Whoo Hoo! It's Whiner Wednesday!

[cyndilouwhoo]

Ok Ladies and Gentlemen:

It's the day we've all waited for...

Let 'er RIP!

Feel free to post any whines related to the great EA Wednesday Race here.

Hell, post any kind of whine you like.

It's Wednesday!

[quasar]

Wow you wasted no time in starting a whine thread did you?

Janice

I'm walking myself fit, and I can easily get into the second set of interview suits. NOW ALL I NEED ARE THE INTERVIEWS WITH THE COMPANIES I WANT TO WORK FOR!

Yeah, so I've just started this week spamming out the resume and calling and networking and stuff... but I need to walk TOWARDS something, right? I've done as much walking away from things as possible... but I need to go TOWARDS something to make it all have meaning.

And why is it that my one kickass rant gets over ten thousand hits and my others don't show much beyond a trickle of spillover? I know I am not being vain when I say that most of my writing kicks ass. *sheesh*

Rant over. Back to drinking water.

[taurusmoon]

It's race day and I managed to have woken up with a @#$% migraine.

And, my body is sore from the piddling little Adventure in Cybexland I had last night. One set makes you swollen, and one set makes you sore, And you hope that there's a trainer to lift you off the floor.... Go ask Cybex...

I can't tell you how much I want to go back to bed. But I can't. I have to schlep into the city today for a photo shoot that can't be put off because I'm already a few weeks behind deadline.

:

Well, there goes that 40k day I had planned.

Gotta love a good excuse.


Sara
Taking two whines and calling it a morning

[pluckyduck]

Yay! It is Whiner's Wednesday!

I think we're going to see a lot of whiner action here today, unlike last Wednesday.

I can't find my yellow bag. Oh, it's here somewhere.... my yellow "bike courier" style bag that I've been schlepping to work has all of my vitamins in it. I'm stumbling around this AM looking everywhere for it...I am so freakin' disorganized unless I'm right on top of myself, grumble, grumble. Yeah, you get steps for stumbling but right now, I just want my bag. It's bumblebee yellow, for crying out loud, how much could it hide!

Gentlemen, please don't read the next whine.

This is the wrong day of the month to start a race. Every joint I have aches, and a few things that aren't joints. Did I mention that my Midol is in my yellow bag?? I barely eeked out 11K yesterday. I thought I was going to "die" trying to drag any steps out of myself.

Grumble. Grumble. Whine. Whine.

Gentlemen, you may pick up reading now.

Sara! No Migraines!!! Take care of yourself!!!

File - Yes, you do have to be walking toward something. This is a trial, a test, (would you buy) a moment of being purified as if by fire? (okay, I'm going over the edge with that one). You are walking toward something, it's just thing you are walking toward is kinda enveloped by fog at the moment. You will discover what you are walking toward soon, really.

Andrea
whine whine whine whine

[hypotenuse]

File, you ARE walking toward something. And you even pointed it out yourself. A better, more fit, you. Now that's worth a gazillion jobs.

Also, you have to give the interview situation more than a nanosecond.... You just mailed them out, right? Give them time to actually read the thing first. Then they'll start calling. Sheesh! How can they not? You're brilliant and wonderful (and a stepper ).

{{{Sara}}}

I'm sorry about your headache!

Do the shoot, then go to bed. This will not be our only race! And if you're that sore after your first workout - you've done too much. Start slowly! Build up! K?

Andrea, take the blue pill.

Oh hell. I know what it's like not to be able to find something, when you know it's just right there, and need it desperately. Get the kids and Don to help. It's probably in plain sight, you're just not able to find it, from freakin out cause you can't find it.

:group hug:

Lynne

[taurusmoon]

Originally posted by hypotenuse
And if you're that sore after your first workout - you've done too much. Start slowly! Build up! K?
Lynne

That's the problem. I didn't do much at all. Just set the range of motion on the machines.

But I'm not really all that sore. Most of it comes from the same problem Andrea whined about.

And, I'm happy to say that the ibuprofen I took at 6 am has kicked in.

Sara
Putting the bottle of ibuprofen in her bag for later

[lynnzop[$]]

I was going to "sleep in" (I get to go in later today because I'm taking the car in to be fixed) and late last night decided to get up early anyway and go for a run at 5 a.m.

At 5 a.m., it was still dark. I (wisely?) decided not to risk the morons who drive like idiots on the gravel roads, mountain lion rumours, and other booga-boogas that might be hanging out in western Iowa just lurking for a dumb blonde who thinks its a good idea to run before daylight. Whine: I didn't get in any real exercise yesterday or this a.m. and I'm feeling like a slug.

My pedometer isn't working again and I didn't buy one at WW yesterday. I stopped at a sports shop in the mall last nite (while racking up the steps looking for hubby's bday present) and the only one they had was WORSE than the one I have in terms of sleekness. (I hate that "pedometer lump")

I have to go without my car for 5 days to fix the "bump" from the idiot who hit me. This causes me to lose 2 hours at work this a.m. which I really can't afford to do. Too many big, ugly projects rearing their ugly heads.

The puppy chow in the bag on the counter is calling my name. It's that undeniable combination of chocolate and peanut butter that I can't resist. Why do I even make the stupid stuff? (Answer: Kids like it. Gee, that must be why I hide it from them)

Andrea and I am on the same cycle. While I don't suffer very much from it, it just serves to make me excessively crabby every two or three months. This appears to be THE month. And THE day.

Anything else? Hmm, I don't think so. I didn't whine (too much) last week so I guess I am making up for it.

[lynnzop[$]]

Oh yeah,

FILE: Happy B-Day

:beer:
:happy:

You share it with my spouse!

Lynn

[jenninca]

I can't whine.

No really, I can't.

I literally cannot make a sound. I had about 50% of my voice yesterday morning. I went to school and taught all day long. By 8:00 last night, I was down to nothing. I'm still at nothing. This is not a I'm-going-to-cough-a-bunch-if-I-talk-too-much losing my voice, it's a there-is-NOTHING-coming-out losing my voice.

I haven't had laryngitis since I was about eight. What does one do for it?

Andrea - hope you find your yellow bag. In the meantime, do you have any Aleve?

Sara - feel better!

Cindy

[pluckyduck]

Dan hid my yellow bag!

It was actually pretty funny. I ran around some more looking for it, complaining loudly to the kids. Dan stood in front of the closet in the mud room, big grin on his face and said "Whatever you do, Mom, don't look in here for your yellow bag."

Chucklehead.

I feel much better now that I am properly medicated.

Andrea
who could still whine, though

[cyndilouwhoo]

Happy Birthday File!

Ducks, Glad you found your goody bag. Don't leave home without it!

Sara: Here's some Ben Gay and some extra strength Tylenol for your headache. Aleve works for muscle aches too. Take several.

Cindy: You may not have a voice but you can certainly whine in writing. Let it all out girlfriend.

Lynn: I just passed out of that phase of the moon--I had the hungry horrors all last week and totally demolished my diet. I can hardly wait to weigh in today.


Oh, have I ever got a lot to whine about today...but let's focus on my husband shall we?


I go to rehearsal last night right? I make sure the kids pajamas are laid out, I make them dinner and leave it warming in the oven and generally make sure I can go out without a guilty conscience, knowing that I have taken care of my family before departing on what I know my SO secretly thinks is my piddling little suburban indulgence...

OK?

So I get home at midnight last night--one of my earlier nights I might add--and I have a little something to eat (I had no dinner) and flop into bed.

I wake up this morning at 7am. Is there coffee? Noooooooooo!. Are the children awake and having their breakfast? Noooooo!! Are the frickin' dinner dishes in the dishwasher? Are they even in the general vicinity of the kitchen sink? Oh, nooooooo, of course not!



So I wake up the kids. They are not in the pj's I laid out on the bed the night before--they are in shorts--the shorts they had on the day before. They are still dirty. I suspect that their teeth are as dirty as their bodies. They are tired because instead of going to bed at 8pm, they were up running around like little indians until 9:30 (according to my daugther--my paid snitch )

My husband is an idiot. He sees my obvious irritation and innocently asks a stupid question straight off the Epinions Home Page.

"Is Something Wrong?"

AUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!



And Janice wondered why I started this thread shortly after midnight....

I can't honestly say I feel any better than before I started writing this...but it helps.

I'm going to work now. And then I am going to take a long, soul cleansing walk before I clean up the kitchen.

Cyndi

Still ranting in her mind

[murasaki]

Cyndy: There's a book out by Dr. Pepper Schwartz called "Love Between Equals," originally published under the title "Peer Marriage." Get it, read it, live it. It's my Bible for getting my husband to do his fair share around the house.

No rants today actually. I went for a 28-minute run this morning, in sunshiny, crisp fall air. I have a fat cat curled up on my lap and we're on Monday schedule for classes today so I only have one class (instead of two) tonight at 6. I also started losing the weight I had gained over my self-indulgent weekend and I'm drinking my water.

The only thing I have to whine about is the prospectus I'm writing for my American Romanticism professor. I wanted to start my term paper early and told him the topic. He wants a prospectus. No one else is doing a prospectus; it's not on the syllabus. Why do I have to do extra work? Very annoying and I'd rather not waste my time on it.

--naomi
who found something to whine about after all

[soxfan[$]]

Did someone say whine?

My current complaints, in no particular order:


I caught a cold over the weekend. Spent most of yesterday coughing, sniffling, sneezing, and dripping. I'm less stuffed-up today, but am still tired and generally out of it.

I have the same issue as Sara and Andrea.

I slept like hell last night, probably due to stress about getting laid off from my theater job and vague worries about what I'm going to do next, plus specific worries about grad school (how to get in and how on earth to pay for it).



On the bright side, I got my pedometer yesterday. I'm sure I'll get diddly-squat for steps today 'cause I'm stuck in an office building, but it's a start.

Ailsa

[hypotenuse]

Originally posted by soxfan

On the bright side, I got my pedometer yesterday. I'm sure I'll get diddly-squat for steps today 'cause I'm stuck in an office building, but it's a start.

Ailsa

Have you joined the stepper's club yet??

Lynne - who is also very sorry about your troubles, but first things first.

[soxfan[$]]

Not yet. That's next on the list.

Ailsa
who knows what she's doing today, at least

[quasar]

Sara: I feel your pain unfortunately. Had a horrible migraine last night. As often happens to me, I still had it when I woke up (I am not one of those people who generally finds relief in sleep ). Luckily it's just at that "I'm in a slight fog with some pain and stiffness" mode and not in the "I'm going to tear the skin off my face to relieve the pain" stage.

Andrea: Unfortunately I feel your pain too. No relief for me today

Cindy: Luckily I don't feel your pain, but I can definitely empathyze. I hate laryngitis. Not being able to whine at will stinks. Luckily it's Wednesday and your hands are fine

Cyndi: *looks around apartment* glad you aren't here to get annoyed at me?

Naomi: I hate getting penalized for being early. It always happens and it's never fair. Unfortunately it's something some of us need to mutter under our breath about and just deal with. Sorry.

Ailsa: Got lots of experience in the "evaluating schools" thing...been to four, took a class or two at others, helped some friends get in to still others. Holler if it gets overwhelming.

Now for me:

Other than the aforemented "me toos" I'm relatively happy right now. got 26 books from the library, some I've been dying to re-read and some I've been dying to read and some I've never heard of before that caught my eye. :book:

Took the long way home. Was getting a little tired so I decided to go 1/2 block out of my way and sit in the park for a few minutes. As I got up my pants fell down a bit

They haven't ever done that before

All in all, it's been a good day so far.

Janice

[cyndilouwhoo]

All right Janice! Go Girl!

Cyndi
Who knows well the confidence enhancement properties of a loose pair of pants.

[AmyLEnsor]

Oh noooo, I'm not getting sucked into that one again

Actually, I want to talk about my day yesterday. My little dumpling slept late and I finished my last library book. We didn't get dressed and moving until the afternoon. At this point I was having that panicky "Oh no, I've been sitting around on my butt all day and I have to redeem myself" feeling. I get that whenever I spend too much time reading or on the computer. Well, unless it is late at night, then I just get the panicky "Oh no, I'm going to be way too tired in the morning" feeling.

I decided to walk to the post office, and then perhaps onward to get coffee or to take my daughter to the park. Got to the post office and the line was looooooooooong. I left the house around 3:45 and didn't leave the post office until 5:15. At this point I was feeling pressed for time since I needed to be back home to meet someone at 7, but I told myself I had plenty of time to get to the coffee place and back, and at this point Molly was clamoring for milk and something to eat. There was a donut shop near the post office, but it had just closed. So we pressed on and it seemed farther than I remembered. I jogged across a crosswalk at one point and when I stopped, Molly kept saying "faster, faster!" As we were nearing the next shopping center, my neighbor and her daughter drove by and honked. At this point Molly saw the Wendy's and started asking for chicken and milk, milk and chicken. It turns out my neighbor was taking her daughter there for dinner, so we joined them.

We ended up getting a ride home with her, so I didn't get in as much walking as I wanted.

So then I was going to do step aerobics and my weights. I was tired and had to push myself into doing the tape, telling myself I would start to feel better (that's what usually happens). Nope, I really was tired and it was a struggle to make it through the tape, but then I did get my upper body weights in too and stretching, so all around it was a decent day. Still only 11000 steps to show for the day whereas yesterday when all I did was walk around Disney I ended up with 20,000. It didn't even tire me out.

[AmyLEnsor]

Originally posted by lynnzop
The puppy chow in the bag on the counter is calling my name. It's that undeniable combination of chocolate and peanut butter that I can't resist. Why do I even make the stupid stuff? (Answer: Kids like it. Gee, that must be why I hide it from them)

Oh, I had that stuff at a birthday party. I took one bite, thought that it was weird and didn't eat it again. Then I heard all the other moms talking about how addictive it was and how did the woman who make it not eat too much and so on and so forth. So of course after that kind of ringing endorsement, how could I not give it another try? Yeah, it was quite addictive, I just had to get over the unexpected texture which was put me off the first time. Sheesh!

[AmyLEnsor]

Originally posted by taurusmoon
And, my body is sore from the piddling little Adventure in Cybexland I had last night. One set makes you swollen, and one set makes you sore, And you hope that there's a trainer to lift you off the floor.... Go ask Cybex...

Cute! I'm to the point now where I dread doing the weight machines. That used to be my favorite part of the workout, but not anymore. Especially when I get on that darn quad extension machine, I think my thighs are going to ignite before I am done with my reps. I feel like grimacing and grunting, but that wouldn't be ladylike, so I bear it stoically. OK, I grimace, I just can't help myself!