Back to running....and blogging

and it feels good! Except now I know how out of shape I am. I didn't run too far, but just enough. I'm wheezing and I feel like Wheezy from Toy Story.

I didn't wheeze this much when I started running last year, even in the snow, so I wonder if it has something to do with it being night time, me being exhausted and oh yeah, maybe the pizza and brownies I consumed at work tonight.

BUT that will be the last of that. More info on why coming soon :)

Tension Tamer

Tonight was the first day of classes. Man, oh man! This semester is going to keep my nose in one of the many books I had to buy today. I have 7 for ONE class! I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do. I'm meeting with my professor tomorrow to discuss when I should graduate. It's all overwhelming.

I wonder if which herbal tea I drink in the evening is a reflection of how my day went.

The highlight of my day

I walked home barefoot in the rain.

Win of the Season

"Only a couple guys in history hit the guts out of a baseball."


My friend Roger hit a grand slam today, helping us win our last game of the regular season. I'm on a coed softball team. Our team wears BRIGHT orange shirts and we're called Orange Julii.

I don't know if I'm prouder of his grand slam or the fact that someone quoted this to him as he got high-fives from the whole team.

Summer's in Full Force

It wouldn't be summer without a late night stroll and getting wet from sprinklers hitting the sidewalk.

My awesome roommates just made chocolate lollipops in the shape of hearts for all the girls in our apartment complex. They are just amazing like that. They even put everyone's first initial on them in white chocolate.

My sister listened to me ramble today. She's probably the only reason I really miss Arizona because it is clearly not the heat or the color brown that I miss.

It's also summer because the mosquitoes are hungry. I complained about my legs the other day, but now it's my legs, my foot, my hand, both arms. I'm just glad they haven't gotten my face....yet. I guess there is still over a month left of summer.

Love

Today on my run I was reminded of a biology professor who taught me that mosquitoes represented love to him.

He specialized in entomology and once, his wife was being bitten by a mosquito on her arm. Instead of swatting at it, she got his attention so he could look at it.

That, to him, was love.

If only I could be reminded to feel love with the two gigantic itchy, red spots on the back of my leg. I just feel frustrated.

Sentimentality

It's funny that I am terribly sentimental, yet I don't seem to keep a record of things. I need to though. Because when I forget, no else can remind me the way the trees made me feel, what the smell of the ocean reminded me of or what made us laugh so hard.