For those of you who are familiar with the UF campus, I just ran allllll the way down Museum Road (meaning from my apartment complex to the point where it dead-ends into Hull Road), then walked a bit, then ran some more, zigzagged off the campus and went down Archer, about to Shands; then walked the rest of the way. My estimation is about 5 miles total distance, and probably a little under 4 miles of that was running. Good for me. :)
And when I was leaving the Crazy House earlier, I found 5 euro in my (zippered) jeans pocket - from June. Maybe even earlier; I can't remember the last time I went anywhere without a purse and put money in those pockets. (The zippers tend to stick, so I try to avoid using the pockets.) Anyway, it's been washed so many times that it's almost completely severed in two. I hope I can keep it intact until August...
Another exciting kernel of news - R swam last night! She hasn't swum since her last race (in May) and hasn't really shown any desire to. I'm not sure what suddenly inspired her, but she got in and swam about 1000m with the masters team last night. Every single person who showed up said something to the effect of, "HEY! You're in the water!" and got all excited. I tried to downplay it and act as if it were normal ("Hey, how does it feel?" ... "Like s**t!") because I get the feeling that she's a little self-conscious. (She said the whole reason she got in was because there were only two people there - me and J, the girl I usually pace with - but then more showed up unexpectedly.) She couldn't even swim a whole 50 fly without getting tired, and she used to compete in the 200. But at first, when it was still just me and J and R in the water, the two of us were just watching her in admiration out of the corners of our eyes. Out of shape or not, her stroke still carries her so far and looks so graceful. J and I both sort of resented it that other people showed up, because then R started playing around with handstands and stuff, not wanting to 'perform for an audience'. We could have watched her all day.
Okay, I'm going to take a nap now, to make up for the sleep I missed last night thanks to whining dogs and puking cats. Then I'm going to go feed said whining dogs and puking cats, and then I'm coming back here for F's birthday party and sleeping here. I'll go back first thing in the morning - like 7.00 - but I'm not up for another night like last night.
Zzzz...
And when I was leaving the Crazy House earlier, I found 5 euro in my (zippered) jeans pocket - from June. Maybe even earlier; I can't remember the last time I went anywhere without a purse and put money in those pockets. (The zippers tend to stick, so I try to avoid using the pockets.) Anyway, it's been washed so many times that it's almost completely severed in two. I hope I can keep it intact until August...
Another exciting kernel of news - R swam last night! She hasn't swum since her last race (in May) and hasn't really shown any desire to. I'm not sure what suddenly inspired her, but she got in and swam about 1000m with the masters team last night. Every single person who showed up said something to the effect of, "HEY! You're in the water!" and got all excited. I tried to downplay it and act as if it were normal ("Hey, how does it feel?" ... "Like s**t!") because I get the feeling that she's a little self-conscious. (She said the whole reason she got in was because there were only two people there - me and J, the girl I usually pace with - but then more showed up unexpectedly.) She couldn't even swim a whole 50 fly without getting tired, and she used to compete in the 200. But at first, when it was still just me and J and R in the water, the two of us were just watching her in admiration out of the corners of our eyes. Out of shape or not, her stroke still carries her so far and looks so graceful. J and I both sort of resented it that other people showed up, because then R started playing around with handstands and stuff, not wanting to 'perform for an audience'. We could have watched her all day.
Okay, I'm going to take a nap now, to make up for the sleep I missed last night thanks to whining dogs and puking cats. Then I'm going to go feed said whining dogs and puking cats, and then I'm coming back here for F's birthday party and sleeping here. I'll go back first thing in the morning - like 7.00 - but I'm not up for another night like last night.
Zzzz...
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