Saturday Gym

I've been feeling like I wasn't getting ideal benefit out of the gym lately, because I've been kind of not going at it very deliberately.  Today I went to try to be more thoughtful, and to work on formulating my cross-training regimen for the upcoming season.

Goals for today: 30 minutes of cardio. 30 minutes of agility/plyo.  15 minutes of weights.

Attained!  I'll post some photos of my form during agility/plyo -- I really have picked up some weight, but I'm also wearing a really non-flattering shirt that I'm going to toss later.                            

I also took the kids along and we were lucky to find the karate room open at the end of my workout time, so we did yoga and agility and goofed around with exercise balls and such.  Great day at the gym!

Promoted

...well, sorta. I got elected as one of two captains of Plan B.  Truth be told, it terrifies me, but I'm hopeful that I will be able to bring analytics and an understanding of officiating and a desire to benefit all my teammates that will help us all.   No profound thoughts yet, but I'm working on it!

Demoted, and it Feels So Bad

So...I got demoted from the Dolls to Plan B.  It wasn't entirely unpredictable.  We've gotten lots of great transfers, and people have matured, and meanwhile I've had some health challenges.  I'm currently working on some kind of blood sugar issue, which my doctor thinks may be connected to aspartame.  But I've also gained some weight and taken some time off, and now I'm paying for it. 

I have been wallowing this week a bit in the aftermath.  I'm not all that upset about the demotion, actually, but I also got coaching feedback that is pretty upsetting.  I took a few days to be angry about that.  I've also been sick.  I got glass in my eye, and spent a day home with it swollen shut.  Now I have some kind of respiratory funk -- I can play and I can more or less go about my business, but I sound terrible and I can't sleep.  So...shitty week.  

But. But. But. This isn't the first time people have underestimated me and I'm sure it won't be the last. And I gave them too much to work with.  So now my task is to look at the things I can control to mitigate that.  Because I'm not interested in accepting someone else's ideas about my limitations, and I too often apply ideas like that to myself anyway.  TL: DR: I'm going to formulate a plan to pick myself up and go back on the attack.  Wish me luck. 

Sunday practice

29.999999 in 5. Yay!

Fuck this. Fuck That. Fuck It All.

Got demoted in derby.  Didn't get the job.  Got glass in my eye. Fuck this week.  Fuck it all.

I'm going to just recuperate for a brief while and then formulate my plan of attack.

Achievements

Just a few notes on where the kids are at the moment:

1. Georgia is making major progress on using the toilet.  She's also got a big stubborn/determined streak -- we told her, accurately, that she can't go in all the pools on the ship when we go on vacation in March if she doesn't use the toilet.  She therefore is highly motivated to use the toilet.  She doesn't necessarily ask to use it, however, so we have her try it throughout the day.

2. Hal is, well, Hal.  He's been having some temper issues lately, but he's highly motivated to take responsibility and do things for himself.

The Women's March

I'm posting this significantly after the march, obviously, having had some time for my thoughts to coalesce, and I'm thinking a passel of unconventional thoughts about everything.

1. I'm glad I did it.

2. In and of itself, it's an achievement -- which doesn't mean we're done working.

3. My fellow progressives really piss me off with their tendency to in-fight.  As a progressive Independent, I'm just not into it.  And I am an Independent because I don't care uniformly about the matters of greatest importance to the party, either party.