it. It's kind of lonely and the lift home is not entirely worth it. I guess I'll have to see how it goes.
Tuesday was a bit rough mostly due to lactic acid buildup. I was too whiny during practice. I don't like it when others complain and usually try to push for a more positive attitude on the boat. I was one of those complain-y people on Tuesday. Practice wasn't too bad. More technique which means that by the time we get into the swing of things I should have amazing paddling skills. I was happy to have Caro join us and also very pleased to see how full our Gingerbread Crew boat was. It was heartening after last year's low attendance records.
Wednesday was not as bad as expected during the day but the practice was cerytainly tough on my morale. I paddled on the left (at the coach's suggestion) and had a really tough time keeping technique and timing under control. Not only was I displeased with my performance but one of my new team members rudely pointed out one of my shortcomings...this did not help my confidence but I think I've mostly gotten over it by this point. My pride was rather wounded. *sigh* I think I'm in for a rough ride this Summer. Let's hope I don't regret getting onto an advanced team.