Monday, May 5, 2008

Blowing off Steam

The M came home this afternoon! Yea! She has been in Houston for eight days getting her father into an Alzheimer's care facility. It has been an emotional ordeal for her. But we were all so glad to see her again.

Frankly, I was getting to the end of my rope. The boys were off from school today, but I was not. This meant I took them with me to my morning class. And it was raining. And there was a big wreck on I-35. And we waited in the traffic for twenty minutes. And this caused us to have to skip breakfast in order for me not to be late to class.

So I'm under a little extra stress right now. OK, quite a bit of extra stress. And I take an antidepressant. And I have been out of my prescription for three or four days but can't seem to get to the pharmacy before it closes. So I'm feeling a little wacked out.

All this to say, I decided to blow off some steam at the gym today. I used a half dozen machines and rode a stationary bike. The bike was boring. But the weights really helped. When I started getting tired, I would focus on the things that were making me mad. It went something like this...
21. Alzheimer's
22. Traffic
23. Wife out of pocket
24. Raining
25. No one comments on my blog
26. Cats pooping in garage
27. Cats pooping in garage
28. Cats pooping in garage

and it went on like this until I was in the eighties or nineties (on account of me being so strong).

And you know what? It worked! I feel so much better. I'm going to do it again tomorrow. I need the exercise anyway (on account of me being so fat) . And I need to "train" for our time in Honduras this summer. Our work there will be somewhat physical, and I don't want to slow down the students too much.


Anonymous said...

I'll comment--I read you often but am intimidated by the hoops of commenting. Commenting is almost as hard for your hick cousin as cleaning cat poop out of my own garage... Still--know I'm out here and enjoying keeping up on your life!


Grafted Branch@Restoring the Years said...

Here's a comment. Sorry to hear about the cats pooping (or as my 5 year old says, "p-o-o-ping" because I told her not to say it anymore as it was her most-used word and it can get embarrassing) in the garage.

Redlefty said...

Sorry dude, I've been out of town for six days with no computer access. The gym can realy work miracles on your spirit!

Robyn said...

A good laugh! I will be back. Thanks for the comment on my blog. BTW since you list Cry the Beloved as one of your favourites, a little bit of useless information. My Grandmother and Alan Paton were first cousins which makes him my 3rd cousin.