With this being said, Monday I hopped onto my bike for a nice long run, followed by some core work:
Back to school for my junior year of college! I am a vet tech major, and this semester I am taking surgery class, veterinary clinical language, veterinary management, and statistics! It's gonna be a loooong, but great semester, I can feel it!
I've obviously been eating the past couple of days... (YUMMY food)
Darla still manages to find the warmest spots in her new home!
Call me crazy, but around this time of year, every time I look at the clock, the distance I've run on my running watch, the time I've been running, and the clock on the TV, I see 9:11. Not many people know this about me, but my uncle was killed during the September 11th terrorist attacks in 2001. He was my mom's only brother, and he was about 8 years older than her. I honestly don't remember much about him, but I do cherish some of the moments I do remember, like him driving me around the neighborhood in his little Mercedes convertible, and swimming with his yellow lab and westie at his home in Connecticut. Back to the point, I think seeing 9:11 on the clock is him letting us know that he's here with us. This is a really tough time for my family, as September 23rd marks 3 years since my grandmother passed away, and a couple years since my grandfather got really sick. He is no longer with us anymore either. The number symbolizes so much more than a number, and it really makes me feel connected to them. I miss all of them terribly, and wish everyday that I could bring them back, especially for my mother, who has no family members left anymore (besides her AWESOME kids ;) )))
Well, that's the end of my random rant! Hope you enjoyed it and learned a little bit about me :)
Questions to ponder:
What to you do for exercise when you can't run? What is the yummiest dinner you've eaten this week? Is there any number that has significance to you?
Happy Tuesday! :)))