...I did let my supervisor know in advance about how--while I love tacos--my body disagrees with them, and thus, I was provided some alternative food. (In this case, lasagna.) I believe the expectation was that I would be leaving some for others if they wanted it later. I tried. I really, really did. But I was hungry enough to basically devour the whole thing.
This was our combined meeting with another part of our Y, though I can't share too much. One thing I found interesting was a strong emphasis on "no gossiping", which...is something we've never had before, and I couldn't help but wonder if maybe the gossip may be about staff, in particular, maybe me. I mean. After all. I wouldn't exactly know people were talking about me behind my back.
Which is something that's kinda just. A longing. To know. If people have things to say about me, bad, unusual, whatever. I want to know about it. Yet I don't. I don't know what they think of me. It's really silly. I'd be able to clarify a lot if I actually knew what the issue was. Ah well.
There was another thing which was definitely directed at me though and it wasn't something that I really don't want to talk about. It's just something that they could get clarified just by having a talk to me but they haven't talked to me, they haven't asked me the right questions, so they don't have the answers.
But overall it was a good night because I performed really, really well in the water for the hard part. (I mean I botched the easy part, but oh well.) I did things almost flawlessly on the traditionally-hardest task. Didn't quite do as well for the other stuff but I didn't do terribly either.
Though one thing I found amusing. One characteristic I've noted is that I have an incredible ability to remain unseen even while in plain sight. During one of the drills, the person instructing kept calling upon the same people to rotate between roles...having completely forgotten about me, until one of the people directly asked them about me. Ninja one.
When we were done, I was taking a shower, and while I couldn't quite make out their words to be sure, I think I heard someone who was passing by say that I had startled them because they simply weren't aware I was there. Ninja two. Then, when I was getting ready to leave, I was told that the two people still in the building that were closing didn't even know I was there. Ninja three.
I just have a way of being invisible I guess. This is a skill I imagine will serve me well when it comes to not being noticed during times I don't want to draw attention to myself. (I.e., times when I want to avoid being clocked in spite of me being 6'2" which would make it difficult to avoid.) It could also backfire though during times I need to draw attention to myself. I can't think of any off the top of my head but I imagine it's a skill I'll need at some point.
On a health note. You would think that this being swimming, my feet would be fine. You would be wrong. Even just standing on the bottom of the pool was enough to hurt my feet. As in. In the pool, where you effectively weigh less. (You're less burdened by your weight at the very least, which is why you can do stuff like a handstand in deeper water which is impossible on land or even shallower water.) My feet, just lightly resting on the bottom of the pool. Were hurting. In spite of me having done literally nothing to agitate them since tae kwon do, a full four days ago.
I said they were neither getting better nor getting worse. But with that level of pain in spite of having done literally nothing, I'm concerned there's a quite realistic possibility they are getting worse. The funny thing is. And this makes absolutely no sense at all. Last night my feet were feeling fine. I did nothing that day. Yet this morning I woke up with them hurting, and hurting badly. It's as if they got worse overnight, in spite of it having been literally impossible for me to have done anything over the night.
I need to get that doctor appointment but I don't even know who the doctor I need to get into contact is. We have one. But this is something my mom has always handled for me...which is a bit problematic since she will once again be leaving for a while (at least a couple of days if not longer) as of tomorrow. I need to talk to her, to get this sort of thing worked out because it does need to be sorted out.
In the mean time I'll just try to keep it from getting worse by being cautious and avoiding all that I can to agitate the injury down there whatever it may be. So. Stuff happening, not exactly the most pleasant. I'm also definitely depressed by the way. But. I'm mostly managing and in spite of all the bad. Today mostly felt good anyway?
I know that may not make sense, but. In spite of all the bad. I'm still sorta...serene. At peace. Calm. And that's not something I'd feel if I was having a terrible day.