Test day.

Wide awake at 3 A.M.

Best laid plans tend to be foiled.

Easier to just enjoy the moment and live minute by minute.

Wide awake at 3 A.M

It could be because I had a niacin prickly heat flush wake me up.

Waiting for the Benadryl to kick in for that.

Wide awake at 3 A.M.

It could be because of the cramps. The lovely, lovely cramps.

Waiting for the Midol to kick in for that.

It could be from the unplanned breast biopsy making it hard to find a comfy position to sleep.

Waiting for the test results for that.

Wide awake at 3 A.M.

Plans to go for a wog to shake off the test anxiety unexpectedly foiled.

Plans to conquer the world temporarily on hold.

Until 4 A.M. at least 😉

One way or another all these will be over and I will conquer. I will have my revenge. I will be stronger. I will sleep once again.

Wide awake at 3 A.M.

I am sure by this entry it is obvious.

Best laid plains can be foiled. Make the best of each moment. Life is flexible. So must I be. ❤


Funny how simple words can change the feeling and emotion and thought process of everything.

Words my Dr. said to me today:

“You do NOT have permission to worry about that yet!”

“your weight is beautiful”

“blood pressure is right on”

“You should have a glass of wine with dinner tonight so you can relax”

“Why are you here again? You are doing so well.”

I have a lot on my plate right now. The TEST. Test results from an appointment earlier this week. My last grandparent in the hospital.

I need to refocus and put revenge wogging back on my plate.

After the glass of wine of course.

I love my doctor.

I started on the wine yesterday.

Words..Can’t live with them. Can’t live without them.


my test is this Saturday.

Today I officially put all my textbooks away.

If I don’t know it by now, I never will.

My head is a jumble of VO max thresholds, transtheoretical modes, RICE, PRICE, CONFRONT, Tanaka and Monahan formulas and other mumble jumble that is important to reach my goals.

I have decided that age IS a factor in learning and it IS really hard to teach an old dog new tricks.

I am done. Possibly burnt out. If I pass, that is wonderful. If not I will try again in a few months.

No matter, I am going to get back to working out, and revenge, and wogging and blogging.

This is the test.