This blog feels like a tv show when it comes back in the fall and in the opening credits it has a montage of pictures that show what went on in the previous season.
So previously things I could have blogged about, but didn't.
We're going to Disneyland!
I took a trip to Disneyland with the Blights this summer. It had been awhile since I had visited Mickey and friends, and I had a good time. I didn't even mind the ride down and back, the hills were beautiful.
I could make a sidenote about people who take trips cross country without a single map in the car, except that the Blights put up with my weird self for four days and seemed pleased with my company (?!), so I won't say a word. But whereas Judith is buying me kitchen utensils for Christmas, I am so getting her a road atlas. After all, a car without a map, is like a kitchen without a wooden spoon.
I'm not really a ride kind of person. I'm not fond of being in cramped, dark spaces, and most of the rides at Disneyland take place indoors. I liked the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, mostly because of the song, and I liked the Haunted Mansion, again because of the music. But what I really loved were the roller coaster rides. The Matterhorn and Splash Mountain and the roller coaster at California Adventures were all crazy fun! I would stumble out of the cars, off the ride, giggling like a mad woman; what a rush!
This is the roller coaster at California Adventures, you do a loop in Mickeys head which turns you upside down. It's really fun. Ironically enough, the one ride that I hated at California Adventures was "Soaring Over California". You sit in this chair that resembles a ski lift, and it raises you maybe a foot off the ground. Then they turn off the lights, and show this movie of the natural wonders of California on a huge IMAX type screen. Apparently the affect is like you are really soaring over the mountains and oceans and fields of California. I say apparently because as soon as my feet left the ground I slammed my eyes shut, had a death grip on Bens arm and didn't dare open my eyes, or move until it was all over. I'm afraid of heights, you see.
Other best moments of Disneyland: the yummy huge rice crispie treats dipped in chocolate called Hunny Pots and only sold by the Winnie the Pooh ride, the electrical parade, and getting kissed on the hand by Tigger.
I was mooned, Super Janes and other athletic craziness
In keeping with tradition, I joined other night owls and ran 6 miles under the light of the full moon for the Palo Alto Moonlight Run. The run started out a little wet when it decided to sprinkle on us early in the evening, but the rain cleared soon enough, and off we went. I met my friend Ellen quite by chance as I was stretching by the bleachers and trying to keep warm before the start of the run. Ellen is very athletically inclined. She just oozes athletic ability. Seriously, she should be on a box of Wheaties or something. So as we were lining up for the run, she strides purposefully towards the front. This is not a good place for me. I'm not a box of Wheaties kind of gal. I'm more of the Captain Crunch variety. But I stood my ground in the front lines surrounded by very tall, muscular running types, anyone of them with legs longer than my whole body. When the buzzer went off, there was this rush of wind and a blur of limbs as at least 200 people passed me en masse in a matter of seconds. I had to look down at the ground to make sure my feet were actually moving. It was very disconcerting, as I had the feeling of actually moving backwards!
However, I just kept plugging along until eventually my mind and body both reached the agreement that "yes, we were actually running and we were going to keep running for awhile" and so I just fell into my normal stride. As with all things in my world, I'm a very slow starter. I'll get there eventually, I just have to go at my own speed. But I was very pleased that it was an easy run, and an hour and 18 minutes later I was standing at the refreshment table eating yummy coffee cake from Hobbees. I didn't linger at the after run festivities, because the very next morning I was to be up and ready to...
TRI with the Janes
Yes, I had planned to do a 6 mile run, and a sprint tri back to back on the same weekend. Sometimes I do things like that. Don't ask me why, I don't know. So I got home from the Moonlight Run around 10:30, was in bed by 11 and woke up at 5 AM to head out to Pleasanton for the See Jane Run Tri.
It was cold. Really cold. Cold enough that I considered getting my finisher tshirt and doing my own tri later on when it warmed up. Strangely enough it was actually warmer in the lake then on the ground. I was thankful for that. It was an uneventful tri, a lot like the Tri for Funs except of course it was Janes only, no Dicks allowed. Okay, that sounded dirty. Has anyone ever contemplated why in the Dick and Jane books the boy is called Dick. Doesn't that seem a little...well...tasteless? Why not Bob? Or Frank?
Anyway, the swim was frustrating because I couldn't break away from the few people in front of me. I had a face full of foot the entire time. The bike was fine, I had a bit of trouble clipping in on the hill out of transistion, but I managed one footed until I got to the top. The run was very slow. My legs hurt from the night before, so I jogged a bit and walked most of it. That was hard to do when everyone around me was running. But I told myself that I had my run the night before, and this was for fun. I did run across the finish line though, that's a must! I got a cool medal, and a super jane tshirt. But the best part of my crazy weekend was with all those calories burned I could eat as much pizza as I wanted!
I think I like the Mermaid series better. Even though they are an all women run and triathlon series, they don't seem to try so hard at being all about the estrogen. In my opinion, the See Jane Run Tri was really heavy on the "rah rah girl power", and I guess I was just not feeling the sisterhood of the running pants. If the idea is we are strong, confident women, shouldn't we be strong and confident enough to do a triathlon with the boys? Or is it that we are so strong and confident that we have gone beyond athletic events with boys and only compete with women? I don't know-it confuses me sometimes. I guess I understand how the testerone factor can change the dynamic of an event, but there doesn't seem to be any difference between Tri for Funs and the See Jane Tris, except maybe the Tri for Funs are a little better run. Besides in triathlon, men and women go in seperate waves anyway, so I don't understand the need to seperate them even further. It's not like your competing against a man to begin with. However, that's just my opinion.
No pictures of my run or the tri, but I'll have plenty to show for the half marathon. Brian will be there with the camera, so I'll have pictures of me, and pictures of random people, and pictures of any bikes that are there, and pictures of the sky and trees and feet and probably, if he's really bored as he waits for me to cross the finish line, several pictures of himself.
So previously things I could have blogged about, but didn't.
We're going to Disneyland!
I took a trip to Disneyland with the Blights this summer. It had been awhile since I had visited Mickey and friends, and I had a good time. I didn't even mind the ride down and back, the hills were beautiful.
I could make a sidenote about people who take trips cross country without a single map in the car, except that the Blights put up with my weird self for four days and seemed pleased with my company (?!), so I won't say a word. But whereas Judith is buying me kitchen utensils for Christmas, I am so getting her a road atlas. After all, a car without a map, is like a kitchen without a wooden spoon.
I'm not really a ride kind of person. I'm not fond of being in cramped, dark spaces, and most of the rides at Disneyland take place indoors. I liked the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, mostly because of the song, and I liked the Haunted Mansion, again because of the music. But what I really loved were the roller coaster rides. The Matterhorn and Splash Mountain and the roller coaster at California Adventures were all crazy fun! I would stumble out of the cars, off the ride, giggling like a mad woman; what a rush!
This is the roller coaster at California Adventures, you do a loop in Mickeys head which turns you upside down. It's really fun. Ironically enough, the one ride that I hated at California Adventures was "Soaring Over California". You sit in this chair that resembles a ski lift, and it raises you maybe a foot off the ground. Then they turn off the lights, and show this movie of the natural wonders of California on a huge IMAX type screen. Apparently the affect is like you are really soaring over the mountains and oceans and fields of California. I say apparently because as soon as my feet left the ground I slammed my eyes shut, had a death grip on Bens arm and didn't dare open my eyes, or move until it was all over. I'm afraid of heights, you see.
Other best moments of Disneyland: the yummy huge rice crispie treats dipped in chocolate called Hunny Pots and only sold by the Winnie the Pooh ride, the electrical parade, and getting kissed on the hand by Tigger.
I was mooned, Super Janes and other athletic craziness
In keeping with tradition, I joined other night owls and ran 6 miles under the light of the full moon for the Palo Alto Moonlight Run. The run started out a little wet when it decided to sprinkle on us early in the evening, but the rain cleared soon enough, and off we went. I met my friend Ellen quite by chance as I was stretching by the bleachers and trying to keep warm before the start of the run. Ellen is very athletically inclined. She just oozes athletic ability. Seriously, she should be on a box of Wheaties or something. So as we were lining up for the run, she strides purposefully towards the front. This is not a good place for me. I'm not a box of Wheaties kind of gal. I'm more of the Captain Crunch variety. But I stood my ground in the front lines surrounded by very tall, muscular running types, anyone of them with legs longer than my whole body. When the buzzer went off, there was this rush of wind and a blur of limbs as at least 200 people passed me en masse in a matter of seconds. I had to look down at the ground to make sure my feet were actually moving. It was very disconcerting, as I had the feeling of actually moving backwards!
However, I just kept plugging along until eventually my mind and body both reached the agreement that "yes, we were actually running and we were going to keep running for awhile" and so I just fell into my normal stride. As with all things in my world, I'm a very slow starter. I'll get there eventually, I just have to go at my own speed. But I was very pleased that it was an easy run, and an hour and 18 minutes later I was standing at the refreshment table eating yummy coffee cake from Hobbees. I didn't linger at the after run festivities, because the very next morning I was to be up and ready to...
TRI with the Janes
Yes, I had planned to do a 6 mile run, and a sprint tri back to back on the same weekend. Sometimes I do things like that. Don't ask me why, I don't know. So I got home from the Moonlight Run around 10:30, was in bed by 11 and woke up at 5 AM to head out to Pleasanton for the See Jane Run Tri.
It was cold. Really cold. Cold enough that I considered getting my finisher tshirt and doing my own tri later on when it warmed up. Strangely enough it was actually warmer in the lake then on the ground. I was thankful for that. It was an uneventful tri, a lot like the Tri for Funs except of course it was Janes only, no Dicks allowed. Okay, that sounded dirty. Has anyone ever contemplated why in the Dick and Jane books the boy is called Dick. Doesn't that seem a little...well...tasteless? Why not Bob? Or Frank?
Anyway, the swim was frustrating because I couldn't break away from the few people in front of me. I had a face full of foot the entire time. The bike was fine, I had a bit of trouble clipping in on the hill out of transistion, but I managed one footed until I got to the top. The run was very slow. My legs hurt from the night before, so I jogged a bit and walked most of it. That was hard to do when everyone around me was running. But I told myself that I had my run the night before, and this was for fun. I did run across the finish line though, that's a must! I got a cool medal, and a super jane tshirt. But the best part of my crazy weekend was with all those calories burned I could eat as much pizza as I wanted!
I think I like the Mermaid series better. Even though they are an all women run and triathlon series, they don't seem to try so hard at being all about the estrogen. In my opinion, the See Jane Run Tri was really heavy on the "rah rah girl power", and I guess I was just not feeling the sisterhood of the running pants. If the idea is we are strong, confident women, shouldn't we be strong and confident enough to do a triathlon with the boys? Or is it that we are so strong and confident that we have gone beyond athletic events with boys and only compete with women? I don't know-it confuses me sometimes. I guess I understand how the testerone factor can change the dynamic of an event, but there doesn't seem to be any difference between Tri for Funs and the See Jane Tris, except maybe the Tri for Funs are a little better run. Besides in triathlon, men and women go in seperate waves anyway, so I don't understand the need to seperate them even further. It's not like your competing against a man to begin with. However, that's just my opinion.
No pictures of my run or the tri, but I'll have plenty to show for the half marathon. Brian will be there with the camera, so I'll have pictures of me, and pictures of random people, and pictures of any bikes that are there, and pictures of the sky and trees and feet and probably, if he's really bored as he waits for me to cross the finish line, several pictures of himself.
Miscellaneous
Went to a pumpkin patch last week and bought a few pumpkins. Decided on being a witch for halloween (pictures to follow) and I now have taken over the care and feeding of Emma the cat.
Fozzie and Emma cat curl up in kitty bliss. It's good to find someone you can nap with.
So that pretty much sums up "my previous season"; I now return you to your life already in progress.
Went to a pumpkin patch last week and bought a few pumpkins. Decided on being a witch for halloween (pictures to follow) and I now have taken over the care and feeding of Emma the cat.
Fozzie and Emma cat curl up in kitty bliss. It's good to find someone you can nap with.
So that pretty much sums up "my previous season"; I now return you to your life already in progress.
2 comments:
Ack! I wondered if you were doing the moonlight run. Wes, Sarah, and I did the 5k. Wes and I with zero training of course....Sarah...we'll did I mention she's doing a marathon in November...why did did the 5k I'll never know. Anyway....I'm kicking myself for being a bad friend and not calling. :(
Oh no! I missed you all! :( But that's okay, next year for sure we'll all do it together with yummy pancakes afterwards! :) I thought about asking to see if you wanted to do it, but I thought you might be preoccupied with being a newlywed, or just plain tired from your travels and I didn't want you to feel any pressure. Did you have fun?
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