Kayaking?

June 30, 2007

Talking with my date last night, I mentioned that I’d like to get more upper-body exercise, but I’m only interested in activities where you move somewhere and get to see something. I joked about getting a bike that you crank with your arms, and she sensibly pointed out that some sort of paddling activity* would be more realistic. The idea is growing on me. I plan to take a three-hour kayak lesson on the Willamette later in July and see how I like it.

*Get your mind out of the gutter.

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Tapered run

June 30, 2007

Since I’m racing on Wednesday, I cut the scheduled long run in half and did six miles this morning, very slowly. I ran from the house and made it out to Multnomah Village and back, mostly on Garden Home Road there and Capitol Highway back. It was a nice run, on a beautiful crisp morning, and it was a pleasure making it on foot from my house to a real Portland neighborhood, if you know what I mean. Those blisters hurt a little, but didn’t interfere. Mile splits: 11:02, 10:44, 11:02, 11:19, 11:07, 10:00.


And I go out on a date

June 30, 2007

I took the day off yesterday to spend time with my old friend A, who was flying into Portland on her way to visit her father down south, west of Corvallis. Her plane was late, but we still spent a great afternoon in NW Portland, first deciding to grab a yummy lunch at the always-busy Saint Honoré Boulangerie, then a mocha at the Dragonfly coffeehouse up the block from there, and finishing up with a nice hike along the Lower Macleay trail.

Later that night I had my first match.com date. She showed up a little late to the bar we were meeting at, but not unreasonably so. We had a drink (or two, in my case), then went for a long walk throughout much of downtown and NW Portland. She was an entirely beautiful woman, but our personalities didn’t really mesh. Still, I had a fun time, and we finished the night grabbing some after-midnight eats at the Portland City Grill, up on the 30th floor of whatever building that is.

So that went really well. The old Scott would have been trembling uncontrollably just waiting in a bar to meet someone for the first time. He’d be a real mess after that. He’d assume, probably rightly, that he’d never work up the courage to try another date and meet someone else, so he’d put all his hopes into the one woman he was meeting that night, piling the pressure ever higher. That guy? He wasn’t a lot of fun to be.


If I were in fifth grade, I would find both “fartleks” and “Butte to Butte” hilarious

June 27, 2007

I had to run 40 minutes and make Buffalo wings yesterday, all before 6:30, so I took the afternoon off. I did my running up on Terwilliger, parking near the north end and running to the intersection with Capitol Highway and back. That’s mostly uphill on the way out, and downhill back. The idea was to warm up on the way up the hill, then do some fartleks on the way back. (The schedule actually had us doing 14 60-second intervals, but it was too hot and by legs were too sore for me to try it. Plus, I’m trying to ease up a little in preparation for July 4th’s Butte to Butte 10K in Eugene.) Still, I ended up putting quite a bit of effort into the run. My legs didn’t quite fall off, but it was close. I ended up running 5.0 miles in 45:01, which is a pretty good clip for me, considering the hill and the heat.

Then I made the wings, yum, and headed off for the evening’s activities. First a pot-luck dinner party, then karaoke. I didn’t sing, and left pretty early to try to grab a little more sleep. When I got home, I checked my email, and it looks like I’ll be going on my first Match.com date soon.


Curses, tired again

June 26, 2007

I didn’t have time to make it to my usual Monday-night running group, so I ran my 40 minutes on the streets near my house. Are they getting hillier? Pant, pant, pant. I did 4.2 miles.

After that, a 10-person MiPL dinner at the Queen of Sheba, an Ethiopian restaurant. It was really good, and a great group of people showed up for it. I was going to make it home early and get to sleep at a really good time… when the dinner host turned out to have locked her keys in her car. A couple of us hung around until AAA showed up, which meant I got home around 10:45.


My weekend, and welcome to it

June 25, 2007

This weekend was one long, complicated, confusing blur, with too much staying out late and too many naps breaking up the days into weird shaped chunks I was having trouble following. Friday night, M and I went to the MiPL Laser Tag event in Beaverton. It was not my thing. Maybe that was simply because I was terrible at it, but I feel like there was more than that. This was only the second MiPL event M had been to, and the first large one. People seemed pretty amused by the squabbling-siblings way we interact with one another. There was also at least one lady disappointed to later learn that he was married. They have these cordless signaling devices for that, I’ve heard…

Saturday morning I got up at 5:30 to have plenty of time before the Portland Fit 7:15 run. It was an 11-miler; as posted earlier, all the stats can be seen here. Three and a half miles up Leif, three and a half miles back, two miles across the Steel Bridge, and two miles back. Hard to believe this was only the third time I’ve run that far. My right calf was still a little tweaked, so I was extra-careful not to push myself. I finished feeling well and with plenty of energy. Two days later, my thighs feel a little sore, which is always a nice change from the calves.

After the run Saturday, I got some coffee and lunch with my new-but-adored friend E. She’s become an important source of advice for me, especially on the kind of matters that I won’t discuss in this blog. The upshot of the advice was that, as much as I’d like to, it seems impossible for me not to get involved with women… but I need more practice dating. So I’m starting the online dating site thing now. Maybe it will be fun.

Then I took a nap, because there was a party Saturday night that was probably going to run late. It did; it was a great time, but I didn’t get home until 2:30. Then, aaaaaargh, I wasn’t able to sleep past 5:30. Two-and-a-half hours of sleep. <Whimper>.

I don’t want to talk about Sunday morning. Sunday morning was bad. Rupert was bad. Let’s leave it at that. I ran some errands after that, got a library card and did a little shopping. And a haircut. Not much else; after a nap, G came over, back from a camping trip on the coast. We talked for a few hours, then she left and I got to bed around 10:30. I’m really tired and groggy today, though.


11 miler

June 23, 2007

Here’s the data for the 11-mile run this morning. Now I’m sleepy… must nap! ZZZzzzzzz.

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