Sunday, June 8, 2008

The one in front is not always the leader


On Saturday we enjoyed Mt. Play with Rob, Emily, and Margaret. As always the show was spectacular with singing, dancing, outdoor picnic, and flying monkeys.

After the show instead of taking the short bus back down the mountain to our car, we decided to hike down (a nice way to work off some of the wine, salami, and cheese we had feasted on for 3-hours straight). Scanning the hillside we found a group who looked like they knew where they were going, so we followed. About 1.5 miles down the hill, the woman at the back of their pack turned and said, “you know we’re going to the restaurant, we’re not walking down.” Oops. So we continued on another trail following another set of people. 4-miles and many turns later, Rob wised up and turned on his GPS (the power of technology) to verify we were pointed in the right direction. Nope. Wrong direction entirely. A mountain-side U-turn and much grumbling later, we found ourselves on the right path. The funny thing is the “right path” was cloaked in signs saying “Mt. Play hike to the bottom” – I guess following directions instead of the apparent leader(s) would have been the wise thing to do. Live and learn. That said, our hike was much more memorable and fun.

Ah Florida

I just landed in Orlando, FL, for the Gartner Application/Integration summit (thrilling, believe me) and am hot hot hot! It's muggy and hot here and I feel like I've stepped into a different country. I'm also amazed at how pancake like it is ... and while the landscape is uber flat, the people are not. Kidding. Oof, karma is going to get me.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

F no, I want to look good for ther camera


The Rock & Roll Marathon pictures finally came out and I tried to grab a few online. I sent them (lovingly ... OK, and gloatingly) to Matt, my mom, and my dad this afternoon.


When I got home from work the conversation went something like this:

A: What did you think of my pics?! I did a marathon, did you see my pics?

M: Yeah ... you look kinda (insert picture of a dinosaur dancing while learning to fly and swim at the same time).

A: Meany. J-face. You try running 26 miles.

M: F no, I want to look good in my pictures!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Working out in style ... ism?

I still can't run (my feet are way too messed up to lace up) so I decided to go to Bar Method instead (no shoes required - awesome). In class there were the token Lululemon dawners, and then something new - a girl dressed in head to tow spandex with pearls. Now that's a stylish workout. Weird, but stylish. Maybe I should upgrade from my old sweats and running tops to a onsie with a fur collar? Maybe I'll just stick with being snide (insert mean word that starts with B here) and be comfy.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Fame in the fam

Just as I love running and San Francisco, Matt's brother, Gabe Taylor, loves snowboarding, golf, and Mammoth (to name just a few). I'm sure he and Amanda enjoy many isms - a handful of those involving snowies (made up word for snowboard roadies - it seems he has a few).

Here's a cool article on the Gabester: http://www.snowboard-revolution.com/rider/Gabe-Taylor-Interview.html

I do have to admit, the guy inspired me over the years with fitness and a need to do better. That said, I have no desire to ever jump off crazy snow jumps like the ones he does. No way - I prefer my feet on the ground laced into running shoes or Jimmy Choos.

Monday, June 2, 2008

Ah the places we'll see

One of my favorite things in life (right behind spending time with family and friends) is travel. I love almost any travel - in fact, I'm gearing up for a very exotic trip to Orlando next week. This past weekend Matt and I spent 4-days in San Diego for the Rock & Roll and I count that as travel. It was the most relaxing weekend away from home (despite the race) I've enjoyed in years. His family lives down there and it's always fantastic hanging out, eating Mexican, and sharing stories.

Today I experienced a brief moment of insanity thinking I could/should move down there. It came during a conversation about housing and rental costs - Kathleen mentioned a beautiful 3-bedroom, 2-story, yard and parking place by the beach that was running for $2,400. That hurts. But then I remembered the differences - San Diego always leaves me feeling a bit Ugly Bettyish as I do not have blond hair, a perfect rack, or polished nails and face.

San Francisco will always hold my heart in both a travel spot (hey, there are a lot of things to see here) and home. We have museums, the best food, beaches (they're freezing, but whatever), hills, and isms galore. I mean, how could I give up my favorite street dwellers? Mr. "The lady always walks on the inside" who sits on Polk gathering change (although I swear I think he has a house on top of Russian Hill) is only in San Francisco - in SD he'd probably be ranting about "the lady always wears the string bikini."

Sunday, June 1, 2008

26.2 - Marathon day!



Because my brain is still not quite working (not to mention my knees, feet, hips, etc.) this'll be a short one. It was the San Diego Rock & Roll marathon today and it was quite a day. I finished just under 3:40 at 3:39:57 and, with only 3-seconds, I made it to the Boston marathon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy smokes (insert cuss words expressing uber happiness here).

You can view the finish line video online at:
http://video.nbcsandiego.com/player/?id=257801

I'm at 3:42:15 - yes, I know that's not under 3:40, but I didn't get across the starting line until 6:37:40 this morning and, by the power of technology, was logged - hence subtracting the surplus minutes from my actual time. Whew - I thought the race winded me, but that sentence was a toughy too!