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March 23, 2007
Speed, Relatively Speaking
I feel like I live the majority of life in fast-forward. I'm sure you all feel the same way. I work about 30 hours a week and I train about 15-20 hours a week. That doesn't include about 8 hours of commuting per week or driving to and from the pool and weight room. It doesn't include getting my bike ready to ride, setting up the trainer or pumping the tires. It doesn't include all the stretching or showering or massaging. That doesn't include packing that dang bag every night for the next day's endevours. I hate packing that bag.
Add to all that general life stuff - laundry, cleaning the house (or at least thinking about cleaning the house), paying the bills, worrying about paying the bills, packing lunches and going grocery shopping (okay, I can't claim that because O goes to the grocery store each week). How about washing the cars or taking them to get maintenanced? Cooking (hey - putting something in the microwave still takes time!), ironing, feeding the dog.
And let us not forget about sleeping and blogging! :)
So it's no wonder that I'm always thinking about the next thing to do, and trying to do 5 things at one time. I move quickly, I don't mess around and I still struggle to get it all in sometimes.
God forbid if you have children. For that you should earn some sort of medal.
And I know I'm not the only one that feels this way. I assume the majority of Americans are right with me on this one.
But today was very different for me. Because today I am moving in serious slow motion. I hadn't really planned it that way but I have the day off work and I don't HAVE to be anywhere in particular until 2 pm. And that's a thing of beauty.
I kicked my slow motion day off by turning off my alarm when it went off at 6:45 am. It was still dark and so I just laid there and listened to the rain hitting our roof. I laid there until 7:15. I just can't even remember the last time I laid in bed longer than 2 seconds after my alarm started blaring.
I moved about slowing gathering my stuff for the pool and eating something small. I finally got my suit on and drove over to the YMCA and slowly immersed myself in the freezing cold water (the YMCA pool is finally back in business but they had to refill all the water and let me tell you - it was not warm water that they refilled it with!). I didn't even start my swim workout until 8 am. After 3000 yds of swimming (that wasn't that slow I guess :) I took my grand old time changing and getting over to the weight room. I lifted and then drove home. I ate breakfast and showered and stretched and somehow, already it's 11:30.
Living life in the slow lane really isn't so bad after all. In fact, I'm quite enjoying it for today! I'm sure I'll be back to traveling at 1000 MPH tomorrow but for today, a rainy, gloomy, cold day here in Pittsburgh, PA, I'm pretty pleased to be going at a snail's pace. I suggest you all try it some time.
Happy weekend everyone!
Posted by beth at March 23, 2007 11:20 AM
Comments
"God forbid if you have children. For that you should earn some sort of medal."...
Does this mean we child-makers have just qualified to receive the "Tri-Beth Medal of Honor?" One child, one medal? Or: one child, bronze. Two children, silver. Three or more children, gold? :-) just you and O wait... Enjoy your snail-sliding along...
Posted by: corrado giambalvo at March 23, 2007 12:03 PM
Sounds like a wonderful and rejuvenating day!
Posted by: Meghan at March 23, 2007 8:52 PM