Here's a picture of me skipping my workouts on vacation!
First - on being an Old Woman -
I bought compression stockings yesterday. Yes, they are for old ladies with varicose veins. No, I didn't buy beige. No, I won't wear the knee high socks with a dress. I actually bought them for the two eight hour plane rides to Africa. When I was young and (I was going to say cool, but come on, we all know that was never true) young, I took long airplane rides without even thinking about the possibility of getting a blood clot in my leg (DVT). Now that I am older and (I was going to say wiser but all three of my readers know that's not true either) creakier, I've realized how big a risk there is in getting a blood clot while traveling for long hours. I bit the bullet and bought old lady socks. Maybe, if you're lucky, I won't model them for you!
Second - on being Mosquito Fodder
We have had a few group workouts in the evenings. For those of you who have ever been to Edmonton, you realize we have a bit of a mosquito problem. OK - a gigantic mosquito problem. Basically anything with blood is in danger of a quick exsanguination by mosquito. A friend of mine had 14 bites and that was just on one cheek - and not the one on her face either. I have even resorted to wearing mosquito repellent - sadly, I still got bitten - repeatedly. Still, its not like Africa is going to be bug free. I try to convince myself I am working on my mental fortitude by forcing myself NOT to scratch.
Third - on being an Idiot
I know my three loyal readers are already shaking their heads sadly, they already know I'm an idiot and are just waiting to see what stupid thing I've done now. Well, after a 4 week hiatus from working out, stair climbing day rolled around. Now, smart people would start at a lower number of stairs than they last climbed, just because of the time off. Less smart people would do the same number of stairs they did last time. Idiots decide to do more stairs than last time and instead of climbing nice, forgiving wooden stairs, they choose to climb concrete stairs in a hot, humid stairwell.
My idiocy occurred on a Friday. Its Wednesday now and today was the first day no tears came to my eyes when walking down the 1% incline in the parkade. I even managed the 4 stairs in my living room without taking them one leg at a time. Yay me!
BTW - its stair day tomorrow - hmm.....should I add an extra hundred stairs this week?????
Finally - on Boot Christening
My BF says your hiking boots are only really yours once you've peed on them. While on holidays I forgot to take my Go Girl with me. I was forced to pee in the ditch on more than one occasion. Now, let me tell you, I was the 4 year old queen of the ditch squat and nary a drop fell on my shoes. Apparently now that I am more than 11 times older than then, I have lost the art. Without my Go Girl I was forced to drop my motorbike knickers and pee in above mentioned ditch. And, of course, I christened my motorbike boots. They are mine now. No going back. My hiking boots are jealous. Don't worry babies - your turn is coming soon.....
View from the christening ditch.
