"Natives who beat drums to drive off evil spirits are objects of scorn to smart Americans who blow horns to break up traffic jams."
- Mary Ellen Kelly
Yesterday was a good day. Started off by getting up early, eating, getting weighed (with a lose of 1 & 3/4 pounds) followed by doing a trail at the Irving Nature Park with Richard. After discussion we decided to do the Squirrel trail because it was labeled as being at least 40 minutes in length , we want to walk for at least a half an hour, and it was in the easy category.
Obviously the classification was for those of the athletic sorts because at the very first you walk up steps and then a ways up hill for a little while. Needless to say at the moment I do not want to find out what the "hard" class holds for me. The Squirrel trail did however serve it's purpose and there were moments where I did breathe a little heavier followed by very enjoyable periods.
When Richard and I walk together we are usually side by side so that we can actually discuss whats new and exciting in our lives and how both of our weight loss journeys are going by this trail cut that short as we could only go single file. While we did chat it was no where near what we usually do.
All in all I would highly recommend this trail to anyone that is looking to get their heart pumping and a little excitement. Although there are a few steep parts along with areas with large rocks that require a little more concentration. As long as you are mobile though and are up to a small challenge this is for you.
After finally coming out of the woods and walking back to the car though I notice an almost orangey substance on my hand and a few really itchy spots that increased in size over a few minutes. This made me go Av and George's to see if perhaps my Uncle would know what it was (if anyone he would have rolled and experience poison ivy before).
After washing off my arms and circling where the spots were and what size I continued home to shower and eat before having to meet Trevor to take him to his Doctor's appointment in Sussex. At the moment the spots are gone, although itchy. Lets hope they stay gone.
While there was some slow traffic on the highway we did reach the office in time to find out that the Doctor had had an emergency and had to leave for the day. Ugh...kidding me? They had tried to call but only had Betty and Brian's number so couldn't reach us. The appointment has now been re-booked for sometime next week.
After a few hours of visiting with my family and his we headed home...this is where the trouble started.
There are a few things that really get me when I'm driving. People that follow to closely, people whom can't wait in line and try to drive to the front to get their faster (highway/city while construction is going on) and those that pass me on the highway and cut DIRECTLY back in front of me. Do these people not realize they could be throwing a car at my windshield? Needless to say, Periwinkle Rust as he will be called, did exactly this to me. Bastard. Periwinkle Rust isn't even doing the speed limit so of course...IT'S ON! I pass, speed ahead and this triggers his "MANLY" motives that no one can be in front of him. This continued on until almost Hampton when I passed a red car he got stuck behind going into one lane of traffic on the highway.
While this doesn't seem like much, I'm pretty sure that the whole thing freaked out Trevor. This gave me a feeling of being a cat that's playing with a mouse and I'm sorry but...I liked it. I'm not sure if my hormones are going crazy here or if it's my brain mass but good lord it was nice to "win" if that's what you can call it.
No more for Periwinkle Rust, he's stuck back behind yonder car.
Don't cut me off. It's annoying.
Gillian
