Into the grinder, Not positive
So we are now entering the teeth of the next few days where race prep, race execution, and trip prep all needs to take place both in succession and simultaneously. Last night I hopped on the mower to knock down some of the semi-soggy portions of the lawn. I need to find time to walk around with the weed whacker as well before we leave.
It seems sort of impossible but after 47 years I was unsure of what my blood type was. I am sure at some point I was told what type I was but I never cared to take note of it. Well Cindy ordered an at home blood type kit which she administered to me this morning. It looks like I am O+
The test involved piercing a finger with a lancet and then getting 4 test swabs of blood that are placed on a test strip. I like to consider myself pretty tough in most aspects but one area where I am an absolute lightweight is anything involving blood draw, even a silly pin prick scenario like this. I didn’t look when Cindy was getting the samples. When she was finished I got a small glance of my finger and felt an instant wave of cold sweats sweep over my body as well as feeling light headed, bad enough that I was looking for a chair. It’s an annoying trait that only seems to get worse the more I think about not reacting that way.
Just like last year, I plan to have a laptop riding shotgun during the road trip to allow me to blog as I go which will allow for much better recollection and detail. I am harboring equal parts anxiety and excitement about the trip. On the anxiety side I worry about the logistics of the trip, the costs, and the care of the chickens. On the flip side I look forward to a whole new collection of experiences. Although I have visited some of these destinations before, it was done with the dogs in tow which was very limiting in regards to what we could do. None of those restrictions will apply this time around.
See you from the road.