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May 11, 2006
Booking the Miles
My projected hour-long out-and-back this evening didn't quite happen. The legal aid clinic at school had the annual end-of-year BBQ (indoors because the dreary weather couldn't hold off one more day for us) in the late afternoon. I went to that, then came home, turned on the Yankees game, and, soon after watching Matsui break his wrist diving for a ball (!), fell into a food coma. I have a serious weakness for anything cooked on a grill, especially hot dogs. It was when my friend E. came to visit me earlier this spring that I realized I might have a problem. I informed her, with regret, that the White Sox were out of town for the weekend so we wouldn't be able to go to a game. She seemed to take this news in stride... then she asked me if we could stop by the Cell anyway to get hot dogs. Apparently all my raving about the hot dogs at the Cell (the Kosher Dogs are just... as close to a perfect eating experience as one can find: juicy, flavorful, and topped with onions carmelized in hot dog grease on the grill) had given her the impression that US Cellular Field was a hot dog stand with occasional baseball entertainment.
When I woke up around 7:30 I felt like death. I had that horrible groggy, dehydrated feeling you get when you wake up from a too-long nap taken too late in the day -- when, if you had held off a couple of hours you would have slept through the night. So, instead of dragging my behind out the door, I did some work and watched the Yankees lose, ceding sole possession of first place in the AL East to the dratted Red Sox. Finally, around 10:15, with promises that I only had to do 5 miles if I wasn't feeling well, I dragged myself down to the treadmill. As always happens, once I got going I felt fine so I ended up doing 8. Tomorrow I have 8 in the morning or early afternoon, then I'm in the weight room/on the treadmill in the early evening... in theory.
Posted by alweiss at May 11, 2006 11:48 PM
Comments
Wow, I'm impressed that you got the workout in.
I still don't understand why they wouldn't serve hotdogs, just because a game wasn't going on! What's up with that???
Posted by: Elizabeth at May 12, 2006 10:17 AM
Well, m'dear, if they served hot dogs all the time, how would they get people to go to the games? ;)
Posted by: alweiss at May 12, 2006 11:32 AM
That Yankees game was painful to watch. I am almost depressed at the rut Rivera is in; he's one of my favorite all-time players, and watching his ERA climb is like gutting me with a fish knife.
Great that you're in there mixing it up with those free weights! Give them "what for"!
Posted by: stephen at May 14, 2006 12:14 AM