hello? i think so? 73 degrees friday?
either that or tommy & co. might have a bbq. mmm. meat.

1. in a store (for me, always the dupont CVS), people going in the out door, people going out the in door. THOSE SIGNS ARE THERE FOR A REASON.
2. people, mostly always lecherous young men, holding the door open for you when you are still forty feet away from the doors, so in order to be polite you are forced to sprint in your high heels to the door so you don't feel bad that he's been holding the door open for five minutes while you sauntered towards it like you normally would. fuckers.

apparently lunch outside didn't put me in as good a mood as i expected.

but in happy catherine news...ewan macgregor to be in reality tv show. rar.

so, despite the fact that i am horrifically out of shape, i am already considering putting my body through some mean things in the future. because i like physical torture. it's fun.

i'm definitely going to do the susan g. komen race for the cure on june 5 (if anyone wants to join me, it's just a 5k, and obviously the registration fee goes towards a good cause. i don't have a running buddy yet).

then i had planned on doing the virginia beach rock n roll half marathon this year because surprisingly, last year, it was....a lot of fun. it was a thrill accomplishing that big of a race and having the crowds cheer you on and ingesting so many gel power packets that you almost want to throw up. plus, you get to dunk yourself in the ocean when you're done.

and now, the evil naomi has asked me if i want to do a triathlon with her in september. becca did really well doing one last year, so i know it's apparently possible that one can do it and not fall over or die. it's a half mile of swimming, 12 miles of biking, and 3 miles of running. i'm okay with everything but the swimming. i just can't swim. i mean, i can swim, i know how to do the freestyle and all, but i can really only do like 2 laps and i'm spent. my lungs must be the size of peanuts. but, the proceeds also go to breast cancer research, and...how cool would it be to do a triathlon? i would be like the bionic woman.

i don't even know how one trains for a triathlon. apparently you start with spinning classes, because i somehow just found myself agreeing to go to one with naomi saturday at 9am. crap.