I try to keep track of what my run was like every day, but I didn’t do that this week. It was quite a week.
Unrelated to running, two of three appliances in my apartment broke. The washer wasn’t such a big deal I was fortunate that it broke as I finished my last load of laundry. The refrigerator broke a few hours after I bought $150 worth of groceries. Good news, there is a banquet facility on the second floor of my building, so I was able to move my food to the kitchen down there. I’m not going to lie though, going down there in the dark to get my food feels a little horror film waiting to happen.
On Friday I happen to come home when there was a guy here to take a look at the fridge. The report is that it will take some time to get the part. I will be taking part in the horror film kitchen situation until at least Friday. After the guy left there was water dripping from the water dispenser. Interesting, since the fridge is not dispensing water. I stick a towel under the dispenser and then have my back to the fridge while I am in a Zoom meeting for about half an hour. When I get up from the meeting there is a pool of water all over my kitchen. I put clean up the water and rush downstairs to ask my landlord to ask about the water turn off. (Luckily he is in the building.) Maybe I should have just looked behind the fridge, but I wasn’t thinking straight. When I get back upstairs to deal with the water, I facetime Norm to help me. Why did I think turning the water off would be complicated? This should be easy, but the even with the water off there is water dripping from what Norm tells me is the supply line. I tell my landlord and he called a plumber who comes to take care of things.
I am back in dissertation classes and back being angry with Grand Canyon University. Because I have been out of class for a few months I did not know that they had changed to a new proposal format and I am no longer grandfathered into APA 6th edition. This means I paid them money to work on changing the format of everything which I could have done with it paying for a class. I paid for feedback and am stuck in a situation where I am not getting feedback. I have said this before and I will say it again, go anywhere but GCU for your PhD because there love to take your money and couldn’t care less about actually working with people to finish their dissertation. It would have been so easy for my advisor to tell me that all of this was happening so that I would know that I should work on making format changes before paying for a class. I thought I was starting a class with a proposal that was ready to start getting feedback from my committee.
Any remaining free time was spent writing syllabi for two classes I proposed at the college. The one calls, Psychology of Gender, I have taught before and has been taught at the school so that was pretty easy to put together. The other, Psychology in Film, isn’t taught many places and is something I have wanted to do for a long time. Since I am creating this from scratch it takes a lot of time. I want the class to be approved so I spend a lot of time on the syllabi so that it is perfect, and the committee will see that it’s a good idea. I finally got that sent to my boss on Thursday.
But maybe you just come here for the running. I didn’t make notes last week so I will do my best to recreate from my Strava.
Monday the 22nd was windy. Shocking, I know. I got 6 miles done around the river.
I did not run Tuesday the 23rd. When the wind is gusting over 60mph it doesn’t even make sense to try to run. Since I was up at 4am (my normal wake up time) I did a weight workout and yoga before heading to work. It was nice to be relaxed getting ready for work instead of my normal running around like a crazy person to get ready in 30 minutes or less.
Wednesday the 24th there was no wind, no snow, and no traffic if my Strava title is to be believed. I got 10 miles done before being at work to teach an 8am class so I must have let pretty early. My routine is to get up, listen to Up First podcast by NPR and The Daily while I drink my coffee. The only time that differs is if The Daily is interviewing children. I have zero interest in listening to interviews with children. People often find my general disdain for children confusing since I love teaching at the elementary school. I love teaching and I love building relationships, I do not love children in general. I think they are disrespected and treated like crap for the most part and that makes me sad, but I don’t want to sit next to them at a restaurant.
On Thursday the 25th my Strava title says that it was cold but beautiful out. That must mean there was no wind because I didn’t even run by the river.
Friday the 26th I clearly remember! The other part of my daily routine is after I listen to my podcasts and drink my coffee, I go poop. Despite feeling like I needed to go, nothing was happening. I left for my run but the feeling that I needed to poop would not go away. I thought going home and trying again about mile 2 or so but kept running. I did decide not to stray far from my house. Good thing because I suddenly hit a point where I really had to go. I think I had a little less than a mile to my house and I was not sure I would make it. It was close! I thought I might be able to get back out the door for a few miles, but I was in the bathroom for a while. It was pure joy! If you have never had a poop so good that it makes your whole day awesome, I feel sorry for you.
Saturday the 27th was meant to be my long run day. I managed 18 before I couldn’t take it anymore. Which was quite impressive because I really didn’t think I would get very many miles. There is a neighborhood on the other side of town from me. That means it is a whole 4 miles away from my apartment. But it’ s a great neighborhood to run in. It’s one of the few places where I see a lot of runners so I must not be the only person to think this. I did take a new route and make an connection of a streets that I know but I didn’t know connected to each other.
Sunday the 28th I thought I knew the weekly total but would find out I was wrong later. Light snow had fallen in the evening on Saturday but then the skies cleared and that meant it was bitterly cold on Sunday. And of course, the ever present wind was blowing and driving me insane. I really wanted 70 to 80 miles but ended up with 67 miles. Good enough, I guess.
My yoga streak has come to an end twice now. I can't seem to get myself to practice at home. I miss Phoenix yoga so much! Can someone please move here and open a hot yoga studio that is fun and plays decent music?
Unrelated to running, two of three appliances in my apartment broke. The washer wasn’t such a big deal I was fortunate that it broke as I finished my last load of laundry. The refrigerator broke a few hours after I bought $150 worth of groceries. Good news, there is a banquet facility on the second floor of my building, so I was able to move my food to the kitchen down there. I’m not going to lie though, going down there in the dark to get my food feels a little horror film waiting to happen.
On Friday I happen to come home when there was a guy here to take a look at the fridge. The report is that it will take some time to get the part. I will be taking part in the horror film kitchen situation until at least Friday. After the guy left there was water dripping from the water dispenser. Interesting, since the fridge is not dispensing water. I stick a towel under the dispenser and then have my back to the fridge while I am in a Zoom meeting for about half an hour. When I get up from the meeting there is a pool of water all over my kitchen. I put clean up the water and rush downstairs to ask my landlord to ask about the water turn off. (Luckily he is in the building.) Maybe I should have just looked behind the fridge, but I wasn’t thinking straight. When I get back upstairs to deal with the water, I facetime Norm to help me. Why did I think turning the water off would be complicated? This should be easy, but the even with the water off there is water dripping from what Norm tells me is the supply line. I tell my landlord and he called a plumber who comes to take care of things.
I am back in dissertation classes and back being angry with Grand Canyon University. Because I have been out of class for a few months I did not know that they had changed to a new proposal format and I am no longer grandfathered into APA 6th edition. This means I paid them money to work on changing the format of everything which I could have done with it paying for a class. I paid for feedback and am stuck in a situation where I am not getting feedback. I have said this before and I will say it again, go anywhere but GCU for your PhD because there love to take your money and couldn’t care less about actually working with people to finish their dissertation. It would have been so easy for my advisor to tell me that all of this was happening so that I would know that I should work on making format changes before paying for a class. I thought I was starting a class with a proposal that was ready to start getting feedback from my committee.
Any remaining free time was spent writing syllabi for two classes I proposed at the college. The one calls, Psychology of Gender, I have taught before and has been taught at the school so that was pretty easy to put together. The other, Psychology in Film, isn’t taught many places and is something I have wanted to do for a long time. Since I am creating this from scratch it takes a lot of time. I want the class to be approved so I spend a lot of time on the syllabi so that it is perfect, and the committee will see that it’s a good idea. I finally got that sent to my boss on Thursday.
But maybe you just come here for the running. I didn’t make notes last week so I will do my best to recreate from my Strava.
Monday the 22nd was windy. Shocking, I know. I got 6 miles done around the river.
I did not run Tuesday the 23rd. When the wind is gusting over 60mph it doesn’t even make sense to try to run. Since I was up at 4am (my normal wake up time) I did a weight workout and yoga before heading to work. It was nice to be relaxed getting ready for work instead of my normal running around like a crazy person to get ready in 30 minutes or less.
Wednesday the 24th there was no wind, no snow, and no traffic if my Strava title is to be believed. I got 10 miles done before being at work to teach an 8am class so I must have let pretty early. My routine is to get up, listen to Up First podcast by NPR and The Daily while I drink my coffee. The only time that differs is if The Daily is interviewing children. I have zero interest in listening to interviews with children. People often find my general disdain for children confusing since I love teaching at the elementary school. I love teaching and I love building relationships, I do not love children in general. I think they are disrespected and treated like crap for the most part and that makes me sad, but I don’t want to sit next to them at a restaurant.
On Thursday the 25th my Strava title says that it was cold but beautiful out. That must mean there was no wind because I didn’t even run by the river.
Friday the 26th I clearly remember! The other part of my daily routine is after I listen to my podcasts and drink my coffee, I go poop. Despite feeling like I needed to go, nothing was happening. I left for my run but the feeling that I needed to poop would not go away. I thought going home and trying again about mile 2 or so but kept running. I did decide not to stray far from my house. Good thing because I suddenly hit a point where I really had to go. I think I had a little less than a mile to my house and I was not sure I would make it. It was close! I thought I might be able to get back out the door for a few miles, but I was in the bathroom for a while. It was pure joy! If you have never had a poop so good that it makes your whole day awesome, I feel sorry for you.
Saturday the 27th was meant to be my long run day. I managed 18 before I couldn’t take it anymore. Which was quite impressive because I really didn’t think I would get very many miles. There is a neighborhood on the other side of town from me. That means it is a whole 4 miles away from my apartment. But it’ s a great neighborhood to run in. It’s one of the few places where I see a lot of runners so I must not be the only person to think this. I did take a new route and make an connection of a streets that I know but I didn’t know connected to each other.
Sunday the 28th I thought I knew the weekly total but would find out I was wrong later. Light snow had fallen in the evening on Saturday but then the skies cleared and that meant it was bitterly cold on Sunday. And of course, the ever present wind was blowing and driving me insane. I really wanted 70 to 80 miles but ended up with 67 miles. Good enough, I guess.
My yoga streak has come to an end twice now. I can't seem to get myself to practice at home. I miss Phoenix yoga so much! Can someone please move here and open a hot yoga studio that is fun and plays decent music?
