A whirlwind week of highs and lows
Sometimes a week just kicks your ass all over the place. This was that week for me. Tuesday I finally got my promotion. I was actually more nervous than I expected but the team took it well and the cross-functional teams immediately started integrating me into things by giving me all the actions Brain had failed to attend to. By the end of the week I felt like the new college student with books piled high in their arms.
I went from work straight to a craft night with the Market women. The crafts themselves were not great but it was really fun to hang out with the ladies. We spray painted plastic animal figurines glued to mason jars. For a group of women, we were decidedly un-crafty. Most of us spray painted ourselves at some point, the spray paint bubbled and crackled on our projects, and the way over did it on the glitter. All of my projects had fallen apart by the time I got them home. The best on of all of ours was Kim’s lavender lion’s backside w/ glittered balls. So Kim.
Unfortunately, it meant that I didn’t get dinner and drank more than I should have. I didn’t get to bed until 11:00 and had an early morning the next day. Not that I’m complaining, It just get reminded sometimes how difficult out it is for me to hang out without feeling like ass the next day.
The rest of the week was a blur of extreme time management. I somehow managed to fit in all of my workouts; with legs that were not over Pace Bend. I attended 3x as many meetings as I usually do, picked up my packet for Lago, and saw Brian off to Penang on Thursday.
Saturday, I rolled out to Lago knowing I had nothing in my legs but trying to convince myself that everybody else was feeling the same. I hung in but I could feel my lets scream on every hill and I was fighting hard in the wind. On the third lap, I was in poor position in the wind and I had too many gaps to close when it blew up. I ended up forming with a chase group of about 7 but they were not steady and I dropped them after a lap. Kim picked me up with Kelly B. and the two of them kept me going. We got cut by one lap and I came in DFL (except for the folks who dropped).
Kim and I were feeling pretty shitty and I was already feeling lonely with Brian gone so I agreed to meet Kim for Dinner. I won’t harp on this (even though I should). I drank too much and woke up very embarrassed that I couldn’t do the math correctly on the check. I should not have driven home either. I tested myself, walked a line while touching my nose. I had the coordination, but not the good judgment. At one point I was trying to text when I had no business texting and the car swerved. There was nobody around me and, while I’d love to say that’s why I thought texting was ok, it was completely bone-headed and I threw my phone on the floor so I wouldn’t be tempted again. I woke up feeling like an out of control juvenile and wanting a complete do-over. I completely hated myself.
Finally, today we were met with a freak cold-front that dropped out temperature 40 degrees in 1-hour. I didn’t race because I had a brunch with Jessica, who was in town for a birthday surprise, but I don’t know what I would have done if I had been registered (BRRRRRR)!!! Seeing Jessica was great but it was so loud in the restaurant that we didn’t get to talk much. She misses all of us and I know she left feeling like she didn’t get enough time with us.
This week had highs and lows reflective of our temperatures lately. Even summarizing this week is exhausting. I’m hoping this week is a little more low-key but I’m already looking at a pretty full calendar!!