Aaaargh! I’m drowning in assignments and homework – don’t these lecturers realise I have a life? That I must run 100km for the week and go to work for at least 8 hours a day? And then somewhere in there communicate with the family…in person…face to face. And sleep….and eat….and do all those other things ‘normal’ people do.
Calm down, breeeaaathe……
I ran a total of 100km for the week, last week. It was my heavy week. This week is an easy week thank goodness. So I am remembering how to have an intelligible, let alone intelligent, conversation, not fall asleep at the table, and not have that glazed, dazed look at work – doesn’t inspire much confidence apparently!
On Sunday I ran the monthly vets’ event at North Curtin – a 6km course that includes a hill at the start before a lovely downhill stretch followed by a flattish bit on a cycle path. This month I started in group 35 (down from group 36) and watched as the others in my group took off leaving me in their wake. Not to worry – I had already run 7km that morning, before breakfast, so I had no grand plans of setting any land speed records. However I did manage to pick up some speed and managed to say hi to Mr B, Strewth, Charmaine and Geoff B as I passed them (not necessarily in that order). It was a good run and by the time I had crossed the finish line 27.57min later I had completed my 100km for the week! Yay!
Sat through the riveting subject of Contracts last night in the Risk Analysis, OH&S and Legal Principles class – it was about as exciting as my previous classes on negligence and duty of care. Thank goodness the lecturer has a sense of humour. Fortunately there are only 4 more classes left for this unit. Unfortunately there are also 2 assignments and one is due in 3 weeks time. On Wednesday nights we have anatomy and physiology – far more interesting. Though I have to say I can’t recall from my nursing days (way back in the dim dark past) there being so many bloody bones to remember! I’m trying not to confuse my sesamoid with the flat, the long with the short, the tibia from the fibula, the femur from the humerus….you get the picture! Not forgetting the medullary canal, diaphysis, epiphyses, etc, etc. And this unit also involves weekly worksheets, an exam and a presentation including a class handout.
Breeeaaathe……reeeelaaaaax………
And did I mention the dancing fantales? No, maybe not, let’s not even go there……..
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You're alive! You have a good sense of humerus CJ.
You were fast on Sunday. I didn't realise you ran well because of the glazed, dazed look on your face. And it was 6.2k, so 4:30 per km - very speedy!
Now I don't work, and I don't study, but I do run 100k weeks. However... I still have to make a date to see my own sweet wife for any length of time. Monday night for instance!
100K, oh you are right on track for Number 1 this year. Take it easy it will soon all be over.
Dancing Fantales! Yes, let's go there!!!!
Welcome back CJ - you're looking awesome! Hang in there - not long to go now! You have to stay awake for lunch Sunday - no heads in coffee cups or glazed expressions allowed!
mark was a finalist on the "so you think you are a dancing fantalles."
he didn't win.
as for getting the lecturers to understand your needs, do what ewen and spodie choff do. sit in front and show off those pins. wink a few times. it worked for them, and they're scruffy.
Excuse me! Allegedly scruffy. So women notice other women's pins. Interesting. You are right ihatetoast, glazed dazed girl's are passable.
You did 100k last week on top of work, family & study? You are amazing, absolutely deserving of all those fantales & a yummy lunch (with chocolate & coffee of course) on Sunday :-)
Looking forward to it!
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