5.17...Woot!

Sorry for the lack of posting this week. Not only has my blog posting been put on the back burner, but I'm also sad to say that my running has too. I dug into my schoolwork on Monday and have only lifted my head out of a book to eat, sleep, and work. Even at work, any "free" moment I have I work on a question or two. Thank God for USB flash drives. Whatever I don't get done there I get done here and vice versa. I've even been waking up at 5:30am before work to try to get an assignment in. So basically what I'm saying is, I wake up do schoolwork, go to work, do schoolwork at work whenever possible, come home and do schoolwork until bedtime. Then the cycle starts the next day. It's not all that bad other than me feeling like anything I want to do has to hold off. And I keep telling myself it will get better. As stated previously, the first couple weeks are the toughest. I work so hard at the beginning of the semester not only to keep up but also work ahead so I keep ahead of the game. It will all be worth it.

Today was crazy at work. What's new?! Doc had some sort of food poisoning so he was having problems at both ends if you know what I mean. Add on top of that 4 surgeries (unlike our normal 3) with one being a 111 pound mature dog spay, dental, and aural hematoma repair (ear pinna fills with blood so you have to drain it and do a specific time consuming procedure on it so that it doesn't fill again) That surgery alone took 3 hours. With him being sick we were thankfully able to reschedule all of our afternoon appointments. Even with rescheduling we were still doing surgeries until 4:30 pm. Yikes. Busy, busy. So busy you don't get lunch....you don't even think about it. With the all surgeries done and no appointments there was nothing to do, so I was surprisingly allowed to go home a bit early tonight. Whew. That was nice. I was hoping to fit a run in.

You know what I said about putting running on the back burner? Well, I made up for it when I got home. I pounded out 5.17 miles by myself. Once again a personal best and I'm quite proud. Not only that I accomplished it but also that I did it by myself and I didn't think I was going to die. On the contrary, I wanted to go farther and made myself stop for fear David might send out the hounds for me. I had only planned to do 3 miles so you can see why he'd might be worried when I didn't come home, and didn't come home......I was so excited about my distance I even called my mom just so I could tell someone. I don't know if I'll make my weekly goal of 10 miles for the diabetic challenge, but atleast I got what I got. Tomorrow is David's birthday and we're planning on heading out of town after work. I get off at noon and we're hoping he'll get off around then too (keep your fingers crossed!) So more than likely there will be no running, although I never rule it out. Then Saturday.....oooh Saturday it looks like it's going to be bitter cold. We're talking a high in the low teens. We shall see what happens.

I better get back to the books. See ya!