MLK Day is drawing to a close, and so is my three-day weekend. (Though it’s arguable how much work anyone will get done tomorrow, since I’m sure we will all be watching the inauguration. I must say I’m glad I don’t live in DC right now.)
Jose and I went downtown every single day this weekend — four in a row. On Friday night, we joined Jason and his parents, Debbie, Curt and Mark for the Aeros game. The next day, we met Meryl and James for dinner at the House of Blues and the Rockets game. I hadn’t been to House of Blues before, and I also didn’t know you could eat there. The food was pretty tasty and the atmosphere was cool. I’ll have to keep an eye on the upcoming acts to see if there’s anyone we’d like to see in concert. The game was also good, with the Rockets safely beating the Miami Heat.
Less than 7 hours after getting home from the basketball game, we were up and headed downtown again for the half marathon. And today we decided to take another basketball game and went to the Rockets’ “matinee” at 1:00 against the Denver Nuggets. It was a close game the whole way, and the Rockets managed to hold on in the end for a 2-point win. We got our tickets from a new system that allows season ticket holders to put their unused seats up for sale. (Baseball has done this for a while, but I guess it’s new for the Rockets.) We bought two seats on the first row of the upper deck in the “end zone,” and there is nothing to print out. You enter the arena with your credit card, which the door attendant swipes through a little machine. The machine then spits out a piece of paper with your seats on it just so you know where to go. It was pretty cool.
In other news, I am TOTALLY sore from the run yesterday. It’s pathetic. I had no real soreness to speak of after last Monday’s 9-miler, so I’m a little surprised at the difference today, but I’m sure it’s due to running surface. Last Monday I ran on half asphalt and half dirt; yesterday I ran the whole way on concrete. Either that, or I’m just getting old…
