It's a Fine Day for a Little Role Playingby caroline
Ah, yes, it's been a busy morning.
Dan slept through the first part of the night, but was wide awake from about 3:30 a.m. until we decided to give in and just start the day around 5. He was sent home with a cooler-like thing that has two tubes running from it to attach to a cuff that was wrapped around his knee (followed by many bandages) straight out of surgery. We (I) just have to continuously fill the cooler with ice to keep the cold flowing to his knee. It's perfect for reducing the swelling that occurs with these types of surgeries.
So, at about 5:30 a.m. I was outside in the -5 degree weather we have here and scooping ice into a bucket to transfer into the cooler. I bought a giant bag of ice yesterday and the fortunate part about this cold weather is that I can just store it outside. The unfortunate part is that my little hands have to go outside to scoop it out.
Honey, you're lucky I love you a lot.
After that, I got Dan a snack and his medicine, so he could, hopefully, rest for a bit. Luckily, the fresh ice and popping a pill allowed him to take a nice, long nap.
While he was napping, I hit the gym which is fortunately right next to our house. I felt like a mother giving Dan instructions before he fell asleep:
Me: "Now, I might go to the gym while you are sleeping."
Dan: (He nods his head and half rolls his eyes.)
Me: "I am going to set your phone right here," I said, gesturing to his bedside nightstand. "Puh-leeze call me if you need ANYTHING at all. Don't try to be a hero."
Dan: He nods and looks at me like, "DUH" and then says, "Honey, I'll be fine … just go."
So, once he did really fall asleep, I was able to slip out and hit the gym. I had a great run (all while repeatedly side glancing at my phone to be sure he wasn't calling), and wrapped up my workout with some strength exercises and stretching.
I often run — especially, at the gym — with my iPod in my nifty armband. One of the things I love about running and listening to music is that my favorite pump-me-up tunes also allow me to visualize motivational scenarios while I am swinging my arms and legs. For example, today's playlist went a little like this:
- Tennis "Marathon": I'm in a poodle skirt and dancing to the tunes of a jukebox
- Lady Gaga "Telephone": I'm a sassy gal wearing skin-tight leather and telling my no-good boy toy, "Sorry, I'm a bit too busy for you."
- KT Tunstall "Suddenly I See": I channel Anne Hathaway's Devil Wears Prada energy (where I first heard this song) and chase after my dreams.
- Katy Perry "Firework": I run like a mad woman to this one to "show 'em what your (I'm) worth". 'Nuff said.
- Marvin Gaye and Tammy Terrell "Ain't No Mountain High Enough": Huh, what? What hill? There's not a one I can't conquer."
- Micheal Jackson "You Rock My World": Who doesn't want to rock the world with their sleek running style? The beat on this one will help you get into a smooth running groove, too.
- K'naan, will.i.am and David Guetta "Wavin' Flag": I stole this one from my brother. He is a soccer player and told me loves this song because it has something or other to do with the World Cup or … I dunno … some sort of soccer thing. So, I always think about the sheer athleticism it takes to be a soccer player, and picture one of them sprinting down the field, sweaty and after that ball.
- The Black Eyed Peas "The Time (Dirty Bit)": It's almost impossible to not get pumped when you hear this song. Listen in at :59 and MOVE with the beat, baby.
Those are just a few of the ones I heard this morning, but you get the idea. All of these images and scenarios help me to have a better, more fruitful run because of the energy they help to spur within these exercisin' bones of mine. What songs fuel your workouts?
I have a ton of things on the agenda today, including a story to finish for the local paper, two story pitches for national publications, planning for the V-Spot dinner I am making tonight, and I also want to start experimenting with making flours and nut milks in this:
Yes, I bargained with my mom and she's a sucker for this sweet face o' mine, so she let me borrow hers. Hey, I let her use my tried-and-true old fashioned one in the meantime, so she can still make Green Monsters — all is fair!
I'll let you know how it goes — off to get busy! I think I'm being paged …