By chris, on July 26th, 2010
Lord! I’m back with some tired ass legs but really happy feelings! I PR’d!!! (Even with those damn frickin’ hills of SF on my ass!)
I need to jot down a real race report, but for now… here are some kick ass things that happened this weekend:
- I met ChicRunner at the Expo!
- I met Running Green Girl – literally while I was running the course, I spotted her Jamba t-shirt and ran up to her. (I’m sorry I messed up your blog name when I unceremoniously ran up to you!)
- I got my regular-sized Body Glide!
- I ate A LOT of great food… under the guise of “carbo-loading!”
- I finally got to taste the salty caramel at Bi-Rite!
- I hung out with Eric practically all weekend!
- I got my fancy California Dreamin’ jacket!
- I got my fancy heavy bling for completing the California Dreamin’ series!!
- I missed Sheryl at the start of the race but met up with her after the race!
- I found out I get a crazy allergic reaction to Chimay – red rash all over!
By chris, on July 21st, 2010
Here’s my 10 for today:
- car insurance
- good samaritans
- steady gigs
- Mad Men – a repeat
- Twitter
- LinkedIn
- the LAPL
- the SMPL
- Whole Foods Market
- $1 mangoes
Mad Men S4
By chris, on July 21st, 2010
Well, I took so long to read Dead In the Family that the library sent me a note saying it was due and I couldn’t renew it. (It’s on the popular holds list.)
Translation: It’s such a boring book that it took me three weeks to get about 3/4 in. Thanks, Charlaine Harris, for wasting my time.
Here’s a mini-review: This is lazy writing that drags a story out. This series started to go downhill around Book 3 or 4, and here we are at Book 10. It takes forever to set this up, but why should you really? We’re already on Book 10. Sookie is pretty hard to like, and all she likes to yap about is sex with [spoiler] Eric. I’m glad I didn’t buy any of these semi-romance novels. What happened to the spunky Sookie? I’m going back to The Girl Who Played with Fire.
Dead in the Family by Charlaine Harris
But no, I have to finish it. I’m almost there and I don’t want to start over with another book in my count. So, it goes back in my Holds queue at the library. #187! Good lord, I’m running into a lot of irony lately.
187, get it? The code for murder.
By chris, on July 21st, 2010
Early last week, I found two notes on my windshield after work. Someone had swiped my car and another one saw it happen. Thank you for small miracles and good samaritans. That’s all I gotta say.
This is my first ever claim to an insurance company and it all worked out… for now. I’m waiting for the other party’s insurance company to approve repairs, which shouldn’t be hard. She hit my PARKED CAR in a parking structure. There is a witness who wrote down her license plate number for me.
Again, like I said, thank you for good samaritans who do the right thing.
I’m now driving a rental car – a Dodge Avenger – how appropros. It’s a pretty stiff ride with a very tall dash. I literally had to ‘pump’ myself up in the driver’s seat to see “over” the dash. It’s got the biggest blindspots ever. I have to look behind me at different angles about 20 times before trudging backwards in reverse or changing lanes. I find it weird that you can still listen to the radio when you don’t have the key in the ignition. Does that mean the radio stays on even if you leave the car?
My temporary ride - Dodge Avenger
By chris, on July 17th, 2010
Before I forget, I’ve got to write this down. Last Sunday, I thought I lost Greta the Garmin. I spent a 1/2 hour looking for her and I couldn’t spend any more to look for her. It was already 7:50AM and I was going to be “late” for my long run.
I drove back out to Griffith Park and parked at the Zoo. There’s a lot of parking construction there but you can find good parking that early. I started my run at the parking lot and headed east on Crystal Springs Drive. Instead of ending my run on the packed dirt path, that’s what started it. I was on a roll. I checked my Blackberry, it said 8:00AM. By the time I finished, I checked it again and it read 9:48. That averages out to about a 12-minute mile. *eyebrows raised* I’m not sure how accurate that is then. I’ve run a 12:40-mile but a 12:00 mile? I’m skeptical of my speed.
During my second loop, on Crystal Springs, I ran opposite a big group of Army recruits or trainees. The first few guys were really fast; it looked like they were sprinting. Then I weaved around the rest of them. They got out of my way, which was nice. The last guy looked really big, and he was struggling to keep up. I wondered where their route took them. 3 miles? 1 mile? I ran past the group of trainers/leaders/people-in-command and thought they could have used some exercise.
While I did get a late start, I felt good throughout the entire run. I tried to spread out the Sport Beans after Mile 3. I’d love to eat peanut butter and down more water during the SF Half but I’m not sure how practical that’s going to be. Sport Beans are great, but sometimes I think I need more fuel than sugar.
It got a little warm but in the end, a good solid long run. I even stopped at the Autry National Center and did some tricep dips and push-ups. (Note: my arms are super weaksauce.)
Run: A
Effort: A
Oh and I found Greta!! I had put her in the plastic tub that I use to do my hand-washing. It was hiding in there. Duh. I must have put her there to not lose her (hah!) while cleaning the bathroom.
