Monday High- I totally rocked my pottery class, making THREE actual bowls that in a few short weeks, once they've been fired and glazed, I will be enjoying any number of bowl needing foods out of them. I am positive that ice cream will taste sweeter, macaroni cheesier, and soup, um, soupier, knowing that my hands created the bowl that I'm eating out of. Also, I made my dreamy pottery teacher laugh several times, which was a nice addition to my successful evening of potting.
Tuesday Low- Started as a high, as I congratulated myself on working out with such great intensity. There I was running, sweating, feeling the burn. And then I looked over and realized that the woman next to me was going significantly faster than I was and she was at LEAST 6 months pregnant. So obviously, I increased my speed and secretly started racing her. Until she beat me... by a lot... without really even trying... and while simultaneously growing a child inside of her. Fine. I was going faster than the old guy to my left though. So, in terms of fitness, I would say I'm somewhere between crypt keeper and pregnant woman. I think that's a low. Whatever.
Wednesday High- For the second time in a very short amount of time I'm rocking the dress pants and heals. I feel very business-y and hardcore. It seems a little silly to dress up for myself, but at the same time, I feel powerful and professional and ready to make some deals, talk numbers, and command a room. Yes, the room is my office, and yes, I am the only one here. But I am totally empowered.
It's sunny and the breeze is blowing and life is good. I'm glad I'm not in the woods right now, but I am definitely missing it more by the day. Yesterday, my camp director friend M and I were talking about how we can both feel camp pulling us a little more each day. It's not a bad feeling.
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