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September 27, 2005
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Dragging Myself Out of Bed
I heard the alarm at 6:15 this morning and went through a rapid mental checklist of when else could run if I slept in. In between school and work (no time), in the break between classes (I still had reading to do for the later class), or after all of my classes (it would be 9:15 and I wouldn’t make it to the gym before it closed at 10). It was now or never. I got up and put in my contacts but in truth I was still debating. Should I run tomorrow instead? I took the contacts OUT of my eyes. Then I decided to suck it up, tried to figure out which contact went in which eye, and found clothing to wear (portions of which I slept in last night). I ran for 47:26 in a loop around the Charles. I have actually been crossing a highway to get to the river almost directly under a sign that says “no pedestrian crossing.” However, there was no way I could cross it during rush hour this morning. I followed some other runners and found a bridge over the highway. That was a good (and safe) find (that only took me a year to figure it out).
I Used Tools
I have been riding my bike home in the dark recently so I decided I should use the blinking red light/reflector my mom got me for Christmas last year. This meant I had to take out my tool kit and use a screw driver. It was the easiest task ever (there was one screw) but I felt very hard core. I haven’t used any tools in over a year. I rock. And now I blink.
New Employee Brings Bike; Quickly Put in Place
I intern at a medium-sized office where everyone knows everyone. My coworkers noticed that I ride my bike to work and it was the subject of lots of conversation. They told me all about the other employee who rides his bike to work. When they saw me locking my bike up outside they insisted I bring it inside so it would be safe. This was very kind of them, but I silently smiled inside b/c I have locked my bike up in MUCH worse places without a second thought. I work in a really safe neighborhood. (Though it is admittedly always preferable to have my bike inside.)
Then the other employee who bikes stopped by to say hello and chat. “So how far is your commute?” he asked. I’m not sure I would really call it a commute. “Oh, it’s just a mile. I bike to save some time.” [At this point my boss overhears our conversation and interjects to mention I also bike to school.] So I add, “Yeah, that’s another 1.3 miles from here.”
So um, how long is your com... “16 miles.” Is that… “Each way.”
SOCCER!!!
People in my running club may make an indoor soccer team. Oh yeah.
Posted by Audrey at September 27, 2005 10:23 PM
Comments
Damn! My eye didn't catch the first header until I was done. I ended up reading the entire post!
Oh well...
;-)
Posted by: Danny at September 28, 2005 12:59 AM
Sweet! Indoor soccer! So much fun!
Posted by: --Steve at September 28, 2005 08:52 AM
Your running club is starting a soccer team?! That would fill your yearing to play with that black and white checkered ball again!
Blondie
Posted by: Blondie at September 28, 2005 08:15 PM
That's pretty funny about taking your contacts in and out. Isn't half the battle just getting out the door. Once I'm out the door I'm fine (usually).
Posted by: Caitlin at September 28, 2005 09:25 PM