Summer officially ends in 3 days and I have no regrets on
how I’ve spent the last 90 days. Well, I regret not blogging more, but I’m
having a hard time keeping up with my Sentence-A-Day-Diary at this point in my
life and I just need to be okay with it.
I’m really fucking busy and really fucking happy. Here’s what went down
and what’s going on in as few words as possible.
Playing in the sand before swim lessons |
Can we all just agree that this summer was amazing?!!! The weather was spot-on awesome; unbelievably hot and sunny, and you can bet your bikinied-bottom, I have some pitted-out work shirts to prove it. That subway platform really does a number on us city-folk professionals…but my hanky kept me in-check and looking fresh.
Typically we spend many summer weekends at my parents little
lake cabin at beautiful Bashan Lake in East Haddam, CT but this year the lake
was partially-drained to clean up toxic pollution. I’m kidding! (Can you tell I’ve been watching Wet Hot
American Summer?). They needed to repair a dam. Damn! Therefore, we spent less time
in CT and more time in BK.
As much as missed my CT family and friends and having
easy access to a ski-boat/water, it was nice to stay close to home. A lot people
complain about summer (weekends primarily) in the city, but that’s just because
they’ve never stuck around to experience how great they can be.
We took advantage of staying local by strapping the kids to our bikes or their stroller/scooters and heading out on “adventures”. Sometimes these adventures were a lame, for example buying milk and bananas at the corner bodega or dropping off dry-cleaning, but so long as I called it an “adventure” the kids were thrilled and wanted in. I think I only have a few more months before they catch on. We went on many real adventures too. We biked to swim lessons at Brooklyn Bridge Park’s Pop-Up Pool, went to dozens of outdoor picnics/concerts at Celebrate Brooklyn and Brooklyn Botanic Garden, and rode to Coney Island and back for a Cyclone’s game with my parents.
Ice cream, all day, everyday |
We took advantage of staying local by strapping the kids to our bikes or their stroller/scooters and heading out on “adventures”. Sometimes these adventures were a lame, for example buying milk and bananas at the corner bodega or dropping off dry-cleaning, but so long as I called it an “adventure” the kids were thrilled and wanted in. I think I only have a few more months before they catch on. We went on many real adventures too. We biked to swim lessons at Brooklyn Bridge Park’s Pop-Up Pool, went to dozens of outdoor picnics/concerts at Celebrate Brooklyn and Brooklyn Botanic Garden, and rode to Coney Island and back for a Cyclone’s game with my parents.
Travelling and saving money don’t mix. We are doing our best to save money and unfortunately, that means we can’t travel as exotically, frequently or as lavishly I we wish. But we still made a point to get in a few great trips. In June (feels like years ago), we rented a beach house with my Sister’s family and some friends in the North Fork. If you haven’t been…GO! There are too many wonderful things to say about it here, so just take my word for it and check out all the vineyards, farm stands, beaches and lack of crowds and stress for yourself. We also crashed "Grandparents' Camping Jamboree Weekend", went to Vermont, a state near and dear to me, twice, both times with new friends….hopefully the beginning of long-lived friendships and traditions. There was also that time when my parents watched the kids for the entire week in CT and Jeff and I had a no-fun, boring time (kidding, obviously).
Lovely Vermont |
Kitzmans do NoFo! They better come back next year too! |
Grandparents' Camping Gamboree in Paconic State Park |
These are the foundational memories that our kids will
string together whenever they ride a bike, jump in a pool, eat a banana and smell
the ocean from this point forward. Really
good memories of summer…we should all have that.
Ugh. Goo. Or should I say, Gu? Okay, bad runner’s joke.
Boo…rhymes with goo. Goo is an interjection, I use to describe
how I feel about my running these days. For you non-runners out there, Gu is a flavored
frosting-like substance, in a small pouch used by long-distance runners to
re-fuel before, during and post runs. Neither one, is great.
I ran Hartford’s CTFastrak, 15K/9-mile course in early May
and killed it. I came in 5th out of 50 in my age group with an
8:25/mile pace. Shortly following that, I ran the Brooklyn Half and did pretty
well given the fact that I got like zero sleep the night before it (kids, man).
I was just a few minutes shy from my PR (personal record) last year when I ran
it with my Sister. I was feeling fast,
strong and 90% recovered from my injury last fall. I was excited about taking
on my 3rd NYC Marathon attempt and 16-week marathon training program.
But then I did Soul Cycle. Fucking Soul Cycle. I didn’t fall
off my bike or anything, but all that “tappin’ it back” was not well-received by
hamstring. I tapped myself back so far that I’m in physical therapy twice a
week and modifying my training the best I can to prevent further injury and
race in this year’s marathon. Seriously, running the NYC Marathon has turned into
a mean, long-running joke…I’m just going along for the ride and trying to keep
my head up and feet steady underneath me. Stay tuned, I’m sure there will be
more to come on this topic.
School Memo
Colette started Pre-K. I started my MBA. She’s learning
about community leaders. I’m learning about world leaders. She has like 1 minute
of homework, whereas I have hours. We’re both into backpacks, highlighters and
kitten folders. We agree that being a student is cool but hard.
1st Day of Pre-K |
Two years ago, Mayor Bill DeBlasio and his administrators, launched
NYC’s first free, full-day Pre-K program (UPK) made available to all 4-year
olds. At its inception, I had a 2-year-old and newborn, was in survival mode
and didn’t think much of the program and what it would mean to our family.
Fast-forward two years, and it’s all I can think about. After four years of
paying for full-time childcare we were so excited to take advantage of the
program and savings this fall.
The only problem with the program, is that everyone wants in,
and everyone wants in on the same schools. It’s a lottery system and every eligible
child is guaranteed a placement, but not guaranteed which placement. Over 500 families applied to our first
choice, our zoned elementary school PS 9, but they only have 90 Pre-K seats
available. Therefore, there is a waitlist, and the Rigbys are #6 on it. In the
meantime, we accepted a seat for Colette at a private school, which is part of
the UPK offering. Sunny Skies (not to be
confused with the horrifying Sunny Side Day Care in Pixar’s Toy Story 3) has been
good so far but definitely an adjustment (8am drop-off, uniforms, frequent
vacation days, etc.) We’re still crossing our fingers, that we get off the
waitlist and into PS 9…the school that all of our and Colette’s friends got
into. We’ll see.
Summary
We’re happy, healthy, learning, training, going on adventures
and making great memories. I’ll update you soon….I promise.