AARON'S LAST-MINUTE RACE ENTRY
DAY 7 -- Parenting Makes Working Out Challenging
It was the 5th Grade graduation day at Bixby and Holly was so excited even she couldn't believe it. She wasn't 100% certain graduation would occur but when we got to school and the 5th Graders were directed away from the all-purpose room in which the ceremony would be held, her suspicions were totally confirmed. The ceremony was fabulous. Different grades sang songs in honor of the graduates. The 5th Graders recited a number of poems they wrote. They all were in a "sea" or water-themed setting, with the graduates sitting in a makeshift boat. The music teacher even had composed a song especially for the graduates. It brought tears to everyone's eyes. It was just a fabulous event. I took plenty of pictures.
After graduation, there was a reception inside the school. Parents and their student graduates had cake and punch while they talked about how incredible the ceremony was. I do like cake and anything with Hawaiian Punch in it is a winner for me. Then we headed to Westminster's "Splitz" bowling alley for a couple of hours of bowling (three games for me), pizza (the four varieties included a vegetarian pizza, one with pineapple and ham, the traditional pepperoni pizza, and cheese pizza). To avoid too many leftovers, I may have consumed the equivalent of an entire pizza. I also downed a pitcher of Sprite to maximize my caloric intake. My bowling scores were not impressive, despite the light show which the facility added to help us (I did find that my score improved when I bowled in the dark.)
I did get a break for a few hours in the afternoon and, despite having my arm almost fall off from bowling (maybe it is a sport after all?), I decided to take advantage of the time available to do some unscheduled training. At home, I got dressed for the YMCA and headed out -- feeling tired but optimistic (and boosted by the two ibuprofen tablets numbing my pain). I generally did not do well exercising after 9:00 am but knew that, with a load of pizza and soda percolating inside me, some exercise should be good for me.
As soon as I hit the track at the "Y" -- at about 4:15 pm -- I knew I was in trouble. I could barely move. The pizza was wreaking its revenge and wasn't being tempered by the three antacid tablets I took during my first few laps. After five laps, I decided I would reevaluate my decision when I hit 10 laps. At 10 laps I convinced myself to keep going until at least 20. By that time, I should get a "second wind." I didn't.
On my 21st lap, I decided to call it quits. I was barely moving -- a crawling toddler would have raced by me -- and I felt terrible. Eating and running did not work for me. If you want to beat me in a race -- or in any sport -- feed me first and I'll be worthless. I was disappointed to quit but relieved. It was no fun. Once in the car, seeing I still had an hour or so, I considered going back in and riding a LifeCycle or similar piece of stationery aerobic equipment. After less than 10 seconds of argument with myself, I pulled out of my parking spot and headed home.
Our graduation dinner consisted of chicken fingers, French fries, whole kernel corn and -- for me only -- a ton of spaghetti and tomato sauce with lots of garlic. It was a wonderful way to end the eating day.
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