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I thought I saw a putty cat.... I did, I did

Jul 04, 2013 - 0 comments

Jamie didn't believe me when I told him I rode 23 kilometers in an hour and I must admit I began to doubt myself... I'm a good one for doing something once but doing it again.....well, I had my doubts.  This Tuesday, I rocked up to the cycle class again!  Armed with my fluffy seat cover, I don't pretend to look like a pro.... I told the trainer that my son didn't believe me...  ie that I rode 23 kilometers and with a sadistic smile on his face he said, we'll do more tonight.....  Really!!!!  Then he went on to say that he's got people in some of his classes who are sixty and seventy years old..  That made me feel great!   I didn't think to say well I bet they haven't got the dreaded Hector disease...  You know what I mean.. I wouldn't!  But I got back on the bike as they say....

Well after half an hour I was pretty bushed... But, I am also a good one for finishing what I started....   I stayed on that bike and watched it tick over every hundred meters until, 63 minutes into it, he says OK...  stop! and I had ridden 22.9 kilometers!!!  I wanted to keep going that bit extra but it was time to do some stretches...  

On an intellectual subject, I was admitted and enrolled in the Grad Dip of Professional Communication which starts at the end of August....  

I also went for a job in the city... Really bad timing. This is my problem...  Getting on with life is hard in the context of projecting to a time when I may need to take time off work. I am empowered at the moment at my workplace to take time off as I need.....   So I think I have to put the idea of changing jobs to bed for a while... Does anyone have anything to say about that....  If I wait for the newer treatments... then I'll have long service leave but who wants to spend that sitting around feeling '****'?

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