kick it...

This summer is off to a bang. I'm sure most of us were out the gates at a full sprint. But it has brought about good things. New things. And old things. Changes. Colorado is beautiful in the spring. Everyone is outside. Running and hiking and biking and then running some more. It's incredible. Here are some highlights so far.

- Ryan came out to visit. We camped. We hiked. We ran. We attended strange parties. Okay, only one, but just ask him - it was weird. We went to a yard sale and found four awesome chairs. Two wooden. Two for the lawn. I must get pictures posted of the hike. Pretty incredible. Even though we never found that pesky waterfall, I'm 87% sure we saw bear scat. So then we got the heck outta there. But it was a great weekend.

- I'm running my first 5k tomorrow. I realize that to avid runners this is baby stuff. But to me, not so much. I'm hoping it's not blistering hot (102 today!) and that I don't weenie out and walk. More details on that later.

- My living situation is about to change. Soon I will have three new roommates. It's going to be weird having roommates again. I've just gotten so comfortable eating breakfast in my underpants...

- Today was my second real game of ultimate Frisbee (spell-checker said Frisbee should be capitalized. Who knew?). A group of us joined a summer league. We've uh... lost the last two games, but we're showing much improvement. And the guys finally believe I can catch. It's a lot of fun, but holy cow has my respect for soccer players vastly increased. Three runs up and down the field and I'm shot. Can't even breathe. Whew.

- Two new sort-of records in my world were set this week. I watched my car turn over to 100,000 miles yesterday. Everyone keeps asking when I'll get an SUV. And granted, it would be a lot easier to haul lots of gear in a bigger rig, I just can't give up what I've got. She's been so good to me - through mountains, snow and many close calls on the freeways. Plus, I'm possibly a little cheap and would rather not fork over my hard earned dollar on a shiny toy. Which brings me to my second record of sorts. I rarely run my air conditioner. It gets expensive, and I'm hardly home anyway, so I opt for economy over comfort. Tonight I walked in, tossed down my bags, and noticed it was a little stuffy inside. Official thermometer reading? Eighty-nine degrees. Eighty-nine degrees?!. I took a cold shower and kicked on the A/C. Dang.

Okay, so there's lots of other stuff I want to share. But it can be spared for a later date. Enjoy your summer, because it's just not the same with an 8-5. I sure miss lazy afternoons by the pool.