Tomorrow is a rest day, and I feel like a turtle. I hate rest days, passionately. I dread them. I feel like I don’t get anything accomplished when I take a rest day. I know it’s necessary to recover, but I always feel like if I don’t workout, I’m not going to lose weight. I feel like a lazy slug during rest days.
Today was not a rest day, but it was a day steeped in frustration. I ran 4 miles, and then walked another 3.5 miles.
The Saga of Surgery…
My daughter needs to have oral surgery done. We knew about the surgery since November. We were told that the military would do the oral surgery in the dental clinic. There is a pediatric dentist that will see some specialized patients (including my son). We went in November to schedule the appointment, and had the surgery scheduled in January. We went to the surgery in January. Come to find out they messed up the schedule, and the surgery did not happen in January. So we rescheduled the surgery for March. We got a phone call yesterday, and the surgery was cancelled again. I tried to reschedule the appointment yet again, and I’m told that the military is no longer doing dependent dental care!! So now, we have to start all over again from scratch. What makes it worse is that my daughter has braces, and the braces are not doing any good right now, because they are leaving the wire off until the surgery is done. We are charged if the braces are on longer than a year, and at the rate that they are going with the surgery, we have lost 4 months, and we will be charged a significant amount of money because of this. Needless to say, I’m slightly frustrated.