Ay vida mia

What's that saying about Tuesdays? "No te cases ni te embarques." Don't get married or go on a trip. It has a nicer ring to it in Spanish, trust me. I had lunch today with a friend. He and I have a working relationship that excites me. I love his vision/art/energy. More than that, I admire how everything he does he approaches with nothing but passion. I love it! I'm hoping to marry all those things I admire about him with my strengths/talent/work ethic. I'm feeling very philosophical now. I must still be on my runners' high. That's riiiight, runner's high!

I set out to go for a run after work. But none of this 1.5 mile shit. I need to break the 2 mile mark; my first race is less than three weeks away! Yikes! I set out on my run, but instead of the usual running around the park, I make it a point to cross the 'Drive' over to the path. My goal is to run over to the 9mile marker and turn around. I'll figure out the distance when I get home (gmap-pedomter.com rocks!) When I get home I forget about the mapping and instead go about my evening's routine. "Hmm, why are my legs sore?" I ask myself as I wash the dinner dishes. "Hmm, my legs feel sore" I say to myself while I check the answering machine/mail/e-mail. Oh yeah! I almost forgot; let me map out the distance. Drum roll please...2.97 miles. That's right baby, 3 miles! I SO rock. Such a small number, yet such a big breakthrough. Breakthroughs are like trips, aren't they?

stats: 2.9mi.; 31 min.