Yesterday I celebrated my birthday. It was a good day dear imaginary reader, it began in a different sort of way.
Teach is mid way through the process of getting everything car switched over from the “right coast” (ooo this will tick a few of my imaginary friends off haha) to Onterrible (just to even things up!). Up bright and early, as the early arrival gets to the front of the line at Service Ontario, we headed into town armed with all of the necessary information. It was raining like a son of a gun and the wee little “kids car” was more like a two man kayak in places - let the adventure begin!
Upon arrival teach pulled the lucky number 66 and our wait began. Let me just say that people watching in Service Ontario is quite good, we all looked moderately like drowned rats! The wait wasn’t too long and of course our customer service person wasn’t familiar with the transferring process; help was quickly secured from the rep closest to her. Unfortunate, the “helper” seemed to have left her customer service gene at home yesterday. Now, to be fair this was a stressful adulting moment for Teach. Anything that hits the old pocketbook is stressful. Unknown process + decreasing bank account x customer disservice = stress & moderate panic with perhaps just a smidgen of attitude from both sides. Oh happy birthday to me hahaha! We left with plates, a temporary sticker and a date with the mechanic to update the safety on the car. Progress!
Upon completion of that wee adventure Teach announced that she was going to take me out for a birthday breakfast. In the same breath, I swear, she asked “which is the best way to get to McDonalds!” Oh how I love this kid! We ran our last errands while sucking down our coffees and number 2’s please, of course these were enjoyed hash brown first. :)
Once back home with the sun shining Teach headed up for a quick nap before taking me to the train and then on to work at the golf club. I headed into the weight room to torture my self for the next 35 minutes. Last Sunday our family friend Fit Guy was kind enough to come out to the middle of nowhere to learn more about my fitness level or should I say lack there of. Then, being the most awesome patient guy that he is - bless his little heart - he gave me a very beginner, beginner work out. One that has reps and sets. One that someone like me who is gung ho but is at heart a compliance person will follow. If done properly, my hip will improve and so will the rest of me, woot! I degress; yesterday was work out two. Sunday learning, Monday lets just call it pain day, Tuesday garden day, Wednesday work out day.
This is the view to the north from our weight room, I admit that I try to keep my back to it as its very easy for me to get distracted. Would be very easy to find all the things that need my hand on them - like right then! This fitness thing is a long journey for me, I had the wrong mind set earlier this year. Looking for quick change led to long lasting injury. I find myself while working in the garden reminding myself to stay within my time limits, to not “over do” it. Using this mind set, my time in the garden is improving and I think it shows, in the garden anyway! I feel like I could work out again today, though I won’t. Slow, slow, slow is my new motto.
Once Teach got up and at’em we headed to the GO train so I could head into the Big Smoke, meet up with TLOMIL and LLB have a little nosh and a couple flutes of Cava and head over to the Jays game. We wont even discuss the game other than to say that we left early and we NEVER do that.
The pic above was taken on the GO and clearly indicates that 1) I need to up my selfie game and 2) what the heck is it about my hair?!? Most of our family is heading to an adventure in the Dominican next week and if my hair looks like this here, I mean just YIKES!!!!!
On our way home from the game a fox leisurely crossed the road in front of us, stopping on the other side to take a good look at us as we passed by. His pointy ears and long nose easy to see, the white ring on the bottom of his tail caught in the moon light. Once home, I headed up stairs with my trusty four legged man, ran some water into the tub and settled in for a quick soak. After the water stopped dripping and my breathing settled I took a few minutes to relish being in middle of nowhere. No noise but for the cry of distant coyotes, crickets and the hoot every now and then of an owl.
Now THAT was a great birthday dear imaginary reader.