My arms are kind of sore. Today my coach, Robyn, insisted I walk around the gym (approx 300 m) with a 30 lb barbell extended over my head. It kind of sucked. But I didn’t put it down the whole time. This was, of course, after I’d already walked around the building (300 m, in case you forgot) holding two 26lb kettle bells. Get this … I pay her to torture me like this.
What else is going on in the house? The kids have been crazy. Ben hasn’t wanted to eat much and he’s been really tired but when he’s up, he’s just on a tear. He just wants to destroy everything. Destroy is probably the wrong word. He wants to take everything apart and scatter it all over the house. He is currently not allowed to have: crayons (duh), his orbital toy from the Natural History Museum (he menaces his sister with this), anything with small pieces (I’m too sore to pick them up right now), any food outside of the kitchen and dining room (duh). On the bright side, he seems to have developed some respect for moving vehicles. On Tuesday he actually held my hand all the way through a parking lot and he huddled closer to me when he saw a car headed our way.
We have decided NOT to go camping. Honestly I am MORE than fine with this decision. It changes next to nothing except possibly giving me more free time, although that is quickly filling up. We can also make it to one of our favorite kiddo’s b’day parties which will include swimming. Instead this weekend I will cook the same food we would have eaten while camping (maybe we can even do a last round of s’mores on our fire pit) and instead of doing whatever camping stuff we’d have done on Saturday, we will probably work on winterizing our camper so it can go to storage (and I can have the garage back – snow is going to fly soon).
It has been a long week and I will be glad to lie around a bit this weekend.