Today the boy and I celebrate 2 years together. Two years ago right now we were sitting in PJ Skaddoos smoking, drinking and talking. Actually, if you deal with the whole “Memorial Day” then 2 years ago today we were hanging out on my couch after going to Arl.ington Ce.metary and then having the boy cook dinner and watching “The Fam.ily S.tone”. Last year we celebrated in NYC, where I met Le.a Sa.longa. Tonight though, I’m by myself in Orlando.
I can’t really complain, we had a truly fabulous weekend with our moms and a kick butt bridal shower. More of that later though.
Right now, right now I’m busy lamenting about the last two years. I’m a truly lucky woman. And I’ll admit to being sad and a little pouty this evening. I can’t help it, I’m in love. Poor She She–after this emotional weekend I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m a nut job (no comments from the peanut gallery 
)But we’ll get to celebrate some more at the beach next week. In the meantime, I’m allowing myself to be a bit pouty tonight, and realizing that no matter what I think, anniversary’s do, in fact, need some special attention. I’m also realizing that do-overs are a great thing
Broadway…I don’t know why suddenly again, but I do…ahhhh Sutton.
When the boy and I got engaged, I said that I didn’t have a desire to try and loose a whole bunch of weight before the wedding, that I wasn’t going to be “that” bride. 5lbs maybe I said, just to feel good about me.
Then we quit smoking on Jan. 21 and since then I’ve gained about 10lbs…and now I’m “that” bride. So among other things I’ve started working out again, mostly b/c the plan as it was was failing me…1 lb a week gain failing me.
I have these two B.iggest Lo.ser DVDs and they are killer. There’s a lot of squats, and lungs, and the whole “loose more weight by working out the biggest muscles”. Yea, about those big muscles….
Last night I’m working out, squating, lunging, sweating like a sunofabitch when all of the sudden I feel this pain travel up the back of my leg to my booty. I screamed, I stopped moving totally frozen. Eventually I started trying to move, finished the DVD on “easy” and then iced and heated my leg. By the time I got up to go to bed I could barely shuffle. Sitting even made me grimace.
Apparently, I pulled my hamstring…. Normally I wouldn’t think this is such a big deal except that DAM.N it hurts! So much so that I originally thought I must have torn something, I mean how could a pulled muscle hurt??
Ahh, but remember as Bob says we’re working on all the “big muscle groups”. Which translated means-you pull it and you’ll be crying uncle.
So, that’s it for the working out for at least a few days. Then, this weekend is my bridal shower (WOO HOO) so Mom and She She will be here. The worst of it is just that I have no idea exactly how I did it (i.e. how NOT to do it again) and getting back into this rhythm next week will suck, b/c it won’t happen until June as I’m onsite next week. I suppose it could be worse-I could’ve done it closer in to my onsite which is at a convention hotel—-I don’t even want to think about the pain that walking would be like this.
Now, the other other questin that begs to be asked is is it really bad that when I first felt the pain and realized what I had done I wondered “if I’ve hurt myself whatever will I wear this weekend???” At least I have my priorties str
It’s May 15, which means we’re halfway through May, which means we’re almost out of the he.ll zone. Rock on wit mah bad self
I seriously feel as if I’m finally coming up to see the light. Something’s changed though, undoubtedly something has changed. Between this year and last. I can’t quite put my finger on it, and I haven’t yet decided if this is a good or bad thing (I’m going to assume good for now). I still struggle with not running too fast; not getting so far ahead of myself I don’t actually stop to see what I’m doing. I still yell at my laptop I still get spun up.
And yet, I’m slightly slienced to a lot of all the mess. Something between last year and this year. Priorities. My job is important, I accept that. I love my work. But there are other things too. And the world still goes on. That’s ok-it’s ok to love my work, but love my personal life. It’s good to deman that they stay somewhat seperate, adn that you not give in too much and loose too much of your own time. Somehow, there seems to be a quiet silence And sometimes your friend comes to you, and needs you, even if they won’t straight out admit it, and you and your fiance need to run to wedding appointments, and your clients begin to freak out on you.
But you just stop, walk away from your computer, tune out the clients, and go to those that need you. And maybe you can’t offer a lot, but you can offer yourself and hope that that will be of some comfort.
Anyone who listened to me since February knows that I have been dreading May. I originally had 3 meetings almost all back to back. Since then, I had the middle (the one I volunteered for) removed. I felt guilty…for 5 seconds until I came back to my senses. This is especially a good thing considering as I write this I’m coughing up a friggen lung from the random funk I caught. I was litterally sick from day 2-7 onsite, and though I pushed through which is great, that just means I’m beat now, which ain’t so great.
Anyway, May was looming and I was freaking. But here’s my glitch-while May is busy, I totally underestimated April.
Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh April.
So I’m into May, the month I was dreading, only to realize that I’m ok b/c I made it through April. Moreover, something has changed within me-it’s good and bad-slightly numb perhaps and able to just roll onsite. Perfectly? Hellllls no. But still, I can’t totally put my finger on it but it’s a change. It’s still left to be seen if it’ll be a good or bad thing
Meanwhile, while I’m still busy I have one meeting down and I simply refuse to not enjoy this summer. Hello-it’s pre wedding and I’m going to enjoy it damn it!
Ok, off to rest some more. Could it be that I’m actually coming back to the land of the living??????
