Reason 2380946681567234 I have the coolest sisters ever...
I was sitting on the train when my phone alerted me to a rare, but often welcome window of cell phone service. I received an email notifying me of a package waiting at the front desk of my apartment building. I ran through the list of things it could be and came up empty…
The little envelope was addressed to me and the sender was Laura (my sister) from Chicago, IL. I figured I had just forgotten something while I was home and she was mailing it to me, so I opened it in the elevator to take a peek. When I opened the envelope I had to stifle a squeal so as not to embarrass myself in front of the neighbors living between the 12th and PH floors. (New Yorkers play it cool in the elevator at all times. It is often best to make it look like you are super important and very busy with your phone and the millions of messages that cannot wait 2 minutes more until you’ve reached your apartment.)
As soon as I entered the safety and judgement-free zone of my apartment, I tore the little card and the blast-from-my-past from the envelope.
Now, when we were little, they were known as Koala Yummies and were best eaten sitting on the edge of the dock with your feet in the water while Mom re-applied sunscreen. The time it took to consume a box of these bad boys was long enough to keep us busy while we waited the eternity that it took for our sunscreen to dry. (As little kids, it was nearly impossible to keep us out of the water. My parents always called us their little fish. If there was water, you were sure to find us in it - even if it was Mother’s Day on Uncle Lee and Aunt Shirley’s beach along the coast of Lake Michigan.)
It’s incredible what one tiny little snack can do. I ate one chocolate-filled cookie and immediately found myself back on the dock wrapped in a big fluffy towel, the smell of sunscreen and lake, with the sound of water lapping against the dock and distant motor boats and jet skis zipping across the lake filling my ears. It’s safe to say that these taste like my childhood and that must certainly mean they taste like happiness.
If you are going to be in NYC over Labor Day weekend, or think you might be, you should sign up for this run/walk.
This is the third year of the Run to Remember and the third year I will participate in it. The finish heads you straight up the west side of Governors Island to face Lower Manhattan and the site of the former World Trade Center, a beautiful and moving view. With this being the 10th anniversary year of the September 11th attacks, the organizers are looking to have every victim represented on a race bib. I picked Andrea Haberman, who I never met but grew up 3 towns away from me and was very active in Girl Scouts growing up (like I was).
As an adopted New Yorker I try to listen to my fellow citizens, who lost family and friends and neighbors and endured the dust and the police and the fear, and let them set the tone for commemoration. It’s only fitting. But this is what I do to remember.
Apart from the obvious significance of the event, it is flat, fast and lovely and you get to go on the island hours before anyone else.
…to ride bikes with the one you love. (Getchyo mind out of the gutter…)
Drew and I just got back from a ride around downtown Manhattan. Drew had a bit of a tube malfunction after his second ride on Sunday, but he stopped by a bike store on the way home and repaired it in time for us to go for a cruise around the ‘hood. (AND he switched to fixie to be like me… Obvi.)
We didn’t go very far - just about 2.73 miles, but it was a perfect night. After a day of rain and an entire week of ridiculous temperatures, it’s nice and cool in the city.
I really love having a bike. The fixie aspect makes it a great workout because my legs are constantly moving and I have to work a bit to slow myself down (I have breaks to help a bit). When it comes down to it though, it’s exercise disguised as fun.
It’s always hard to get back into the swing of things after returning from vacation, so I’m glad that Drew and I made the decision to get back to the city pretty early this morning. We left Detroit bright and early and landed around 9:00 at LaGuardia. Since getting home, we’ve done some productive things, and some not-so-productive Sunday things.
Chino has mostly done Sunday/every-day-for-him-I-guess things. Puppy camp wore him out and he has been snoring away on our bed since he got back to the apartment around 1:00.
We unpacked and stowed the luggage so as not to send Chino into freakout mode when he got home. He panics/loses it at the first sign of packed bags. (See, I told you we were productive…)
On a super exciting note, our return to New York City means that all of my hard work on the day we left paid off. We got to go and pick up our bikes this morning! Meet Penelope! (She’s purple, but it’s hard to tell because the lighting in our apartment is weird.)
There was a bit of a snafu with my freewheel, so instead of prolonging my bikeless existence, I told them to just flip the hub and that I would ride it as a fixed gear. Nowwww… I’m not exactly the most graceful thing and the thought of riding a fixie made me a little nervous. I even got kind of snippy and took all of the fun out of the morning, but Drew was incredibly patient with me (as always) and he walked by my side until we reached the West Side Highway bikepath. Once we got there, we waited for a break in the action (lots of bikers out today!) and then we were off! It took me a little while to get the hang of the fixed gear but I’m feeling much more confident about it and I’m sure that with a little more practice, I can make myself a convincing fixie rider. I might even ride to the grocery store a little later! Watch out now!
So, I just landed in NYC and I needed to take the opportunity to wish my dad a happy birthday! I am bummed that I can’t spend his day with him, but we celebrated with a nice lunch yesterday.
My dad is the coolest guy I know. Seriously. The. Coolest. There’s never a dull moment when he’s around. Before my trip home, I hadn’t seen him since Christmas (gasp!) and I was definitely missing him. So when my mom, sister Amanda and I got to spend a beautiful day on Lake Michigan with him, I was extremely happy and I know he was too. (The only thing missing was my other sister Lu!)
So, here’s wishing you another picture perfect day, Dad. I love you and I miss you already. Can’t wait to see you when I’m back in October!
*Mom, please be sure to pass this along! :)
**I know I am super pale. (My sister is also very tan…) I’m the only one in the family with fair skin. It’s the Norwegian in me…
After my run this morning, I remembered that the sound of rain on leaves and my feet on the pavement are preferable to blaring sirens and honking horns. The opportunity to sit on the deck and listen to good music with family while watching fireflies dance around the backyard will trump standing in line at any swanky New York bar. The giant, fresh Michigan blueberries in my cereal this morning will always be better than the feeble-looking produce at Gristedes.
I only have a few more days left in Michigan and I intend to squeeze every ounce of happy out of them.
I usually don’t mind the heat… It has made it quite difficult to do all of the running that I need to be doing though, which makes me a little less than fond of all of the hot weather and humidity.
I’m going to try to go with my dad to the gym tomorrow to get some running in on the treadmill and to squeeze some strength training in too. This is all dependent on my ability to get into and out of my hair appointment in a decent amount of time. I also need to go to the local running store, Gazelle Sports, to look for some new running shoes and maybe to browse their running watches.
I’ve been running for over a year now and I still don’t have a watch. I lost my iPod Nike+ adapter and I’ve been estimating my times lately and mapping my routes pre-run, but I would love to know my times and general splits. SO, if you have any watch recommendations, send ‘em my way! (Truly and honestly, I want the Nike+ Sportwatch with GPS, but I’m having a hard time justifying the purchase.)
PLUS, Miss kimijoy was sporting an awesome Gazelle Sports tech t-shirt at the Wall Street Race we lady tumblr runnrs did back in May, and I feel like I need one of my own. (You know, just to represent my hometown and beloved West Michigan.)
When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was to check the weather. 84 (feels like 94) with 70% humidity… I thought, “Welp, it’s not going to get any cooler out.”
I threw on my shorts and tshirt, and my socks and shoes, and took to the rail trail near my parent’s house. (The rail trail is an old rail line that was converted to a tree and nature-surrounded paved path for runners, walkers and bikers.)
I ran a quick 3.5 miles up and down the trail and then around the block. I got home feeling a bit woozy. The humidity really took it out of me, but it was nice to get out and get my legs moving. Maybe I will try to head to the gym with my dad if he goes later to do some strengthening.
My first night back in my hometown was spent with family friends at our favorite hangout. I had an Oberon since they’re non-existent out in New York, and I had my favorite ravioli dish. (Sorry, no pics. I’m not sure I would be able to explain the “but it’s for my blog” thing to my parents and their friends.)
I will probably grab some lunch with my sister a little later. Maybe another non-New York thing like Panera (I know, super generic, but I worked at Panera in high school and during the summers in college, so it tastes like home).
That’s all that’s new here. I just thought I should post, since I’ve been bad about posting lately. Classes are officially over and the summer is mine to enjoy.
So, I just got home from a long day at work and my first of two final exams… I was going to sit down and write a long, ranting post about everything that went terribly, horribly, no good-ly, very bad day-ly, but I changed my mind. Why dwell on the negative?
Why not focus on the things that did go right today?
I got an email from my Nutrition professor telling me that I did a fantastic job on my term paper and that it was 100 Grade A work. *Snaps for good grades!*
I got to Skype with my incredibly good looking friend Kate who lives in Tanzania. *Snaps for pretty faces and laughs!*
I made plans with friends during my trip home! *Snaps for the promise of even more smiling faces and fun times!*
I got an email informing me that my bike would arrive on Thursday and that its bodyguard (U-Lock) would be arriving on the same day. *Snaps for snazzy purple bikes and keeping them safe!*
I got wonderful news from my darling baby sister. *Snaps for having awesome sisters!*
My exam wasn’t the complete disaster I was expecting. *Snaps for learning something (ok, a lot of things) over the course of the semester!*
There was white wine waiting in the fridge when I got home. *Snaps for pinot!*
Anthony Bourdain is on and I still have the best little family and home a girl could ask for. *Snaps for the pup and boyfriend and the happiness they bring me!*
So you see, it wasn’t a bad day. Sure, there were things that certainly did not go my way at all, but there were plenty of things that did. Just a matter of perspective.
Getting stuff done and pining for a trip outdoors. (A bike ride would be perfect right about now…) It is such a beautiful day! I may need to take the studying to the terrace to soak up some sunshine so I’m not “city white” when I get back to the mitten!
Moxy - looks like the sailing drinking school does boozy brunch cruises. Think they’re having Bloody Marys or mimosas?
I love our Hudson river view and the stretches of green everywhere.
Chino has spent the day by my side. The bulk of it has been spent in front of my computer trying to finish a paper while nursing a case of the brown bottle flu… He has been like my little shadow. Every time I get up, he follows me. Every time I settle back down on the couch, he joins me.
It’s days like today that I’m thankful to have a pup around. He makes me smile and even though he’s got something against flat, unwrinkled pieces of paper and he has a certain fondness for dog-eared book pages (tehe) I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
Like my uncanny ability to suddenly get hungry when I should really be concentrating on writing my papers… Fortunately, I knew just the thing to solve this hunger problem…
Chino doesn’t really get kiwi… I think the only reason he wants some is because I’m eating it. I tried to give him a little bit and he suddenly seemed very uninterested, until I got back to spooning out bites of my own. (I think he associates spoons with cereal which he knows he likes.)
This is how my mom used to serve them. My sister and I thought it was the coolest.
*Please pardon my giant hands in the second picture. We need to run the dishwasher so I was stuck using our tiny spoons PLUS they were super close to the computer’s camera. I promise my hands are NOT that large.
I took the day off to get a start on my remaining papers and studying.
I also took the time to go and renew my drivers license. My Michigan license expired on my 25th birthday (which was in February… ooops) and I will need a valid license to drive here-there-and-everywhere while I’m home in the mitten. (I can’t wait to drive, seriously. There’s nothing like driving with the windows down and the music up on a summer afternoon or night.)
The DMV was … an experience. There was no AC, so today’s heat and humidity didn’t help the tempers that were flaring in line - in fact, there was a bit of a scuffle in line behind me. Fortunately, I had every single piece of identifying information that they might require (you better believe I took my passport, old license, SS card AND birth certificate) and I had already printed and filled out the necessary forms, so I was hurried into the picture line. (The heat, humidity, and lack of AC didn’t do anything to ensure that my ID picture will be even remotely decent. Eh, so it goes…) My number was posted pretty soon after I had settled into the benches lining the middle of the DMV, and before I knew it (much to my surprise actually), I was stepping out into the sunshine with a temporary paper license. Sadly, I had to forfeit my Michigan ID… But not before I snapped a picture!
Bye-bye pretty Michigan ID… (I look like such a baby in that picture!)
Now I’m curled up on the couch with my laptop attempting to write my nutrition term paper. I opted for the topic: Endurance Athletes and Nutrition… You wouldn’t think that this would be that hard given the fact that it is something I find very interesting, but I’m struggling to piece together the millions of journals and articles I’ve found into a 10-page masterpiece. How did I ever routinely write papers in college?
I love fireworks and I love friends and food and days off of work!
Tonight we had friends over for dinner and drinks.
We ate chicken kebabs, hot dogs, baked beans and drank beer on the terrace before diving into a delicious dessert.
Strawberries were on sale on Fresh Direct, so I decided a perfect 4th of July dessert would be Strawberry Shortcake and it certainly didn’t disappoint. (It was incredible and there are some biscuits left over that I intend to heat up tomorrow morning and eat with raspberry jam.)
The path along the Hudson was quite crowded and it was difficult to see any fireworks, but it was fun to see so many people out and about in our neck of the woods.
Hope you all enjoyed your holiday weekend! (Back to work tomorrow. Do. not. want.)
Today’s Red, White and Blue Enthusiam Brought to You By: John Phillip Sousa’s The Stars and Stripes Forever
"You look like the fourth of July! Makes me want a hotdog real bad…"
Happy Independence Day Everyone!* I ran my first organized race ever a year ago today. So it’s only right that I take it outdoors for a 5 mile run along the Hudson. Hope you all have a safe and happy holiday!
*The band nerd in me loves holidays where it is excusable to listen to marching bands.
Well, we turned in our bikes (boo hiss) but not before taking a second ride.
This time we took it to the east side and up the East River. We cut in at Delancey street and wound our way through some city streets. In all honesty, I was not so enthused about the city street biking. There are just way too many things that could go wrong for my liking. I’m a worrier and the ride was fairly anxiety inducing, but toward the end of the ride (as we made our way back to the familiar streets around our former apartment) I relaxed and began to enjoy myself.
So now Drew and I are hooked and we need bikes of our own. (Ok, need? Probably not. But want? Definitely.) It was such a great way to get out and be active and to see new things in a new way. It was something really fun for the two of us to do together.
Today’s Totally Awesome 14.8 Mile Bike Ride Brought to You By: Queen Fat Bottomed Girls
I spent the entirety of our bike ride this morning/afternoon humming/singing this song and Bicycle Race. (Bicycle! Bicycle! I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike…) But, being that I am a fat bottomed girl, I felt it necessary to post this song.
Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin’ world go ‘round
GET ON YOUR BIKES AND RIDE!
Oooh Freddie Mercury… Relaxing and getting some schoolwork done before our second ride of the day.
After a ridiculously long night of class last night, I was free to enjoy my four days off. I have quite a bit of school work to do as this semester winds down and today is the perfect time to start/finish some of it. Currently, 5 papers, 5 homework assignments, 1 presentation, 3 quizzes and 2 finals stand between me and the rest of my summer.* (This is all being crammed into the next two weeks.)