Thursday, August 19, 2010

Never a dull moment

MONDAY - it's difficult to remember at this juncture, but I believe I slept in. I think I got an email from someone who kinda, almost knew Chris. And then I worked all day. And i came home, helped my dad, went to sleep uber early, but I awoke to...

TUESDAY - my car was stolen and my wallet was in the car. Oh crap! it's because my keys were in the ignition and I was walking up the stairwell at my old job...with my ex-boyfriend...who never worked there. And then I went to the bathroom and started my period. Ahh...sweet relief.

Yeah, that was the dream I had.

you can go and interpret it yourself, but basically, I'm feeling as though I'm being stripped of my identity. "This may relate to losing your job, a failed relationship, or some situation which has played a significant role in your identity and who you are as a person" and "there is an old lesson that you need to learn and apply to your current situation".

hmm....really? I'd never have guessed that!

Anyway, 4am up and getting ready for swim practice. Went fabulously! I guess. Then off to the grocery and for an hour run. I had the day off work and was sooo looking forward to just relaxing. So I did. Watched a movie from Netflix, cried, took a nap, awoke and decided to go to Barnes & Noble. And that's when the fun began...

See, my car has no A/C, so when I dropped my mom off to go to AZ for a few weeks, she told me to take her car. So I did. I left my car sitting in her driveway in IL. And time passed and i worked nearly every day, so when she got back to IL, I never had a chance to get back over there. Well, last Thurs, I had the day off, so I drove the 4 hours over there, dropped her car and drove the 4 hours back in my shitmobile, that has expired tags...

So, I was chatting with mom on the phone as Iwas driving to B&N and i saw lights. Dude pulled me over for expired tags. After much questioning and a good 15 mins writing out a ticket, he came back to my window "Ma'am, would you mind stepping out of the car for a moment?"... "Sure." I got out and walk to the back of the car where he continued to question me...and then asked "there's not anything in your car that shouldn't be, is there?" "no! go ahead and look if you want!" STUPID ME!!! This led to an additional 15 min search, dude on his hands and knees, opening up pots of lip gloss and questioning all the junk in my car until I finally let loose..."Ya wanna know the real story? Huh?! I was supposed to move, but it fell through! I went to IL to get away from every fucking thing and all this shit for a while. I just came back. I'm staying in my dad's apartment. I do triathlons. I have swim-bike-run shit all over my car. I have a suitcase in my trunk because I don't know where the fuck I'm going to be day to day!".

"Are you on any prescription medication?"

Ahahahahahahhaha...

WEDNESDAY: Holy crap, I'd forgotten just how difficult Spinervals are. Wow. Sweatfest. Love it. more work. That was the first day in a very, very long time that I was able to look in the mirror and think, honestly, "hey. you're not so bad. in fact, you're kinda pretty. there is a light in your eyes. and you're not as fat as you sometimes think..." total progress. worked again. all day.

THURSDAY: Awoke to dreams of vomitting, which apparently "indicates that I need to discard an aspect of my life that is revolting". Again. duh.

And then swim practice. Again. Where I got my arse kicked! I think I'll be sore, actually. A warm-up set and straight into 5x300 on 4:00, pull, then 22x50 on super fast intervals. and zombie kicks. awesome. And then coffee, a clif bar and a 90 min run.

And an afternoon frying myself at the pool with mom. And an evening hanging over a few beer with step-mom.

boring for you. not so much for me. :)

10 comments:

Matty O said...

You are seriously HILARIOUS! Man, I thought all this shit only happened to me but I guess (to your expense) I am glad this crap hits other people too.

Soooooo the book is pretty much writing itself huh?

Hope things start looking up for you, there is not too much more shit that can fall from a flying cow on ya.

Nice work killing the workouts though!!! You are a machine.

Mike Russell said...

You need the proverbial "fresh start". Seriously, look for jobs in California, Washington, anywhere but Illinois. You are a good person and should expect so much more out of your relationship.

Good luck finding yourself again. :)

Big Daddy Diesel said...

I am from AZ and I cant phatom why anyone would travel there in August.

I never thought about looking up and interpreting dreams.

Christi said...

I think Mike is right. I think you need a completely new fresh start. Colorado is nice and there is a great tri community here!

I am sending positive vibes your way for a great weekend!

Judi said...

that cop hd no right to go thru your car. thats cincinnati police state bullshit

Andy said...

Odd post, but intriguing. So...I'm confused. Was your car stolen for real or are we still in dream world? :o]

Mark said...

Hey sister—I don't even know what to say. I am catching up on your blog today and I am just floored.

All I can tell you is that I was there once. Some one pissed on my cheerios really bad once as well. It takes time—a lot of time—but you'll recover and be all the better for it. No small consolation, I know.

You are my favortie Mussel chick. Rock on!

Ray said...

I'm FCUKING freaking out because I was going to post something about 2crazy dreams I had over the last few days. It's scary eerie to read your post. Like theres some kinda f-up life plane of existense we share in some CRAZY way at times. I guess the life issue stuff is relatable!?! The cop story, that was funny, and I have no AC in my traveling gym on 4 wheels WTF?! Think I'm gonna have to post my dreams story later. Stranger than Fiction....

zencycle said...
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zencycle said...

Matty is pretty much right, your book is writing itself.

"one day your life will pass before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching" - Gerard Way

Dreams don't have much value except for cocktail conversation and blog entries. A couple of years ago I dreamed that I had to bail out of the international space station as it was being sucked back towards the earth in a fiery re-entry, leaving me abandoned 200 miles above the surface of the earth.

I keep swearing I'll never drink tequila again but I always do.