I’m running my first 5k tomorrow. Holy crap. How crazy is that. It starts at 7:15 so I have to get through a full day of work first. I’m kind of nervous, but also excited. Fortunately, it’s a run/walk event so I do have the option to walk. I just hope I don’t finish last for our company team.
I never in a million years thought I’d be doing something like this. So much has changed in a year. I’m pretty proud of myself.
More tomorrow.
I often joke about how I almost died but the truth is, it still rattles me two years later. Yes, two years yesterday I was rushed to the St Francis ER with a blood sugar of 1300, a blown pupil, and with 30 minutes before total organ failure having thrown up 3/4ths of my body weight.
And two years later, I’m stronger for it. I take better care of myself, am more aware of my body’s signals, less likely to shrug off not feeling right and tell myself it’ll get better, I can handle it on my own. I’m even running a 5k in a week (holy crap).
But even I didn’t want to tempt the fates when my building announced that there would be a BBQ on the plaza for lunch today. I’m sure the company that runs our cafe has much better food handling/holding procedures that won’t result in allowing some nasty bugs to grow (thanks, microbiology, for giving me the words and tools to confirm what I suspect happened two years ago– that cooking a burger =/= being safe from all microbes, especially when one is suceptible to pathogens) but I still couldn’t do it. The timing was too much for me.
So I went to Chacarero for the Chilean lady that never lets me down. That was some good, safe eatin.
We took this one shortly before we left. I was so disoriented when I woke up this morning that I was looking for the balcony. But there was no ocean, and I had to put on grown up work clothes instead of a bathing suit and sundress. Sigh.
Today was spent between the pool and the beach before the big rainstorm rolled in. We also rented boogie boards, hooray! I managed to ride a few waves in, but Nate mostly floated around, probably for the best with his back.
We started the day fortifying ourselves as only weary New Englanders can.
Then we went and waited out the rain and stuff and went boogie boarding for an hour. This is me afterward. Too bad you can’t see my skinned knees cause they were pretty awesome.
Nate, post-boogie boarding
Self-portrait, post-boarding!
Me shaking the sand out of everything
Now onto the pool portion of our program.
It started pouring shortly after this, but gosh darn it doesn’t he look happy?
Post-rain. Check out the rainbow!
Dinner at Maria Bonita’s. Do you SEE the size of that margarita? It was half tequila. The food was equally large but delicious. Even if thinking of it right now makes me a little queasy because I am still SO FULL.
Yesterday was the wedding. I don’t have any pics of that but Nate does, obviously. Instead, here are some pool pictures!
I am going to cry looking at these once I get home.
Nate contemplates a mozzarella stick, then eats it.
The tiki bar over my shoulder? Where the magic happens.
Nate enjoys a frosty margarita from the magic tiki hut
Mmmmmm strawberry daiquiri! Want to know how magic the tiki hut was? The bartender today made “extra” with both of our drinks so we each got one free!
Hanging out on our balcony, where we have spent pretty much every evening.
Mmmmm … tasty homemade ice cream.
Yesterday we spent some time on the beach, then in the pool, then we went to the rehearsal dinner. After that, we mini-golfed.
Joe Nate prepares to charge into the volcano to rescue Meg Ryan armed with only a golf club.
FORE! (If I knew more about golf, these would all have individual hilarious captions)
A proof from my Ladies of Mini-Golf calendar shoot
Nate trying to escape from the Tree God’s trap
It’s very hard to putt accurately with a dinosaur breathing down your neck. That must be why I got 17 over par on this hole.
It’s cool, though, cause I got a new friend out of it!
We’re here! It was a long, long day that is ending nicely with some sweet MSNBC crime docs.
Highlights:
1. Getting a ride to Courthouse to grab the Silver Line to the airport instead of braving the 104 –> Orange Line –> Red Line –> Silver Line or –> Blue Line –> Shuttle with luggage, a gimpy husband, and rush hour.
2. My new computer! We took this at Logan waiting for our flight with PhotoBooth and the built-in camera:
3. Room overlooking the beach with mini golf across the street from the hotel.
4. Moonlit stroll on the beach after we checked in.
5. ARBYS!
6. Cows! Everywhere!
7. Free wifi!
All of this is almost enough to dull the depression of flying into Orlando but NOT going to Disney.
Now, we need some sleep that isn’t sitting up in an airplane seat.
Yes i checked and the sign and the shelf tag are for the exact same product.
Click on the image to go to the associated article on boston.com
I’m very disturbed by Red Sneakers there. Logically, I know what’s going on, but my mind goes to ghastly places every time I look at it.
Flann | 
06 25th, 2008| 
