Wednesday: Pure Barre, Run, Bike and Pink Eyevan

So, Pink Eyevan has put a real kink in both of our schedules. Because Ivan started out the day with a fever plus a most unattractive eye situation, we could not go to swim OR ANYWHERE. ANYWHERE AT ALL. I am many things, but I am not the type to tote about a sickly child spreading the funk all over the territory. Ivan was both sickly and bored. He was feverish, but he wanted to run around, then he wanted to cry, then he wanted milk, then he wanted juice. He refused to take his baby generic Tylenol, and then, inexplicably, he wanted to take it and take it he did, he consistently refused and fought, AS IF FOR HIS LIFE, against his eye drops. So it has been that kind of day. I have never looked so forward to nap time as I looked forward to today's nap time, and that seems to be the only pleasant part of two year old sickness: the long nap.

No swim today, because of the Pink Eye situation, so I had to hang out at the house and I was hoping for evening swim to work out. I got in a Pure Barre DVD workout, and I folded laundry like a madman. I did a bit of needlepointing and finished watching This Emotional Life.

This Emotional Life is a three part documentary that I have been chipping away at since last week. It is all about how prisoners of war, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder suffers, and cancer survivors define happiness. It explored Asbergers and depression, rage disorders and Reactive Attachment Disorders. It was simply fascinating, and I felt that I learned a lot. John McEnroe talked about his anger, Chevy Chase spoke openly about feeling friendless, and people with every type of life difficulty and marital strife and loss of a loved one spoke about the way they conquered and survived. I loved it and you must put it on your netflix cue and take notes while you watch it. It enriched my life.

Now, my husband headed out to bike in the afternoon and at the eleventh hour, I got an invitation to bike with my friend Kennette on the trace. I accepted, because my bike situation is bleak, and I MUST START CARVING TIME FROM MY SCHEDULE TO BIKE. I shuffled Ivan into the jog stroller and sprinted a quick three miles before trading off with my husband and heading off to meet Kennette. We road as hard as we could for an hour, and I felt really pleased about the whole thing. It seemed that I had taken the bull by the horns and forced a ride into my schedule. Because I reward myself with food, I stopped at Yogurt World on the way home and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

So a great day, and I will have you know that I made pistachio encrusted chicken tenders for dinner with brussel sprouts and asparagus. It was delicious and so Donna Reed - dinner and laundry. Now, maybe a shower didn't happen and maybe, just maybe I wore my PJs all day, but I had all the other parts right and you can only have so many accomplishments in one day.