Frustration

So as you know, I'm in the process of losing weight. I'm reverting back to high school and doing the swimming thing (in hopes to get to where I can run again comfortably and when I get a bike, eventually do some triathlons). Yesterday was supposed to start the process of waking up, going to a pool and swimming for about 30-45 minutes, just to get my arms used to it again. Well, that didn't go as planned. I woke up too late, had a bad banana and was stuck on the john for about 20 minutes (it COULD have also been due to Cici's pizza the night before). I had a great session planned and then just saw it all flush down the toilet (I'm getting really good at puns, even though they are horrible). So I do some push ups and sit ups and remember how much I hate those, but oh well.
Today I set my alarm for much earlier, wake up ready to go (just as a side note, I'm retyping this section because it disappeared, even more frustration). I wake up to the tunes of Black Betty by Ramjam and am excited. Then Kim doesn't feel well so I stayed in bed an extra 30 minutes to make sure she'll be ok (plus I just passed out). Wake up, get my suit on, get my energy bar, fill up the water bottle, grab a towel and I'm out the door. Get to the pool and can't find my goggles. Luckily I found them and got into the pool area. I do my stretches, put my goggles on, stretch em to make sure they're ok and *SNAP* YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING! The one day I don't bring an extra pair, of course is the day they would snap. But I'm here, I'm gonna swim. I jump in and the water feels absolutely wonderful. Open my eyes and stinging from freshly chlorinated pool. Do about 100 yards and I think "Probably shouldn't go to work with blood shot eyes." Get out go to check to see if MAYBE I had brought another pair, and no of course not. Get home, find EVERY pair of goggles I own and fix them. And now I'm sitting here in front of this computer and ready for tomorrow.

So, on to Kim. She's been feeling nausea for the past several days. Her first aversion is to milk and most calcium for that matter. No milk, yogurt, ice cream, even TUMS don't go down well. Luckily no conversations with the porcelin prince, and I'm very thankful for that (as I'm sure she is). She also started having an aversion to the smell of meat cooking (which is what my sister's aversion was when she was prego). Other than that she's been doing really well! Reading books and eating healthy, I'm very in love with her! This week she is doing a seminar about "Differentiated Learning" (basically how to work with the different types of kids in the classroom.) She is quite amazing and I'm very thankful that I'm married to such a wonderful woman.

Time for work! Have fun ya'll!