Before anything...an observation.
I ate a mocrowave noodle dish that had the following instructions: "Caution: food will be hot and delicious." If your food needs to warn you of its taste, take that warning to heart.
One new member of the HONOR ROLL this week, and that is
MY PARENTS, GIL and BONNIE GLOTZER
bringing the total going to the Aubrey Fund for Pediatric Cancer Research at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center to an impressive
So now you know how much my parents gave.
Do you love me more than my parents? Show me, by donating more than they did, by clicking on this link right here!!
Another observation: when you go to pick up your race number, make sure you're registered for the race.
Yes, that was idiot me, going all the way down to the World Financial Center (on a day I didn't have work and wasn't even near the area) to pick up my stuff for the Wall Street Run, only to discover I didn't register for the race. I registered for a bunch of races all at once, and I like this race, and I just assumed that I did. Guess not.
So the question is, what's worse -- showing up for a race you didn't register for, or showing up for the race on the wrong day?
Anyway, a bunch of us had said we'd meet for drinks after the run, so I went down there anyway to cheer on my Teammates. I saw a bunch of them beforehand, and I staked out a great spot right by the finish line. If you've never gone to a race merely to cheer on friends and fellow runners, let me suggest you do it. I had a GREAT time! It was hard to tear myself away to meet my friends at the bar. Although yes, I would have preferred to run the thing. it's such a fun race, weaving around the streets of Lower Manhattan. Which is what I normally do every day, only this time, I'd be doing it without a steno machine and computer. I didn't even think about just running it without a number. Maybe I should've. When I was at the WFC earlier that day, finding out that I made a trip for nothing, one of the workers there said, "The race is closed, but you can do the walk." I know my running may sometimes LOOK like a walk...
We had a great time at the bar afterwards, although it was, perhaps, the worst service I've ever had. I mean, yes, the place was completely overrun by runners, but there's no excuse for bringing the check BEFORE the food arrives. Especially since it arrived cold. And an hour late. And they not only forgot Chrissy's drink, they forgot her food. And the bun on David's burger was moldy. Should I go on? But it was fun.
Now onto the medical portion of the show. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I had my first bladder infection of the training season already. But what I didn't count on was the kidney infection. I finished my round of antibiotics, and I thought all was well, but I could -- how to explain it? -- I could just sort of feel my right kidney (too many bladder infections gave me a very good idea of where my kidneys are. ) It didn't hurt, it was just, well, there. I figured it was a side-effect from the bladder infection and would go away. Lo and behold, it didn't. And by Thursday night, I was seeing -- turn your heads if you're squeamish -- a little blood. And wouldn't you know, it's Memorial Day weekend! So I emailed my doctor, who told me to push the cranberry juice, and I'll see her on Tuesday. I'm also (don't look, Mom!) dosing myself with some leftover penicillin I got from getting my wisdom tooth pulled. Ugh.
What this means is --
No Memorial Day outings -- yes, I missed TWO of them, because I'm afraid to stray from a toilet.
and no running. Although I did go out on Saturday for an easy trip up to and around the Res, because it was just too nice a day not to. I paid for it, but it was worth it. A little scared, as the Brooklyn Half is at the end of the week, but I guess I can look at it as a taper.
Yes, even though today is a gorgeous day, nope, not doing it. Just going to spend the day indoors, in my THANKFULLY quiet -- because there's no construction today, hooray!! -- apartment, and work on my transcripts and watch old TV shows.
Happy Memorial Day, y'all!