The following sentence is for Jason:
Sometimes I like Houston.
Yes, sometimes, Houston is nice. This weekend was gorgeous thanks to some random rainless cold front that came through on Friday. I walked outside on Saturday morning prepared for the blast of humidity but was instead surprised by a lovely 90-degree, 60% humidity day. I know 90 degrees doesn’t sound exactly cool, but when it’s been 95 with 90% humidity since you got back from Colorado, 90F/60% is absolutely glorious. And it stayed that way all day. Yesterday was slightly warmer and stickier, but not bad.
To celebrate the great weather, I went for my first swim since the triathlon (in mid-June) on Saturday evening. I’ve slacked off on my swimming since realizing that the final triathlon I’d planned to do this year is on the same weekend I’ll be in Kansas City for Matt and Stephanie’s wedding. The water felt great and the only thing bothering me was my arm. Even this morning, four days later, I can still feel where I got the tetanus shot when I pull my arm back behind my body. It’s not painful, just a dull ache that I feel when I stretch the muscle. With each stroke in the pool, I could feel the soreness. I don’t know what’s in that shot, but it’s slightly frightening that it makes your arm sore for days. If the shot is that annoying, tetanus is bound to be worse, I suppose.
I promised the Longs Peak trip report would be done by the end of the weekend, but hey, I lied. I’ve written up the first and second days, but still have more to go. I’ll hopefully have it done by the end of tomorrow.
I had Jamba Juice for lunch both Saturday and Sunday. They just opened a store nearby, and it may be my downfall. Hmm. But there’s nothing better than enjoying some Jamba Juice on a Sunday afternoon in the sunshine while your car is getting washed for the first time since you bought it three months ago. My Xterra looks so pretty and shiny now!
I hate tetanus shots too. Last time I got a tetanus shot I was wearing blue Speedo shorts and a comfortable white ribbed cotton racer back tank. I felt so scared as the doctor fit the 3 needle to the syringe and drew tetanus into the syringe. When the doctor asked which arm I wanted it in, I said it didn’t matter ’cause I was sleeveless in a tank top. The doctor moved to my right side, dabbed my sleeveless right arm skin with alcohol, pointed the tetanus needle straight down at my right arm up high by my shoudler, and quickly thrust the tetanus needle under my skin and deep into my right deltoid muscle. The needle felt sticky. I groaned in pain as the doctor pushed the tetanus deep into my muscle. I felt cool and sleeveless in a racer back tank, even though the tetanus shot felt really achy deep in my muscle. Next time I need a tetanus shot, I’ll wear a racer back tank again, ’cause a racer back tank top has extra sleeveless armholes and is perfect for getting a tetanus sho