The fire marshal’s dilemma
I went to see Michael Pollan, author of The Omnivore’s Dilemma speak last night, but I ran into the fire marshal’s dilemma instead. The room Pollan was speaking in was filled to capacity, so I headed to the overflow room with a video feed instead. A woman guarding the door to the room asked me, “Do you already have a seat?” to which I should have replied, “Of course!” and stridden confidently into the room. However, I am far too honest for my own good and said, “No” and was turned away from the lecture. So, your burning questions about locally grown produce will have to go unanswered. Sorry! At least you didn’t have to parallel park and walk briskly in the freezing rain all for nothing.
Help a triathlete out
Want to feel good about yourself without having to do anything requiring your credit card number or copious amounts of free time? You can help Sarah win the final round of a contest to be a member on a sponsored triathlon team. Sarah recently lost a lot of weight and became a runner, starting out by running a 10K and a half-marathon (not that I would relate to that or anything). Now she wants to be on the Evotri triathlon team, but she needs you to vote for her. Read more about her story and watch her video on her blog. Then, assuming your heart has not swelled out of your chest and caused cardiac arrest, vote for her by sending an email to: firstname.lastname@example.org with ‘Sarah McKibben – Final Round’ in the subject. You can only vote once and voting continues through Friday at 11:59 PM PST. I haven’t met Sarah, but I love her spirit and I’d love to see her rock the triathlon!
Speaking of running
Ever since I ran to the roller derby and back, I’ve had this weird thought every time I drive past 38th street on the way home. Once I pass that point, I know it will be okay if my car breaks down in the sleet and snow because I could run home if necessary. It would take me longer with all my work stuff in my back pack, but I could make it. Which is good to know in case that “Check Oil” light that keeps coming on when I start my car actually means something is wrong. I should probably get that checked out, eh? Or I might be running home for real, and not just in my imagination.
I love the sense of freedom I get from the mobility I’ve gained by losing weight. Even as I was running around in the icy dark last night, I loved the fact that I could park two blocks from the lecture hall and walk there without it being an issue at all. Weight loss solved my parking problems.
Galley contest addendum
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