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Monday, June 25, 2012

Race photography

When we get our picture taken, we take strides to look our best, don't we? I mean, in general. Have you ever practiced your smile, or how to stand or sit?

Racing is fun. At least, it can be. Lately I've been feeling that I don't want to train, and I don't want to race, but I want to say that I raced, so I just do what I've got to do. So far this year I've done a triathlon and a 5K; on the queue is a 10K and another 5K (at least).

One of the Fun Features of the racing atmosphere is that often professional sports photographers will be on hand to capture the event for you. Just what you wanted! Pictures of yourself during a time when you're (1) exerting an extreme amount of energy and (2) not expecting to get your picture taken! Sounds perfect! In fact, the race organizers are quick to remind you, "Don't forget to SMILE on the course!" The results are everything you'd imagine from this scenario. No matter how tough or triumphant I feel during or after a race, I am supremely embarrassed when I look at the race photos. What a fool! Who let me out there looking like that?!?

The idea is that after the race, you will peruse the race photographers' site and purchase (!) the photos which were taken of you during your race. How ever can you find yourself among the thousands of pictures of your race? With your race number, of course! This is one main reason that I wore my race number on my back during my triathlon.

During my 5K, I was doing pretty well for myself. One by one I would 'pick people off,' which is to say, I wouldn't concentrate on beating an entire crowd, just the person immediately in front of me; after I'd passed that person, I'd work on passing the next person, and so on.

As I neared the finish line, I passed one final girl and headed in. Amidst the cheering, I heard Merlin call my name, so I threw him a face, but I shouldn't have broken my concentration: the girl I had just passed was pounding toward the finish line, too, and she was trying to pick me off. How dare she! I reached with my foot and it seemed we crossed the finish line at exactly the same time. I made a mental note of her number: 1106. I would look it up later, and compare our times (not something I'd EVER done with another competitor, by the way, but this incident made me do it).

I learned a few things about 1106: she's 16. And while we did cross the finish line at the same time (gun time), my time bested hers by 11 seconds (chip time), and my pace was 4 seconds faster.

I felt pretty good about myself.

And then I looked on the race photography site. And I remembered when I was about to cross the finish line and I made a face at Merlin. 




Dear 1106,

YOU'RE WELCOME.


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Pretty Darn Funny - Episode 6

Here it is! The final episode of Season 1 of Pretty Darn Funny. Watch this episode in its entirety and then watch the video, YOU'RE WELCOME.

Here are the others:
Episode 5

Thursday, June 07, 2012

Again, from my 10-year-old


Back in March, my ten-year-old daughter asked you, my readers, for help in fundraising for Jump Rope for Heart. You stepped up. Yes, you did. She has something to say to you. Here, in her own words:


Dear People Who Read My Mom's Blog,

Thank you to everyone who donated to Jump Rope for Heart. In the last week of school we had an assembly and I learned that I raised the most money out of everyone in my entire school! I won a lot of prizes. I won a jump rope, a water bottle, a t-shirt, a soccer ball, a slam-shot rocket, a cyber fire, and a gold medal for the Most Money Award. Jump Rope for Heart earned over $2,000 from my whole school. Jump Rope for Heart really helps small kids with sick hearts. There is a kid that had a sick heart and she was four years old and she probably couldn't have made it through her surgery but every time she goes to her pediatricians they call her a miracle. Thank you again for all your help.

Sincerely,
Emma

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Tuesday, June 05, 2012

Grilled Kale Caesar Salad


Dear Stepper, this one's for you.

Recently on communal's menu (they change it seasonally, you know) there has been a salad which I LOVE. It's a grilled kale and spinach caesar salad. With my anemia, I've been trying to eat more dark greens, such as kale and spinach, and luckily for me, I happen to love how those things taste. The salad at communal? One of my most favorites from there, ever. So much so that on Memorial Day, I got brave and tried my hand at a similar salad.


I first googled how to grill kale because, well, it looks like this.


Then I googled a recipe for grilled kale caesar salad and found this one. I, however, omitted the anchovies. Like you do. Because...um, gross. Right? I'm right. I also omitted the pepper, like I usually do.

I grilled the kale. So, essentially, I set it on fire. But only just a little bit. I just had to learn how kale works on a grill. I'm pretty much sold on it, though; I kept snacking on it as I took it off the grill.

I mixed the kale with almost half of the amount of dressing I made, but I still found it too . . . dressinged. Like, waaaay too heavy of a dressing for my taste. So I only ate a very little bit of the salad, and it was tasty. Next I shall try different ways to make the dressing lighter. Or, I shall simply eat the grilled kale alone because YUM.