1. I hate the YMCA in the Summer. Since J is traveling constantly, I can't get up at 5 a.m. to get my swims in. Instead, I have to wait until Child Watch opens. During the school year, Child Watch is a lifesaver. But, in the summer, it totally messes with my schedule. The 8 a.m. opening forces my swim to coincide with a multitude of other activities in the pool. Between water aerobics, swim lessons and Summer camp, I find myself getting really cozy with my fellow lap swimmers in the single lane left open in the pool. I just can't understand why the Y can't follow the schedule it developed for lap swimming. There are always supposed to be two lap lanes, yet somehow every time I swim after 8 a.m. there is only one. You make the stupid rules, just follow them.
2. Speaking of lap lanes, they are designed for CONTINOUS ENDURANCE SWIMMING. Not for floating with a noodle, for following along with the water aerobics class or for walking. That's what open swim is for. Check the schedule and come at the correct time.
3. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult in the world than putting on a sports bra when you have just gotten out of the pool. However, putting on bike shorts after swimming is probably a close second.
4. My training is going remarkable well. I am not sure if it's the fact that I am controlling my blood sugar quite well or if it's my "just get to the finish line" training plan, but I am feeling strong and recovering quickly.
5. The girls and I went to the dentist on Tuesday and as usual, I have issues. Although I have no apparent cavities, I am packing food between two fillings causing me to floss about 287 times a day. Since this will eventually lead to a problem, I have to go have those filling replaced. It's epic.
6. Doodle also had quite an eventful visit. She walked in for a cleaning and left with two missing teeth. Apparently the "shark teeth" that were growing behind her baby teeth had forced them into a position where they were unable to fall out on their own. So, rather than wait and possibly damage the shark teeth, a.k.a. adult teeth, she had them pulled out.
She was such a trooper and she made bank with the tooth fairy.
7. We are heading to Hawaii in 99 days. Not that I'm counting.
8. I'm 99.9% sure that we will not be homeschooling the girls next year. They have been protesting since the beginning of June, so we have been doing a test run ever since. Dizzle is in full on freak out mode. (Doodle is better than Dizzle, but still ...) Most of our lessons end in tears and hyperventilating. I just can't do that to her. I'm not going to subject her to mental trauma just because she's crazy bored at school. Instead, J and I are just going to supplement her learning when she's not at school. But, this little experiment, however brief, has taught me some things. First of all, Dizzle is just as, if not more, stubborn than I am. That does not make for a good learning environment. Second, I am so black and white with things that I don't understand how people can get stuck in the gray for so long. This adds an enormous amount of tension in our lessons. And lastly, all this work my kids have done (and will continue to do) is going to put them even further ahead, which may compound the problem we already had.
9. Summer vacation is like 40% over. I'm totally bummed about this.
10. Yesterday, Dizzle asked me what "Lost time is never found" means. I told her that it meant that you only get one chance to live every moment to the fullest and if you waste your time getting caught up in drama and things that don't matter to you, it's like losing that time and you can never get it back. And although it reminded me to take stock and evaluate how I'm living my life, she just turned to me and said, "So, it's kind of how I'll never get the time I spent asking you this back? Oh man." Exactly, glad to have enlightened you, Dizzle.