The race is at 6pm. Unless some freak cold front is supposed to blow through by next weekend, it sounds entirely miserable. And I'm not dying to see any of the bands playing at the festival, so the choice was easy.
Running is kind of bumming me out lately. No matter what time I go, it's so miserably hot that I don't look forward to it, I don't enjoy it once I'm out there, and it's WAY too hot to take Riley, so I get home all hot and sweaty and still have to walk him, which sort of ruins half the reason I started running in the first place (which was to exercise us both at the same time).
Hey, weather gods? I'm not really complaining, because this is awesome kayaking weather, but would a bit of rain kill you? It's kind of miserable down here.
Today is my three-year anniversary at my current job, the longest solid stretch of time I have ever worked at the same place (I was at my last job for about 4 1/2 years, but I left and came back twice). It is slightly surreal to me that I've come to the same office, sat at the same desk, and done pretty much the same job virtually every weekday for THREE YEARS. It really does feel like my life is slipping by at an alarmingly fast pace.
I have lived in my current apartment for a little over 3 1/2 years now. Aside from the house I grew up in, it's the longest I've ever lived anywhere.
Am I becoming settled? Am I settling?
I've managed to pick up some yucky cold - my nose is all congested, especially when I lie down, so I've gotten next to no sleep for the past two nights, and I have a sore throat. This sucks.
Just found out that the Moonlight Margarita Run is $60 for both the run and the party. Supposedly the party is worth it, and I certainly want to support the Town Lake Trail Foundation, but ... damn. Maybe I'll just do the race ($30) and do a birthday dinner somewhere else after. Or maybe there are better ways to spend my birthday.
One of my favorite episodes of Seinfeld is the one in which Jerry tells George that wearing sweatpants in public is like announcing to the world that you've given up. I don't really ever wear sweatpants, so there's little danger of that happening, but today I'm wearing my yoga pants at work and I have to wonder if they send the same message. It does seem kind of lazy to think "Well, I'm going to yoga after work (10 hours from now) anyway, so why bother putting on real clothes now?"
In my defense, my yoga pants are much cuter than sweatpants.
I think the area around the upper Guadalupe got some rain over the weekend, because it spiked decently on Friday/Saturday and currently still has enough water to be paddle-able (maybe a bit scrapey). I don't know if it will stay high enough through next weekend, but it's worth checking.
But no one has really responded to my post (or Kat's original post) about what type of paddling we're hoping to do next weekend (assuming folks still want to go next weekend).
In Friday's yoga class we did some pretty deep hip openers/stretches. They mostly felt great, and I know I need to work on that area, but I think I went too deep and/or held too long on one stretch - I could feel it a little more than I probably should have deep in my left ... well, the left side of my butt, right around where I think the IT band starts. But it felt fine after class, so I didn't worry about it.
Then last night I went running, and afterward it hurt. I'm still running pretty short distances since the IT band irritation, but my last few runs have been pain-free and I'm really excited about that. I'm going to be damn unhappy if I've re-aggravated the injury doing yoga, which is supposed to be helping. :( I tried to do some of the same yoga stretches after the run to try and stretch it out again, but I'd run on the Town Lake Trail and parked at Edward's house, so I was doing my stretching at his house, and Luna was trying to molest me while I stretched. :/