One BUSY week!

Whew! We made it! We did it! We survived the first week of school. Of course it would not be Chica's life if I did not complicate it. I signed up to work two 12hr shifts this week. What was I thinking??!! Not only did I have to arrange drop off in the am, but pick up in the afternoon. Of course I made the usual, new school year resolution... I WILL GO TO THE GYM AFTER I DROP OFF THE KIDS IN THE MORNING! Hmmm, yeah. That worked well. I will say that I at least bagged my swim bag on Monday... I talked myself out of it. I wish I could remember why now. Trust me at the time I had a good reason. Friday, I had a dentist appointment to get my temporary crown put in. I would rather go to the GYN doctor twice in one day, than go to the dentist! That's how much I dislike that experience. I literally was freaked to the point of nausea. There was no way, I was jumping and stretching. My appointment was in the city (The big D) and I had to make sure I got there on time, so I left as soon as I dropped off the kids at school. I was actually a few minutes early. Yeah, me! I must say, that this dentist is EXCELLENT! Him and his assistant kept telling me how good I did. I think I may have to actually change how I feel about going to the dentist. I'll keep ya posted in two weeks, when I go back for the actual crown. Oh yea, one more thing. Guess how much this lovely crown is costing me when all is said in done. Over 1,000!!! We have insurance, YES! I keep thinking of things I could do with that money. Well, my mother always said, you can't put a price on your health. Good clean teeth that will last for your life are a good thing to have.

Have you ever built a rocket?

Did you ever build a rocket in elementary school? Remember the anticipation? The visions of it soaring, high up in the air. The entire class gathers and one at a time, you take turns igniting your rocket. Your heart is beating so fast, what will happen? Will your dream come true? It starts to take off, slowly, then fizzes out and hits the floor. BUMMER! All that work for about 3 seconds of misery. Actually, more than that, since you will be teased about this for the rest of your school days. That's what came to mind as the day passed and I decided I just could NOT meet with Barbie. I have to be comfortable with this person, and I was not. I did make it to the gym that day, only to hop on the Precor and remind myself of every single ounce of extra weight I was carrying. I lasted about 15 minutes. I was too insecure to try any weight machines. I walked around the place, trying to lower my heart rate and keep from having a heart attack on my first day. After getting feeling back in my legs, being able to breathe without it hurting, I headed home. Yep, major fizz for the first day. I did feel sore the next day. I'm not beating myself up. I have lots of weight to take off and every small step counts! I did make it to the aqua class yesterday. Not sure if I will keep going to the class. I definitely will keep getting in the pool, since no impact is the best on my joints right now. I know that deep down in me, not only is there one Hot Chica, this chic is crazy. I love the feeling of sore muscles! I ache in places I had forgotten I had. Each step I take reminds me, I'm on a mission. I love that. Sicko, I know!