My First 5K

I did my first* 5K yesterday as part of an annual triathlon relay I do with my mom and sister. Usually, I do the bike portion, but this year I swapped with my sis and ran. It took me 33 minutes, which is about what I expected. Deep down inside, I hoped I would break 30 minutes, but that's OK.

Right before my run, I got the idea that maybe I'd try a tri, specifically this one. Then, about 10 minutes into my run, I was like... um, no.

But we'll see. At least it would give me something to work toward, which is apparently what keeps me happy. You know that line in Annie Hall about how a shark needs to keep moving forward in order to live? "What we have is a dead shark." I sort of feel the same way. If I'm not planning something or working toward something, I feel kinda lost. With the wedding, the move and our first big party behind me, I'm looking for that next to-do item on the great checklist of life. And since the usual next steps (house-buying and baby-making) aren't quite in the works yet, maybe a triathlon can help me pass the time.


*Technically, I did a 5K with my mom and sister on mother's day, but due to the crowds, we were forced to walk the first two miles, so it don't count none.

Brain Empty

Since moving, I feel like I've run out of things to blog about. I used to write blog entries in my head while sitting on the bus or walking the dog. Nowadays, I spend my commutes trying to keep my face out of some other dude's armpit on the super-crowded Blue Line, and trying to avoid being flattened by taxis on my 10-minute walk to the office.

There's that, and then there's the whole cable issue. We finally got it. Between the History Channel, The Colbert Report and the Shear Genius marathon on Bravo, I've lost all ability to think intelligently, or even coherently. And did I mention the new season of So You Think You Can Dance has started up? Let's just forget about any brain activity at all.

I've read that the key to a successful blog is frequent updates. That would make my blog about as successful as William Shatner's singing career. I'm not sure if I should just call it quits, or keep posting half-assed until something exciting happens in my life that constitutes frequent updates, such as buying a house or getting pregnant (both of which are probably a way's off. Sorry Mom!)

I'm guessing I'll go with option number 2, although by the time those exciting things happen, no one will read this anymore. Oh well.