Thursday, November 7, 2013

The way I see it . . .


Well, this update was originally intended to be a training update.  Unfortunately, my cats had other ideas.  To be honest, it's an issue sometimes being loved TOO MUCH.  I wouldn't go so far as to say it's annoying, but the amount of affection I get from my passel of pussies is just beyond belief.  

The sweetest cat on the planet

Everybody knows the drill at this point: it's a hard knock life of petting cats, baking baked goods, stroking the ego of James Haycraft, and #GTWD on the SBR side of things. I train a lot, but don't brag about it quite as much as the Pro.  We all need validation, but I most frequently find my own personal validation in the form of a little furball rubbing up on my leg and begging to be scratched, petted, played with, snuggled with, fed, cleaned, walked, etc. 

Waiting, not so patiently, to be fed

Sometimes I have dreams about racing and the trials and tribulations my "workout" side of life brings me.  But more often than not, I dream about grass plains with gentle breezes and my cats - and all other cats of the free world - having an unrestricted place to play, eat and poop free from the oppression of non-cat oriented minds. 

Smudge sun bathing

I recently saw an episode of National Geographic where this lady in California had taken in over 700 stray cats from the local shelter. She even created a "senior living center" and nursery but for cats.  Some might think that sounds crazy, but I personally think that sounds heavenly.  A lot of little buddies just running around and always being there for me while I workout, clean, eat, pamper, pet, scratch, itch, and all other forms of self/cat-love.  



If I had to list priorities in my life, I'd say they go somewhat like this: 

1) Take care of my cats
2) Swim better than others
3) umm, that's all I've got

The priorities often trickle into my daily life, which goes something like this:

5:00am - wake up with three cats on me, keeping me warm and comfy
5:00 - 5:30 am - pet cats, lay in bed, check instaram, maybe #instacat picture
5:30 - 5:45 am - pack up workout gear while simultaneously petting cats
5:45 - 6:00 am - leave house while petting cats
6:00 - 6:10 am - drive to pool while playing peppy cat music and hitting potholes
6:10 - 6:15 am - get ready for 6am masters practice
6:15 - 7:30 am - swim 5000 yards like a boss and make fun of the whiny swimmers
7:30 - 8:00 am - get ready for work, eat some kombucha
8:00 - 5:00 pm - analyze fluids, drugs, testify in court, eat, g-chat
5:00 - 5:30 pm - travel to wherever I am going to workout next
5:30 - 7:30 pm - second workout of day, but excited about getting home to pet cats
7:30 - 8:30 pm - travel home, eat, walk cats around neighborhood, pet cats, etc
8:30 - 9:00 pm - sit on couch, prepare next day's food and clothing, pet cats
9:00 - 9:45 pm - try to fall asleep, cats need more attention so pet them more
9:45 - 10:00 pm - halfway fall asleep, but one cat moves so pet it and try again
10:00pm - 5:00 am - sleep soundly, dreaming of cats and swimming domination

Cats on my crap

That's a day of Jenny in a nutshell.  Gotta go get ready for the next one!

akdjflaksjdf;lakfjdas kljhasdi akdf asdfas - Love,  Coda

Peace out

This post was brought to you by James Haycraft.