Back from Atlanta and all is well....enough

So I neglected to blog in over a week but I have a valid excuse:

My dog ate my homework!
-or-
My computer's motherboard got fried and is still out for repairs so I'm typing this up on my g/f's computer

Anyway, let's begin with the training garb so we feel a sense of accomplishment right up front.

I've been pretty diligent in this new resurgence though I still have yet to sign up for a race. I'm thinking the June 21st ITU Championships would be a sick way to start the season.

No no, I wouldn't race with the pros but I could certainly hang and watch them after the race and how cool would that be?! Yea, I think I'm talking myself into it. But it's $95.00 to enter and here I already had my birthday (thanks to anyone that remembered) but if you're still wanting to get me a gift, feel free to donate via Paypal or send a check or cash or or or

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Yea, I'm shameless but I've found no results from being subtle ;)

In other news, I've finally completed the home duties I took on some month ago. While it certainly didn't require me to take so long, I took my time to do things right, though I did run into a few pitfalls along the way but those are just depressing and I'd rather move on.

Outside of the bedroom and past the multiple ceilings, we decided on a color for the living room walls: Raspberry

While this certainly isn't the best picture (due to my photos being stuck on the card in the camera), the dark gives the room depth and a flair that was once missing.

A bit more brown and I think I'd have the color for my den of the future. Alas, tis but a dream in this housing market of ours but I'm not about to go down that sad trail.

The final chapter in the house remodeling due to flood number 2, is the floor. The poor floor that hasn't been finalized due to a major screw-up with the contractors last Tuesday. Man was I ever gonna be psyched beyond when the floor was gonna be done and we could return from Atlanta to a finished home!

Fail

So the finalized pictures will have to wait. Let's hope the computer and floor repairs come quicker than my decision on which race to enter!

oh yea! for tradition's sake, lemme put down some lyrics and a neat-o video for y'all to get addicted to
Wait, you haven't noticed the recurring music themes? Man I gotta get back better at this blogging thing.
Even better,
Wanna have me Video Blog?! I'm all ears for responses

Now enjoy the show

Happy Birthday, #1 Fan

March was Jaker Month but his actual birthday was Friday, March 27th 10 years ago
We love you little guy.
I'll have to post more about you next month, my birthday month

Yee Haw

Diligence

For some, it comes naturally.
For others, it's their job (Olkie)

but for me, well, it's not exactly my middle name. Not my first or last name come to think of it.
Ok so it's been long established that I'm a lazy triathlete.

Since my injury, I've come up with more and more excuses so I'll pack one more on: I'm old

Since the day I turned 30, like most other 30 year olds, I've been complaining of this pain and that but I've truly accepted that I don't heal as quickly as I used; that my body can't do what it used; that my physical peak has passed my by.

That being said, yesterday's gym session was decent. 20 minutes on the bike as a warm-up for weights. I've said it before but gotta remember that a workout doesn't have to be 3 hours long everytime! It is possible to pop into the gym for an hour and bust out some weights as a little pick-me-up for the week.

Ya see, yesterday was a real bummer as another short-term substitute position closed itself out. A whole 4 days...but these 4 days were at my favorite school with a good buncha guys. They take the job serious when it's time to work but can sit back and watch South Park at lunch and play itouch baseball as I nimbly attempt to get my homerun record past the 1045m (new record ..beatin' today for 1102m).

Two of the guys are married, one's engaged all are family oriented, as is my wife...I mean, life. -sigh- I could only hope for a situation like that. Alas, wah..the job search continues.

--shaking that off--

So yea, I can put in an hour and still have time to do everything I need to do every day. It's just staying in that groove that's been the problem. Any ideas on how to stick with it? I guess this is how 'normal' people feel huh? Man, I must be getting old.

Physically, I'm sure of. Attaching the cabinet fronts has proven that. Here I didn't do that much yesterday but the more I move around, the more sore I feel. Does this mean I need to warm-up before I do...anything!?


Great. Stretching.
Another thing I've never been diligent about.

Today was a Good Day

Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read Ice Cube's a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day.
- Ice Cube (video clip NSFW)

Today seems like a good enough day to start off writing something for the folks at home.

Anyway, I've had one of the most lazy winters ever! but that's in the past, yah?

So I got my jog on today on the Quince Orchard HS track. While it was only 2 laps, they went pretty quick and the QO track team kept from laughing as I rolled my tired buns around the cushy mix making up this particular track. Far from the hard-pounding concrete or shin-breaking sidewalks that make up my usual strolls.

Well, I've found that I'm in need of a personal trainer or a partner-in-crime as I'm trying to find motivation inside, where it seems to be lacking. Let's not dwell on that.

In other news, I was happily employed at my favorite school and will be tomorrow again. woot!
Yes, the world of a substitute teacher is a kooky one; full of change and wonder; and constant adjustment. I guess that's what a Triathlete goes through through, different adjustments but remaining in constant motion.

The substitute teacher has but one transition though, from stop to go but it could be argued that the transitions are from music teacher to art teacher to science teacher to spanish teacher to pe teacher, etc etc etc. Lord knows what you'd call that person. A "Hextuplet" ?

See kids, even teachers can make up words.

Ok well, good to be back; even if for a short time. We'll see ya from time-to-time
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