Lisa has done an exceptional job at trying to fill my blank schedule. I honestly believe she sits in her chair at work googling “How To Keep Your Child Busy In Dallas.” The woman’s on a desperate mission and not even a work load could get in her way. In just a week I have signed up for a running club, yoga and pilates classes. She campaigned for a cooking class, but at that point I couldn’t fathom another weekly appointment.
I’m very excited to start my new extra-curricular classes this week despite the fact they will involve sweat and pain. We all know sweat, pain, and Morgan haven’t necessarily fit into the same vocabulary bank in the past. Signing up for a running club certainly is a first considering I’ve never really liked running....nothing further than 5 minutes anyway. Always wished I did, especially after watching Casey pitter-patter 5 miles on a treadmill without stopping to roll over and die as I would. With a duration of 9 weeks, the class meets every Saturday at 7 a.m. (pray for me) and prepares the beginning runner for a 5K. If all goes well I should be ready for my first 5K in September, right around the big 25th! I also hope to meet a few good people along the way :)
I’f I’m going to be sucking air in front of a bunch of strangers I at least want to look good while doing it, so a trip to Luke’s Locker was made to prepare my feet for this special “first.” Luke’s Locker is a pretty incredible place. I can see why they have such a strong business and great reputation. Instead of throwing a bunch of shoes at you and meeting you at the cash register as fast as possible, the retailers watch you walk bare foot to evaluate which shoes will work best for you. Now that’s service! I always knew I walked on the inside of feet, but after my visit I was made aware of my “overpronation.” No worries though, I have special shoes with inner padding to provide support. :) Hopefully my fellow runners will pay more attention to my flashy new kicks and not my red face gasping for a finish line.
Friday evening I joined Amber and Greg for dinner and beer at the Ice House on Katy Trail. The venue reminds me of Victoria with scattered picnic tables outside and twinkle lights wrapped around towering trees. Our grilled chicken sandwiches were great, and we had a comical time. I was somewhat disturbed by the number of females wearing suctioned mini-skirts and Lady Gaga stilettos on an endless dirt floor. Didn’t quite make sense, but maybe I haven’t fully been immersed in the Dallas way of life just yet. Don’t get me wrong - I understand a lady’s need for a sexy shoe and form-fitting dress to show off all her hard work, but I was bit thrown off seeing it out in Schroeder’s courtyard. Apparently I have a lot to learn. Either way, I much preferred Amber's and my casual appearance. Plus, we didn’t have to watch for rocks or potholes while walking. :)
Imagine this shoe, but in red. Yeah, the whole "staring is rude" went right out the window.
New Drawing:
My Etude-e-phant.
Etude, in music, is a study or technical exercise.
It later came to mean a complete musical composition exploring a technical problem in a satisfying matter.
Tomorrow Yoga beings at 6:30 p.m. Can’t wait!
