Despite my best efforts to convince him that he was too sick to go (he wasn’t), John prevailed (as usual when it comes to races) and we ran the 2009 Herndon Turkey Trot 5K this afternoon. Also as usual, he was right and I was happy to be there and happy we’d done it when the race was over. My time wasn’t great (but better than it’s been lately), and I figured out why I don’t like this race (I don’t like the cross-country part – too slippery when the grass is kinda wet and there’s lots of mud), but that’s all okay ’cause I felt really good when I crossed the finish line. AND we didn’t see anyone we know today. For the last two years, we’ve run into people from our old company (I almost said “people from work”), and I’m pretty sure they were planning on being there today. I guess we missed them. And I think I’m relieved. These people in particular were always nice and everything, but they weren’t close friends and I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with that.
We’re home, I’ve gotten four emails from people who are interested in the Korean chests I put on craigslist today, and I’m hungry. We have steaks on the grill and champagne in our (plastic) glasses because we’re finally celebrating John’s new job (and mine). I’m itching to edit that plastic glasses thing. If they’re plastic, they’re not glasses. Plastic champagne flutes would be more accurate, but it’s a weird combination of pretentious or snobby (flutes instead of glasses) and trashy (they’re plastic so I won’t break them when I knock them off the counter). Hmm, not so much trashy as klutz-friendly. That’s nicer.