Running

I made a friend a few weeks ago who trains with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society's Team in Training.  She recently ran the San Diego half marathon, and ran a full marathon back in January.  The great thing is, when she's not running with her team, she does shorter runs during the week, and when we met I mentioned how I wish I had someone to run with.

So this past week she invited me to go running with her.  We hopped onto the Streetcar tracks on St. Charles Ave and ran about a mile and a half uptown, and a mile and a half back, and I really enjoyed it.  We set up a planned interval for running and walking, and I think it made running easier and made me run faster this way.  I can't wait to go running again next week with her!  Running partners give me so much more motivation, and who knows, maybe one day I'll run a marathon.

My Jeep!

My Jeep finally arrived to New Orleans today.  I signed for it at lunch time but the battery was dead.  I got home from work, and it still wouldn't start.  Chiso came by and gave me a jump.  With it finally running we brought it to Autozone to replace the battery... it had absolutely zero charge.  After all that car drama, we finally got it figured out, took it home, and brought my rental back to the airport.  I finally have my car back, and no longer have to drive a silly rental.  I may need to repair the a/c, replace the rearview mirror, fix the antenna, headlight, reverse light, subwoofer, and spare tire... but it's finally here!

I am so happy! (:

Bar Crawls and Friends

Last Saturday I met up with a friend for lunch on St. Charles Ave. for a good salad and a beer.  My healthy afternoon turned into a crazy night.  Since I was already on St. Charles I decided to meet up with my roommate, Ryan, who was participating in the 610 Stompers Bar Crawl.  So I hopped on the streetcar and got off at Fat Harry's where I found hundreds of people with matching t-shirts, mustaches, and beers dancing down the street to their next stop on their crawl.  It was crazy, everyone was drinking, dancing, and just crowding one of the busier streets in the city.  It poured down rain, I got soaked, but that did not stop me from dancing from one bar to the next with the crowd.  It was a lot of fun and I got to make friends with some of Ryan's friends.  Needless to say I did absolutely nothing on Sunday until Ryan convinced me to go running with him.

This past Friday night Chiso and I went out for drinks, and to find out how small this city (world) actually is, we ran into a bunch of people from work.  It was completely random, but we happened to all be at the same bar.  It was a lot of fun, we all decided to hang out together and head down to a late night bar for some dancing.  It's even smaller of a world because once we got there we ran into one of Chiso's co-workers.  It was a completely random night, but a good time in the Garden District that night.

Houston Road Trip

I love when random things happen and awesome things fall into place.  Chiso was driving out to Houston this weekend for a wedding he was going to.  Suzzy had an interview on Thursday and has another one on Tuesday in Houston, and over the weekend was staying with our friends from college, Diego and Nicole. At around 10pm Friday night I decided I'd carpool out to Houston with Chiso and spend Saturday with Suzzy, Diego, and Nicole, then we'd drive back on Sunday.  Five exciting hours later we hit the road and made it there by morning.  We went to breakfast at Taco Cabana, picked up some beer at the store, and relaxed most of the day at Diego's gooorrggeeoouuss house with their two tiny and adorable puppies, Lua and Mia.  Saturday night we bbq'ed, played apples-to-apples, drank beer, and made our way to a dueling piano bar.  It was an absolutely awesome night.  This morning, Chiso picked me up around 10:30 and we made our way back to New Orleans.  The ride out was fine, but the ride back was just a little more interesting.  After two near death experiences, evading the police because "black people don't like cops", and a whole lot of sarcasm, I finally made it home alive.  Needless to say, I had an awesome weekend.