Acclimation or Acceptance?

Summer has continued to be humid and gross.  But it is also flying by - I am in denial that we are this deep in July.  I also recently started working 100% home, which is great for triathlons because you can work around your training instead of training around your work schedule.  Not that I am doing much  training...but I like the potential.

At first, finding discipline was difficult because theoretically, I COULD RUN ALL DAY.  The weather has at least helped solve that problem since working involves air conditioning.  Also, I discovered I work better in a cubical-like environment: a small space with few distractions.  I created this space using the bathroom vanity.  It actually works great - I purchased some Crayola mirror-markers to transform the mirror into a white board.

The only downside is I am working next to a toilet.  Although, I do always appreciate any opportunity for increased efficiency.

When not at my vanity workstation, the kids and I are often at McDonalds.  I have always been a fan of their little ice cream cones.  I do miss the day that they were only .50 cents and you had the option of chocolate or swirl.  I used to always order swirl.

But I will settle for vanilla.  The kids settle for vanilla, too.  And if you think that its weird I choose to work in the bathroom, you will find it really weird that my kids eat their ice cream cones with a spoon!

After they finish their ice cream, they get lost in the tunnels that smell like pee.  Sometimes they disappear in them for a good 30-minutes.  

Sometimes they sit up there and just stare at me.   Sometimes they plaster their face to the plastic windows.  Sometimes they even lick the windows.  This boggles my mind.  They refuse to lick an ice cream cone but cannot resist licking a booger-crusted, snot-coated, pee-infused piece of stinky plastic?

Anyway, the good news is that my back is recovering.  It only hurts when I back bend.  And, my running is recovering as well - my legs are finding their spring and I am finding myself enjoying it again.  I am not sure if I am acclimating to the humidity or simply accepting the fact that the weather sucks.  Part of pain is perception so while I cannot control the weather, I can change the way I allow it to control me.  I think this is why running massively appeals to type A personalities - physical ailments aside, you always have an element of control.  Although you cannot always change your running conditions, you can change the way you deal with them.  It only sucks if you tell yourself it sucks.