Sunday, April 20, 2008
Your Mama Don't Dance
Unless you're Evan's mommy, she does dance.
Last night was my daughter's college dance performance. She was in a ballet skit about the happenings at a coffee shop. She was one of the uniformed high school students. This performance was her first with pointe shoes. This was also the first performance her son has seen her in. It was hard for a wiggly 4 year old to stay still until his mommy's group was to perform, but once he saw her he was so excited and blurted out loudly "there's my mommy!" After that, he was amused with a few of the dance numbers, but kept asking to go home. I don't have pictures, as we were not allowed to take pictures in the theater. I'm not sure if this was her last performance at that particular college. She's quite close to having enough credits for her associates degree to transfer to SDSU or another college.
Yesterday I came across an article on the front page of the San Diego Union Tribune about a local man who ran his own course to join the Boston Marathon. The article is fascinating because he actually planned out the course, had his course certified, ran it by himself with his daughter and grandchildren supplying water and electrolytes along the way. He even joked about not receivng a medal for his marathon. The thing that amazes me is the mucky-mucks for the Boston Marathon took his single man marathon as legit. They also implied that it is highly unlikely that they'll OK something like that in the future.
Date: 04/20/08 11:11 AM
Distance: 3.51 miles
Speed: 3.4 mph
Pace: 17' 39 min/mile
OK, it's not 17 miles, but the point is we got out and walked in the neighborhood. We did something. We were both close to getting in that hole of doing nothing. Walks are a good thing. We found a little park hidden in one of the little valleys, looked at landscaping ideas at some of the homes, and enjoyed the sunshine. Even though we walked, it still took some time for my left quad muscle to warm up. We even walked up and down a few hills. I'm still baby-ing that left quad, though -- I'm afraid of making things worse if I push myself too hard by going too far or too fast. I want to be able to run the whole way in the marathon.
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