HATE the bugs. Today my enemy is the wasp. I had initially planned to do an outdoor run this morning with the kids in the jogger. The meteorologist on our local news and weather.com told me the rain would stop by 10, but as of 1 PM, it was still drizzling. I would have been up for the run if I did not have the kids along to get wet too. During the afternoon nap while both boys were asleep, I headed up to the room above our garage (it is an unfinished area of about 800 sq ft) where we have the treadmill. I only had to run 30 minutes today and was feeling pretty good. I had an episode of Law and Order on the TV, the kids were asleep, the laundry was done, and basically life was good. Fifteen minutes into the run, I went to open a window and was horrified to see two very large wasps crawling around. I took them out quickly with some Raid and hopped back on the treadmill. About five minutes later I saw wasp number 3. I had used up the can of Raid on the first two (I did mention I HATE them, right?), so I was stuck smashing the heck out of it with a paint stirrer. I jumped back on the treadmill and with only 2 1/2 minutes left, I saw #4 out of the corner of my eye. The treadmill run was DONE. I fogged the room and will look for more wasp corpses in the morning.
Other than that, yesterday ended up being a pretty good day of lifting and today's run though 2 1/2 minutes short was good too. I am really looking forward to tomorrow. I am planning to lift while Andrew is at school and Parker is napping. Then tomorrow evening head out for my first swim in a very long time. I have swum once since I had Parker. It did not go very well. It was pre-back surgery and every time I pushed off the wall I saw stars. I am confident tomorrow night will go much better.
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