Nothing to write.
I officially have a really boring life.
I realize I've hardly written since last week, but.. yah.. Not much to say. All three of you must be very sad to hear this.
Saturday I basically got stranded at the beach all day since my car battery died. Of course, of all places to be stranded, the beach is pretty much as good as you can hope for. Balu had been warning me that one day my car wouldn't start, and that day did arrive.. I thought since the battery was dead-dead, though (not just because I forgot my lights on or something), that it wouldn't just jump-start. Whoops. After a late-night run Friday, a beach workout Saturday, then spending my day riding (slowly, mind you) around Fort Lauderdale on a rented bike, I more or less went into a coma on Saturday night.
Sunday was the farm tour. I was happy there were some kids along; they definitely make things more fun. While I was holding the little three-year-old at a fruit stand, a nice lady came up and said, "Oh, what pretty eyes!" I looked at her to nod in agreement and she said, "Oh, just like yours!" You know, like she was my daughter. I thought that was cute.
Balu suggested that he just fill the water levels on my car battery and see if the battery was still good. I was leaning towards just springing the $55 for a new battery, but of course, that was just wasteful American me talking, so he nudged me in the direction of waiting. Today, my battery was dead. Luckily, he has one of those nifty little jump-starting things... I took it with me to work and had to jump my car three times today! Whee! (A new battery is going in tonight.)
Alright, I think the sun has gone down sufficiently for me to go hop outside for the first few of my weekly 200 cardio minutes, Week Two.