Friday night, I'm going nowhere

Swim practice tonight consisted of 5,000 for time; to enter the US Masters 5K Postal race (there's also a 10K--not sure if I'm gonna do that this year). Anyways, tonight's time was...

1:01:37.66

which is under the 1:15s I'd wanted to hold (which would be a 1:02:30).

My splits were kinda all over the place, though... not sure what to make of that (and if timer error is a factor). My Ks were pretty were alright, which is good: 12:06 / 12:06 / 12:23 / 12:30 / 12:42.

Now I'm pondering if I should try to swim another one at the end of August... and speaking of that, I got a birthday present tonight: the aforementioned trunk from Pier 1 that I demonstrated will-power last night by not buying (it's from my mom & step-dad).

Friday night, I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing, green to red
Turning over TV stations
Situations running through my head
Looking back through time, you know
It's clear that I've been blind, I've been a fool
To open up my heart to all that jealousy
That bitterness, that ridicule

We're tiny, we're toony, we're all a little loony...

I'm having a sudden nostalgia for some Bugs Bunny cartoons.... It's mostly like due to a quest tonight for some shortbread cookies, which got me thinking about Bugs singing Momma's Little Baby Loves Shortening Bread. Not really a very good reason, but it's one...

In other news:

• I mailed off my passport to the Uganda Embassy in D.C. on Tuesday (to get my visa for my visit next month).
• Half the parking lot at the post office has been blocked off for some reason, most likely construction related (but there wasn't anything happening). This was semi-problematic, as the location is rather busy, and there were so many people parked when I stopped by that people had started parking in the median of the entrance that was open.
• I got time off for my friends Kathy and Patrick's wedding at the end of the year... now I just need my plane ticket.
• I made plane reservations for the USA Swimming Convention in September, happening in Garden Grove, California, which should allow for me to see my Dad and sister while I'm out there.
• Regretfully, the timing of said convention is the same weekend as the Miami 10K, so I won't be able to swim it this year.
• I'm scheduled to do a 5K-for-time in the pool tomorrow night, to enter a postal meet...
• I had some serious good will-power tonight, and avoided by a Vallejo Trunk at Pier 1 (particularly since I don't have $200 bucks to spend on it...).
  
• All this, and my work week has been rather crazy... mostly just continuing from last week.
• And last but not least, I'm getting a raise :)

And actually, now that I think about it, I will include a Marvin-the-Martian pic, cause my snarky personality and all the postal-ness seems to match him better :)

We're tiny, we're toony
We're all a little loony
And in this cartoony we're invading your t.v.!

Instead of making me better...

Well, I survived through the meet in surprising fashion. I even managed to get home at a relatively early time last night, thanks to a threatening thunderstorm which caused finals to be sped up to finish before its arrival.

And when I got home, did I go to bed at a reasonable hour? Oh, no... I couldn't be that sensible. No, instead I not only finished reading Pride & Prejudice but decided to watch Black Hawk Down, which had been sitting waiting to be played for a few days now. And while the movie was good and I mostly enjoyed it, watching it until 1:00 a.m. probably wasn't the best thing for what I've been battling since my vaccination shots just under 2 weeks ago (pesky Yellow Fever activation!).

So now my throat is a little sore, and so I'm going to strive to get to bed earlier tonight... so hasta

And I swear, you're just like a pill
'Stead of making me better
You're making me ill

I (don't rush me) I was standing

A view from last night at the meet... prior to the end of the session being postponed to tonight due to thunder/lightning.

And I find it somewhat funny that bring-your-dog-to-work day exists (and not just because it seems like a bastardization of bring-your-daughter-to-work day--I'm still waiting for sons to get equal treatment too).

I told you
That we could fly
Cause we all have wings
But some of us don't know why-hy-hy-hy...

What's my age again?

Today marks the start of the Age Group International meet here at the Fort Lauderdale Aquatic Complex. And while Masters is technically divided into age groups, we take our age as of the end of the year for long course (so I've already turned 34 at the meets this summer, despite my birthday not being until after the long course season is done...).

Anyways, the AGI meet is underway: 3.5 days filled with a ridiculous number of swimmers: just over 500 entries today, over 3,200 tomorrow, 2,600 Saturday, and 2,500 Sunday. Fun, fun, fun. Added to this is a visiting coach named Chronic, and there were some chronic unattached swimmers causing DQs to some relays tonight. All-and-all, not too bad tonight, though.

Now, if only work had been so crazy on yesterday (stuff kinda just flew at me in the morning), and then I managed to wake up today 15 minutes before work today.... But I'll be hanging at the pool most (all) of the weekend, helping out at the meet.


My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?