Genuine, bona fide blog entry!
In thanks for your immense patience, I am here at 7am on a Sunday morning to make sure that you have a brand new blog entry to start your week with! The fact that I m up at this ridiculous hour should tell you a little bit about how far off track my life has gotten.
Let's start with the big project: the hike. It is actually going remarkably well, but I still hate it with every fiber of my being. Well, maybe that is an exaggeration...it is mostly just the leg and lung fibers that hate it. Mentally I really do enjoy it, except for those few hours on Friday nights where I am filled with dread for the next morning. I am still one of the slowest people in the group so I don't make it as far as others (we focus on time, not distance, so you hike for 2.5 hrs and then stop and head back from wherever you are), but most of these hikes are tough from the start so I'm busting my ass right along with everyone else. I'm always amazed when I get to the top of a hill and look down to see just how fucking far I've come. It really isn't something I ever thought I would do. This weekend we went to Las Trampas park in San Ramon and it brought back a particularly illustrative memory: a few years ago, back in the heyday of the East Bay group, we went to the same park for a hike and about 15 minutes into it Andrew Polay and I decided to cut out and go buy beer. I was TOTALLY fine with that. Hiking is WORK man, and what business do I have working on the weekends? Damn how times have changed. But it is all completely worth it and I can't even tell you how thrilled I'll be three weeks from now when I am on my flight home from the Grand Canyon, hike behind me, mission accomplished.
In other news of pains in my ass: moving. Again, the end result is gonna be awesome but dude, ARE WE THERE YET? And the answer is, nope. Tim and I actually just got started yesterday, because there is nothing like a little procrastination to spice up your relationship. But we accomplished Phase 1 (securing storage unit) and I'm really looking forward to Phase 3 (profit!). Tim did get his computer moved over yesterday so it's official, he lives here. So we just have to deal with minor things like clothes and furniture, but actually that is going to be pretty easy so I think we're well on the way to successful cohabitation. Now get on those dishes babycakes.
And really, that's about it. I can't freaking believe that so much time has passed and I have so little to say, but there ya go. I am dead tired pretty much all the time (because I've also lost the ability to sleep in--hi 6:30am!), but it's that great "I know I'm accomplishing something" kind of tired, and it is especially exciting since it's all stuff I really want to make happen. And dear god, the end is so close I can taste it...mmmm, like chicken.
Let's start with the big project: the hike. It is actually going remarkably well, but I still hate it with every fiber of my being. Well, maybe that is an exaggeration...it is mostly just the leg and lung fibers that hate it. Mentally I really do enjoy it, except for those few hours on Friday nights where I am filled with dread for the next morning. I am still one of the slowest people in the group so I don't make it as far as others (we focus on time, not distance, so you hike for 2.5 hrs and then stop and head back from wherever you are), but most of these hikes are tough from the start so I'm busting my ass right along with everyone else. I'm always amazed when I get to the top of a hill and look down to see just how fucking far I've come. It really isn't something I ever thought I would do. This weekend we went to Las Trampas park in San Ramon and it brought back a particularly illustrative memory: a few years ago, back in the heyday of the East Bay group, we went to the same park for a hike and about 15 minutes into it Andrew Polay and I decided to cut out and go buy beer. I was TOTALLY fine with that. Hiking is WORK man, and what business do I have working on the weekends? Damn how times have changed. But it is all completely worth it and I can't even tell you how thrilled I'll be three weeks from now when I am on my flight home from the Grand Canyon, hike behind me, mission accomplished.
In other news of pains in my ass: moving. Again, the end result is gonna be awesome but dude, ARE WE THERE YET? And the answer is, nope. Tim and I actually just got started yesterday, because there is nothing like a little procrastination to spice up your relationship. But we accomplished Phase 1 (securing storage unit) and I'm really looking forward to Phase 3 (profit!). Tim did get his computer moved over yesterday so it's official, he lives here. So we just have to deal with minor things like clothes and furniture, but actually that is going to be pretty easy so I think we're well on the way to successful cohabitation. Now get on those dishes babycakes.
And really, that's about it. I can't freaking believe that so much time has passed and I have so little to say, but there ya go. I am dead tired pretty much all the time (because I've also lost the ability to sleep in--hi 6:30am!), but it's that great "I know I'm accomplishing something" kind of tired, and it is especially exciting since it's all stuff I really want to make happen. And dear god, the end is so close I can taste it...mmmm, like chicken.
posted by Beverly @ 7:02 AM
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