Excuse me.

Hi Peaches,

Haha idk. I like peaches.

I had a post-op appointment like a month ago. She didn't do a pap or anything, because the wound was still kind of healing, but she said it looked good.

TMI AHEAD OKAY THANK YOU
This weekend was the first period I could use my cup again. The previous two were too painful, and I had to be in pads, which is like being in diapers. Worst. You ever try to run 4 miles in a diaper? WORST. Intercourse is still rocky. I've done my best to um.... supplement that for fiance, but it's been difficult missing that intimacy. I am a little afraid it might never be the same again. It just hurts. We bicker more, I find, when we're not able to be close like that. It helps when we make time to just touch each other. We're just so busy. Anyway, just thought I'd put that out there in case anyone else gets their cervix burned the hell off and is like "um does anyone else have soreness two months later?" ME. I DO.

TMI OVER OKAY GOOD JOB

Caleb has been very understanding and supportive during my recovery. I am very lucky to have him around. Other than what I mentioned above, I'm physically back to normal. I've been killing my workouts, and blasting my previous times out of the water. I managed to do 100 burpees in 5 minutes, and my next goal is to break 5. And my running continues to improve. It all feels very good.

Something I haven't mentioned in this blog yet: I'm teaching boot camp classes now! I started in September, and it's going well so far. I like it a lot, and now I get paid to work out. I've been given a nickname. It's Big Al.

Also! I quit my serving job. My last day is this Friday. After two years of working at this place with no promotion and only a $0.25 raise, it was time. I was offered a job that pays more and that doesn't involve me acting like I care what anyone wants on their salad. The CEO was all "Well we hate to lose you" and I wanted to be like "Couldn't tell from my paycheck LOL." My boss's boss said some crazy shit about how I should learn a lot of book keeping skills (I'm going to learn some of that in this new job, I think) and then come back. I just sort of laughed and walked off. DEUCES.

Now that my last day is approaching, though, I'm getting very sentimental. Ugh. I knew I would, but that doesn't make it less aggravating. Once I'm out, I will feel relieved and so not conflicted, but I am awkward at goodbyes. I avoid them, or I'm weirdly abrupt. I have no idea what to do with long goodbyes. I've only told a couple of club members, the ones I like, and plan to just disappear.

Also I bought a wedding dress. WHAAAT. You can't see it yet, obviously, but it's awesome. By the way, planning a wedding is SO OVERWHELMING and I'm a year out. Bah.

And it's my favorite month. November might be my second favorite. I get so excited about Thanksgiving.

Well. I'm up at 5:30AM and going non-stop until 6:30PM tomorrow (it's like that Mon-Thurs, which is why I haven't been posting as much). So it's probably time to start getting ready for bed. You know I've become one of those people who says they got to "sleep in until 7am." 17 year old me would point and laugh (and then go back to sleep).

Anyway, I'll post a recipe or something helpful soon, I was just tired of my most recent entry being about my silly surgery. OVER IT.