Dude. I had been feeling sort of uninspired by the whole SpaceShipOne thing, but then it landed. And it was being towed off the runway by an ordinary pickup truck! And the pilot was sticking his arm out a tiny window and waving and giving a thumbs up! And then he just hopped out and started talking to the press! That is cool. Spaceflight gets such a reputation for being complicated that it’s nice to see proof that it can be simpler, if not easier.
Anyway. Cool.
I had a fairly uneventful weekend. On Saturday morning, Debbie and I did an adventure race at Jack Brooks Park, about halfway between here and Galveston. The race advertised itself as being beginner-friendly, but it was mostly experienced teams, and we finished only a few seconds in front of the last place team. It was about 2 miles of trail running, followed by a ~4 mile mountain bike loop, followed by maybe 1.5 miles of paddling in an inflatable canoe, followed by another mountain bike lap. The winners finished in an hour and 44 minutes; we finished in 3:27. The paddling was the hardest part, as neither Debbie or I are experienced canoe-ers, and the distance we had to paddle was longer than expected. They’d advertised it as a 30-40 minute paddle and it took us over an hour. There was also a disappointing lack of mystery challenges, which was what had made the adventure race we did last fall so much fun. I don’t think we’ll be doing this one again.
Yesterday I stayed home to do some cleaning, because my mom is coming to visit on Thursday. Yay! I got a lot done, despite being very sore from the race. Sitting down and standing up was evil on my quads, and my arms hurt something awful from the paddling. I hadn’t expected to be so sore, but I guess the length of the race and the heat of the day really took it out of me.
Jason and Debbie went to the Astros game yesterday 4 hours early to attend FujiFilm day or something, where they got to take pictures with all the Astros. It was originally supposed to be a big group for Jason’s birthday, but the game sold out before we got tickets, so that plan fell through. I thought about going (Jason and Debbie just bought single-seat tickets and ended up sitting wherever they could find), but decided against it because 1) I wanted to sleep in and 2) I actually didn’t care that much about getting my picture taken with the Astros. The only thing I missed, however, was getting my picture with dopey-eared shortstop Adam Everett, who I happen to find really cute in that dorky sort of way. I always go for the dorky looking ones. Say what you will, but I think Adam is so cute. 🙂 Fortunately, Debbie got to see him for me.
Last night we had another soccer game. I’ve about had it with my team. At 5:00, the scheduled start time, we had three players there. Three. We waited until 5:30, thanks to the other team being extremely patient and wanting to simply play, since we’d driven all the way to Texas City, at which point we had 8 players and could at least start the game. By the second half, we had a full team of 11, but of course we lost anyway. It’s pathetic that our team can’t manage to show up on time. It’s pathetic that even when we play, we can’t play as a group and thus we lose. I don’t really know what to do, short of jumping ship and joining one of the other women’s teams. Sigh. I don’t play to win, really; I just play to have fun, and because I enjoy soccer. But this is getting ridiculous.
So everyone went down to lunch today and left me here. Obviously I wasn’t paying attention, as I didn’t realize that no one was here until about 5 minutes ago. But you’d think they would think to say “hey Sarah, let’s go.” Oh well. I have to pick up Katie and Fred from the airport this afternoon, so I guess I’ll just eat at my desk and get the extra half hour.
Becca says
Oops about the lunch thing. To give us credit, we did ask if you were buying or bringing your lunch and you kind of grunted at George…