So, as a teacher, I know that people banter around the concept of "make good decisions/choices" when working with the youth of today (I love using clichés like that!). As much as they might roll their eyes - and I might too - there is something to be said for that advice. I, unfortunately, like to push it off on others rather than follow it myself. This week offered plenty of evidence to support my less-than-stellar decision-making abilities. Usually, I can blame alcohol consumption for bad choices (just what we tell kids about alcohol), but this week I don't even have that useful excuse on hand.
Just to give you a few examples of these bad choices...
On Thursday, while walking our dogs, some bug stung my leg - the back of my thigh. It was definitely not a bee, probably a wasp or yellow jacket? At any rate, it hurt like a bitch, as they say. This happened around the 4 o'clock hour, and I had a spin class to attend at 4:45. Did the sting prevent me from attending? Why, of course not! As I was halfway through class, it did cross my mind that exercise after an insect sting was not, perhaps, advisable. Sure enough, when I returned home and researched said topic, several websites came back with the "Do not exercise!" imperative. I survived, however, so it looks as though I don't have an allergy.
I can excuse Thursday out of sheer ignorance - I've never been bitten by wasps or yellow jackets before!
Friday's lack of judgement belongs to another category: brash decisions. The first one occurred about mid-morning. Clearly my blood sugar had spiked and I was feeling GREAT! So, when an email entitled "Oxnard Half-Marathon" enticed me to open up its contents, I was drawn into the idea of a half-marathon and impulsively decided HELL YEAH! So, I signed myself right up. Then, I thought about the time that I have between now and the half-marathon and realized that I need to get about a 10-mile run in between the next two weeks so that I can finish the half-marathon in 3 weeks. Ahem. I've obviously become trigger-happy when it comes to races, and this just showcases how problematic impulsive choices can be.
The final brash decision came later in the day, revolving around dinner choices. I admit that we have become somewhat lazy in our household - between Michael's class schedule and my... (I don't have a reason) stomach, we've been doing take-out and/or eating out more than usual. Now, I haven't cared too much about this slump, but we had just ordered out pizza on Thursday. There were a few pieces left, but we decided that there wasn't enough for dinner. So, what did we do?
We ordered ANOTHER pizza. From the same place!
I realize that this last decision is not, for some people, too shocking, but it seemed to epitomize my laziness.
It was, however, the perfect accompaniment to the movie "Bridesmaids"!
So, do I have any regrets about these decisions? The "good" part of me would like to affirm that yes, I do, but to be honest, I had a great spinning class on Thursday, I will love getting my ass kicked in a few weeks as I struggle through the half-marathon, and the pizza last night was worth it.
In terms of dinner, I am going to start anew - just as soon as we go out for Mexican food tonight!