- Hollie and I were headed to our run yesterday and she got there first. We meet at a local rec center that has a great park around it that has a mile sidewalk around it. As Hollie was turning into the parking lot she misinterpreted how much time she had to turn before a van was coming and the oncoming van came close to hitting her. Apparently, the driver of the van (a MOM apparently, like, really??) pulled up behind her and two guys came up to her window and proceeded to tell her off in a really REALLY violent way. Enough to scare the hell out of her. They were pulling out of the parking lot when I came in. We sat and talked about it for a while and finally decided neither of us really felt great about staying. She has a very distinct car so she went home and used her treadmill instead. I went home and strength trained and hopefully she’s feeling a little better today. It was way not friendly and I felt really bad for her. People suck sometimes. But also, as women we have to be SO careful and even if there’s a little feeling of not right, you should honor that. And I never want our workout to be associated with scary.
- I decided Monday I was done with the stall. I had a hard time Monday going through all that history so I started job hunting and sucked it up to register for school. I got online (I was already enrolled so I just had to log in) and grabbed the class I needed to register. I called them last week to double check what class I’d need and what my options were. Since I wasn’t thrilled about the whole thing I continued to stall. Stalling about school is my go to job. I could get a job in stalling about school.
The backstory to this is that I struggle with Algebra so much (ridiculous history there) that I don’t get it at all. When I took the test having not looked at any algrebra in 25 years I did quite poorly on it. You can’t take College Algebra just by walking into it. You have to be prepped. So I took TWO classes (yep…I paid for two classes I get zero credit for) in order to prep myself into College Algebra. And I need one more. One last class six years later. So I register for the class, I total it up and my balance is…are you ready? $1274.60. For a class I get no credit for. At a community college. Twice what it was six years ago. Twice. For a class I get no credit for. I absolutely could not do it. A THOUSAND DOLLARS. That’s insane. I mean, I was prepared. I was definitely prepared but not for $1274.60. I have a kid and a son in law with student loans so I’m well aware of the cost of education. I am not naive. I have a kid right now in that same community college and we talk all the time about how grateful we are that he is getting this education for free (it’s a special program his hard working self qualified for thank you Aurora Public Schools!) but wow. That’s just insane.
A while ago I had a friend suggest that trying to find a way to not take the class was me trying to “get out of doing the work”. Um…no. I just knew it was going to be expensive and that was BEFORE I knew it was double the cost. Seriously…double. Totally ready. As a matter of fact I’ll take all the work. The hardest work. All those people that said to me, “you know, that degree would be really hard” or “that one has a lot of math”. I think I’ve spent my whole life watching people fly past me having lives and kind of patting me on the head because I’m a mom and I “clean really well” but I feel very judged. Whether they are or not…I feel it.
So, I guess that’s that. My heart is sad. But my head is saying no the hell not.
So my workout was short and sweet last night. All the boys were home so I just closed off my bedroom door and did a quick strength training workout. It wasn’t my best but it definitely wasn’t my worst. And I did about 20 minutes of yoga, too because…oh man I’m so stinkin’ tight. What is up with that all the time?? I long to be one of those women with long loose muscles. They must be SO relaxed all the time.
Run on…and be flexible…yeah, you know what I mean…