beauty, windy, brat...

Today was crazy. It all started with a 7am photography shoot with my class at the Garden of the Gods. It was perfect, at about 7:15, the sun started to come out and shine so vibrantly on the red rocks. Awesome. We really tried to get some practice on manual mode...focusing on becoming more comfortable with shutter speed and aperture. A few examples...





Next up on the Saturday to-do list...the third Winter Series race: a 10 mile run from Baptist Rd almost up to Palmer Lake. They refer to this one (of 4) as "The Wind Tunnel". Um yeah, about 2 minutes in, I understood the name. The minute you ( I really mean I) put on a number and line up at the start, the intended "run", somehow transforms into a race. I took it a bit easier the first 3 1/2 miles, then decided I was close enough to the 5 mile turn around (where the wind would hopefully change directions and be a my back- which it really didn't) to start pushing a tad more. I caught up to this girl I was eying most of the race, and all of a sudden our (yes we were now running together) was 8 min. Not good when I had 3 miles still to go. I then slowed down a bit and so did she. Ended up finishing in 1:25. I didn't really have a time goal...just to push myself, which I definitely did. Owie. Loved having the girls there with me...love you guys:). Thanks Micky for letting me wear your coat pre-race..buuuurrrr!

Going to work was to-do #3 for me today. After a shower and some food, I was off to the store for a few hours. Had great/normal customers today and a good number of laughs with Alex, so the afternoon somehow flew by without an energy crash on my end. After we closed I headed to the grocery store to get some food for dinner. I have been obsessed with Heather's stir-fry recipe (with tahini), so my quest was veggies. The event that happened next still has me confused. After I pulled into my parking spot, I was on the phone when all of a sudden this lady comes up to my window and points her finger at me and says (mouths- I could somewhat hear her), "You almost hit my car, yeah you...you were _ close... brat". Seriously??? Come one. I was not even close lady...re-freaking-lax. Take your hideous 1980's trucker hat and curly mullet and lay off me. I don't think I've been called a brat since I was 8, maybe even never. What the? Anywhoo...I didn't let that distract me from my King Stupes task at hand. And pictured below is my fabulous dinner...yum! Homemade hummus, stir fry veggies with tahini, baked tamari tofu and roasted brussels sprouts. This was so satisfying. I love the new flavors in my life:).

Ok...after this day, I am ready for bed...but first some warm almond milk with cinnamon...my new pre-bed fav.

Nanight