Saint Charles,IL 
Sport
  • Orange Theory
  • 1h 00m

Another strength day. More inclines and heavy weights. Overall a good class.

 


    Monday: Houston
     Tuesday: OTF 5:45 PM
    Wednesday: Bike/Zwift 
     Thursday: OTF 5:45 PM 
   Friday: Rest 
     Saturday: OTF 10:15 AM St. Charles 
     Sunday: OTF 9 AM St. Charles

The cat situation here is insane. Kevin is peeing on EVERYTHING. Marking it. He does it when we're there, when we're not there, when we're looking, when we're not looking, in places that we wouldn't expect it.

Meanwhile I am auditioning various URINE CLEANING products, and I think my favorite so far is called URINE GONE. (How creative). The scent is neutral, not like Nature's Miracle, which has a scent that becomes just as offensive as the piss itself after a while. It also seems to work, so... I don't know. Maybe this is an investment opportunity for #teamparker.

I have reached out to a Feline Behaviorist, and we have sequestered Freddie back to his wing of the house during the work day. The work day was absolutely insane with Kevin and Freddie antagonizing each other... and Molly jumping into the mix for fun. So much fighting. So much peeing. So much (cat and human) screaming. It's just *so much*.

I fear that in trying to help Freddie we have ruined EVERYONE's lives, our own included. Molly and Kevin are stressed out, Freddie is stressed out. Chris and I are stressed out. We were happy and relaxed. Now, notsomuch.



   Monday: Houston
    Tuesday: OTF 5:45 PM

  Wednesday: Bike/Zwift
   Thursday: OTF 5:45 PM
  Friday: Rest

    Saturday: OTF 10:15 AM St. Charles 
   Sunday: OTF 9 AM St. Charles

  • Health data: Hours slept: 9
Sport
  • Orange Theory
  • 1h 00m

Date Night OTF with Chris. I wasn't feeling the running on inclines, so I made a last minute decision to ride the bike instead. The Coach raised my handlebars so that my bike resembled a beach cruiser. I hate that. My handlebars should be low on a bike. My back is fine. Jeez. I didn't move them back, I just rode in this uncomfortable and bizarre configuration.

 


   Monday: Houston
    Tuesday: OTF 5:45 PM

  Wednesday: Bike/Zwift
   Thursday: OTF 5:45 PM 
  Friday: Rest

    Saturday: OTF 10:15 AM St. Charles 
   Sunday: OTF 9 AM St. Charles

I think I'm going to skip the Zwift tonight. I am dead dog tired. And so so so so sore. OTF yesterday was a strength day and I went heavier. I am feeling it today! Already.


   Monday: Houston
    Tuesday: OTF 5:45 PM

  Wednesday: Bike/Zwift
   Thursday: OTF 5:45 PM 
  Friday: Rest

    Saturday: OTF 10:15 AM St. Charles 
   Sunday: OTF 9 AM St. Charles

  • Health data: Hours slept: 9
Sport
  • Orange Theory
  • 1h 00m

Run/Row with inclines and a strength day. I was a power walker today. Stressed. Tired. This was the best I could do. Not bad. I am going to sleep like the dead tonight. Like an actual corpse.

 


   Monday: Houston
    Tuesday: OTF 5:45 PM 

  Wednesday: Bike/Zwift
   Thursday: OTF 5:45 PM 
  Friday: Rest

    Saturday: OTF 10:15 AM St. Charles 
   Sunday: OTF 9 AM St. Charles

Hello from Houston! Mediation was an unmitigated disaster and the whole thing collapsed before lunch. All of this running around and hand wringing for nothing. Leaving at the crack of doom tomorrow AM. Having dinner with my sorority sister Whitney tonight, and seeing her face will be the sole redeeming feature of this entire trip. I can't wait.


  • Health data: Hours slept: 6
Sport
  • Orange Theory
  • 1h 00m

Rode the bike. Very sore in the upper body.


 

Flying to Houston today for Mediation tomorrow. Flight was delayed 4 hours as it snowed sideways in Chicago. Most people attempted to get booked on another flight. I stayed the course and got the upgrade, so at least I was sitting in first class while the plane was batted around like a child's toy in the air. The girl sitting next to me was crying. The guys behind us were like "WOAH, OH MY GOD!" and making constant commentary. We landed in the rain in Houston and it felt like we were coming in hot and I swear I thought we were going to slide off the runway. An unpleasant flight at best. I did get a salad and a piece of cheesecake though. So there's that.

Arrived in Houston, go pick up my rental car... drove in the dark, rainy conditions on strange highways to the hotel only to realize I CAN'T FIND MY DRIVER'S LICENSE. Didn't know where it was. The last time I saw it I was handing it to the guy at the rental car counter. Had the valet pull my car around... searched. Nothing. Went upstairs and poured out my whole purse. Nothing. By this time the front desk and valet people think I'm a raving lunatic. I look very disheveled and tired. Tried to call Hertz but couldn't get a person on the phone (thought maybe the rental counter guy still had it?) Called Chris. (HOW IS HE GOING TO HELP FROM CHICAGO??) I was so tired and so emotionally drained by the long delay, the bumpy flight, the tricky drive, and the sheer time of day, I simply couldn't deal. By this time it was 11:30 PM or so. Chris talked me off the ledge and I had the valet pull the car around one more time. I performed another exhaustive search with my phone flashlight and found my license wedged in the passenger seat between the seat cushions. I felt the weight of the world lift from my shoulders. I had a couple of glasses of wine at the hotel bar and passed out from adrenaline fatigue into bed. Tomorrow has got to be better.

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