Ok in my last 3 blogs I have been kind of harsh on my boss for possibly not giving me Aug.11 off ( and possibly wrecking my Nutmeg State sprint Tri experience). Most would seem to get the impression that my boss is ( a dick, prude, ass... insert insult here) not the most pleasant man to work for. But I can't really bitch. For the most part he's been pretty cool with my racing schedule this year ( even thought about doing a charity ride that me and some of the company's more athletic types took on. Yes this is the one I wiped out in and got caught like one of those break away riders on a sprint stage. Also I don't think a wal-mart special mountainbike would have handled the hills we tackled. Try sports authority they've got a little more higher end, I also tried talking him into going to my supplier The Bike Rack of Waterbury. If he will buy a bike remains to be seen, but I say he should do it. Then he'll truly understand my addiction) and last year when I was forced to take a Saturday course he helpped me out by adjusting my work schedule so I could take a full time course load. So for any misgivings I have given about him I apologize profusely. The main cause of my rumblings is that when I originally signed up I thought the race was scheduled for Sunday morning, not Saturday, and now I am starring at the fact that I might have to eat an $80.00 race fee, ( when I could have signed or might end up signing up for a race that I know takes place on Sunday and saved $80.00.) So my gripage has mostly been due to this fact ( proof once again that money or lack thereof is the cause of most of life's problems.). So before I get 90 comments on my boss or me being an ass I would like to apologize and blame the whole sorry affair ofmy rage on the true culprit: my meager race budget.
Ok with that out of the way I'll comment on how today went.
Work was slow until about 3:30Pm, ( my branch closes at 3 but we usually leave one teller on drive up which closes at 4) Suddenly it was if somebody flashed the bat signal that " the bank is closing in 30 min. haul ass to the drive thru or lose your money forever." because seriuosly I must have had more customers in the last 30 min. than I had all day. after surving the deluge of customers it was a 3 min. back home, a quick change of clothes, planting myself infront of the tube to watch this morning's stage of Le Tour: an French Guy won. Not only that he was 36 and retiring this year and this was his first stage win in a decade, so it sort of started the good karma flowing. I went to the Waterbury Y and after waiting outside for 15 min. due to a fire drill. I was able to get into the water and do about 4000 yds. ( main set 5x 200 on 2:45 , followed by 200 pull on 3:00, 4x50 kick on 1:00, 200 pull on 3:00, 4x 50 free on :40 200 pull on 3:00, 4x50 kick on 1:00 ) The 200's were kind of slow ( I only held about 2:35-2:40) but I was pretty fast on my sprint 50's ( :35's and under for those 4 on :40).
All in all it was a good day.
Something not commented on last Saturday was the fact that I was made a eurcharistic minister in my parish ( St. Anne's of Waterbury) normally I have volunteered as a lector, and an acolyte ( fancy term for an altar boy), but about a month ago Father Hinkley put out a call that they needed eurcharistic ministers So the deacon ( Ordained position one step below a Priest in the Catholic Church, he can do everything a priest can do except say mass and hear confessions, for those who are Orthodox, Catholic, or from an Anglican community you know what I'm saying, for those who aren't bear with me, and if he's married before entering the deaconate he can keep his wife if his wife dies he cannot remarry but has the option to become a priest) 's wife and I volunteered, hauled out to Litchfield for trainning, attended a meeting on child abuse but on by the Archdiocese ( pretty much don't molest or abuse kids or the elderly and if you do we will kick your ass then the state will proceed to kick your ass.)So needless to say last Saturday my back round check and my theological back round check ( ie Did you take a list of 95 things you don't like about the church and nail them to the Cathedral door, did you argue with the pope over dissolving a politically motivated marriage, commit any acts of hersey, star in a porn flim, marry several women and men at the same time..etc.) cleared through the Archdiocese and I am now allowed to hand out Holy Communion at Mass ( for Catholics this is a sacred duty because WE (Catholics) believe that bread and wine through the power of the Holy Sprit becomes the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ... before I get 20 angry rants from any evangelicals, or persons of other faiths this is MY theology this is what I believe brings me close to God and I am not attempting to convert anyone to Catholcism rather share a moment that I felt brought me closer to the force which I believe has a hand in running this world the cause of life whichsome of us call God ( ok so I paraphrase Thomas Aquinas, but he can't sue me he's been dead for 700 years.) ( on a more personal note I believe that if a person follows the 2 universal principals of any religion ( 1) pay homage to the awesome force (god, the force, random proability, Brahama, Cronous, Mr. Potato Head...) that created this ball of dirt we call Earth. 2) Treat other people ( regardless of race, religion, gender, sexual preference, ..in general everybody) with the same kindness, compassion, and respect which you yourself would wish to be treated and I think God( or force named above) will not be a cruel,and condemn you to Hell for believing a different message or messenger. ( I've been taught that this guy/girl/diety has infinate mercy and is pretty cool unlike mankind which has a huge stick up it's ass.) . If not me and Judas Iscariot will be sitting in the 9th layer playing Texas Hold'em). So in either case under the tennants of MY not THE , My personal religious preferneces, I had a recieved a pretty huge honor and experienced a deeper communing with the force that I believe guides us. Ok that was my crazy, religious, philosophical rant. I know for putting it up I'm going to recieve some hate, some people will call me a heretic, say I'm condemned, or I'm a prude, but those are my beliefs and I know they are not everyone's and personally what ever anyone else wishes to believe is fine with me ( as long it does not involve using me as a victim for human sacrifice, I' m skinny I don't burn well.)
So until next time :
"May the force be with you."
R.D>
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Oh Crap! That blog was about THAT race? Well now you simply HAVE TO get the day off now! I'm not driving all the way down to bumfuck Connecticut just to race, I'm going to meet some triathletes! I probably won't even be fast enough to catch a glimpse of you running out of transition. Oh well, if you do have to work I'm sure we'll figure out some way to basque in our collective glory.
Why are you appologizing so much for your faith? Catholics get a lot of flack these days, but as long as you live by Rule Number Two from the Gospel of Bob: Thou shalt not be an Ass Hole, then anyone who criticizes you for what you believe needs a little schooling in Rule Number Two themselves. Congratulations on being the lunch lady in the house of God, I know you'll serve up some Jesus right!
Too bad your boss is not a chick...I would handle the negotiations for your day off. All would be well in tri-land as I make up for the 3 minute lead you have on me on the bike. Don't let Claire down! Think of it this way- The faster you get the race done, the faster you get to work. Take that top spot dude, you can do it!!!!
As for being a good church boy- do your thing. No complaints here.
BOOYAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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