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Looks like I’m going rafting tomorrow with the sf gay hikers group. Should be interesting. I wonder if there’s anywhere in or near hayes valley that I can get more modest swim trunks than the speedos I brought.

Okay, screw it, I’m just going to go into work waaaaay early. This should shock the hell out of my supe.

There’s a hostel available for about $28/night in vancouver around the time of the triathlon near. Should I go with that, or attempt to mooch off of nice lj people? I’d usually go with the latter, because I would always rather spend quality time with people I like (or think I’ll like) rather than twiddle my thumbs in a hotel room or equivalent. The money isn’t a big deal. I’ll pay about as much to rent a bike while out there.

I have two options for my travel to SF. I can either go friday, and miss ‘s volleyball bbq thing, but make the sf gay hiking thing on saturday morning, where I would likely get to see Marco, whom I haven’t seen in a year? several months at the very least. Or I can go on Saturday and trade off the things I get to do. Currently both tickets are purchased. Whichever one I don’t use gets tossed back into the pool of usable southwest travel funds/voucher trips. I <3 southwest. I'll talk it over with tomorrow (this) evening at board games.

Btw, my sleep schedule = totally fucked. Am I that nervous about my upcoming performance review or is this related to completely overloading my digestive system with nummy food last night? Hmmm.

Or maybe I just need to exercise more. Monday, I exercised lots. Tuesday, basically not at all. Feeling very jittery.

ETA: Oh, duh, it’s probably the half gallon of chocolate soy milk that I drank mostly by myself. Let this be a lesson to you. Drugs are bad, m’kay? =)

I just used the phrase “bitch slapped by Adam Smith’s invisible hand”. This tickles me to no end. I like to think this says something about me.

Fabulous company was had at my place for dinner. Eric, , Nick, and came and ate and talked. The menu was:
mushroom-tempeh pate and havarti with whole wheat and white baguettes
vegan cream of asparagus soup
mixed baby greens with apples and goat cheese (raisins, almond slices and balsamic to taste)
egg beater, cheddar, seitan, and mixed vegetable casserole.
sweet dark cherries for dessert
wine, raspberry kefir, or chocolate soy milk to drink.

I rather enjoy putting these things together. The casserole could have been done better but was still not bad. I think the rest of it came out really well.

~ 15 miles of biking (yay commute by bike, you take so long. If only there were some place I could shower near work without paying $50+/month.) I also swam over half a mile in lake michigan (cold). Did therapy with the shrink lady. (this session’s homework: contemplate why teenagers get pregnant, other than “oops, I fucked up”.) Came home and made tempeh mushroom pate for tomorrow’s dinner I’m hosting. Fun times. Now I need a nap.

New ideas for the tattoos I’ll probably never get: on one deltoid, a large meeple. On the other deltoid, a circle of dancing abstract androgynous figures holding hands/arms over shoulders. I’m pretty sure the image I have in my head for the latter is straight from my older sister’s () artwork circa my time in high school.

That’d definitely bring in the guys. But in terms of symbolic significance, that really speaks to me.

This weekend I ran 6 miles on friday (listening to this american life and the center for strategic and international studies podcasts) and biked about 15 on saturday (spread out across several segments).

Today I biked into work, and if all goes according to plan, I may do some open water swimming this afternoon on my way home. Here’s the rub with that plan: there’s no place to lock up my valuables near the open water swim area.

It’s maybe 1/3 of the way home from work, a very short walk from navy pier. I can handle keys, ID, a twenty and my driver’s license (yay ziploc baggies). But my shoes and my clothes? (trust?) My cell? My mp3 player? (Leave those behind at work?) What a hassle.

I’m heading out to SF this friday. I will be staying through the following weekend. If I’m not staying with you, and you want to see me, leave a comment, and we’ll see what we can work out. Maybe I should bring board games… =)

So, I went downtown to try on a wetsuit. I thought maybe to buy one before I got to the store, then I saw the price tag: $600. *boggle* Um, no. There was a cheaper model for a mere $300, which I didn’t try on. There is nothing to make one more conscious of every ounce of extra fat on one’s body than trying to shimmy into a wetsuit. I did find one online for $150. I’ll probably go with that. [ETA: I put it on backwards first. It fit better the right way. The post title is what the salesperson claimed about the sport. I doubt it’s the most expensive, but it sure ain’t cheap]

Then there’s the bike question. For the race itself, I have a rental lined up in Vancouver. But my current bike sucks. I think the bearings in the front wheel are going. And it’s heavy. I intend to use it as an errands bike (I’ll probably replace the front wheel if/when it gets worse). But really, for longer rides, I’d like something nicer. I just get paranoid about leaving any bike purchased for more than say $200 locked up in public, because I fear that it won’t all be there when I get back.

Friday I ran over 6 miles (6.5 at a guess) in an hour and 6 minutes.

Adding up all my biking (so far) today, it totals 15 miles-ish. I have a coworker’s bday party to get to soon. Not sure if I’m biking or cabbing. How much of a cheapskate am I feeling like being… =) Probably nicer to arrive non-stinky, so I’ll keep that in mind.