The apple crisp was perfect.
Not too sweet.
Apples weren't soggy.
Everything important about life, I learned while running. Or while I complained about running or avoided running or whined about not having run enough. Breathing, seeing, sweating, aching, exhilarating, and general observations.
Turns out I can't run today.
So it's the end of the week of me. The work week.
I am sending stuff to my sister.
So, I go down to the cafeteria and it's buffalo chicken wrap day. The line are out the door! So I settle on a seafood salad wrap with a picke and fries. For some reason, it didn't hold the same allure for me as in the pas. I guess I am sick of seafood salad wraps! I would have gone out but the winds are up to 45 mph gusts and I wasn't in the mood to be buffeted about like a plastic bag. The plastic bag of course recalls the video sequence in American Beauty where the Toby McGuire character has video'd a plastic bag dancing in the wind.
We are all moved out of 85 Waltham Street as of last night. Of course, I am not counting the load of laundry that is currently there. We should be able to finish the last bit of laundry tonight.
I spend the better part of Sunday afternoons dreading Mondays.
I am sitting here listening to the noise of grinding screwdrivers and god knows what else.
Without a blog!!!
Went for my lunch at noon. 4.2 miles along the river and back to the office. Not too bad, albeit a bit windy. I would say that 20 mph headwinds was pretty blustery. I am happy with my effort.
Saw something yesterday on my way out on the subway out to Alewife to meet Amanda to go to Rhode Island to pick up some scotch. Interesting guy with cornrows. Looked like he's about 40. Hair was so short it ended at the nape of his neck. Isn't he a bit OLD for this? Not to mention the PDA with a woman who looked about his age. Maybe he matured early and looks older than he is.
I am going to Rhode Island with my friend Amanda to get the Scotch! Happy happy happy!
This weekend I ran a total of 26.25 miles, fell down and cracked my chin - which is bruised and swollen not to mention red an angry looking and painful, bought a clothes cabinet-stained it-poly'd it-moved it over against the wall-hung clothes in it, moved more stuff from Joe's old place to the new house - the futon, clothes, more kitchen stuff and food stuff, etc. - not to mention the grill. I also went to get my orthotics adjusted. We went to the tile place and got tile for the new half bath and utility room. Joe is going to go and pick it up hopefully today. It will be put in this weekend. It was a very busy week.
I just ate a bag of chips. Came back from a 4.2 mile run. A bit slower than yesterday's 5 miler but that's okay. It was a good day for a run.
Cher's Blog is boring. So is MJ's. It never changes! ARG!
It's decided. We have only one yahkee mandu in the fridge.
It's the elixer of life. I had my fasting blood test at 9am. No coffee, no food, nothing but water until after. It was a miserable start to the day.
I think I ate too much breakfast. My stomach feels really bloated. I hate that feeling, like I had such a big meal that I can't move.
They blew it again!
I am off to the gym to run.
I just ate lunch. On the way downstairs, I saw my boss in the elevator and I told him about that nasty wind out there. Anyway, it was Buffalo Wrap day! ARG! I forgot about that. That's like all they serve! Except for Salads, sandwiches and the deli. So I ended up with a slice of pepperoni pizza and a seafood salad wrap with fries. I'll have the other half of the sandwich later when I get hungry. Although with the addition of pizza, I probably won't get hungry like I usually do. Anyway, as I was standing in the checkout line, my boss gets behind me. I guess he didn't want to fight that nasty wind I told him about! LOL!
Time to get lunch. Question is, do I go out or chance the delectable delights in the cafeteria?
I am so exhausted. I cannot wait until the playoffs (actually, the whole SERIES) is OVER! Staying up watching baseball is killing me. My girlfriend called me up and CANCELED our outing tonight so she could watch the game. Which I am NOT complaining about since I wasn't going to be able to get my run in tonight due to that outing.
Almost. It's amazing what a good night's sleep can do. Like unstick the back of your eyelids from your eyeballs. Like make the pain behind the eyes go away. Like life the foggy feeling that sits like a veil on top of you.
I am so tired. My eyes are aching. Not just that they are like SANDPAPER but the fact that they hurt from BEHIND due to lack of sleep. The World Series is gonna kill me before the Sox lose an the Yanks win! :o) HAH! Actually, the Cubs would be good, too.
Ugh. I hate having to eat lunch when I am not hungry. But I have to eat or it will run into another meeting. I am such a bitch when I am hungry. Ask Joe. Due to my crazy week he has been beset with a massive amount of bitchiness from me because I haven't had the time to eat... and being someone who doesn't like to upset the applecart, I just go along and fail to mention that I need to eat - which leads to more bitchiness, which is worse than me saying that I have to eat. All of which could have been prevented by my just saying that I need to eat. But I hate having to run everyone's schedule around my feeding needs.
It's been a while. I think, along with my running, Blog is good Therapy. Even my friend Cher has decided to blog more regularly. I miss Amanda's and Debbie's blogs. I realized I had a lot of catching up to do. So I go out and read Amanda's and it looks good. She wrote about that fantastic dinner we had - the Club of Six Inaugural Gathering. The scotch was unbelievable, as was the cheese and the tenderloin. Oh, mustn't forget the pears or the stuffing! ACK! My mouth is watering just thinking about it.