Disappointed

My asthma kept me awake all night and into the morning.  I missed my first two classes completely.  I didn't get to my 10:00 class until 10:30.  We only meet once a week, so I didn't want to miss everything. 

I'm afraid to hike 11 miles into the forest where there is no cell phone coverage with my asthma acting up.  I had to withdraw my name.  Hopefully, someone on the waiting list will be able to go in my place.  There is another trip in two weeks.  I'll spend the time getting used to the weight of my pack and breaking in my new shoes.  I wore them to school, by the way.  They seem quite comfortable so far.  They are warm, dry, and don't hurt my feet at all.

I don't drunk text very often, but I tend to insomnia text.  Poker Guy is going to be riding the MS150 with her.  I know they've been planning it a long time, but it pisses me off.  I sent him a message that said, "If you're going to continue your relationship with A___, I don't think I should see you again.  It bothers me more than I expected."  I haven't heard anything from him yet.  Part of me is hoping he'll call and say he won't see her any more or that the race will be the last time he sees her.  I really don't expect it to happen, though.  They seem to be much closer than I first thought.