Better Weather

We've got some sun in today and the temperature is currently in the high 80s here in the state capitol. Mermaid is heading to LA soon, I wonder how the weather is down there. Lucky her! I wish her the best of luck, even if she doesn't need it. I can't wait for when she comes back. I LOVE hearing about her adventures. They're always so bold and exciting. Makes me feel so lame with my blah life. The only thing I got going for me is... myself. =P Other than that, I'm still not feeling so well. I feel so crappy since I haven't been logging my miles. I wonder how my body will feel tomorrow.

Abrupt change in weather

What's with this sudden cooler weather? My body is achy. I hate how my body cannot adjust to sudden changes in weather. My joints are in pain and my stomach feels funny. I need to listen to my body today and take a break from logging my miles or this day will not end well.

Questioning me??

I've always thought that a certain someone knew me well enough to not question me on why I do certain things. By now, they should know how random I am. So this is making me wonder why they questioned me when I opened up a purse and exclaimed "That's where you've been hiding!!! I've been searching all over for you!" He looked over while driving and looked a little confused and asked "Why do you have that?" Hmm... Shouldn't he know how by now without questioning??

Cookies

Now that I've been baking and cooking on my own, I haven't been giving much thought in purchasing packaged food at the grocery. I normally bake cowboy cookies, which I snack on as my recovery/post-running food and also as my hunger-pangs-at-work snack. I find the cowboy cookies that I'd bake to be healthful and beneficial in how my body feels at the end of the day. Well, due to my lack of transportation, I was missing the key ingredients that are essential to my workout recovery. Miraculously, my parents bought 3 packs of Keebler cookies from our local Safeway and I decided, why not just substitute these cookies until I am able to get my hands on the key ingredients? Bad mistake. I've been trying to snack on the same dozen cookies that I bagged up 3 days ago and am finding it increasingly difficult to smell, bite, chew, and swallow. Today, hunger pang hits me hard. Instead of reaching for the sweet green tea flavored rice cakes (drools) I decided to finish the Keebler cookies before the end of my work day. Upon opening the baggie, the smell wafted right to my nose, I immediately felt sick. I just couldn't. No matter how hungry, I just can't eat it. But I also despise wasting food. So now what am I do to? Maybe instead of giving the bums my loose change while I await the arrival of my RT light rail, I can just give him my Keebler cookies. That would be good! Now excuse me while I snack on my sweet green tea flavored rice cakes.

Back to being busy busy

This is going to be another backbreaking weekend for me. Tonight, I'm attending a cooking showdown in which I'll be documenting between two iron chefs. Saturday, I'll be doing a walk-a-thon with my sisters at 6am, then at 10am I'm off to the reptile show at the Sacramento Convention Center; around 4pm, I need to pack up Philliam and Mermaid and take them with me to Galt for Miss USA's birthday which will involve sumo suits and wrestling. After Miss USA's birthday bash, I drop off Mermaid at her place in Elk Grove, then take Philliam home to Natomas. Then off I go for bar hopping with old and new friends. Afterwards, I call it a night. Sunday, helping my parents with the farm and try to squeeze in some time to memorize Chinese radicals and simple phrases. I don't know how I'm going to be able to log my miles this weekend.

Weekly Rant

My morning commute on the RT light rail service in Sacramento is usually relaxing for me. It's where other sleepy/grouchy passengers keep their distant in order to not be disturbed by "nonsense" on their way to work and for people who have nothing better to do but to ride the light rail around town and/or jump on other trains to pass their considerable ample amount of free time. What I've witness so far from my 2 years of riding the RT is there are some passengers who quietly reads a novel before they may loose a chance to do so during their eight to five grueling hours of work. There are others who just snooze off on the train, as well as the typical business people checking their Blackberries 24/7. Then there's me. The anti-stressed. I like to glaze my eyes around at anything and everything, especially if I'm pumped up and energized from an early morning run. I like to people watch or just peer out the window at the outside world just to be with my own thoughts. Riding the RT in the morning is something I enjoy very much due to the peacefulness I get. It somewhat relaxes me. Due to my so-called relaxation theory on riding a public transportation in the morning, you can tell that I don't like to be bothered. When I'm on the morning train, no one forces their small chit chats on me or count my freckles or talk loudly on their cell phones or rudely pollutes my space with their smell. Although, this morning was a bit different. The area I sat around was empty as people left for their stops. I knew at that moment that I will be going through two stops with nothing but peaceful bliss - that is until some dopey kid came by and sat his ass down across from me. I guess he didn't see the other empty seats scattered across the train. Since he looked young, I figured he was either going to ask me: One, for change (this happens often in downtown) or two, where was this train's next stop. Instead, he bothered me with some nonense. Some Kid: mumble mumble Me: I'm sorry, but what??? Some Kid: *bewildered look* mumble mumble Me: *annoyed face* Can you speak up? I can't understand you. Some Kid: *angrily looks at me* mumble mumble Me: *thinks to self, is this kid fuckin serious??* What?!?!?! I can't understand you. Some Kid: *gives me an unpleasant sigh* I was wondering if I could get your name and number. Me: *happy that he finally stopped mumbling* Oh!!! No. Some Kid: *stands up in a lazy teenage fashion* daaammmnnn man. Me: *goes back to relaxation mood for the next 8 minutes* That incident didn't really bother me, but I just found it funny how I easily went from my stern NO back to my relaxation mood.