I haven't done a finding friday in a while. maybe what I really need to find is myself. this is going to be a stream of conscious post. just whatever is in my head. we'll see what comes out, I guess.
my husband is out on a boys trip to a friend's cabin. I'm home alone, totally livin' it up. yeah, if sitting on my couch blogging counts. I was almost going to go to a movie by myself, but nothing good was at the dollar and that's all I really want to spend on a movie by myself. and let's be honest, I'll probably be asleep by ten o'clock anyway.
I went lap swimming tonight. even after I stuffed my face full of pizza only hours before. I must be dedicated. or crazy. probably just mostly stupid. why did I shove my face full of pizza? because I'm a social eater. and I can't be left out of a party. all my work peeps go out to the pie after our friday meeting is over. it's totally fun bonding with them outside of the work environment. so I can't just not go. and if I do go, I can't just not eat. I'll have to figure something out, though if I want to keep swimming friday masters.
but maybe I don't want to keep swimming friday masters. maybe after my triathlon next week, I'll cut it back to two swim workouts a week. I mean, friday should be hot date night, right? not be at the pool until 8 o'clock at night night.
speaking of my triathlon, it's in a week. who knows if I'm actually ready. I feel like I never run or bike. I mean, I know I do. but I feel like I don't. if that makes any sense. I'm doing the olympic distance, which is the longer of the two courses. I'm just jumping right into this sport and not looking back. it should be a fun trip. we'll see if I don't self destruct during the race next saturday.
so this was the first week of camp. besides the incident, it all went rather smoothly. and this incident I speak of was actually quite major. and very scary. it involves a swimming pool, a six year-old girl, my counselor rescuing said camper from the bottom of the pool and starting cpr, and a life guard who fled the scene. it makes me proud to know that my staff are well trained and qualified. it makes me horrified that the lifeguards at this pool don't even know the EAP. yeah, that would be the Emergency Action Plan. you know, what to do in case someone actually needs to be rescued. because otherwise what are you being trained and paid for? to get a nice tan?
it's 9:21pm and I'm already starting to get a little sleepy.
did you guys realize it's friday the 13th? that's slightly scary.
okay, it's 9:26pm and I'm going to fall asleep if I don't get up and do something. sorry this post wasn't overly exciting. I wish it could be deep and meaningful, but it's obvious I'm just way too tired for those types of thoughts.
peace out.
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4 comments:
I love your stream of consciousness! You don't need more excitement after the incident! And what's the advantage of all this exercise if you can't stuff in the pizza sometimes?
jo, why in the hellen of troy didn't you call me!? i would've gone to a show with you in a heartbeat... cry. cry. sniff sniff.
I think I like you more knowing that sometimes you chow on pizza and watch the Bachelorette!
cyndi--sorry I didn't call. but you probably wouldn't have wanted to hang with me because I was seriously asleep by ten o'clock. on the couch with the lights still on no less. after a day of being out in the sun with kids, and then swimteam, a girl tends to get a little tuckered out!
and gab--I'm always chowing on pizza and watching crap on tv! well, okay so not always. but sometimes! :)
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