I did not drink much at all last night. Nice to not wake up with a hangover on New Year's Day, as I have plenty of things to do while enjoying a day off from work.
I did some reading in bed, and then I motivated to cook around 7:15. Pics and description are here. I spent 4 hours cooking, and now I must work out so I can eat some lasagna later! I will also do the dishes later on...I hate doing dishes, but I did rinse or soak the gnarly ones so it won't be that bad, and I already cleaned off the stove.
It's gray and depressing weather here, but too bad, I'm enjoying my day. I'm going to lift weights first, and then get on the trainer for about 1.5 hours, or whatever I feel like--we'll see! I will get in at least 2 hours, though, as that is my threshold to eat something so incredibly bad for me but yet so tasty!
Happy New Year everyone!
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
I Ching Guidance
Every now and then, I consult the I Ching in the way some people look to astrology; only whereas astrology is designed to be predictive, the I Ching is used to help you look inward at your current situation. I use an online divination tool rather than tossing coins or reeds (as is called for if you do it yourself). I won't say what my question was today, but it was interesting that one of the results was Qian, or Ch'ien (English pronunciation), which has never come to me before. I have reprinted the online text for it at the end of this post, but here is part of Confucius' commentary from the I Ching that I own by Alfred Huang:
Dragon lying low, do not use.
Your energy is lying deeply low.
Dragon arising in the field.
All under Heaven is illuminated.
The superior person, all day long initiating, initiating.
He is acting, proceeding in harmony with good timing.
Probably leaping from an abyss.
The Tao of Qian is transforming.
Dragon flying in the sky.
Heavenly virtue is being bestowed on this position.
Haughty dragon, there is regret.
Completion and ending correspond with timing.
When all firms change to yielding,
The model of Heaven is perceived.
I always find truth and inspiration in the I Ching. Today it tells me I am on the right path! If you are interested in a brief introduction to the I Ching, go here.
1. Ch'ien - The Creative
-----
----- above Ch'ien The Creative, Heaven
-----
-----
----- below Ch'ien The Creative, Heaven
-----
The Judgement
The Creative works sublime success,
Furthering through perseverance.
The Image
The movement of heaven is full of power.
Thus the superior man makes himself strong and
untiring.
The Lines
Nine at the beginning means:
Hidden dragon. Do not act.
Nine in the second place means:
Dragon appearing in the field.
It furthers one to see the great man.
Nine in the third place means:
All day long the superior man is creatively active.
At nightfall his mind is still beset with cares.
Danger. No blame.
Nine in the fourth place means:
Wavering flight over the depths.
No blame.
() Nine in the fifth place means:
Flying dragon in the heavens.
It furthers one to see the great man.
Nine at the top means:
Arrogant dragon will have cause to repent.
When all the lines are nines, it means:
There appears a flight of dragons without heads.
Good fortune.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Weekly Workout Totals 12/22/2008-12/28/2008, Miscellaneous Reflections and Recipe for Margarita Pie
It was a good week! We had crazy weather--snow, sleet, rain and ice for precipitation--and the temperatures ranged from the 60's down to about -15. Throw Christmas, a sprint and a 1/2 Ironman in there, and the entire week became something so unique that I will remember it for a long time! It is interesting to note that this is my second Christmas without my parents, and while I can fondly remember many with them, I am sure they'd be happy to know how much I enjoyed this one.
I received many special gifts this year, that I suppose, signify that I have friends and family that know who I really am:
I've been reading posts in some forums written by people who did an Ironman this past year who, in looking back, feel like they sacrificed too much to get to that starting line. While I don't have kids, I think I manage to squeeze in a lot of living with the time I have, and I think that if that is how someone feels about Ironman, I certainly honor it--but on another level, I am thinking if that's how you feel then you are doing it wrong! Some of their feelings may be driven by the fact that it's their first Ironman--similar, I suppose, to having a first child feeling overwhelming but the second and subsequent seem easier. For most people, the first time you train for an Ironman, it beats the absolute shit out of your body, and if that's all you remember, then sure, you might not want to do it again. But if you look at your life and figure out all the ways you can simplify it so that you can pursue that passion, if it in fact is a passion for you, then the act of training becomes an expression of pure joy. I know it is for me! Long distance endurance training and racing is not for everyone, for sure, and we all need to make the right choices for our life situations. While there are certainly times when I'm training that it feels like work, 95% of the time I just feel happy that I am able to do it, and know that the mental focus required to keep doing it carries over into everything else I do in life. But I also tend to laugh my ass off at myself, triathlon in general, and how serious I sometimes I think I am. But hey, in the final analysis, all I care about is that I don't totally suck! And my personal expression of the complete and utter joy I get from training and racing is by doing NothingMans! If all the organized races were to be cancelled, I would still be out there training and doing my own thing, occasionally roping in some other athlete who "gets" me and gets this stuff.
I am scheming, in fact, to "organize" an event for 2010 that will be a 4-day stage NothingMan, with a sprint on day 1, an Olympic on day 2, a Half Ironman on day 3, and an Ironman on Day 4. That seems like it would be an accomplishment, no? I'm thinking of doing it in June, to allow for another extreme event in August or September. While there is no shortage of organized endurance events, I kinda like the idea of inventing one on my own. We shall see...
Oh yeah, I was supposed to post totals and a recipe. So here they are!
Margarita Pie
I received many special gifts this year, that I suppose, signify that I have friends and family that know who I really am:
- A fur zebra stripes on one side and black velvet on the other, blanket. I've already been cuddled up under it several times to read or just relax.
- The book Walden Two by B.F. Skinner. I will begin reading it in the new year to reconnect with my intellectual self.
- The book Peace is Every Step by Thich Nhat Hanh. This is a great addition to my small collection of books that remind me of my mission. Just reading the first paragraph has set the stage for my day: Every morning, when we wake up, we have twenty-four brand-new hours to live. What a precious gift! We have the capacity to live in a way that these twenty-four hours will bring peace, joy, and happiness to ourselves and others. That is what I intend to do today.
- Beautiful leaded-crystal candelsticks. In lighting candles on them, I'm reminded of my inner fire and the beautiful glow that it can cast on others.
- A sparkly, pink, leopard-print camisole. How my niece found animal print that is also sparkly and pink, I'll never know--but she does know me well!
- A plush monkey that went through an "infusion of love" session with my healing friends who live in Pahrump, Nevada.
I've been reading posts in some forums written by people who did an Ironman this past year who, in looking back, feel like they sacrificed too much to get to that starting line. While I don't have kids, I think I manage to squeeze in a lot of living with the time I have, and I think that if that is how someone feels about Ironman, I certainly honor it--but on another level, I am thinking if that's how you feel then you are doing it wrong! Some of their feelings may be driven by the fact that it's their first Ironman--similar, I suppose, to having a first child feeling overwhelming but the second and subsequent seem easier. For most people, the first time you train for an Ironman, it beats the absolute shit out of your body, and if that's all you remember, then sure, you might not want to do it again. But if you look at your life and figure out all the ways you can simplify it so that you can pursue that passion, if it in fact is a passion for you, then the act of training becomes an expression of pure joy. I know it is for me! Long distance endurance training and racing is not for everyone, for sure, and we all need to make the right choices for our life situations. While there are certainly times when I'm training that it feels like work, 95% of the time I just feel happy that I am able to do it, and know that the mental focus required to keep doing it carries over into everything else I do in life. But I also tend to laugh my ass off at myself, triathlon in general, and how serious I sometimes I think I am. But hey, in the final analysis, all I care about is that I don't totally suck! And my personal expression of the complete and utter joy I get from training and racing is by doing NothingMans! If all the organized races were to be cancelled, I would still be out there training and doing my own thing, occasionally roping in some other athlete who "gets" me and gets this stuff.
I am scheming, in fact, to "organize" an event for 2010 that will be a 4-day stage NothingMan, with a sprint on day 1, an Olympic on day 2, a Half Ironman on day 3, and an Ironman on Day 4. That seems like it would be an accomplishment, no? I'm thinking of doing it in June, to allow for another extreme event in August or September. While there is no shortage of organized endurance events, I kinda like the idea of inventing one on my own. We shall see...
Oh yeah, I was supposed to post totals and a recipe. So here they are!
| Weekly Workout Totals | 12/22/2008-12/28/2008 This week's totals are sponsored by freakish winter weather in Chicago. We had it all--rain, sleet, snow, ice! |
| Swim: | 8200 yards (4.65 miles) in 2.78 hours; 21% of weekly workout time; approx. 975 calories burned Canadian: 7498.08 meters |
| Bike: | Approx. 94.79 miles in 4.88 hours; 38% of weekly workout time; approx. 2417 calories burned; Total TSS=256 Canadian: 152.55 kilometers |
| Run: | Approx. 25.26 miles in 3.83 hours; 30% of weekly workout time; approx. 1744 calories burned Canadian: 40.65 kilometers |
| Strength: | 1.45 hours; 11% of weekly workout time; approx. 363 calories burned |
| All Sports: | Approx. 124.7 miles in 12.94 hours; approx. 5499 calories burned Canadian: 0 kilometers |
| Sleep: | 7.39 hours avg./night |
| Stretching: | 2.12 hours. Massage: 0 hours |
Margarita Pie
From The Manhattan Chili Co. Southwest American Cookbook
Serves 8 (more like 10-12, if you ask me)
This makes a very tart, lemon-meringue type pie, but does not get baked. You’ll have a lot of egg whites left over which you can use in an egg white omelet or make some meringue cookies.
Do not serve this to children—there is a kick from the alcohol, and some adults (wimps) may not even like it!
Crust
1 ¼ cups graham cracker crumbs
¼ cup granulated sugar
4 TBSP. unsalted butter, melted
In a small bowl toss together the crumbs, sugar and butter until evenly combined. Pat evenly and firmly into a 10-inch pie pan and refrigerate.
Note: If I remember correctly the last time I made this in a single pie plate, there was a lot of extra filling. So I would suggest you use a deep-dish pie plate.
Or, you can be lazy like me and just buy a pre-made graham cracker pie crust, or even better, get those baby individual ones. The filling is enough for 15 individual pies.
Or, you can skip the crust altogether and just pour the cooked filling into unbuttered cups or bowls—perhaps margarita glasses would look nice with a slice of lime before serving!
Filling
7 large eggs
8 large egg yolks
1 ½ cups granulated sugar
1 1/3 cups fresh lime juice (about 9 limes)
Note: Do NOT use bottled lime juice. It will ruin this!
Finely grated zest of 1 lime
8 TBSP. butter (salted is fine), cut into small pieces
½ cup tequila (use something good, and a gold tequila is best)
1/3 cup Cointreau (I used Grand Marnier and really liked it)
Since you will be making a fast-setting custard, it’s best to have all your ingredients ready to go at room temperature before you begin, as it’s important to combine things at just the right time, otherwise you can end up with runny custard!
In a heavy-bottomed, noncorrosive saucepan, whisk together the eggs and egg yolks. Gradually whisk in the sugar, lime juice and zest.
Set over low heat and cook, stirring constantly, until the mixture thickens enough to heavily coat the back of a spoon. This happens rather suddenly, after about 9 minutes of cooking. Do like I do—set a timer for 11 minutes, and keep stirring and watching the timer. Depending on atmospheric conditions, it may set up after 9, 10 or 11 minutes and the amount of heat you are applying.
Remove from the heat immediately and stir in the butter all at once. Whisk until the butter is incorporated. Whisk in the tequila and Cointreau (or Grand Marnier) and pour immediately into the prepared crust. If you have more than enough to fill your crusts, simply pour the extra into bowls or cups or whatever. They don’t need to be buttered first, as this is good as a thick pudding!
Chill until set before covering loosely with plastic wrap. Refrigerate overnight before cutting.
Serve with whipped cream—sweetened or not. Raspberries would be good on top, too.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
ZebraMan 1/2 Ironman Race Report
Pics (lots of them!) are here.
I did the swim and the bike with a friend who had to do something else and so I did the run by myself.
We headed to my Y to swim. Most of the ice on driveways and roads had melted, as the temperatures had risen to 50 overnight, and it was raining. The weather forecast called for rain all day, and if it weren't for the rain, we probably could have biked and run outdoors! Well, we could have anyway, but biking would not have been safe, and I'd done enough running in the rain for the year already!
As we walked into the Y, I thought I smelled gas, but it could have been anything. When we got on deck, I took one pic of the lane we were going to swim in, and then I handed my camera to the lifeguard and asked him to snap a few while we were swimming. He exceeded expectations, and was snapping away while we swam. It was fun to see the flash of the camera every now and then, and he must have had fun taking the pics. I've never seen myself swim in so many shots before, and while I think I still suck at it, there are a few things I am doing right. We started swimming at 6:00AM on the nose.
I had decided we would swim 2200 yards, but it wasn't until this morning that I realized that was a little further than 1.2 miles. No worries! We both made a few quick stops en route, and the water was nice and cool, and we had just finished when the lifeguard blew the whistle. I know that Masters doesn't begin until 8:00AM, so I wondered why the whistle had been blown. Well, they told everyone that we had to get out because there was a gas leak in the building! I had been correct in smelling gas when we first got in. But, it wasn't so bad that you couldn't take your shower and stuff.
Swim time: :40
We changed into our biking clothes and headed back to my house to bike. Of course, it was still raining like crazy. I had some music queued up in the CD player, but we decided to start with watching Ironman Hawaii 2008. Once again, I found it difficult to pay attention to the TV, and we mostly ended up talking. When that was finished, we talked about watching either Spinal Tap or Monty Python, and we decided to go with the Monty Python. We watched about 1/2 hour that was in German with English subtitles, but it was still hilarious. My friend then left (I decided he could call it quits at 2:40 clock time because he's so fast), and then I finished up my ride to 56 miles, since I have my speed/cadence pickup on my rear wheel.
My bike time: 2:47
I took my sweet time transitioning to the run because I wanted to get some towels against the wall where I figured I'd get some seepage from all the snow melt and rain (it ended up not being too bad), and I dumped all the pics from the pool onto my laptop, changed clothes and decided what I wanted to drink. I think once I was off the bike that it took about :25 before I was firmly ensconced on a treadmill at the Y, after calling to be sure it was open. As it turned out, there wasn't a gas leak--they said it was "something outside."
On the way in, I ran into a friend who asked me what I was up to today, and I told him a 1/2 Ironman. He asked me what I was training for, and I should have said THIS! But I said I just had some sprint races coming up and that I usually try and do a 1/2 Ironman on my own by Thanksgiving, but that I was behind schedule for a few reasons. He rolled his eyes at me and told me I am crazy, but we both already knew that!
I got lucky in that I got the rightmost treadmill which is near to one of the entrances to the indoor track and also the ramp down to the free weight area, since that is one of the coolest areas in the cardio area, and also I had a personal ceiling fan! I was already pretty hot from biking, and it didn't take very long for me to become extremely disgusting, as I was sweating from every single pore in my body, and also my eyes! I had decided to try and run the same pace as I had a week ago for my 2-hour long run, which would be good if I could maintain it for a 1/2 Ironman. I was happy that my iliopsoas was feeling pretty good, and I rarely needed to stop and stretch it.
Another runner I know came to chat with me right about at 1 hour in. I had told him a week ago that I was doing a 1/2 Ironman, and he asked me again what the distances are. I told him, and then he was like, wait, what have you done already again? Sometimes it takes a few times of telling someone before it all sinks in. So I said slowly that I'd already swum 1.2 miles and biked 56 miles. And he asked again how much running, and I said a half marathon! I love the look on someone's face when they really realize just how far you are talking about, and then especially when you are just doing it on your own, and indoors to boot!
I also saw another runner that I'd seen last week towards the end of my long run who is doing Goofy Challenge. I asked him how many miles he'd done today, and he said 17. He is psycho, as he did it all on the indoor track, which is 12 laps to the mile! I said to him that if it made him feel any better that I was doing a 1/2 Ironman, and he said no, it didn't make him feel better! Truth be told, I'd rather do a 1/2 Ironman than a 17-mile run any day!
The first 7 miles of running felt great, and it wasn't until I was about 1:30 in that my legs were like what the fuck? But I pressed on, knowing that I didn't have much longer to go. When I had one mile to go, I wiped down the treadmill and headed to the track. Last week, when I did the same thing at the end of my long run, my legs were all peppy and snappy. Not so much today! But I still managed to hold pace, and it was nice to be in the cool part of the gym. I set up my camera to snap a few finishing photos, and then headed off to the showers.
My run time: 1:58
Total moving time: 5:25, not bad!
I thought I'd stretch a bit in the sauna, but my core temperature was predictably up, so I couldn't stand it in there and just got dressed and headed home. It was still raining. My preemptive strike against seepage had turned out to be spot on, and I really didn't get very much at all. I drank some Endurox and ate half a prosciutto sandwich and got ready to go to my brother's house for Christmas dinner.
I checked the weather forecast, and they had put out a tornado watch until 7:00PM, and just as I was about to leave, the sky opened up and a deluge came down. But I knew it wouldn't last very long, so I waited for it to ease up, and then I headed to my brother's. I didn't drive through the lake on my street as I had no idea how deep it was. I knew a route there that would avoid low lying areas, but man was there a ton of water everywhere! Almost all the snow (let's call it 2 feet or so) had melted, and it had already rained a couple of inches, so it was truly water, water everywhere!
About a block after I turned onto my brother's street, there was water over the road, and I had no choice but to go through it. My car made a nice wave, and then the battery light promptly went on and I could feel the power steering start to go, but I managed to make it into Mike's driveway. I shut everything down and then restarted the engine to let it run a bit and all was fine. Mike had a lake in his backyard, and he joked that we could have done our swim in it!
I had a really nice family dinner and lots of talking and we exchanged gifts and I ate like a pig, and I just had this nice inner satisfaction that I'd done a 1/2 Ironman. I did need to periodically lie down as I was pretty tired, but punch with vodka, a few beers, and a glass of wine or two helped with the pain management!
I didn't enjoy my own margarita pie until I got back home, since I needed a little time to digest the large meal I'd eaten, but it was really, really good, and I ate two of those little suckers with whipped cream on top!
I slept the sleep of the really sleepy, and this morning I feel a good tired. The rain is gone, my family room is nearly dry, I do not have to workout at all today (but I may swim--er--flop around), I do not have any house guests, I do not have to do any form of shopping, my house is clean--I get to just enjoy a lazy Sunday all by myself! I love hanging out with my friends and family, but I need some alone time, too, and this day is well-deserved! I had one of the best days ever yesterday from the moment I woke up to falling asleep. Friends, family, food, triathlon, presents, laughter--what could be better?
I did the swim and the bike with a friend who had to do something else and so I did the run by myself.
We headed to my Y to swim. Most of the ice on driveways and roads had melted, as the temperatures had risen to 50 overnight, and it was raining. The weather forecast called for rain all day, and if it weren't for the rain, we probably could have biked and run outdoors! Well, we could have anyway, but biking would not have been safe, and I'd done enough running in the rain for the year already!
As we walked into the Y, I thought I smelled gas, but it could have been anything. When we got on deck, I took one pic of the lane we were going to swim in, and then I handed my camera to the lifeguard and asked him to snap a few while we were swimming. He exceeded expectations, and was snapping away while we swam. It was fun to see the flash of the camera every now and then, and he must have had fun taking the pics. I've never seen myself swim in so many shots before, and while I think I still suck at it, there are a few things I am doing right. We started swimming at 6:00AM on the nose.
I had decided we would swim 2200 yards, but it wasn't until this morning that I realized that was a little further than 1.2 miles. No worries! We both made a few quick stops en route, and the water was nice and cool, and we had just finished when the lifeguard blew the whistle. I know that Masters doesn't begin until 8:00AM, so I wondered why the whistle had been blown. Well, they told everyone that we had to get out because there was a gas leak in the building! I had been correct in smelling gas when we first got in. But, it wasn't so bad that you couldn't take your shower and stuff.
Swim time: :40
We changed into our biking clothes and headed back to my house to bike. Of course, it was still raining like crazy. I had some music queued up in the CD player, but we decided to start with watching Ironman Hawaii 2008. Once again, I found it difficult to pay attention to the TV, and we mostly ended up talking. When that was finished, we talked about watching either Spinal Tap or Monty Python, and we decided to go with the Monty Python. We watched about 1/2 hour that was in German with English subtitles, but it was still hilarious. My friend then left (I decided he could call it quits at 2:40 clock time because he's so fast), and then I finished up my ride to 56 miles, since I have my speed/cadence pickup on my rear wheel.
My bike time: 2:47
I took my sweet time transitioning to the run because I wanted to get some towels against the wall where I figured I'd get some seepage from all the snow melt and rain (it ended up not being too bad), and I dumped all the pics from the pool onto my laptop, changed clothes and decided what I wanted to drink. I think once I was off the bike that it took about :25 before I was firmly ensconced on a treadmill at the Y, after calling to be sure it was open. As it turned out, there wasn't a gas leak--they said it was "something outside."
On the way in, I ran into a friend who asked me what I was up to today, and I told him a 1/2 Ironman. He asked me what I was training for, and I should have said THIS! But I said I just had some sprint races coming up and that I usually try and do a 1/2 Ironman on my own by Thanksgiving, but that I was behind schedule for a few reasons. He rolled his eyes at me and told me I am crazy, but we both already knew that!
I got lucky in that I got the rightmost treadmill which is near to one of the entrances to the indoor track and also the ramp down to the free weight area, since that is one of the coolest areas in the cardio area, and also I had a personal ceiling fan! I was already pretty hot from biking, and it didn't take very long for me to become extremely disgusting, as I was sweating from every single pore in my body, and also my eyes! I had decided to try and run the same pace as I had a week ago for my 2-hour long run, which would be good if I could maintain it for a 1/2 Ironman. I was happy that my iliopsoas was feeling pretty good, and I rarely needed to stop and stretch it.
Another runner I know came to chat with me right about at 1 hour in. I had told him a week ago that I was doing a 1/2 Ironman, and he asked me again what the distances are. I told him, and then he was like, wait, what have you done already again? Sometimes it takes a few times of telling someone before it all sinks in. So I said slowly that I'd already swum 1.2 miles and biked 56 miles. And he asked again how much running, and I said a half marathon! I love the look on someone's face when they really realize just how far you are talking about, and then especially when you are just doing it on your own, and indoors to boot!
I also saw another runner that I'd seen last week towards the end of my long run who is doing Goofy Challenge. I asked him how many miles he'd done today, and he said 17. He is psycho, as he did it all on the indoor track, which is 12 laps to the mile! I said to him that if it made him feel any better that I was doing a 1/2 Ironman, and he said no, it didn't make him feel better! Truth be told, I'd rather do a 1/2 Ironman than a 17-mile run any day!
The first 7 miles of running felt great, and it wasn't until I was about 1:30 in that my legs were like what the fuck? But I pressed on, knowing that I didn't have much longer to go. When I had one mile to go, I wiped down the treadmill and headed to the track. Last week, when I did the same thing at the end of my long run, my legs were all peppy and snappy. Not so much today! But I still managed to hold pace, and it was nice to be in the cool part of the gym. I set up my camera to snap a few finishing photos, and then headed off to the showers.
My run time: 1:58
Total moving time: 5:25, not bad!
I thought I'd stretch a bit in the sauna, but my core temperature was predictably up, so I couldn't stand it in there and just got dressed and headed home. It was still raining. My preemptive strike against seepage had turned out to be spot on, and I really didn't get very much at all. I drank some Endurox and ate half a prosciutto sandwich and got ready to go to my brother's house for Christmas dinner.
I checked the weather forecast, and they had put out a tornado watch until 7:00PM, and just as I was about to leave, the sky opened up and a deluge came down. But I knew it wouldn't last very long, so I waited for it to ease up, and then I headed to my brother's. I didn't drive through the lake on my street as I had no idea how deep it was. I knew a route there that would avoid low lying areas, but man was there a ton of water everywhere! Almost all the snow (let's call it 2 feet or so) had melted, and it had already rained a couple of inches, so it was truly water, water everywhere!
About a block after I turned onto my brother's street, there was water over the road, and I had no choice but to go through it. My car made a nice wave, and then the battery light promptly went on and I could feel the power steering start to go, but I managed to make it into Mike's driveway. I shut everything down and then restarted the engine to let it run a bit and all was fine. Mike had a lake in his backyard, and he joked that we could have done our swim in it!
I had a really nice family dinner and lots of talking and we exchanged gifts and I ate like a pig, and I just had this nice inner satisfaction that I'd done a 1/2 Ironman. I did need to periodically lie down as I was pretty tired, but punch with vodka, a few beers, and a glass of wine or two helped with the pain management!
I didn't enjoy my own margarita pie until I got back home, since I needed a little time to digest the large meal I'd eaten, but it was really, really good, and I ate two of those little suckers with whipped cream on top!
I slept the sleep of the really sleepy, and this morning I feel a good tired. The rain is gone, my family room is nearly dry, I do not have to workout at all today (but I may swim--er--flop around), I do not have any house guests, I do not have to do any form of shopping, my house is clean--I get to just enjoy a lazy Sunday all by myself! I love hanging out with my friends and family, but I need some alone time, too, and this day is well-deserved! I had one of the best days ever yesterday from the moment I woke up to falling asleep. Friends, family, food, triathlon, presents, laughter--what could be better?
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