Where I've Been

Hmmm, where to start.

Memorial Day I was at the beach, but I think you knew that. I deemed it acceptably fun, maybe not my first choice, but since I have to work and don't have a private jet, most likely the best I'm gonna get.

The next weekend was my 10 year college reunion. I've never done drugs or had a flash back, but if I had, I think that the experience would have been similar to my reunion weekend. Chicago has always been one of my favorite places, a couple of times I've even considered moving there, but the timing has never been right and in the end I prefer it to be the place where I go to see some of my favorite people in the world. The problem is that they've now mostly moved out to the suburbs and to a certain extent I knew this trip was going to probably be one of the last and maybe for that reason it seemed that where ever I went the whole weekend I was remembering a special moment that will likely never been repeated ... the nights in Chicago friends apartment (that she moved out of while I was in town), the places I went with Ryan - the mall type place on Michigan Ave. where I met his brother and sister (I think I was more nervous about them than his parents) the day I was on the plane that was subject to a bomb threat, the awesome downtown apartment where I went to a party with a then close friend that I no longer talk to, a lakefront run or two to clear my mind from the emotions that have lately accompanied trips to Chi-town. Even back at school, walking through the bar without the crowds of a football weekend and remembering the first night I kissed the special boy and how I woke up with gum in my hair and despite the gum and the hangover knew that I had met someone who would always hold a very special place in my heart (obviously at the time I had hoped it would be a very special place in my life, but that didn't work out as planned), walking through the quad where on a warm dark night our senior year a good friend made a startling confession, eating the same bbq food that we had at freshman orientation but realizing that as alums we're allowed to have fruit AND BEER!

I came back from school, worked a million hours and was back at the beach this weekend. And all I have to say about that, is if you're almost 30 and you decide to not sleep in the room that you are sharing with 2 of your friends, accept the consequences, whatever they may be. Do not sneak into the room at 8 am and ruffle the bed to make it look like you slept there. I mean really.

This weekend I have a triathlon on Saturday. Not sure how I feel about that, I know it'll be fine, I've done the distance before blah, blah but I feel like the past 2 weeks I've really only gotten my long workouts in (better than nothing I suppose). This isn't entirely true, I've gotten a bunch of weekday workouts in but, when you're working in excess of 12 hours a day it just gets hard to get them ALL done. And this scares me for the Big Race, even though it probably shouldn't. I mean, a few missed workouts won't cancel out months of training, but it still make me nervous. Anyway, as long as I can catch up on my sleep and this strange tickle in the back of my throat doesn't turn into a full fledged cold, I think it'll be fun. More on that later.

Good day.