Equinox Vacation
I escaped to the paradise of Bainbridge for the weekend. I spent Friday picking flowers from the garden. All the last of summer, first of fall flowers that remain; mostly dahlias in white and red. I did find two sunset pink and yellow roses left in the garden, their perfume sweet but faint.
My friends Stacy and Roger came on Friday evening, and we ate Thai peanut pizza from Treehouse and spent the evening chatting and making each other laugh. Stacy is four and a half months pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, and we spent a lot of time talking about name combinations good, bad and outrageously horrible. It was a toss up between whether Bonnie and Clyde or Luke and Leia would be worse names. We talked about how twin names should at least "go together," so you don't end up with "John Mark" and "Princess Amethyst Coconut Isabella Esme Josephina Indiana Wookie-Woo." Which would, of course, spark a good debate on which one they loved best, right? I mean, take one side in the argument and...go.
Anyway. Roger ran the Freedom 5K Saturday morning while Stacy and I cheered him on. I am going to be running that race next year. Maybe not in 23 minutes like he did, but I am going to do it and I hope to be able to run most of it. I am working on my running. As I have tried to train at running I have found out an ugly truth: I hate running. Hate it. But 3 miles isn't that far. Being able to run about 5 miles? I'd like to at least be able to go that. My dedication to training at the running and working out has been spotty, as has my habit of eating junk food. I have been all over the map since last Novemeber, and my efforts to get it under control this summer have been patchy. Still going to keep trying, but I need a lot more discipline and dedication.
Story of my life, really.
Anyway, Stacy and Roger left late Saturday, and then I took a long swim in the pool and spent hours floating in the hot tub and watching the remains of the Super Harvest Full Moon come up in the sky all golden and gleamy. I slept long and happily, and then decided to go swimming all over again. A long shower, buffer and powder later, and I watched the Seahawks game. I'm waiting for my parents to get home from Ashland so I can at least say hi before I head home. The kitties Pickle and Pippen join me in contented awaiting and webs surfing.
Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall.
My friends Stacy and Roger came on Friday evening, and we ate Thai peanut pizza from Treehouse and spent the evening chatting and making each other laugh. Stacy is four and a half months pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, and we spent a lot of time talking about name combinations good, bad and outrageously horrible. It was a toss up between whether Bonnie and Clyde or Luke and Leia would be worse names. We talked about how twin names should at least "go together," so you don't end up with "John Mark" and "Princess Amethyst Coconut Isabella Esme Josephina Indiana Wookie-Woo." Which would, of course, spark a good debate on which one they loved best, right? I mean, take one side in the argument and...go.
Anyway. Roger ran the Freedom 5K Saturday morning while Stacy and I cheered him on. I am going to be running that race next year. Maybe not in 23 minutes like he did, but I am going to do it and I hope to be able to run most of it. I am working on my running. As I have tried to train at running I have found out an ugly truth: I hate running. Hate it. But 3 miles isn't that far. Being able to run about 5 miles? I'd like to at least be able to go that. My dedication to training at the running and working out has been spotty, as has my habit of eating junk food. I have been all over the map since last Novemeber, and my efforts to get it under control this summer have been patchy. Still going to keep trying, but I need a lot more discipline and dedication.
Story of my life, really.
Anyway, Stacy and Roger left late Saturday, and then I took a long swim in the pool and spent hours floating in the hot tub and watching the remains of the Super Harvest Full Moon come up in the sky all golden and gleamy. I slept long and happily, and then decided to go swimming all over again. A long shower, buffer and powder later, and I watched the Seahawks game. I'm waiting for my parents to get home from Ashland so I can at least say hi before I head home. The kitties Pickle and Pippen join me in contented awaiting and webs surfing.
Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall.