9.28.2005

short run

so i guess the terprunners' site is down indefinitely, so this is going to be my running log now. awesome. today was pretty easy, mostly because i was having a hard time getting my butt out of bed again. did a standard roland--cold spring--charles--BMA--remington--chestnut, for ~4.3 miles or so. didn't feel good/bad/awesome or anything like that. i'm just glad that i went out and did it. my psyche needed it...

9.26.2005

twenty miles!

so wow. saturday was brutal but awesome. i jumped in on the marathon course run (thank you, Jim Adams & Falls Road Running!), and did the twenty mile course loop. holy (*!#&%^!!!!! i did it in about 11min. mile pace, for a grand total of 3:45. that'll put me on track for a ~4:45 marathon. woo! i can't believe i did it. unfortunately, even though there were about 200+ runners, i still ended up between clusters of runners and consequently did the last 15 miles on my own. dammit. i don't know how i keep doing that. i will say, however, that that is making me mentally tougher. hella tough. i made it. we started at patterson park at the butt crack o' dawn and the course went as follows:

linden (i think) to madison to washington to st. lo to harford to hillen to 33rd to guilford to 28th to st. paul/light to montgomery to hanover to fort to ft. mchenry to towson to marriot to hull to fort to lawrence (i missed woodall) to key to light to pratt to president to lancaster to caroline to aliceanna to boston to linden

http://www.thebaltimoremarathon.com/exec/baltimore/pdf/2005map.pdf

that's the new course loop, btw. i'm bitter that they took out the hampden loop. why the hell can't they finish falls road in time? instead, we're going through druid hill park like normal and then cutting over to st. paul and heading down. they've put in a loop inside ft. mchenry, which is kind of cool. i like running next to water. except for when there are cutting winds off the harbor, it's pretty relaxing. so anyway, i guess i'm pretty psyched, especially now that i know that i can do 20 miles without falling to pieces. and, val probably won't be able to come run with me, but i don't think i need that anymore. i did the 20 miles by myself on saturday, so since there will already be people around me, i know that i don't need somebody with me specifically. YAY!!! what makes this even better is that there will be people out there to support me. mom and dad are coming down. they're kind of like my pit crew, i think. and then kristie and steve said they'd be somewhere to cheer me on. and kate said that she'll walk toby to a part of the course, and they'd cheer for me. and, best of all, chris is going to be at the finish line. yay! :)

9.15.2005

what the hell

i am so frustrated this week. every night since last thursday, i have had the worst time trying to get to sleep, and i have been waking up between 1 and 3AM and being awake for at least 2 hours. that blows! i really don't mean to be, but i can be kind of a bitch if i don't get all my sleep...

it's all chris's fault.

so what's going on right now? church on 9/11 was tough. the 9AM service was packed more than usual, and everything went faster. tom skipped the sermon, and instead we did responsive prayers that were adapted for both 9/11 and hurricane katrina. see, i remember exactly where i was that morning four years ago. i was asleep when the phone rang, and i did everything i possibly could to roll over in bed and ignore it, but it just kept ringing and ringing. so i pick up, and derek is vehemently insisting that i turn on the news. i do, and there's the horrible footage of the first plane hitting the WTC. and then, as the cameras were trained on the scene, i saw the 2nd plane hit. i just kept saying "oh my God, oh my God..." it got worse as they showed people hanging out of windows and some jumping to their deaths. and then the towers collapsed. i saw it all. i can't imagine even being there--it must have frantically traumatic and horrifying. and then they didn't show how the third plane crashed into the Pentagon, and nobody really knew right away about the fourth one that crashed in Pennsylvania. then, in 2002, i was in NYC and went to the WTC site. it was this huge gaping hole. thousands of people had died, and nothing was left, except for the steel beams that had fallen and formed a cross. i still choke up when i think about that. God, how can that happen here? we seem to think that we're above it all, that we're invincible, that we rightfully dominate the world. but we're not. and our heart is cut out in the process.

okay, so i didn't think i was going to get this serious. it was interesting last summer, when i gave a paper at a conference in Leeds. i was comparing the rhetoric of George Bush's speech to a joint session of Congress to an article written by Don DeLillo. three years after, my international audience could not understand why my entire country was devastated, when the horror occurred in only two cities and in a rural field. and this summer, practically exactly a year after that conference, london exploded. it made me wonder how my British listeners were doing and if and how they were changed. now i think there's a more global awareness of civic vulnerability. so what are we going to do about it?

here. you need to read this--> http://www.jwp4.netfirms.com/delillo.html

9.12.2005

FRIENDS!!! :)

this is ATV Courtney. she's dangerous. we met ? years ago, both working at *)!&^%!-ing Cambridge in Columbia, and i'm so excited that we're friends. for the first 6-ish months of our friendship, our lives were weirdly parallel w/ family and relationship stuff, and we helped each other through some really tough times. if i could pick a sister, she'd be one!


this is steve. boflex. don't ask. anyway, he's another weird person, mostly because if i hadn't moved to PA while i was in elementary school, i would have ended up going to high school with him. strange thing, huh? when we met our freshman year at UMBC, we found out that his best friend had been my best friend in third grade. luckily, he and i have OTHER things in common. really though, he's one of my best friends, and he's one person who is very honest with me. a stand-up guy.


this is kate and dom. kate is my housemate, and dom is one of her best friends and becoming a fast friend of mine too. finding kate on craigslist was the luckiest thing--we really clicked, and now we have the most fun. and she loves toby, which is very important. :) dom is a great guy, and in the first week that we knew each other, we got to be good buddies. he, like steve, is very frank, and he's really good at giving a shoulder to lean on. yay dom!



these are some of the terprunners. unfortunately, i don't know the girl in the pink top. but otherwise, it's (top row) pat, liz, alvin, erik, val, jen & nick, and (bottom row) lauren, tom & samy. when i first came out to the club, i really felt like the old lady because all of these guys are undergrads, but when we got out on our runs, it totally didn't matter, and i ended up being good friends with val and samy. with their support, i was able to rediscover my love of running, and val is absolutely so helpful with my marathon training. fantastic!

9.10.2005

"Sssh!" by Fleming & John

anybody who hasn't heard them needs to hear them. she's awesome, and her husband is amazing on guitar. cool.

so this week was a bitch & a half. it's weird. i have bipolar disorder, i know that i always survive, and i know the ways to cope when i have a bad episode, but all of that is meaningless when something comes up and rides me. and i have no idea what i'm supposed to do or what it means, and i always spiral back to where i started. i'm not sure what progress i make in life sometimes.

on a happier note, here's a fantastic Korean idiom passed along by matt-a-tat: "The dog covered with excrement laughs at the dog covered in chaff." - The pot calling the kettle black. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

i've given up on jose saramago for the time being. i loved blindness, but history of the siege of lisbon is too hard. even for me. ugh. that sounds irredeemably conceited, but seriously. i battled with saramago's passion for metaliterature, and i just can't hack it. i'm just not po-co enough. and i guess i never will be. i'm trying to figure out what i should read next. i have machiavelli sitting on my shelf, right next to plato, and i also have some middle english arthurian legend. i don't think i have anything *new* up there. i'm such a bad example--there are so many books in the "canon" that i haven't read, but i hate a lot of those authors. twain? ick. don't get me started on twain. maybe if i put the stupid laptop down once in awhile, i'd get into some of these books...

9.09.2005

overdue update



pics that should have been on here from the start:

this is toby dog, trying to drive my parents' van.



me & nici. :)