They are pouring our foundation today!!! At least that’s what we hear, though we haven’t seen it yet. But either way — yippee!
Finding time to exercise these days is like pulling teeth. Last night I had class and didn’t get home until 10:30, but I forced myself on the bike (on the trainer in my living room) for 35 minutes because I knew it was my only chance to work out between last Monday and next Monday. This is not making me happy. I’m a month and a half away from my wedding and I’m heavier than I’ve been in 6 years. My wedidng dress is quite forgiving, so it’s not that I’m worried about appearances particularly. But I just don’t feel good when I’m heavier like this. I feel uncomfortable. I don’t like it. As my tri friends would say, I need to quit complaining, HTFU, and get on with it already.
Riding on my trainer lately has also ruined two pairs of my expensive bike shorts! Seems the underseat bag that I keep my spare tire and tire changing equipment in had a loose piece of velcro that was continually rubbing against the spandex of my shorts. Suddenly this week not one but TWO pairs of shorts had holes in them on the back of my thigh where the velcro had repeatedly rubbed. Very annoying, since bike shorts are not cheap.
Jose’s aunts are throwing me a bridal shower tomorrow so we are headed to Corpus Christi again for that, and for Easter. He got some DVDs in the mail the other day and has been watching them the past couple nights. They all feature Richard Dawkins, one of his favorite scientists/authors/general philosophers. They prompted him to start blogging again, and he says he’s going to keep it up this time. Yep, he’s a big ol’ nerd, but I think I’ll keep him.
