I admit, I am a control freak. People who know me know this and can probably emphasize a little. Control freaks do flock together a bit. So far this summer has been very trying as I feel I have little to no control over anything--to the point that in my father's car I can't even roll down my window myself because the controls are broken. It's enough to drive one insane.
I am trying with the whole- gotta have faith thing. My new mantra is that everything will just work out. It will. It has to....
Today was eventful because I got bicycle shoes and clip on pedals. I feel like a real biker now. It's great. Now I just need to get on some long rides again.
My other big accomplishment included some investigative sleuthing. I suspected that someone in our neighborhood had acquired a piece of playground equipment from my elementary school. MJ- it was on the third and fouth grade side- the green bars. All the girls (maybe some boys?) would vy for the third level bar because you could easily hook one leg around and flip around it. Because I wasn't exactly gymnast material I would go for the lowest bar because I couldn't do flips on it because of the level and not my lack of skill, but alas I digress. If my hypothesis regarding my neighbor's acquisition was true, then I also put together that the elementary school must have also bought all new equipment. As I was testing out the new pedals, I took a detour to the elementary school playground where I saw all the new equipment, including a rock climbing wall. I was right. :)
Yeah, there's not much to do in PE, let me tell you.