I was so distraught over not being available to Pookie as she packs and gets ready to move out of the house (you aren’t really moving out honey – you are just going to college) that I forgot about Hump Day Miscellany. I’m sure you are all feeling bereft so let me just fix that up for you.

Matter Uno – My Locked Up Leg

I had intended to swim/run on Monday, Bike/run on Tuesday and just swim on Wed. I tossed the bike/run on Tuesday for all the wrong reasons but it was probably the right thing to do. Wednesday I went to swimming knowing we were doing speed work which seemed like a great idea. This was the prescribed workout:
100 sprint; 300 yd. pull; 5 x 25 yd. easy (your choice of stroke); 100 kick
75 sprint; 300 yd pull; 4 x 25 yd. easy; 100 yd kick (descend from last set)
50 sprint; 300 yd pull; 3 x 25 yd. easy; 100 yd kick (descend from last set)
25 sprint 300 yd pull; 2 x 25 yd. easy; 100 yd kick (descend from last set)

I knew I wouldn’t make the whole thing because I didn’t have time but I wanted to do well on the sprints. I did the 100 in what I thought was 1:40 which isn’t brilliant but it’s okay for me. Then I got to the 75 and the coach was on deck with a stop watch so I let him time. 1:26 – BLAH! So now I was more determined than ever to nail that 50. I wanted to do it in 45 which is just about impossible for me but I was determined to make the attempt. I started out hard, flipped at the wall and immediately noticed my left calf tightening up. No big deal, I thought – I’ll just keep going – it’s only another 20 yards. About 10 yards later it really hurt and about 2 strokes after that I had to stop and grab the lane line. My leg was completely locked up. I could neither flex my foot nor point my toes. Ow. So I’m stretching several times a day and trying to do a little sodium and potassium loading before Sunday.

Matter the Second – Oh Happy Day!
So I’m in the office and I had to arrive sans breakfast (that’s French for I was hungry). I figured I could either walk across the street to Staryuks and get a latte and a bagel or I could see what was in the kitchen. My boss made the coffee (told you he’s a good guy) and I started rifling the cabinets. We had 2 choices of food – protein bars and Pop Tarts. I scrutinized the nutritional information and discovered that a single Brown Sugar and cinnamon Pop Tart has fewer calories and the same amount of fat as the protein bar. Oh Happy Day! I’m sure the bar would have been better for me but I blissed out on the Pop Tart, instead. Just the one, though – not both of them in the package. YUM!

Life is all about choices, right? Sometimes you make the right choice for the wrong reason and sometimes you make the wrong choice for the right reason. Like Grandma used to say “It all comes out in the wash”.