It felt like spring during my run this morning! Even though I wasn’t wearing heavy layers, I had my sleeves pulled up to my elbows well before the midway point of my 6.2 kilometre run, and it was only about +3 Celsius.
As I was running, I thought it smelled like rain…that dusty, earthy spring rain kind of smell. The rain finally came an hour or so later.
Normally I would be disappointed to have missed out on running in the rain, but I am glad that I was done before today’s rain arrived. I went out without a hat and I am wearing my glasses today. Raindrops on glasses is not fun!
Yesterday I received an email to let me know that my singlet has been shipped out. I can’t say that I am overly excited about wearing a singlet (in public, no less!), but part of me is kind of excited for it to get here.
Today I received an email to notify me that my powerlifting belt has been shipped out. Now for that I am excited! Soon I will have everything I need for the competition. I already have my lifting shoes and socks.
My kids are not too thrilled about my singlet. They roll their eyes whenever I mention it. They avert their eyes if I try to show them a picture of one. If I start talking about it, they immediately try to shut me down. Part of me knows exactly how they feel!
My son went to our Tim Horton’s last night and came home with a box of honey cruller timbits. Uh oh! This is where I work, and we didn’t carry honey cruller timbits the last time I was at work. This is very bad news, because I love honey cruller timbits! Normally I am not too tempted by the donuts and such that we peddle, but the urge to justify one little timbit here and there will be a fair bit stronger when honey cruller timbits are involved.
About a month ago, I had pulled out a pair of jeans that I hadn’t worn in nearly a year, and I could finally fit into them again comfortably. I wore them a few times, but they were an older pair of jeans and they soon had a large rip above a knee. Yes, I know I could still wear them. I probably will still wear them, but I knew I would need to shop for a new pair of jeans. Before the rip happened, I had gone out and tried on a couple of pairs of jeans. I hate fitting rooms, or at least the frustration and anxiety that typically takes place within the confines of those four walls. I was unsuccessful on that visit, so I have been jeans-less. Not quite really. I do have two pairs of jeans a size bigger and, while they are still wearable, they feel a little baggy. Today I sucked up my willpower and tried again. I survived without a curse word uttered and without losing my sanity or self-confidence. I even walked out with a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a new sports bra.
I am looking forward to the weekend, and I actually have a proper weekend. Normally I work on Saturday, but not this week!
Tomorrow night Kane and I are going to a fundraising dinner. It should be a nice evening, although it stresses me just a tad to not know what I will be eating until I get there. I am so used to planning out everything I eat, mostly in advance. Oh well! At least tomorrow is a moderate carb day.
On Saturday Kane and I are leaving the kids at home and enjoying an overnight hotel stay. It’s not really much of a holiday, but it is better than nothing. I don’t know yet what we will do for the rest of the day, but I am sure we’ll enjoy it.
The vertigo seems to be gone! That was a quick turn around, but I’m not complaining.