and on and on we go...

listenin to "girls" as I sit at my computer and contemplate the weightloss potential of puking every morning before going to work... (yes, it was that bad this morning).

Dragon Boating was again cold and wet and fabulous. I still ache in my mid/low back arms, shoulders and hammies. My sit-bones are noticeably LESS sore this week than they were last week, so perhaps my butt is toughening up already (we can always hope).

The last two weeks we've been going out in the "long" boats but starting this week we'll be doing practices in the big ornate Koshang boats which will be used for the actual Rose Festival races. They sit higher in the water and are about as hydrodynamic as a washtub. It is said that paddling them is not unlike trying to paddle a bathtub full of cement... hmmm...

Starting this week we jump up to 4 practices per week as well... Saturday 9:30-11:30a, Sunday 4-5p, Monday 7-8p, and Wednesday 8-9p. I will not be able to make the Monday practices, but I will be trying to make all of the rest... That's three honest workouts (resistance AND cardio all at once... yippeee!!!) per week dictated by dragonboating... now all I have to do is get my ass running again so I can pass the Personal Fitness Test which is required before the paddling teams for the races are chosen.

Weekend was good... last knitting class for now... Mother in-law was here playing with the boys and we had a great time watching them hunt for their little plastic eggs full of goodies for Easter. It really baffles me what ideas Val is getting about "God" these days... I know his dad is religious, but man... the stuff that comes out of this kids mouth scares me... he's not questioning anything they're telling him... just blindly accepting it, and it makes it SO clear to me how easy it is to influence a childs belief systems at this age. When he asks me questions about "God" I always try to give perspective and tell him he can believe what ever he wants, but that some people believe this and others believe this, but Momma and dad don't believe in "God" at all, and that's ok too.

Last thing I need is my kid trying to save me. *sigh*

Ok... that got off of fitness for a moment... I'm going for a run today DAMNIT... I AM!

Posted by Lexy at March 28, 2005 08:24 AM