day 188: sore but flying by

I gave my healing tendon a workout today. First with wall balls (which I only slightly toed up on), then a mad dash in the rain (I forgot I wasn’t supposed to run until the third step when *twinge*), and finally a play stance with the boom (I had to get the ball!).

Hopefully the stress proves to make it stronger.

I am aghast that the weekend is over. This evening is the last before my final week of carderwork. Three years ago yesterday, I mounted the stairs to the second floor of Building 18 to make my first acquaintance with KT-the-whine-y-wimp. For a full year I complained to myself, day by day, hour by hour, and yes, minute by second by blink. What a year I wasted. Then I went on a whirlwind tour of hydrodynamics and surface-ship-testing and wave-finding and model-building with that very same bad attitude. Then I got married to one Mr. A. Then I didn’t go to the University of Texas Austin to study Astrophysics. Then I switched from hydro to acoustics. Then I liked my boss but still kind of wasted time. Then I figured I wanted to become an orthopedic surgeon. Then life slowed down and sped up all at the SAME TIME HOW DOES IT DO THAT?

And now here I am, on the precipice between old and new, drowning and surfing. And maybe, having most of it and losing it all.

Everything will be okay.

Hello new chapter of KT’s life.




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