All Signs Point to NO!

And now, ladies, I present to you a bulleted list of why I am pissed off today.

• I thought that I threw my knee out a few weeks ago while kickboxing. While I was doing one of my fancy kung fu leaps, it popped and sent a numbing sensation throughout my left leg. It was sore for a few days, but it's all good now. No worries.

• I then developed a hard lump that appeared over the shinbone of my right leg last week. Since I am an oncology nurse, I had myself convinced within 5 minutes that it was an osteosarcoma or metastatic melanoma. After being reassured that it was not cancer by one of the doctors in our practice, I was able to have an xray done in our radiology department to rule out a stress fracture. Thankfully, it was normal and my bones look beautiful...it is really cool to see your own bones! As it turns out, I just have a really bad shin splint or a soft tissue injury that will eventually resolve on its own.

• Today, I turn in my time off request at work so that I can participate in the Charleston Bridge Run. I was so excited. I've been training for over a month now and have already paid the entry fee. It is on a Saturday, but we have already paid for a place on the beach for the Friday before. Hey, it's Charleston...you have to stay on the beach, right? Plus, we can get up there early, register, and settle in for our 4:30 am alarm clock. I'm sure you can all guess where this is going...I was told that I couldn't have that Friday off because of some stupid class that they had JUST decided to send 2 nurses to on that day, so we will be short. This is a class that we have all been asking to take for years to help refresh our memories. Obviously, it hasn't been important enough for them to send us to...until today. Now it's soooo important. Figures.
  

Needless to say, I am upset. This is the one thing that has helped to ease my mind after the miscarriage. All of the exercise and anticipation of doing something that I've always wanted to do has really helped with my stress level. I was looking forward to actually taking a freakin' day off where I didn't have to deal with ultrasounds, needles, or eggs being sucked out of my ovaries. It's not like I was trying to take a day off to sit on my butt at home...it was for a legitimate reason for which I have already invested money and time in...and they know that I've been planning this for awhile. FAIL.

Annnnd this is exactly why Andy and I never plan anything anymore. Something always goes wrong. Let me present to you a bulleted list on how we should have handled things in order for this whole 10k to work out:

• "Oh Andy, guess what? The Bridge Run is going to be on 3/27 this year...wanna give it a go?" said Jessica. "Why sure," Andy ecstatically replied. "I think that would be a fantastic idea! It's January so we have plenty of time to train!"
• January...no training.
  
• February...no training.
• March...start training the week before.
  
• Andy and Jessica register for Bridge run on 3/25, three days after the deadline. After being told that it was too late to register, they drop kicked a few of the officials and had it taken care of.
• Jessica calls into work "sick" on 3/26 because she forgets to ask for time off.
• Drive to Charleston. Head to the beach and start knocking on condo doors until we find someone that's willing to rent theirs out.
• Go out the night before the race, eat a huge meal, and drink until 2am. Go play on the beach until 3am.
• Sleep through the 4:30 alarm, and wake up at 5:45 am. Throw on some jeans, a tee, and some dress shoes because we forgot to pack our running gear. Haul butt to the bridge, which is 30 minutes away. Park the car. Run and catch up to our group as the start gun fires.
  
• Try to run, but pass out a few times along the way. Stop at the top of the bridge and take self portraits. Feed the dolphins.
• Log roll down the last half of the bridge and into downtown Charleston. Finish the race in last place. Drop kick a few of the Olympic runners that came in first.
  

With everything that has gone on, maybe this is a sign that I shouldn't participate in the race. This may seem trivial to most and sorry for the vent, but I am so disappointed and annoyed! I was so looking forward to it and now I've paid for a place on the beach that I can't even enjoy on Friday. Everyone else can take off work every other day because their kids are sick...so why can't I have a "my kids are sick" day? Especially when I've asked for it almost two months in advance! Ugh.