windshields and walks

Friday driving to the YW a pebble hit my windshield on route 378. Ended up with a hole and spider crack. So I came home and made an appointment for today to have it replaced. Told them I needed my car for work at 12.

I took it up this morning, and walked home, did some work and waited. At 11 I called and asked the status. They were working on it, it would be done soon. About 11:45 or so they called it was done but i had to wait four hours to pick it up.

What?

The sealant must cure for four hours or the sealant won't cure.

Why the hell did you tell me that before. I told you I needed to use it by noon.

Shit, I was in big trouble. I get home from work after they close, and needed the car before they opened in the morning. So I walked up to get my keys, briefcase, pay and work out a plan. Plan A call friends who are retired. They aren't home. Plan B walk walk home and take the bus. And I forgot my briefcase.

The bus was an experience. About a year ago they totally revamped our bus system and it's awful. Less runs, more waits, but worse all new numbers and routes. Pat sat there and figured out the bus issues —101 goes to NCC—and I looked for change for the bus. The timing worked out better to walk over to the transportation center and take the 101 to NCC. I planned to leave the students out a hair early, and take the bus home.

I ended up eating in the cafeteria. It's the first time I ever wanted more food than a salad, and they had nothing I could eat on a blood work/doctor week. I'm shocked our students aren't enormous. Thick crust pizza, burgers, fries, fried everything, pasta smothered in sauces. No sandwich station. We all know, salad bars a mine field also. There were pre-packed veggies and fruit.

Ended up making a salad, then stopping at the vending machine and getting trial mix to add protein.

While I was grading waiting for class to start, my phone rang. It was my retired friend, offering me a ride home.

todays walk

Today we kept the walk simple. Lyd was still a little sore from yesterdays stair climb. She' not used to using steps anymore, she lives in a modular home.

We left the dog with Pat and then headed up the hill, out Sioux and Summit, thru Lehigh and out 5th. That's where we encountered this car covered with post-it notes. Then we went down Hayes, and came back the Greenway and Broadway.

 3.25 miles, in about 70 minutes.

hooping

My niece Maria makes and teaches people hula hoop. Soon she'll be opening a fitness studio called Polesque Fitness in Louisville, Kentucky. She'll be teaching fitness pole dancing, hula hoops, stiletto fitness and some other stuff. If you're in the ’hood and in need of a different kind of workout, check out her studio.

Anyway, she sent custom made hula hoops up for Bonnie, me, Lyd, my niece Eryn and her daughter Lil Bug. We picked them up yesterday after the stair climb and tried them out at my house last night and today.

I could get mind around maybe twice before it fell.

Lydia got hers around 5 or 6 times and actually had some good form.

Sharon tried and failed horribly. I think she had Bugs.

Eryn stopped for hers today and hooped for over a minute several times outside. She was very good. (Of course she's half my weight and age.) Then when we came in, she added Lil Bugs and kept going. Even using three different sized hoops she could make it go round four or five times. She said she learned watching youtube videos.

If I knew what I was doing, I might get a good workout with it. To bad I'm not closer to Louisville. I could stop at Polesque!

sock monkeys, stairs, and divas

Yesterday, was the Lung Association Stair climb at the Mohegan Sun Arena in Wilkes Barre.

Lyd stopped here and then we went and picked up Bonnie and Megan. Megan was home from Kentucky for vacation. One reason she chose this weekend was the stair climb.

We arrived 45 minutes early. No traffic or lead foot? Not sure which. We did a warm up walk around the arena, hung out and stretched. Lydia took an unflattering pix of me doing squats.

We went as a team, but didn't sign up as a team. Our name was "Dick’s Darlin’ Divas" after Lyd's dad Dick. We also had a picture of my brother Henry in the tribute section. I was hoping to send one in of my dad but couldn't find one in the time aloted. Next year, I'll be prepared.

We wore candy colored tank tops which I added fun fur trim that I knitted. The tieras were removed before climbing.

Finally it started. First the firefighters, some in full gear. Then some members of the air force. Then the elite group that were doing it competitively. Then the normal people. The sock monkey mascot didn't climb.

Last year Lyd hadn't trained because her dad was so sick (he died a week before the event) so she did half plus the finishing flight in 18:38. This year she did the whole thing, with a little help from a posse of new friends and family. Her time: 26:48.

Megan, cleaned our clocks again at 12:32 . Two minutes quicker than last year (14:19). Bonnie beat me again at 16:31 (18:01 LY) after a year of medical issues and not working out as much. And I brought up my familiar place in the rear the rear at 16.37 (18:46 LY).

an izzy walk

Every Friday I walk with my friend Betsy. This week she is watching her grandpuppies, and we took Izzy along. We cut the walk a bit short because it's so warm out and Izzy was HOT. After all, she's still wearing a fur coat!

I needed that walk. We're going to the local Irish pub for some fish 'n chips tonight. They have them every Friday during lent. The rest of the year it's one Friday a month.

Since I have blood work Thursday, and a doctors appointment Friday, it's probably not the best idea, but oh well. I'm going anyway.

really? credit cards?

The soda machine in the gym at school takes credit cards. Stopped me dead in my tracks and searching for a camera. The phone had to do.

a rock in my head

remember my fall three weeks ago walking the dog? This rock fell out of my head today. Now I really look like I have a bullet hole!