Thursday, June 09, 2011
It's very hot today, but it's much cooler in the woods; and that's one of my favorite places to get my mileage in.
As soon as I made the trailhead, I saw the most beautiful snake. At first glance, it was black and white striped, but as it moved slowly across my path (must have been the heat) I saw it was kind of like a blocky giraffe pattern of black patches with broad white borders in between. I resisted the urge to capture it and make it my pet, and stood still to let him pass. Poor little guy was rattling his teeny tail nervously, but I was sure he was not poisonous.
Having never seen this type of snake in the wild, and because I'm a big snake fan, I googled him as soon as I got home, and learned he was an eastern king snake. I'm dorky that way.
June has ushered in the dog days. We are right at triple digits today, and the humidity is sky-high. I can't figure out if my tomato plant is happy or sad. The leaves are droopy and yellowy, but the tomatoes reddening at record speed. My pots dry out so quickly, I sometimes have to water twice a day.
Taking Care of Pup
After another scary bout with doggie feeling to ill to eat, she's finally got her appetite back and is gaining weight. I'm dutifully mixing her meals as fast as I can, and keeping the A/C cranked. The bad thing is, now that she's blind, she has trouble finding her water. We've added several bowls to familiar places.
Can't Wait for This Class to be Over
We started out with nine students, which is typical for horticulture. By the third class, six student had dropped. I check my email every day, thinking the class will be cancelled, because I know the usual minimum to run a class is eight students. I don't know how it can run with just three. The teacher is so crass, I seriously considered dropping the class myself, but I've been waiting two years to take it. It is a required class for my specialization.
The teacher apparently is not computer literate, so communicating via blackboard or email won't be happening. On the first day, she alienated everyone. We were given drafting work to do, despite the fact that NONE of us had the necessary materials or a book (we could have had these things if she had communicated with us electronically prior to class). Then, she loudly criticized us for not being able to draw decent circles or a straight lines freehand (no ruler, no compass). She also used too much technical jargon for a beginning class. On top of that, she swears and makes off-color comments and innuendo. I came to class with my usual writing implement, a fine point marker, and when she came to my desk to 'correct' my drafting technique, she removed the cap from my marker WITH HER TEETH. You heard me. She put my pen in her mouth. And no, I did not have anything else to write with. I almost walked out the door RIGHT THEN.
I really hope I haven't made a big mistake by staying!
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Yep, I did it. A 10K yesterday, and another 10K this morning.
That's because the auto repair shop is exactly ten kilometers from my house. So, yesterday, I walked home after dropping the car off, and today I walked back to get it. I always get the vehicle inspection done early in June, before the annual trip to Florida; which will be short this year because of our sick pup. No long, drawn-out beach strolling vacation, no landscape work on my brother's house.
I'm going to school early today so I can camp out in the library and study without any interruptions. It's one of those rare occassions when my assignment is done early, in it's entirety, so I'm not cramming at my desk and swearing at my printer. So, I intend to sprawl myself out in a quiet, air conditioned corner, and relax until class begins. I've already done my 2 hrs of cardio, and I'm slipping away for a few precious minutes to study for my goals. Just for right now, I'm all caught up.
Sunday, June 05, 2011
Why not? Any excuse is good if you want to make positive changes.
My committment to get back into the 1-hr a day minimum cardio fell apart, along with my health, in January. I have been pretty slack the first half of 2011.
June is a good time to start fresh.
Rafael Nadal wins French Open
Is it wrong for me to say I wanted Federer to win because he is easier on the eyes?
Seriously, watching Nadal was tough. He fidgets and 'adjusts' himself (yes, his private parts) CONSTANTLY. He spits all over the court. Evey time the camera was on him, I was disgusted. He was groping and gougeing at his shorts as if he couldn't dislodge his wedgie, dripping sweat, and spitting everywhere. Federer, on the other hand, always seems to look amazingly cool and dry, as if he has some magic way to avoid sweating in public. He never spits or touches himself. So, although both men are outstanding athletes, I sided with Federer because he looked so gentlemanly.
A favorite grocery item disappears from local shelves
I never knew how much I needed this item until I could no longer find it at ANY local grocery store. Apparently I can't live without it, because I was willing to drive over 75 miles to get the last three jars at Wegmans. And order a case of it from Amazon.
Saturday, June 04, 2011
But you have got to get up and make yourself do it.
It is amazing how ONE vigorous workout makes you feel better for so many hours afterward. It lasts all day, carrying me all the way to the next workout.
The thing is, when you miss the workout, you don't feel noticeably bad. You just don't feel much change, one way or the other, which is what makes slacking off so dangerous. But getting up and getting the workout, you DO feel a noticeable change, and you feel it right away.
Maybe if it was the other way around, more people would work out... like if you felt bad immediately upon missing the daily workout, I mean. Like say, 24 hours later, you would start to feel noticeably worse if you haven't had your workout and a whole day has gone by. Maybe then, if there was prompt, short-term discomfort involved, people would get up and do it.
Sigh... people don't react much to long-term discomfort. They adjust to the pain, and look for prompt, short-term rewards like PIE.
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
That's what he says every time he passes me, riding his bicycle around the neighborhood. It always gives me a lift.
He says it when I know I'm looking good, but he even says it when I am at my worst. And in return, he gets a big smile, and I say 'thank you.'
I have no idea who this man is; just some random neighbor. I only see him a few times a year. But in this simple way, he lets me know, every time he sees me, that he is seeing female loveliness, and he appreciates what he sees. And I feel like a beautiful queen every time. And then, he just passes on by, never saying another word.
He doesn't need to.
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