Winter Has Arrived
I ran a full 3.7 miles yesterday in 40 minutes, which is really good for me. I ran at 5.0 on the treadmill, which is around 12 mph and wasn’t even tired at the end! I felt really good, like I could do more, but I didn’t want to push it since it was really only my second day of training. I signed up for the Seattle Marathon!! Well… okay. I am GOING to sign up for the Seattle Marathon on Friday. I promised Leila I’d do it with her and I’m actually amped about doing it myself. I’m going to participate in the half. It’s a little over a month away (I think around 6 weeks from now) during Thanksgiving weekend and the only bummer about it is that it’s the day after Apple Cup – which means that I am NOT going to be able to party hardy like I have in the past. Maybe that’s not such a bad thing.
My days as a complete and total lush seem to be winding down.
It’s absolutely pouring today. Winter has arrived in Seattle , it’s like we skipped over fall altogether. Luckily, the bus tunnel has reopened and I’m going to be utilizing it tons. It was SO fast to get me to work this morning! Usually, my commute takes me about 30-40 minutes, depending on if I miss a bus, or the bus is late. Today I got to Qwest at about 7:35, which means it only took me about 20 minutes MAX to get to work! I am so excited to sleep in from here on out, I hardly know what to do with myself.
I love the bus. There are always such interesting characters on it. Last week, I rode right behind the crazy political activist/bum that stands outside of Barney’s New York every day and it was pretty enlightening. Until then, I had always thought he was some crazy bum that didn’t have a job or friends and just stood on the street yelling at cars all day long. I couldn’t have been more wrong. He was riding the bus with three other men (who, I might add, were all speaking the same crazy made-up language that he does), he had a bus pass, and he didn’t smell funny. Therefore, he is apparently neither outcast nor bum. Then, today, it was hot-dude central on the bus ride. There were so many cuties that I didn’t even know what to do with myself. Luckily, I had taken the time to do my hair this morning, so I didn’t look like total hell. I hate it when people have bad hair – there’s just no excuse for it.
Tonight, I’m going to Viceroy with the street team after I finish up work at the restaurant. Ben’s been DJing there every other week and it’s been a surprisingly fun time. I mean, obviously I like the music he spins, but I usually hate the crowd at the Viceroy. It’s such a weird spot – it’s super hip and dark, but it’s also in the middle of yuppie-infested Belltown, which is NOT such a hot spot in my mind. Pop Rocks (the name of the night) has been drawing a pretty good mix of peeps though; it’s basically like going to any venue on Capitol Hill, but with only the people that actually matter. Hopefully I won’t get there too late. I have to close at the restaurant tonight and I’m pretty sure James is the closing manager, which means I will be there SO late. I don’t even want to think about it. James is among the worst managers I’ve ever had. He’s great with guests and knows his shit when it comes to wines, but he has no management skills whatsoever. Well over half of the time, I feel like jamming a frenching fork in places that wouldn’t feel so good for him.
