2005-01-27 - 12:32 p.m.

Okay, when I got up this morning it was THREE. THREE degrees Fahrenheit. And now it's finally crawled up to NINE. This is insane. No wonder I'm freezing and my skin feels like the Sahara.
Goodness. No amount of moisturizing cream can fix this mess. I drank a gazillion glasses of water when I was lying there sick on the couch yesterday, my head absolutely throbbing, and I still don't think it was enough. Although I do feel less Sahara-like today.
We are now 50 days away from a puppy. Perhaps I'd better start looking. Hmmm.
A hot cup of good coffee is definitely helping the system.
Dude, now it's up to 10 degrees. Double digits, woohoo!
This is not to say that I am at all upset by the advent of winter. Not at all. The truth is, I love winter. But you know what? I love being outside in winter much more than I love being cooped up in winter, which is what I am now, because it is just too painful to venture outside. Not to mention, my chlorine-ravaged skin is not holding up very well against the radiator heat and the wind. Sigh.
Well anyway. The triathlon training is going really really well. My coach, Scott, is a kick-butt standup guy, who I'm already fond of, and he's really really good. I think maybe the concept of having to answer to someone is doing it. Maybe. But I also like the idea of not having an option. It's nice, for once, to be told what to do.
My scale says I've lost 3% body fat. I'm a little skeptical of that scale, though. We'll have to see. I think that the weight part of it is spot-on, anyway. Hmmm.
I had a fantastic call yesterday from Adventure Sports magazine. They'd been looking for a way to get adventure racers into the community, and, serendipitiously, stumbled across a girl who was wearing one of the original Lava Gear ARFE hats. The marketing director said, "What's THAT?" and henceforth placed a call to me. Very cool. I'm hoping I can make AS magazine do all of our publicity for us, which will take away a lot of time constraints. And if I can get them to do our ice pop program out of their RV (goes to 130 races this year!) then we'll be golden and can focus all of our energies on the all-important education campaign.
He was getting very excited as we talked. That is a good sign. Now if I could just get him to pick up on the Divas...
It's hard to decide which is truer to my heart. I'd better get cracking on the next edit for that stupid novel, by the way. I didn't know it was so fricken big. Then again, I only have to send the first three chapters out to this agent, so maybe I can just do that and do the other edits I'm looking at later. Hmmm.
So much to do. What was I thinking, ever taking a day job in the first place???
Crazy.

 

 

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