I was trotting across the Sam's Club parking lot during lunchtime, when everything went gray. It cleared up, and I found myself examining the concrete up close -- and not on purpose!
A coke, a polish dog, and some time later, yours truly staggered back to census training. I've never had this happen -- was it the hot classroom, no chance to get anything to drink, the muggy, changeable weather? Who knows. A couple of scratched-up, bruised knees, feeling a bit wobbly still. But doing better.
Out in the field tomorrow, doing my first evaluation.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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