Background: I get lost a lot! This is not an exaggeration at all! And usually I enjoy getting lost, you know you're in your car driving around listening to good music or having good a chat until you find out where you are, or you pull out the GPS. Problem solved right? This does not apply to bike rides.
I decided to bike to work today, its so convenient because its good exercise and I would save money on my bus pass everyday! This is a 10 mile ride, so about thirty minutes, right? Not unless you are Kim Swift and you are the champion of getting lost! I leave my house at 8:30, by 9 I have no idea where I am and call work saying "I got a little turned around on my ride but I will be there shortly" At this point where I made this phone call at 9:00 am I was only two miles from my work but I turn one street to soon and it is another HOUR AND A HALF before I return to that same point. OH but I didn't return to this point on my own. I finally cave in and call my dad! He google maps my location and tells me how to get to work. At 11:00 I finally arrive. TWO AND A HALF HOURS! At this point, I am physically exhausted but still laughing about it all with my coworkers and make sure I know which way I am headed when I have to leave work that evening.
4:45 pm. Time to go home. I hop on my bike, go about a mile. FLAT FREAKING TIRE! It gets so flat that it comes off the rim. I don't know my bike anatomy enough to thoroughly explain this to you but basically the tire is off its rim, so I can't even push my bike along, I have to carry it. Don't forget I have only gone about 1 mile. So I am now carrying this bike, thinking that I am about to carry it 9 miles. This was almost my breaking point. I so very much wanted to stomp my feet, pout, and sit down indian style and just cry. But I didn't and then some nice man tried to fix my bike but there was a tear so it was unfixable. He tried though, so he gets good karma points. He does get it back to where it rolls, so I roll my bike along the rest of the way home! That took an hour and a half.
Four hours of my day were spent trying to get around. But on the bright side I now feel like I have seen the entire city of Brisbane, and since my muscles are already aching and shaky I know I got a workout!!
Another brightside, I feel like if I was ever going to hit that phase 2 freak out phase of "I hate Australia" it would have been today and I didn't. When most people get frustrated I feel like they lash out or cuss every inanimate object or human around them, well I just cry. Its soooo annoying because I'm not one of those super emotional cryers, but if I get mad its like the freaking flood gates opened! And I didn't want to do that, so I laughed. Also, dad this is where you get a shout out for being the worlds best dad! If it hadn't been for him, I might be in the outback being chased by a dingo.
While at work, I did my first euthanasia. I've assisted in hundreds, like hold the dog for the vet and shindigs but today he was like "Kim I'm just gonna let you take care of this while I go see the patient in room 1" I totally thought he was joking, he wasn't! I don't know if this is blog appropriate but I have always wondered how I would feel when I actually did it. Also, it wasn't a sick dog, just an aggressive biter. But I mean it was sad, of course I don't like to see dogs die but I just really wasn't very bothered by it, just part of the job? Okay, okay, maybe I'm morbid and heartless :) haha
Tonight the interns from Perth, Cairns, and Sydney are all coming into Brisbane so the next couple of days should be exciting!
OH and will I try biking to work again? YES because if I don't then the bike has won. And another fact about me is I'm stubborn and really like to win, So I will be biking to work again. Just not tomorrow!