A Hard Day's Night

A summary of the work week from hell:

Sunday - 10 hrs
Monday - 10 hrs
Tuesday - 18 hrs (look at that! I worked a whole "week" in one day!)
Wednesday - 10 hrs
Thursday - a normal 8 hours

And, I'm only part time. But no, it was a great experience, and due to a turn of events, our project will continue for a few weeks. I learned a lot; I had a running list of things that I wanted to write about in head but I think it's disappeared due to lack of sleep.

I have never worked so hard at a job before... or for so long. I discovered my prison bitch name (Bruce); we watched boohbah on the cove wall (thanks to a dooce entry I sent to will); I discovered that boys will not read, even when told when and where to do so; I really don't like complainer moochers (this we already knew); Elise's chiming clock SUCKS (it's reallly long and I definitely remember the 4 am chime but not the 3, 5 or 6am ones); I probably have eaten enough junk and crap the past week to ruin any working out I have done in my life ever; my stomach does not handle a lot of coffee well; I ATE LUNCH WITH AN ASTRONAUT!!!! (Don Pettit), Space is kinda cool, but NASA still sucks (organizationally, anyway); being at work for 18 hours straight makes me very giggly; I can understand why people say "I need a beer" at the end of a hard day; and the list goes on...

One great thing that happened was that I was getting the usual questionare from Doc regarding grad school and Dr. Kirby walked up and began singing my praises. That made my day! Hopefully that was my ticket into the program, because I'm really enjoying the experience.

I'm sure I'll have more thoughts on all of this as my brain begins to turn back on (which it will do hopefully before my mse take home test is due tomorrow).

The Tip of the Iceberg

I worked today. On a Sunday. From 9-5. And that's only the beginning. Hopefully I will be superly organized and productive this next week.... because I have no other option. Dr. Kirby has already written emails to have me excused from class Tuesday-Thursday.

So... this week
Monday: @work at 830am. Lcc 920-1030. Work like a mad woman. THEY (NASA) arrive at 3pm. Hopefully home by 7 for a bike ride.

Tuesday: @work at 7am. Work like a mad woman... until Wednesday?

Wednesday: @work.... sometime... all day? Hopefully won't work too late

Thursday: @work... probably a somewhat late night... at some point must do my MSE test

Friday: DAY OFF!!

I guess it's good that John L. is out of town because now I'm not tempted to stay up til 3am chatting with him. Will told me that he doesn't want to hear of any "not-sleeping" this week. I guess I agree. I'm sad that it'll be such a crazy week because that means all sort of unhealthy things... lack of sleep, bad food, tons of caffeine, no time for workouts.

However, Friday I am planning on going on that elusive 60 mile ride that I've been attempting for weeks. :-p

As Michelle says... Tag, I'm it.

My Fortune

From Dinner tonight...

"The person you are thinking of is also thinking of you."

Hmm....

Oh...

"This is the start of something good, don't you agree?"

~Gavin DeGraw

Let the madness begin!

Well, this is the start of the craziness at work. I feel so behind already. I need to hurry and learn my techs tonight. Tomorrow hopefully won't be too late, but after Sunday I'll basically be out of commission for a few days.

On top of the work thing, I have an lcc paper due monday and an MSE take-home test to do sometime this week. Hopefully I'll get the MSE test done by Monday morning cause after that I won't even be going to class. :-p

When I got home today I was very motivated to get my work done, but now it has left and I'm back in a funk. I understand my funk... but I don't want to be in it. My new cycling friend said something very wise today...

"Life is Completely Random yet Everything Happens for a Reason"

So... is my situation random? Did I not put myself in it and keep pushing it? I did enter into it with the best intentions, and now I am confused. I never thought that I could be having thoughts like these. Perhaps nothing is really going on and I've just surprised myself by even thinking the things I have been...

At the same time, half of the things are completely irrational. Could be that this "situation" doesn't even exist. And I must be crazy. Maybe this is another character test... haven't I grown enough this year already?!?!

Now that I've completely confused everyone... time to be productive!

The Best Ride Ever!

Well, definitely top 3 anyway. Today I met up with a new guy from Tech to ride around Dunwoody. We started doing one of the loops that I usually do. And then we kept going... and going... until 2 hours later we had covered 26 miles of hilly terrain. I'm not sure about him, but that's the longest hilly ride I've ever done.

I had such a great time. I didn't realize what a difference good company makes! He's a really cool guy and I'm looking forward to doing some more riding with him. Bad thing is I am definitely slower than him... and will be even more so (or... he will be much faster) when he gets his nice bike. What is it with boys getting nice bikes and leaving me behind? :-p

I realized how much I love meeting and getting to know new people. Maybe it's from the absence of so many people (summer, graduation, other reasons). But, as usual, when I meet new people I get superly excited about them. Let's hope this time things go better than some others. :-p

Anyway, that bike ride came just in time. After all the trouble I've been having, a super fun day was exactly what I needed. Amazing how what we need is always there, huh? :-)

Confusion/Weirdness

I have no idea where the fascination comes from or why I am so intrigued. This has happened twice before... except for some reason this time it's different. But, my thoughts are completely illogical...

Who knows, maybe I'm just at the bottom of one of those "waves" that they talk about in Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus (yep, another self-help book. it was very useful during the breakups).

I can't really elaborate because 1)I'm not really sure if I understand it myself, 2) I don't want people who I care about who read this to get the wrong idea and 3) I don't want the people who read this who I don't trust to know details about my life.

I guess time will tell...

There has also been weirdness on my bike. Today's ride was infinitely better than the past two but I am still not completely comfortable. I hate that next week will be really busy at work... that means I won't get to ride every day. Not that I do right now anyway... :-p But next week I won't even have the option.

(Chiropractic) Healing

I took the week off from my bike because of my back. Tuesday I was riding and my right side started to cramp up so badly that I had to come home earlier than I planned. Yesterday I visited the chiropractor. It was a different experience than my previous with chiropractic care. My last chiropractor was extremely expensive, never saw the end of care, and believed that an adjustment could fix everything (to the point that her daughter had a stroke and is now disabled due to lack of medical care).

Yesterday I went to Regina's chiropractor. She had told me that it was a different experience. I told him what had been bothering me, got on the table and he started to "assess" what was going on. He would tell me to resist him, then ask me a question or tell me to think of something, then repeat the resisting thing. The connection between mental and physical is amazing. When I was weak about something, he would tell me to close my eyes, look to a side, breathe out, and think of something weird like "love plus 10." I'm not sure if I really understood, but it made me able to resist him. Anyway, he adjusted my neck, my right shoulder and the right side of my back. I guess I'll see tomorrow on the bike how it feels.

He said I had been under pro-longed stress. No, really? And I realized that I have a lot of frustration associated with the past and with my injuries/health. I realized throughout the rest of the day how much I have held in and how much resentment goes along with it. I guess I need to work on that. Maybe I should look into therapy. I'm going back next Saturday... at least he can help me with my back.

I really liked that he believes strongly the connection between mental and physical health. He also spoke of excercise and eating/living a healthy lifestyle. I completely agree.

I'm excited about being able to work out this week. I am currently icing my right leg, which has also been bothering me for the past few weeks. I'm not sure how I managed to get shin splints... one of the reasons I love cycling is that it is low impact!

This weekend was good. Dr. Kirby sent us all home early Friday. I'm anticipating a superly busy next few weeks. Will and I went swimming, then out to dinner. Saturday we went to the pool also and today I played outside for a long time with Alden and Kaya. I love being outside.

Here's hoping I have a new cycling buddy soon!

A few of my favorite things...

My favorite kids


My favorite guy...


My favorite cyclists...

Frustration

Saturday was by far the worst bike ride I have ever been on. I don't mind a strenous or challenging ride. Those are not the things that make a ride bad. I have been have problems with my shoes recently and just overall comfort on my bike and Saturday was just awful. I was really disappointed because it was warm and rainy and I love riding in the rain. Will tried to help me assess my form and guided me through some pedaling drills but that didn't provide any answers to my right foot problem. Then, he made a comment about how my seat was positioned. I changed it and haven't been comfortable since.

I hate being so frustrated with it because I really do enjoy riding. I discovered that it is my quiet time. My time to myself when no one else is around and I can be immersed in my thoughts... or not, depending on how I feel (except when I'm riding with Will... in which case it's an enjoy the view sort of ride).

I have a list of ideas as to what is going on, so hopefully I will get to the bottom of things soon. I hope that the discomfort doesn't deter me from my "stepping it up" goals.

Today's ride was cut short by cramping in my back. Saturday's visit to the Chiropractor won't arrive soon enough.

Making a Difference

God's timing is always interesting... sometimes funny, sometimes not. Today Will broke his bike (the frame). Interesting after our weekend trip to the bike store and my trying to convince him to consider buying a new bike. Apparently God agrees with me :-p

Now for the deep stuff...

Perhaps it comes from my background, but I have always, always been really sensitive about poverty around the world and contributing to society (by either donating time, money or both). As compared to the life I would have led in Brazil, I am extremely extremely blessed. It's very easy to forget that. Now, I always have this soft spot because those are my roots. Many people rarely ever see outside the United States, and if they do get to travel it is often to first world countries. I remember how affected I was upon returning from my mission trip in Jamaica. The feelings are difficult. They can range from guilt to confusion (why was I fortunate enough to be born where I was) to even anger (why aren't we doing more).

Tonight I was watching Primetime Live on Brad Pitt with my mom. He spoke of his travels to Africa and all the problems there ( Aids epidemic, lack of food and education, lack of medicine). As the richest nation in the world, the United States is one of the stingiest donators. And, frankly, there is no excuse for that. The campaign he is supporting is trying to change the state of Africa within our lifetimes. I feel there is no excuse not to.

It seems so daunting. There are so many causes... from aids to cancer to poverty to rebel fighters in countries across the world to women who still don't have rights to saving the environment. How do you choose one? How do you know you'll make a difference? How can one person make a significant difference? Sure I donate my blood. Sure I raised some money for Ovarian Cancer. Sure I donated my time to orphans in Jamaica. Those deeds are barely the tip of the iceberg.

What makes me so sad is that so many people (and so many politicians) choose to ignore what is going on in the world. Who cares if you ruin a wildlife reserve? Who cares if we don't donate more, the US isn't responsible for the rest of the world, we have our own problems here.

I wish I could reach all those people somehow and give them perspective. The government here, though not without its (increasing) amount of problems, doesn't persecute you. You have food and a place to sleep. Many of us have educations. And our families. A good chance at survival. Safety, security, comfort. Here, people have the luxury of not taking their prescribed medicines. Other places, they struggle all their lives for a teaspoonful of cough syrup. We complain about gas prices and commute times. I wish everyone would just band together to make a difference. I know it is difficult to choose where to start but the point is to start.

A Selfish Thought

This week is the blood drive at Tech. I like to donate as frequently as possible, but this time I've decided not to (shocking, I know!) The reason is because donating takes me out of the working out loop for awhile or keeps me from doing any vigorous excercise. This time I've decided to make excercising my priority and skip the drive. Is that really selfish? With a 60 mile ride planned for Sunday, I don't think I can afford to be missing any blood.

In other news the bond on one of my broken teeth fell off yesterday while I was brushing my teeth (and I wasn't even brushing that particular tooth at the time!) That makes me really irritated. My appointment with the dentist is next Thursday, but hopefully I can go sooner.

So Atlanta seems to have settled into the pattern of afternoon thunderstorms that I remember from every time I had a 4-6pm flight schedule (J. Scott argued that no such thing exists, but I guess this week proves me right). Which kinda stinks, because it makes riding difficult (riding in the rain = lots of fun; riding in hail = i don't even want to try it). So, I'm waiting for the current storm to clear out a little so I can go out.

Yesterday I stayed on campus after work. The plan was for Will to fix my bike and then we would go to the Silver Comet so he could check my form (I am having serious trouble with my right shoe :-p) Well, it took longer to fix than we thought (although, it's back to shifting how it was before but we've determined that there is a fundamental problem with my left shifter) and then there was a huge storm over the silver comet, so it ended up being a rest day for both of us. I like those.

Ok, it's just about stopped thundering so off I go!

Ah the Weekend

Shortly after I wrote my last post I went downstairs where I found a fortune that someone had left out from our Chinese food. It says "Education is a process of living, not a preparation for future living." Hmmm. I think someone is trying to tell me something.

Fortunately the rain stopped this weekend. That was exciting. Friday I was going to go to work for just a little bit after which I would head out for my afternoon of children, but I woke up so tired that I imed Mike (my carpool buddy) and asked if I could bail (turns out he was excited... he wanted to go back to sleep. My body just said no that morning (I try to be good about listening to it). My allergies/sinusitis had been acting up all week so I took majorly strong medicine the night before, PLUS I was recovering from a pretty difficult workout (my toughest workout day) so I decided a little extra sleep would be a good idea. No kidding! I slept for another 3 hours :-p

I cleaned a little then headed out to take Riley swimming. The weather was bad, of course, so we ended up hanging out here at my house for a little (she was fascinated with all the cats and by blowing bubbles). She scared me though... she didn't wait like I asked her to and took a fall off the top step outside... I thought I was going to have to make a trip to the hospital! Fortunately she was ok.

Alden and Kaya came over afterward. I played with them outside, fed the dinner, gave them a bath and stuck them in bed to watch Pirates of the Caribbean with my dad. Afterwards Will and I went out to dinner and came back for a long night's sleep.

Saturday was messed up. First we went to go play at the new Performance Bike store that opened in Dunwoody. I convinced will to try one of the carbon bikes they had in stock to see if it was all that he thought it would be (it was). Hopefully I will be able to convince him to get one soon. But, it was fun to play at the bike store for awhile. I was looking forward to going to Locomotion in the Garden
with him after his Engine Design stuff but he got held up with it. So, I hung out with John for a little, then we went out to dinner. Then was the fun part! We met up with Alex and Brian at Startime in Roswell and played for a few hours! We played Mini Golf and basketball and other games. Good times.

This morning Will and I got up at the butt crack of dawn to go to the Silver Comet. We rode for about 3 hours then came back here and spent the rest of the day napping and playing with the kids (pictures also to come sometime). Now I have to somehow motivate myself to do my MSE take home test.

The point of recapping everything was to say... that weekends are so much better than weekdays. But, Will says we wouldn't know hot if we didn't have cold to compare it with, which I think is a good point. I had a lot of fun with him this weekend. We talked about a lot of stuff. We revisited some of the events from this past semester and we also talked politics. It was fun :-) I especially enjoyed playing in the bike store. And riding. Oh well, here comes another week... my goal for this week: ride my bike a lot! (even though my shoes suck!)

Life in the Fast Lane

There are times when I think that I want life to just hurry up so I can get this school stuff over with and get on with "living" (whatever that means) and there are others when I wish it would slow down because I know it will all continue to rush by.

I had a hurry up moment the other day. I found out that a friend from high school, who I am still friends with but amidst the craziness of Tech (she's an ID major) we've lost touch, is getting married next month. The last time we hung out was at Six Flags night. She was wearing a ring that night, but said it wasn't her engagement ring. It was hard to explain the feeling that I got. I all of a sudden wanted to forget about grad school and get a job and start working on that life that I've always imagined I'll end up with.

Then, I guess some perspective catches up with me. Do I really want time to hurry by? Won't I wish for these minutes back later on, when times speeds by at an even faster rate? I think so. My challenge now is to enjoy where I am and make every day valuable. To look forward to what lies ahead without taking today for granted. It's going to be tough.

I go through these phases. As compared to some, I think I'm a pretty low maintenance girl... except when it comes to jewlery. I LOVE nice jewlery. And because of all the marriage/engagement talks happening, I've been amusing myself online again. Poor Will has gotten to hear about all of it... he now (almost) knows my taste... at least my current taste. I know this phase will pass. But it is exciting to think that someday it will happen.

I have been very busy (of course). Work has been taking a lot of my time, but it has been interesting. Some pretty important NASA people were at ASDL this past Thursday for a meeting, but unfortunately I missed a good part of it because I had to work on something they wanted to take back with them. I did get to watch Doc do his Jedi Mind tricks on him (we all decided he is Yoda - he has a green laser pointer) and score some more deals with them. Now I will be working on an Air Force thing.

Alden and Kaya were here both Friday and Sunday. Alden brought his new bike and Will and I took him to practice riding it. It is so cute to see Will interact with him. I will post pictures soon. Sunday we were watching OLN and everytime a cyclist was on the TV Kaya would point and say "Uncle Will!" That was really cute too.

Saturday I went swimming with Alex, Brian, Lucas and Will. We had a good time. Brian is really funny when he opens up. And Alex is always amusing, of course. We are now interracial opposite sex cousins.

Here comes another week...

Boredom

I have had absolutely nothing to do at work today. Dr. Kirby is up at NASA and we're (me, Elise, Sarah - the planning matrix team) on hold until she gets back. Yesterday when we asked for more to do Nando said he would give us something but of course that never happened (wait - I learned that lesson last summer!) so here I am. I got in this morning, checked email, read the news, when to class, went to lunch with Will Randall, now I'm back just waiting til it's a decent time to head up to Roswell (so I miss Colin 's wake-up crankiness). What is it with cranky boys named Colin? I wish I had remembered my MSE book but by the time I did I was on the on-ramp to the highway.

Anyway, I am in a cube for the summer, so that is pretty nice. I share with Jason, which is even nicer. We have fun iming (even though I can turn around and poke him... which I do) and goofing around.

I've actually been getting into the swing of things pretty well but I am still slow in the morning and getting to bed. New rule: no sugar close to bed time. Yesterday my dad brought home brazilian desserts, so I had to try one (so he wouldn't feel bad) and I think it kept me up late. Yesterday was also messed up. The morning was awesome cause it took me no time to get to work, but I paid for that in the afternoon. An accident about 8 miles from my exit on 285 shut down practically everything so that it took me 45 minutes to drive 4 miles (from the bridge to 285 from 85 N to the Chamblee Dunwoody exit to my house). So my bike ride was late so dinner was late so everything was messed up and my body didn't wind down until about 1230am (which wouldn't be bad if I didn't have to get up at 645).

I have gotten to work out the past two days so that's cool, because I want to get back to where I was (and go beyond that) before I got sick. Tuesday I was able to make it up the big hill (largest, steepest hill ever that I was only able to walk up with Will just a few weeks ago) but then my ride had to be shorter because my legs were dead. Yesterday was more moderate, but I still can tell how much ground I lost in the past few weeks.

This weekend will consist of biking, pool time (hopefully with Alex and Steve), babysitting, and the kids on Sunday. If Star Wars isn't too violent I'll take Alden to watch it. If it is oh well.

Isn't Summer Supposed to be Less Busy?

So... summer is here. For the past 2 weeks I have been trying to cram my stuff into my room at home. True that it is maybe 1.5 times the size of a dorm room, but it already has a lot of stuff in it. However, I think I'm mostly done. It's disheartening that I will move it all out again in a few months and shove it into another tiny room only to move it again in December. I enjoy being at home because of Piper, the food and being able to watch Ellen Degeneres in the evening. I also like Dunwoody for bike riding. I don't like the commute and not having a ton of channels. But I still get OLN, which is vital for the summer. I miss Alex and her craziness and it brightens my day (because I bust out laughing) to find emails from her with the subject of PENIS in my Inbox.

I have mostly been working the past two weeks and trying to get into what my summer schedule will be. I hope to ride my bike everyday and get in bed by 1030 (that is my rule... I am allowed to read if I'm in bed by 1030, no go if it's any later). So far I have already read The Notebook and The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks. Beautiful books but man did I cry a lot! Now I am reading Living History by Hillary Rodham Clinton, which is awesome! Coming up next is the Shopaholic Series, The Hitchhiker's guide to the Universe, and some book J.T. recommended. If you would like to add to my list, let me know!

Work has been fairly busy and will pick up even more since we just got awarded this NASA thing (sorry, it's proprietary) and it's due by early July. Hopefully I will get to meet Dr. Griffin, head of NASA. Since all the grad students are gone for the summer Dr. Kirby hired a ton of people which means Will, Jason Liles and Alex's Brian will all be working there this summer. It's going to be tons of fun! Too bad I have to go to class in the middle of it all :-p If only there was a way to only work this summer and still graduate in the fall (oh wait... there is... but i'm not doing it).

Today I ran into problems with financial aid, then I ran into problems with Revonda Mullis. The ASDL came to my rescue with the financial aid stuff (allowing me to register for research hours) but Lexie still called Revonda a "silly cow". That's hilarious...and true. I feel like the rest of undergrad is now on the back burner and I'm just biding my time til I get to be a grad student there.

This past week was eventful since I broke two teeth (currently have bonds, will need porcelain veneers in the future), my sister moved home, I met my brother's new girlfriend (blonde, as usual) and I had to deal with the AE department. I think that's enough excitement for one week. I was able to get almost completely caught up on my gilmore girls, although I missed this week's :-(

"It Starts With De....

...and ends in lusional." That was Will's comment about my (sucky) roommate Carol after last night. But, before I explain what happened, let me explain my thoughts and expectations.

In high school there was a large gap between my maturity level and that of some of my peers. I always assumed that it was because my school didn't have very high academic standards, so those that were lower on the totem pole were also more immature. I really looked forward to Tech. I thought (for some crazy reason) that because it was a smart school the maturity level would increase. Unfortunately I have discovered that in some cases it is not only the same as in high school but is even lower. Imagine my disappointment. Among some other examples (like Mr. Chief Engineer of my design group throwing a little tantrum - which included slamming things - when the proposal wasn't the way he wanted) what happened last night exactly fits the bill.

Since the first day I moved in the girl in the room immediately next to mine has not been nice. While Alex and Jen and I tried to be friendly to each other and tried to get to know each other, Carol was in denial about having roommates. She contributed nothing. I purchased everything for the bathroom, cleaned it, as well as took out her trash. I even turned the fire alarm off (that woke up everyone in the apartment) after her not so bright boyfriend set it off somehow and just left. Carol, in fact, disliked us so much that she would look the other way or even walk in a different direction to avoid us when she saw us.

Anyone who knows me knows that I do not like a moocher, and she is a moocher. But above that she is inconsiderate, particularly with her music. It has always been loud. I understand during the day, but she generally returns at 1am, turns it on, goes to bed late, then lets her alarm go off for 3 hours in the morning (which I can also hear) after which the music immediately starts back up (and it's almost never good music). Anyway...I mentioned to her once that it was loud. I saw no improvement. I suggested moving her subwoofer away from the wall that we share. No improvement.

Then, over Christmas break, Alex gets a message through Brian from the girls who live across from us (and are on the swim team) that she had been playing music so loud that she was disturbing them. I sent her an email about it.

The next semester saw no improvement (naturally). Since asking her, emailing her, and leaving her notes didn't work I resorted to banging on the wall. I didn't do this too often, but I did do it last night. Instead of the music getting softer, it go louder. I was about to go knock on her door to explain to her that I have been tired since August because I haven't been able to sleep well and that after the past few weeks I really would like to rest when she came out of the room and started yelling at me. She immediately started swearing and raising her voice (I'm beginning to think she may have a hearing problem - everything she does is loud). Among her accusations, she called all three of us Bitches for not including her and she yelled at me for not talking to her face to face. She said I had only mentioned the noise to her once, etc. Maybe she forgot that in this country your rights end as soon as you start start affecting the rights of others.

That's where the delusiconal comes in. Hopefully I don't have to explain how crazy all of her accusations were. This brings up another thing I have thought about - how different perceptions of the same situation can be depending on who you are. She seemed very irrational and even bordering on violent so I chose to leave and start the move out process a few days early. Will (who witnessed everything from day 1), showing off his wisdom and maturity (as usual), talked me through it. He hypothesized that she probably thinks many people in her life are "bitches" and that she can do no wrong. He also pointed out how she was not open to reasoning and was defensive from the beginning, as well as how she rejected very normal forms of communication. He tried to calm me down by saying that there will always be people like her in the world and that they will always end up flat on their faces and that I just have to let them bounce off of me instead of taking me down with them (good advice, I think). I just kept asking how people could be so inconsiderate and not realize it (his explanation was that she has probably been that way since birth).

I emailed our CA regarding quiet hours and as of today they are 24 hours. I forwarded the email to her and told her we would not hesitate to report her to housing. Jen told me that she had the music on pretty loudly earlier today.

So, here I am at home. I have not gotten to move everything (I just moved clothes today... and not all of them even!) so I will be around this week to monitor her. What gets to me is that this semester I have had many encounters with these sort of irational reasonings that just leave you wondering 'wtf?' It's almost laughable it's so ridiculous...

I am definitely looking forward to next year and having fun with my new roomies and the bestest roomie of all time (Alex!!!!)

Tour de Georgia 2005

This past weekend was AWESOME! I know that it was a once in a lifetime thing (that I hope to go to every year!) and that I will always remember it. I am going to try my best to put it into words, but I know I will never be able to do the feeling justice. So, here is my sorry attempt at preserving one of the most memorable weekends of my life..

Saturday, April 23

I decided to skip my Ovarian Cycle ride and go with Will, Sarah and some guys from the Cycling team to the Brasstown Bald stage. We all met up at 630am. After stopping in Roswell to let the Malloy's dogs out, we arrived at Brasstown around 9am and began our walk up (Sarah wasn't aware that we were going to be hiking :-p).


On our way up the mountain (spray paint from previous year)

We had checked the weather forecast, but as it turns out it was wrong. But, actually it wasn't that cold walking up. We ended up hitching a ride with someone up to the parking lot, where it was really cold. Then we headed up to the very top of the moutain where we met up with Colin, Pete and Richard. It was very foggy and humid (and cold) - Will was wearing shorts and Sarah had flip flops on :-p. We stayed in the tower for a long time because it was so cold outside. After awhile of trying to warm up and dry off we headed on down the mountain to claim our spot. We found the perfect place... it was a switchback where we could see the road below us (the plan was to get two glances of the cyclists). We stayed there for awhile, trying to decipher what a man was spray painting onto the road. After half an hour people walking up said "oh look, a strong arm" and after another 20 minutes Pete says "hey, the thing going through the arm that looks like a needle is a lance!" Anyway, as we got colder and colder we decided to walk down the mountain to find a warmer place. We ended up at the foot of the mountain, which was a pretty good spot. Since we were only about 1/2 mile away from the car, Will, Sarah and I went to go sit in the heat for awhile. We sat until we thought the riders were getting close, then headed back to the foot of the moutain where Colin was waiting. After more waiting (and waiting) and laughing at Ted from the Cycling team for showing up in a garbage bag on his bike, the minute car finally came through. At this point it was after 5pm. It was totally worth it, though. I was completely awestruck as the riders came through. I didn't really get a great view because I was looking through the camera and shivering, but now I have video! We headed down the road to watch the peloton pass, then got in the car, got some food and headed home.

Will and I turned right around and headed back to Startime in Roswell for Emily and Ben's Bday Whirly Ball thing. It was a lot of fun, but the combination of being up since 530 am and alcohol put me out like a light. We ended up staying in Dunwoody that night.

Sunday, April 24
As miserable as Saturday was, Sunday was that wonderful. We woke up after lots of sleep, played with Alden and Kaya a bit, then headed up to Haynes Bridge. Turns out it's only 15 minutes away from my parents house. We pulled into the parking lot just minutes after a car of guys from the Cycling team and headed across the street. While waiting for the trailer to be ready we wandered around the other trailer displays and even got to watch a BMX bike show. It was incredible to see guys upside down in mid-air!


Maaxis BMX Show

We also got to try a GE power test... first one to light up the top light wins a GE t-shirt!


Will and Reuben competing

Turns out the bike will was on had a lower resistance so it made it difficult to win on that one (which probably contributed to me beating Pete from the cycling team)
After that we headed to have lunch in the GE trailer (Will and the Cycling Team got VIP passes after agreeing to help with a GE Curriculum thing this summer). We had a VERY yummy lunch... red meat, chicken, cake, and they were even serving alcohol (although I stuck to the sweet tea). We watched some of the race on the jumbo tv thing, went around to get more free stuff (yay for free water bottles) then finally headed up to the top of the trailer to watch the race.


Will and the view from our VIP Seats at the GE trailer - finish line behind

The cars finally started coming through and the excitement was the same as Saturday... except much warmer and more comfortable!


And the gap closes...

Sunday was also better because the riders rode the circuit 6 times... which means 6x more viewing than Saturday (although they were going much faster). We even got to see the gap between the leaders and the peloton close to nothing. After the race finished, we watched some of the awards. It was interesting to see the two girls who ended up being Tour Hostesses. I was correct - one of them was a blonde. But, it occurred to me that they probably wanted the epitomy of an American girl to be standing there... and I am not it.

At one point - after they both kissed the first award winner - Will informed me that I "am glad" that I wasn't one of those girls otherwise I would be in trouble! :-p
We didn't say for the whole ceremony so that we could try and beat traffic. We did get to pass by the Discovery Team giving autographs and their team car as well, though.


Discovery Channel Team - Best Team



Will in front of the Discovery Channel Car

All in all, it was a truly incredible, fun weekend. I am glad I chose to spend all weekend doing that. It was fun to see all the famous (more or less) cyclists, to spend time with Will around his guy friends, and to just indulge in my new fascination of the sport. I can't wait til next year (where I will ride up Brasstown before the cyclists do) and I hope to make it to some of the larger European races later in life. For the mean time though, I am completely motivated to get back on my bike (after abscence due to sinus infections and senior design) and begin working towards racing some on my own. I'm not exactly sure how to describe all that I feel... I can only say that I am fascinated, awestruck and ready to dive in!

And I owe all of it to Will - his passion for everything that he does is inspiring and he has just been amazing. He is patient enough to not only let me intrude on his one "guy thing" but also answers all the questions I have. I am truly blessed to have someone who is so giving and inspiring.

The End is Here!

We presented our senior design project yesterday. I am so glad that I can stop thinking about that now. It's all I've done for the past few weeks and I'm pretty sick of it. I think the presentation went well though. We got a lot of picky questions from groups, so maybe that means our design is good. Or, it could mean that it is bad and they were trying to expose all the holes in our design. Either way, I'll be happy if the Archangel team doesn't win (mean, I know - but they were mean!)

Today the Senior Design lecture was about working in a large aerospace corporation and being good worker and advancing. I sat there somewhat in disbelief. I'm really old enough to be getting a lecture about how to deal with your first job after graduation? It feels like I blinked and now here I am, a senior. Weird.

So the summer plans are set. Among the things on my (very long) list that I will be doing: taking two classes, working a lot at the ASDL, finishing my pilot's license (I only have the tests left to take!), riding my bike a lot, possibly taking ballet classes, spending lots of time with all of my kids, doing lots of reading, Fridays at the pool, and my very favorite - living with all my kitties (and my parents)! Should be a good summer.

The thing that is not set yet is being YJFC President for the summer. I'm not sure what to do about this. Last summer I was secretary and ended up having to take care of almost everything...dealing with missing EC members (thanks Aaron S), planning fly-ins (thanks Seung), trying to find supplies (thanks Aaron W) and ferrying airplanes (thanks again, Seung). That burned me out so much about the club that I have had a different attitude ever since and was practically counting the days until I wouldn't be the secretary anymore. I'm not so sure I want to jump in again. Plus, the ballet class I want to take is on Tuesday nights.

The thing I am most excited about is the (very strong) possiblity of my mother shipping me off to Brazil for a few weeks at the end of July to help my Grandmother move into the new apartment that we bought her (I can't get over how "cheap" things are over there). This means that I won't be able to go visit SpaceShipOne at Oshkosh, but I'm ok with that. Having never been back, I think it's really important for me to go there and learn about that piece of me that's always been slightly... blurry. It's also cool that half of my family (I have a small family) will be coming up for my graduation. I'm particularly excited about seeing my Great Uncle Ney (he is my Mom's age... and the only other engineer in my family).

Will doesn't know what he will be doing this summer yet. He will either be working full time at the ASDL or taking classes in Columbus or maybe taking classes here. He recently found out that he can't graduate this December and I am sad. I was hoping we would get to do that together.

As far as enjoying the moment, I'm really really excited about this weekend. I will be skipping the Ovarian Cycle to go watch Lance Armstrong in the Tour de Georgia. Sunday we have VIP passes for some hospitality trailer, which seems cool. Oh, and Satruday night we get to go play Whirly Ball for Emily's Birthday, which I am also excited about. Busy weekend... somewhere in there I may study a little for controls.

I was reading the Blog of a friend of mine from church who goes to UGA the other day. She wrote this:

"It has become very apparent lately that I think very differently than everyone around me. It's a good thing; I had just not been as aware of it in the past. I am increasingly greatful[sic] for the diverse high school that I went to and the upbringing that I have had....I think we are all just becoming individuals and growing up/maturing or allowing more of ourselves to show. We're not as dependent on the group for our identities anymore. Adulthood, here we come!"

Interesting that we are learning the same lesson at the same time. Except it seems like the people she is surrounded by seem to catch on a little quicker than some of the people here. Oh well, what can you do? I have been noticing then I know some truly amazing women. Amber is one example. How fortunate am I to have self confident, God-fearing, beautiful women to learn from?

I went to the ear nose throat doctor today. I wasn't very impressed. I was a little late for my appointment. Then I waited in the waiting room for almost 30 minutes. Then they sent me to an exam room where I waited for over an hour. THEN, finally, the dude walks in. Looks in my ears, looks in my nose, prescribes some more antibiotics, decongestants and inhalers and leaves. I wonder what makes him think that it'll work the fourth time around. Plus, it's extremely RARE that I encounter a situation where I feel belittled for not being an American. This was one of them. Even though he was nice and gave me samples, I won't be going back there again. To make me wait over an hour and half for 15 minutes then insult me because I'm not an American doesn't exactly earn my business. So what if it's cheap... I guess you have to pay for service. And I'm fine with that.

Here's hoping the antibiotics will work...and yay for getting to work out tomorrow morning!!!

English is not my first language!

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