Rain and Rabbit

The Rain:

Monday: Gym was closed and I was still recovering from Saturday long run and two-hour Sunday spin. I was therefore not up for either, so I slept in. No workout. This meant I could skip no other workouts this week.

Tuesday: Rain. Did a 40-minute spin in studio.

Wednesday: Rain. Did a 45-minute spin in studio.

Wednesday Afternoon: Got email from university rec center informing me they would reopen at noon on Thursday. I work out in the mornings. Grrr. I made arrangements with my boss to work 7-4 on Thursday so I could go to the gym after work.

Thursday: Got out of the office at 4:15. Rain and thunder. Went home and changed into workout gear. More rain, more thunder. Rec center is half a mile away by shortest route and I don’t buy a parking tag any more. I picked a pair of shoes to sacrifice and put another pair in a plastic bag along with a pair of dry socks and walked to the gym. Arrived with very squishy shoes just as lightning began and rain turned into wind-whipped horizontal deluge. After 20 minutes on the elliptical, the rain was letting up. After 20 minutes running on the indoor track, it was raining again. Back into wet shoes for the walk home. Squish. Arrived home wet but triumphant.

The Rabbit:

Bunny decided to tip over the wastebasket and lie down in the trash. It was clean paper trash, but still…

After I cleaned up the mess and got back on the computer, he got quiet. Too quiet, like a little kid. I turned around and discovered he had found a way onto the day bed and was romping around. Dan came in and supervised until the bunny decided the bed wasn’t as interesting as it looked and jumped down.

Bunny decided he wanted some hay but the kind in his box wasn’t acceptable and the perfect piece of hay was, in fact, underneath his cage somewhere and he was going to dig for it until he got it. I went and got him some more of his favorite hay so I could read in peace.

Now he’s rummaging in the desk cubbyhole where I keep checks and envelopes. I have no idea what he intends to buy, but unless it’s new rain gear for me, I’m putting a stop to this nonsense.

I made more of those oatmeal cookies tonight. Comfort food.