Mental Housekeeping

A kind of random, get this off my chest, it's been on my mind kind of post, mostly about nothing.

*I am tired.  That happens when you are not sleeping well.  Hubby says I was talking in my sleep the other night.  I never talk in my sleep.

*Had the most amazing meal last week when I took my hubby out for his birthday: Mojitos (yum!), Dulce: fire roasted sweet corn empanada, goat cheese, vine ripe tomatoes, garlic mojo and for the main course, Baby back ribs with BBQ chipotle sauce, corn on the cob (Mexican style with Queso Fresco), sweet potato fries.  The main course was huge, but so yummy!  I took most of it home...no dessert..no room!

*While my long run on Saturday was better than the one I had last weekend in the fires of hell, it was still hard.  I also had tummy issues the night prior so only ate toast and grapes; not good fuel for a long run the next day.  I threw up breakfast on the run and acquired matching blisters in my normal pair of shoes, go fig.  Stellar!!

*Ever since I started doing triathlons I wake up with sore feet and ankles.  It is even more prevalent now that I am running more and running barefoot.  I hobble out of bed like an old woman, but then it goes away after I walk around for a couple of minutes.  I am now doing ankle rotations, flexing and extending my ankles before I get out of bed.  It helps some.  Anyone else on this?  Am i just old?

*Speaking of old.  I joke about my age all the time, but really, I have no hangups about being 44.  I am comfortable with it.  I am a very casual dresser and pretty laid back, I don't wear makeup, but wear sunscreen religiously.  So why am I still coloring my hair?  I've decided not to any more.  I'm going gray people.  It is going to be ugly as I don't plan on cutting it short.  I'm just sick of coloring it.  I may have to still do a little of that while it grows out to even out my skunk line, but eventually I'll be done.  I'm using Cindy Joseph's photo as my inspiration in case I start getting cold feet.  And yes, I will be sharing this journey with you all!!  Aren't you a bunch of lucky buggers?

This woman is 60!  Gah!  I am about 50% gray, probably much like this.

This was taken last summer, but my hair looks exactly the same now, maybe longer since I haven't cut it since October.  See, low maintenance gal.

PS:  My husband is not being very supportive, but it isn't for him to decide.  So I am soldiering on!!!

*Did my first complete run in VFFs on Friday.  I have been running barefoot (really bare. foot.) working my way up to a full run.  I did :40.  I am planning on doing :50 this afternoon.  Why I felt I needed to wear the VFFs is a mystery.  I haven't been running in them at all, only barefoot, yet I felt I should.  Interesting how the logic of the mind works......or doesn't work.

*I was recently asked to help contribute some thoughts or memories, etc. for current school age kids about growing up and going to school in the 80s (as if they care).  It is all a blur, but I do have one funny memory:

In 1980 I was in the 7th grade and I was just about to turn 13 at the end of the school year.  I had planned a birthday party in my parent’s basement, cuz that is what you did back in the day.  Not any of this ridiculous, expensive nonsense I see these day with clubs, and hired musicians, party planners. Sorry, got carried away.  Anyhoo....my friends had asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I knew exactly what to request:  an album/record called “October” by a band called U2.  Who? They asked, Never heard of them.  Don’t worry, just look for it in the store, I am sure you will find it.

What makes this funny to me, is the fact that there was a time when U2 was barely known, even for very music conscious preteens.  Also, that they would have to go to a store and buy a record.  Today you don’t have to leave the comfort of your own home to acquire music, and as for it being a record....well, that predates even CDs.  Please tell me they know what a CD is?

On the heels of that, comes this:  Recently on a post by Jeff, he used a line from a Pearl Jam song as his post title and challenged his readers to guess where it was from.  Jon got it right and said something to the effect, "Wow, that really takes me back to 1997/1998 when I was 14/15 years old."  I really got a kick out of that.  Going waaaaaaay back, ha!  I mean, hell, he wasn't even born when I was requesting that U2 record!  Love it!


*The Chelsea Hotel closed it's doors to new reservations.  Only the existing tenants are able to stay.  It is going to go through some big changes, although the management denies this.  An end of an era.  A NYC institution comes to an end.  Manhattan is like a suburban strip mall these days.  There is no grittiness left here; it's a shame.  NYC just ain't what it used to be.


*I'm way behind in doing this, I always forget.  I wanted to congratulate Jon, Mandy  and Mary (who earned a Kona spot despite a body that wouldn't cooperate) all the other athletes who did IMLP last weekend.  I followed you all day.  I'm so happy and proud of you guys, I feel like a mother hen!  Seriously, well done guys!!