Things on the weightlifting front are good, kind of. My shoulders are both pretty jacked up. Turns out, I had fractured my collar bone and then they found a tumor on an xray. I had a couple of MRIs and everything is fine, but it was still scary for a hot second. My left shoulder will sublux/partially dislocate on command, when I'm in an overhead position. Which for weightlifting is bad news...as snatches and jerks both go overhead. Honestly, I'm not sure where I want to go from here. I like doing cleans, but snatches hurt and I've just been in a funk lately. The entire month of May was so BUSY. The first weekend of may, my mom had her knee replacement surgery. The second weekend I went to Charlotte to watch the Harrisburg meet. Third weekend, I went to visit some friends in Illinois (more on that momentarily) and this weekend was my CPC exam. I've not been able to train like I want, but I'm also not sure that I want to be a weightlifter anymore. I don't know what I want to do, because if you haven't noticed, I'm incredibly indecisive and crazy. surprise. if you are surprised, you must be new here. moving on.
The CPC exam is fresh on my mind because I won't know my results for probably a week or so and I'm kinda worried about it. I don't know why the hell this test isn't on a computer, but it was paper and pencil. I had some PTSD flashbacks from my high school finals. The test was fucking INSANE. It's a LOT of information to begin with, and it's 150 questions which doesn't sound like much unless you know what coding is. It took me 5 hours and 32 minutes (you only get 5 hours 50 minutes) and I only took ONE bathroom break. I feel like it could go either way but I'm leaning towards failure because there was a section on pathology that I had no clue in hell as to what I was really doing. Good news is, though, when I purchased the class the bundled included a retake if you failed. Hopefully I did better than I think I did, which is what everyone is saying, but I also know what was on that test and how many muffins I stress ate during the course of 5 hours. But I digress.
In other more fun news, I think Rebecca and I are moving up to Illinois. We have the best people in the world, whom we love dearly up there and I mean...why not? Neither of us have jobs so special we can't find work elsewhere, we don't have husbands, kids or a mortgage or any ties other than our real family, whom we love just as dearly. I just don't want to live my entire life in Asheville, without experiencing anything else. There is a whole great big America/world out there and I intend to see it. Adventure is out there! Honestly, there's really no reason we can't. If we don't like where we move, we can always come home. IF by some miracle I passed my CPC exam this time, it will also make finding a job MUCH easier. But again, I digress.
I joined weight watchers for the 4920582nd time. They have a special now where if you lose 10lbs in the first two months, they give you your money back. Money is the best motivator for me, apparently, so I'm back on track for now. At the moment I wish I had some real ice cream and not this frozen yogurt business as my throat feels like I swallowed a bunch of knives for dinner.
So, in the last few weeks I've been on a couple trips, taken an exam I've been studying for, joined weight watchers again and made some huge life deicisons. Sounds about right for my crazy life. I really am writing a book, it's going to be called "The Life of Nessie; a quarter centuries worth of the best mishaps and misadventures a girl could ever find herself in" .... obviously the title is a work in progress, just like my life.
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