Monday, the first of 9 straight days of working. The price of getting my days off for World Cup Race. Oh well I do get 5 days off at the end of this stint.
I seem to be struggling with moody, obnoxious teenagers at the moment. I lost it this morning and it always seems to be a battle of wills when there's a disagreement. I try and not get so worked up I yell but that doesn't seem to be happening of late. I have my doc's appointment on Friday so I will be talking to him about this. It is really bothering me. If I can win an argument without yelling, I will be the winner. It always builds to a crescendo and I break. The goal is not to break. I wonder if I can do it.
I tried to get to work early to get a run in but the wind was so strong I doubt I would have got any use in actually going out in it. 15 minutes to run and get changed, hardly worth it. I hope the wind dies down tonight so I can run after my swim.
Weather didn't improve much so got the swim set in but couldn't really manage the run. I hope that things settle down soon and that the doc has some better ideas that can help me calm a bit.
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