Today I thought I would take a new way home from work. There is nothing I loathe more than getting done with work only to sit in freeway traffic for 45 minutes to go 5 miles home. I wanted to try the back way home. We have a beautiful parkway that follows the Mississippi River and it is very close to my work. I wanted to take this route home to clock the mileage with the hope of possibly biking to work when the thawing temps come.
Well........as I was putting along I came to a stop sign. I pulled up to it, stopped, then kept going. That is when I saw the red lights behind me.
Shit. What the f***! Why I am I getting pulled over??!!
Then the cop came to my window and started lecturing me about how I "rolled" through the stop sign. (bullshit, I was stopped and even spelled S-T-O-P then went). I didn't argue and really fought the urge to roll my eyes. This cop was seriously 5'1" tall and had the short mans complex in a HUGE way. He was very gruff and barely came up to my drivers side window. I had to bite the inside of my cheek not to start laughing when he asked if I was nervous. I said "No, I just have never been pulled over before". He continued his condescending lecture about safe driving. I didn't argue with him as I knew I would instantly get a ticket for mouthing off if I said anything. He continued and then gave me a verbal warning and a finger shake because I have a perfect driving record.
Don't get me wrong. I love my cops. My dad was one and I have all the respect in the world for them EXCEPT when they pull me over for no reason. This guy wanted to show off his balls by pulling over a minivan with 3 car seats in the back. Whatever. As I was pulling away, I noticed that there wasn't just one cop car.....there were TWO, both with their lights on. Boy I must be a big threat that he needed back up.
At least I didn't get a ticket! Woo Hoo!
Anyway....enough about that. I just needed to vent. I survived another day on my stability ball at work. I have to say it is more comfortable than my chair. I skipped the walk with Sarge today because I was suffering from a splitting headache. Hopefully, I can get a little movement in tomorrow.
I pulled off a novice training program for the Garry Bjorkland Half Marathon and calculated that I have roughly 20 weeks before the race. If I am one of the lucky ones to get in, I think that this is totally doable. I know I am not running at all right now, but I need a big goal to get me back into the game. I am excited to start pre-training and I hope to be up to 5 miles when it comes time to start the official training program. It might be a pipe dream at this point, but at least it is something to have my sights set on.