Alright, April was pretty weak. Tight nutrition fell off the radar & my work workouts were almost non-existent due to the marathons & travel. Hitting it hard for May! My weight has been the same for almost a month. Ugh. Guess this will be a long road. 

Why Haley Can't Have Nice Things, v. 8.0: 

I ordered a FitBit a couple weeks ago after seeing my friends in action while we were in Boston. Amazing! Love it. Not a 100% accurate piece of equipment, but it's definitely good to see trends. It arrived Friday evening. Set it up, used it Sat! Sat went to the pool party...forgot it was on my bathing suit. By Sunday, didn't work. Lovely. (sending it back to Amazon, already ordered a new one)

Last Monday I locked my keys in the car. Brilliance again. While getting my crap together standing next to the door (Jacket, phone, wallet), I realized my keys were in the ignition. Then I dropped my phone. Now it has cracks on the top 1/4 of the face...along with the back being completely shattered. 

Lets count here: 2 shattered iPhones, countless ipods, & iPad broken (while in a case) & now a FitBit. 

Ummmm, yeah. So I was too ambitious and not as productive as I wanted this weekend. 

Pool party sat. 
Pool party sun.
Then Hash 4-6:30p Sun.
Then exhausted.
Was fun though!

This is a typical ELP run. No, not a huge net gain, but the hills are big & the air is thinner and saturated with dust and sand. I guess this was good 50k training:

Some hiking (50k training), applications, May budget, hashing tomorrow. It's going to be a nice weekend: no predicted sand & wind storms!

AND...one of my aunts has invasive, aggressive breast cancer. The pull to move back to my "home" area is getting stronger. Not "home" per say, but the same region. It's been a really bad week. 

It's been a rough 20 hours. I ended up with some shots for school, which by yesterday evening had me glued to the couch and in bed at 8p. And I bombed the math portion of my entrance exam (English, writing & comp: flying colors!!). Completely devastated. Yes I can retake, and yes I know its my performance, but now I can't start in Aug; have to wait until Jan. However I was severely misled, and have continued to be by my advisor, for the past 2 semesters. As my mother said, "she should have warned you, or guided you in what materials you needed to study." I know she's right and being supportive, but I don't want to put the 'blame' on my advisor. I took the test, I did not get a high enough score. That said, she has continually made mistakes (like told me I was done with pre-req's last fall, then came in Dec and said she messed up and I needed 3 more...), so I think I'm just about done with her and this program. I was trying to stick it out as it's only 2 more semesters, but now that puts me here for another 1.5 years since nursing doesn't do summer school. 

Time that unfortunately, I do not think "we" have. I do not want to be stuck here and, worst-case scenario, K gets sick. I'd rather be closer to a major city for medical facilities and family/friends. 

So...today: calls to 2 other schools that still have open enrollment for Jan. I was ok with being here for 1-2 years, and I'm at 1.5. Not doing 3. The worst part, I feel like it's not my life I'm wasting. It's K's. So what if it takes another year? Who cares? No, it doesn't matter. But, if someone has fought for their life for a couple years, time seems too precious.