This Saturday is the Susan B Anthony 5K. In part, because I like their mission:
The race has been successful every year in providing women with a non-intimidating atmosphere to challenge themselves to run or walk farther or faster than they may previously have.
I put a pink skirt at the top. I’m getting that at half price. I don’t like them to run in, but I love them to kick around in. Plus, everyone gets one of these: I don’t know what’s up with the pink, but I do love the Sacramento Running Club. They put on awesome events. I’ll pick up Kim at 5am, and we’ll take ourselves to the beautiful American River.
Today marks the second day of teacher’s meetings. My usual response is: Blech. However, I got some cool ideas, and met with my new principal, who is probably 15 years younger than me. Good news: He saw my 1988 World Series (Game 1) and 1988 NLCS ticket that I have framed. He’s a Dodger fan. Good, good news. Apparently, there’s a whole cluster of them at my new school, which is unusual for this SFGiants country. He’s a Cub Scout leader, like me.
Best of all? It seems as if he will be letting me do what I want. Life is good.
This is my classroom as I saw it today. NO, not really. Internally, I groaned when I walked into yet another school room. I’ll be teaching English at a Continuation High School come Monday. I looked at the walls, at the floor (it’s a portable), and sighed. Here we go again.
Then, I started tearing stuff off the walls, and that young woman who first taught in 1981 came out to play. I started seeing possibilities. How will I impart the knowledge that they need to know? How will I help them become productive members of society? That, I think, is the real question. The other question is, with all the interviewing, hustling, transcript ordering, etc., why in the world is God placing me here? What will they learn from me?
More importantly: What will I learn from them??
Today’s run: Yes, I’m going to put my digits up on the board, for myself and to keep honest in Quadrathon’s challenge. You’ll notice I named the run Quadro 1. Ate pretty well today, lost a pound. Everybody keep back, I’m winning those prizes!!
Date:
8/5/2008 5:15 AM
Type:
Hill
Course:
Quadro1
Distance:
3.32 miles
Duration:
35:39
Pace:
10:45 / mile
Shoe:
ASICS 2130 Pink (1)
Weight:
OINK
Statistics:
Calories: 459 VO2 Max: 27.2
First Three: Push it, Salt & Pepa/Thanks for the Memories, Fall Out Boy/Give It to Me, Madonna.
Off to National Night Out with the Cub Scouts. Betcha didn’t know that I’m a leader, huh??
Over at Quadrathon, I’ve joined a weight loss challenge. I’ve spent three glorious days in LA, ending with a fabulous run at Dodger Stadium yesterday. However, I tend to do nothing in terms of eating clean or working out when I’m visiting my family. Yesterday, I promised myself I would run. Then my Dad yells, “I’m making french toast!” Well, you got it. I ate.
Here’s the damage at Dodger Stadium:
1 Dodger Dog (have to have to have to)
popcorn, diet coke, Carnation malt, Frozen Lemonade. This after the French toast breakfast. Last night Ham, twice stuffed potatoes, asparagus, rolls, peach cobbler. So, yeah, I’m a fatty. We played pinochle and Scrabble, and had a great, relaxing time, but the mouth just kept opening. As I’m typing this now, I’m feeling hungry. And not for oatmeal.
No worries. I’ll be down 5 by the weekend, and will be on my way to Internets stardom via Mr. Quad’s weigh loss challenge. Off to Northern California, and the school year starts tomorrow.
Characters we met at Chavez Ravine:
We were sitting in front of these three dudes: One, a college grad from Long Beach, one a correction officer just back from Iraq, and one trying to beat a drug charge, clean 18 months after a 90 day drug sentence. My sister and I laughed throughout the game as we heard these gems:
Dude, the 80’s were like, 40 years ago.
Dude, if you say, “I’m here, is it spelled h-e-r-e, or h-e-a-r?
This guy comes up to me at the end. He says, “Can I have your autograph? Do you play on the beach volleyball team, because you have the tan, and the arms.” LOL He was drunk. Sadly, that may be my new demographic. Heh.
We bought the kid (23 years old!!) from Iraq a beer; he was a Marine reservist who was called up. Big deal. A beer for everything he did. But, he was grateful. We’re all about military in our family. Big supporters.
Here is the live result of one of my favorite bloggers, LARunner. MAN YOU ARE STINKIN’ FAST!!!!! A 9:03 pace, then even faster at the half!!!!
He is 4678.
Then, there’s Arkansas Running Girl, another rock star that I’m following. Bib 9425.
If you’re running anything this weekend, you’re inspirational to me. I’ll be having a Dodger Dog on the 3rd base line today…to see if Manny can be all that we want him to be!!
Good luck to both of you. Breathe in on that Golden Gate. Look around. Simply amazing view.
Perhaps now the Dodgers will want that first place spot.
Edit: Spoke too soon: New Look Dodgers, Same Look Results Crap. 3 games behind now? I have tickets for Sunday’s game, and it better be a good one. Everytime we spend buckets of money getting someone, (I’m remembering something about Darryl Strawberry here), it tends to backfire. As Manny said yesterday, he felt like a kid being in LA, and was so nervous. Well you know what, buddy? Get those stars outta your eyes and PLAY!
Yes, it’s that time again. Time for the unveiling of a new page at the top of my blog. I know, I know. You want to hear these stories. You need to hear them. Therefore, I give you, Fun Cocktail Party Stories or Small Brushes With Fame.
Did 3 miles today, Catwalk Song was Barracuda, by Heart. Fun run, sweated 2 pounds out of my body. Off to the mall with two boys in tow, my paycheck and an attitude.
Today’s cross training was brought to you by the hot cop who was right behind me in Yoga class. I’ve been separated for a year and a half, and I’m not looking. At all.
It’s amazing, however, how having a male in my class makes me do the Yoga poses so very very perfectly. There was no wiggling during Tree Pose. I did the Pigeon with expertise. Downward dog? None better.
I have suddenly become aware that the world is filled with people that are of the male persuasion. I live in a very small town, and again…I’m not available…but suddenly, there they are…and they’re everywhere. However, the hot cop in the class suddenly made me not just notice, but actually sit up and take notice.
Perhaps my addled brain is due to the all day boy fest we had yesterday. Four boys, Pizza, swimming, Journey to the Center of the Earth (in 3D, with glasses!), Tae Kwon Do & Cub Scouts. When I finally put the boys into bed, I gave them the 3B lecture.
“Don’t come and get me unless you are bleeding, barfing, or have a broken bone.” Susan reminded me today that *house on fire* should be in that category. Gymnotes #1 came in with blood on his foot, but they were giggling, so I assume it was a manufactured injury.
I watched Generation Kill, and How to Look Good Naked. Finally fell asleep, blissfully at 11:30 or so. Just needed some down time. Am going out of town for a quick LA trip, this being my last weekend before work on August 5th. As I’m typing this, they are yelling for me to play Monopoly.
We’ve gone from the smoky, gray skies to this beautiful blue this morning. That’s the flag that flies in my front yard. I wanted to get a pic to compare it to the sky we had before Bass Lake. Simply Beautiful. Today, the Telegraph Fire in Mariposa County is out of control. We wouldn’t be able to go to the lake if we needed to go today.
Ran 2.93 at a snail’s pace. I do hills, but even that isn’t enough to justify my ever slowing pace. I was out there at 5:30am, making myself run through this GI problem I seem to be having.
This song came on my shuffle just as I hit the high run. The groovy visuals are for all the acid-droppers out there*. The song is a great Catwalk song…and good news for us… I called the Police Dept. a month or so ago, because we had quite a bit of tagging there from reputed gangs in our area. Last week, I noticed the volunteers up there painting over them. Nice to run on quiet concrete again.
I don’t know what’s up with the pink, but I do love the Sacramento Running Club. They put on awesome events. I’ll pick up Kim at 5am, and we’ll take ourselves to the beautiful American River.
Ate pretty well today, lost a pound. Everybody keep back, I’m winning those prizes!!
OINK
