~Some asshole stole my wallet out of my car last night. Ok. My fault for leaving my wallet in my car, but still. Parents- teach your kids not to steal. I know it's like I'm preaching to the choir telling you guys this, but apparently that lesson is not taught well here in Hawaii. There is actually a sign at our pool that says, "Do not leave valuables in the locker room. Items have been stolen in the past." My first reaction to that is to post another sign that says, "Hey! How about we don't steal each other's stuff???"
~I spent my whole morning canceling credit cards and debit cards and gathering paperwork to prove my identity so the DMV would issue me a new drivers license. Kind of in a rush to get that done since they won't let me on my flight to Kona on Sunday without it. The worst part? The thieves also stole my make up bag (ok yes, I leave that in my car too) so the new picture they took for my license is not nearly as flattering as my old one.
~The make-up they sell at Long's is crappy. Too bad I didn't have time to get to The Body Shop today to replace the good stuff I actually like.
~I doubt I'll be wearing much make up in Kona anyway. I don't have a car or any other means of transportation other than my feet. I think I'm going to be doing a lot of 'run commuting'. So if you see me there in Kona, I'll probably be nice and sweaty. Then again, you probably will be too. So it's all good.
~I'm going to get my USAT Coaching Certification next week. Phew. I'm sure all my athletes will be quite relieved. Lol. Though in all honesty, I'm really looking forward to the course. I eat up any and all info Triathlon so I'm sure I'll pick up some good stuff while I'm there.
~After several weeks of craptastic swimming, I finally had a good swim this morning. I haven't had much time to swim the last few weeks because work has taken up more mornings than usual... I've found that I must swim at least 3x/week in order to maintain my fitness. 4x/week if I want to get faster. Anyway, the combination of lack of swimming opportunities and a deltoid muscle that somehow got all locked up had me swimming horribly earlier this week. It was actually quite depressing. Not that it is important for me to be swimming fast right now, but the swim is my thang, you know? When I'm not swimming well the world is just not as bright. Anyway, I managed to get a massage yesterday and she unlocked my shoulder and TAH-DAH! Michelle can swim again. Phew.
~I sure hope Yasso is right about his 800's. If so, I can forget about that sucky 25K last weekend and I'm back on track to reach my marathon goal. I also think that since I ran a total of 4 miles at damn near my 5K race pace yesterday, I'd also like to race a 5K right now.
~I have a new method I'm working on to help eliminate my stress while Moana has one of her massive lay on the floor arch your back and scream as loud as you can tantrums... Ready for this? I pick her up, carry her to her room, and tell her to keep screaming as loudly as she wants. And when she's done, she's welcome to come back downstairs and join me in whatever I'm doing. Shockingly, this actually works! It was hysterical (to me) when she quietly came back downstairs the other day, all red eyed and splotchy faced... I asked her if she was ready to go outside and play now and she said, "Yeah, okay." Then she was back to her cute little self.
~I haven't worked out how I'm going to handle these tantrums when she starts doing them in public? It's probably less acceptable to just let your kid scream it out in the grocery store, though I might let her do that a few times in hopes that she comes to the realization that she never gets what she wants when she throws a major fit.
~Last night Moana was awake for a couple hours in the middle of the night, and I heard her calling from her crib, "Hey Scott!? Hey Scott?!" Too funny.
~How the heck is Scott going to handle everything next week when I'm gone for 7 straight days? Seriously. I am worried. I'm not worried about Moana's safety or well being, but I'm pretty sure she won't be wearing matching clothes, she won't have her hair washed and combed, and she won't get to bed on time. I guess in the big picture those are little things. But still. It really is best if her hair gets combed every day because those knots don't comb out themselves. I try to tell Scott these things, but he is a "confrontation avoider" and since Moana protests with all her heart and soul when she sees you even approaching her with a brush, well, he's a push over and just doesn't force the issue. Hence, she uses her sticky dirty hands to push hair out of her face and it just knots up even further. Enough of that. I'll just shave her head when I get home. Natural consequence, right?
~Ok, further updates will come from Kona next week via Facebook! Stay tuned.