This was brought up at lunch today and I could not remember some of the names that Lumpy and I had brought up in the past in a similar discussion, so:
Top ten guests you would invite to a dinner party…living or dead…where would it take place…?
I’m officially registered to run the full Rock n’ Roll San Antonio Marathon on November 16th.
Except for the lack of time due to work, the unexpected out of town guests, Sole Mates administrative stuff, my dad’s hospitalization, & mom in general…training week #1 was tough but uneventful. I “squeezed” in a couple of lunch break 3 mile treadmill runs at work, but I made it a point to run my 6 miler outdoors on Saturday morning. It was a pleasant escape. Anyway, I survived….
It’s funny how now that I’m done with school I seem to have less time, more laundry and it’s become almost impossible to stay up past 10pm. Maybe it’s my new position at work…took some time to get the derailed train back on track. It’s definately been hard not being in SAT with my dad since he’s been sick especially to bring some sanity to Toot’s life having to deal with everything including our high maintenance mother. I find it interesting that crisis has led the family to learn more about what we are like as individuals and how we function as a family. It’s just a more honest, “oh my gosh, we actually said it out loud” dynamic. 
So after a 6 month hiatus, I fiiiiinnallly went out for a run yesterday. IT WAS HOT (Yes, I said it). I went out at about 5:30 pm on my 3 mile route. I ran about a mile and a half and then I just had to stop running. My legs were doing well–they wanted to keep running, but my brain was just not with it. The brain was just all out of sync with the body. Then the little voice in my head wouldn’t shut up–you know the one–the one that just rambles on and on and it wasn’t being very nice (I’m not crazy, really). So I walked about 3/4 of a mile and ran the rest of the way home. Not a good run.
So I treated myself to a trip to Target today and I bought myself a sport watch! Start! Stop! Start! Stop! Fun.
What does a Sally do when her Lumpy has gone to a conference, you ask? Well, This Particular Sally watches a lot of t.v. This Sally spends more time than she would like with Dawg and Kitties. Today it struck me, as it has when Lumpy has been gone before, that I am perfectly free to do what I want. With Constraints. Nothing is quite as fun as it would be if Lumpy were with me, but sometimes I think, “I should go to breakfast/lunch/dinner!!!, I should call Mary!!!, I should hang out at the library!!! (geek alert), oh my gawd, I should go to the Russian art museum!!!, I love hiking and camping, I should camp!!!). My intention is to camp A Lot once the bugs are gone. I have 3 day weekends every weekend now, and I shall not miss an opportunity. This Particular Weekend will consist of running and/or cycling, watching the weather reports since we’re due for lots of rain, cleaning the dirty, dirty apartment, walking the dog until she’s pooped, rewriting She Runs curriculum, contacting one of the She Runs parents about their dog and the possibility of running with her, missing Lumpy, and a little more cleaning. It may also consist of a Puzzle Trade with Our Favorite Neighbor. We both do jigsaw puzzles, and once in a while we have a grand exchange. So, Lumpy, if you’re checking in, nothing’s going on, and a whole lot is going on. We’re bored, yet tired of all the activity. Come home soon!
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The questions raised were the same ones I thought about…
Lumpy has been kind enough to deal with Kevin at this point, since I might fly off the handle just a little tiny bit if I had to deal with him any more. Right now, he’s going back and forth about the kind of copy of the phone bill that Lumpy is providing him. Back story: Kevin’s phone did not work in Russia and mine did, so he borrowed my phone to make calls every few days. Fine, no problem, he’ll pay me back once we get home. He almost used up all my battery (No, I didn’t bring a charger. Lumpy and I are not so dysfunctional that I need to call home every few days to check up on him.), and could not understand my annoyance when my battery got low. I only brought it for emergency use and to try to locate Lumpy in the Munich airport if I needed to. The bottom line is that he owes us $300.00 and is being a jackass about paying it back. $300.00!!!!!!! I want my $300.00!!!!!
The sad thing is that I still have so much more to post. I’m not even working it out anymore, I’m just letting the world (okay, the Toots and Sally world) know about the fool that walks among it’s people.
BUGS. Poor Guinness looks like Pig Pen when we run, as we did today in Hyland. I probably do, too, but since I can’t see my own head, I’m not sure. I do have a lot of dive bombing of my head going on, and that is annoying enough. I can’t figure out what these bugs are that are in the prairies here, but they’re big and ugly and they like my poor puppy’s ears a lot.
On to the dragon boats. Wow, could that have been more fun? The idea was put out there that perhaps there should be underwater bombs and such shooting up at us to make it more exciting for the spectators, but I’m not sure I dig that one. Here are some photos that Coworker #2 (possible name change and sister poster/runner/miserable sufferer in the future…) sent:
Lumpy may add more photos with more definition, but LOOK HOW FAR AHEAD WE WERE!!! Lumpy and I are in row #2. I am on the right/starboard (facing the front of the boat), and Lumpy is left/port. You see the flag catcher, the drummer, row #1, then SALLY AND LUMPY!!! Coworker #1 is behind me and Coworker #2 is in front of me. It’s like a Sally sandwich. This was absolutely exhilarating. I was on a high all the way through inventory. Yes, I had to quickly leave and get to work to do inventory. I hate inventory. I really hate inventory. Anyhoo, it provided endless conversation starters and humor. Oh,and we were in the red/winning boat each time.
I HEART DRAGON RACING!!!!!
So, (in keeping with the current paddling theme) Coworker #1’s “Phantasmic BF SO” called in the “troops” for a Dragon Boat Race at a Dragon Festival. The Sally & The Lumpy along with Cowoker #1–obviously–and Coworker #2 all took part in the “Phantasmic BF SO”’s Dragon Boat Team.
Needless to say, it was two (2) days of mayhem, fun, thrills, aches/pains (not to mention the pain that will come tomorrow from DOMS), and general overall competition. Check out the DEETS at the links as to what Dragon Boating is…
Thanks to all involved who provided for us during this grueling adventure. You know who you are and shall, for the purposes of this, um, website(?), remain nameless.
Final results–much to the chagrin of the ADBA Gal–after we were in 9th place after our first pairing:
- Our second race time, after two heats, was 2:51 (min:sec)
- This was the 2nd fastest race time, next to the 1st of 2:49
- We finish 4th overall, after being in 9th at the midpoint.
- Hoo Ya! Way to dig in team!!!
My point is: take part in a dragon boat race. Not only is it fun, but it is a great Crazy Shite We’ve Done Resume builder.
Thanks again to “Phantasmic BF SO” for inviting us to be a part of the festivities.
P.S. Why have I not heard of this before now?!?! Time for a TAS Team…
So, as The Sally noted, we were just sitting here, trying to remember our anniversary date. We couldn’t exactly remember…was it the 2nd or 4th? I suggested we just call it the first Saturday in August–seems a lot more “official” that way.
So about 10 seconds after we concluded that discussion the phone rings. It is
Evidently, The Lumpy caused a tremor in The Force. So
No…THAT was is a disturbance in the Force.
