Back in the Saddle....Kung Fu style

Hi Everyone! I am so sorry I haven’t posted in a couple of days….(ok- it’s been 3) Time just got away from me. So let’s quickly bring you up to speed so you know what I’ve been up to:

Saturday was somewhat eventful- I have a great story about “Big Daddy” at the Waffle House and the wack-a-doodle I sat by (no, not Fred) while eating my “scattered, well” hashbrowns. But, now that it’s 3 days later, the story isn’t so funny anymore. But just in case I think the funny will come back to the story, I’m gonna archive it and save it for when I have writers block. Also on Saturday evening, Fred gigged with his band, The Woody’s at the Arena Tavern. It was fun and I could REALLY blog about some “happenings”, but I will protect the innocent (y’all that were there can thank me later); you just had to be there to see all the action.

Sunday- pretty boring. We “accidentally” slept in and didn’t make it to Church. (pray for me) I did laundry, Fred raked some leaves and then we plopped our butts on the sectional all afternoon and watched football. (BTW- Go Falcons!)

Notice that there aren’t any workouts mentioned over the weekend. Yep, I didn’t do any. I’m such a slacker. It’s hard on the weekends- I promise to work at this…..

Monday- back to the grind and believe it or not, nothing out of the ordinary happened in the office or when I went over to Rhodes to workout. (I did my 2 mile workout- yay!) It was pretty mellow for a Monday. I like that. So, when I got home last night, I had every intention of blogging, and it just didn’t happen. I even had a convo with my mom on what to blog about….nothing was floating my boat. So I poured me a “dirty” and flipped on the TV and shazam~ it was time to hit the hay bales.

Ahh….but alas! Tuesday came and the Universe aligned. Here’s what happened today:

My buddy Kelly and I headed over for our lunchtime workout at Rhodes. I was still a little sore from my 2 mile run yesterday, but with Turkey Day this week, I wanted to be sure I got another good workout in at work since this is the last day in the office for me this week. I check in and head to my treadmill. It was the only one vacant, so I jumped on it and started my stretching. As I was putting on my headphones, I noticed this skinny, ripped chick eyeballing me in the mirror. “Excuse me,” she says, “are you done?”. Really. “Um, no.” I reply. “I just got on the treadmill.” Then she shoots me this look, like “sure..” Shit- I haven’t even started my workout. Just because you are this 0% body fat running fanatic, doesn’t mean that a middle-aged, slightly out of shape non-marathon running chick (ie: Me) is going to give up my treadmill. Hell to the no.
So off I go, trucking to the whopping speed of 4.5 mph (hey…I’m up from 3.5 last week) and man…my legs feel heavy. This is going to be a long 30 minutes….I have to push through, I have to push through…..I had to get my mind on something--- for some reason, I started reminiscing back to my HS days…. Man, I can remember playing 4 straight quarters of basketball and not being tired—I ran the 330 hurdles (and man did that suck ass; that is the hardest race in the world)- but I did it. And here I am, going 4.5 mph sucking gas to finish two miles. Man, I want my 18 year old body back. But…I know that’s not going to happen. Boo hiss. OK…enough of memory lane- all of the sudden, I hear this “THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.” What the hell? Well, I look over 2 treadmills down, and this little Chinese woman (who is probably no more than 70 pounds) is making that THUMP noise, with her feet! My God, she must have the flattest feet in the world or she is striding way to far out for her little body. I can hear this through my tunes…wow. After a couple more times, it really gets annoying, but guess what? She helped me pass the time and boom! My 2 mile run was over. She’s glaring at me in the mirror….I think she saw I was staring at her with dismay that she could make that much noise. I got the hell off my treadmill, before she opened up a can of Kung Fu whoop ass on me. LOL

Workout done-check. Man, I am working from home tomorrow and I really want to go to Sarah’s yoga class. I wonder if she can teleconference me in from home- no need to envision (little inside CDC joke); wow- I bet that would be a first at CDC. Fingers crossed; I gave her my home phone number. (smile)

Good to be back to blogging…. Stay tuned for more of my wacky escapades.

PS: Hey Rebekah- Holla! (she wanted a shout out…here you go buddy!! )