If you're looking for an upbeat blog post, this isn't it.
Today sucked. Approximately one thing went right: I got my workout in. First brick in a year. Two miles, 45 minutes on the bike (trainer), one mile. I pushed hard, just because I was pissed off in general. Sadly, I'm so out of shape, "pushing it" doesn't mean much.
Oh well, it's done. Here's to a better tomorrow.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Vacation, Day One
How I love a change of scenery and the fact that I don't have to wake up Monday and go to work!
Jeff and I are in Florida on our first vacation in 2 years (the one before that was 10 years earlier--not kidding). We're staying at a place called WaterColor, which is a brand new community (well, 10 years old) in Florida between Destin and Ft. Walton Beach. The community next door is called Seaside, and it's where "The Truman Show" was filmed. This place is like nothing I've ever seen. It's absolutely beautiful in a vaguely Farhenheit 451/1984 kind of way. I love the architecture, the landscape, the beach and the water--oh my God, the water is beautiful!
I have some goals while I'm here, biggest of all, to work out each day and to eat healthy. So far, so good. Jeff and I ran 7 miles today, the last two miles of which were on the beach, where there was very little hard-packed sand. My heart rate hit almost 200 before it was over, and my ears were ringing. I'm sure that's not healthy, but what a workout. We did push-ups, sit-ups and lunges after we ran.
We rode bikes into "town" later in the afternoon--after a snack of apples, string cheese and Honey Nut Cheerios (no milk) and lots of water. The bike ride wasn't long, maybe two miles round trip, with a couple of beers, grilled shrimp tacos, and some guacamole in the middle of our foray. Our bikes are big, fat tired, springy seated, three-speed, baskets-on-the-front cruisers. We booked it back to the house, because it was so freakin' cold. Bookin' it on a cruiser is actually a decent enough workout, even though we only rode a mile.
We also met two people from Austin today. One of them is the owner of a surf/beach apparel and equipment shop. He's from New Braunfels originally and graduated from UT. His shop has surf lessons when it warms up--next trip, I'm sooooooo there.
The other guy's name I don't remember, but he graduated from Plano Senior High just like I did...only ten years later.
The house we're staying in is an absolutely gorgeous cottage on a running trail less than a mile from the beach and is surrounded by pines, magnolias and oaks. I don't know how many square feet it is, but it's ginormous: four bedrooms, four and a half baths, two living areas, an office, an outdoor kitchen (and shower) and the BEST kitchen EVER. The owners spared no expense, and the place is totally kitted out, right down to toothpaste and Q-tips in every bathroom and even all the stuff you need to blow out your hair and give yourself a manicure.
Last night, we had the best meal I've had in ages, to the point to where I was doing The Happy Food Dance in my chair. Banana beignets?? Best. Thing. Ever.
It's supposed to be cold and crappy tomorrow, so after our run, we're driving to Alabama. I've never been to Alabama, and I'm on a quest to go there. It's the only one of the lower forty-eight states I've never been to.
Man, I really needed this break. Good stuff.
Jeff and I are in Florida on our first vacation in 2 years (the one before that was 10 years earlier--not kidding). We're staying at a place called WaterColor, which is a brand new community (well, 10 years old) in Florida between Destin and Ft. Walton Beach. The community next door is called Seaside, and it's where "The Truman Show" was filmed. This place is like nothing I've ever seen. It's absolutely beautiful in a vaguely Farhenheit 451/1984 kind of way. I love the architecture, the landscape, the beach and the water--oh my God, the water is beautiful!
I have some goals while I'm here, biggest of all, to work out each day and to eat healthy. So far, so good. Jeff and I ran 7 miles today, the last two miles of which were on the beach, where there was very little hard-packed sand. My heart rate hit almost 200 before it was over, and my ears were ringing. I'm sure that's not healthy, but what a workout. We did push-ups, sit-ups and lunges after we ran.
We rode bikes into "town" later in the afternoon--after a snack of apples, string cheese and Honey Nut Cheerios (no milk) and lots of water. The bike ride wasn't long, maybe two miles round trip, with a couple of beers, grilled shrimp tacos, and some guacamole in the middle of our foray. Our bikes are big, fat tired, springy seated, three-speed, baskets-on-the-front cruisers. We booked it back to the house, because it was so freakin' cold. Bookin' it on a cruiser is actually a decent enough workout, even though we only rode a mile.
We also met two people from Austin today. One of them is the owner of a surf/beach apparel and equipment shop. He's from New Braunfels originally and graduated from UT. His shop has surf lessons when it warms up--next trip, I'm sooooooo there.
The other guy's name I don't remember, but he graduated from Plano Senior High just like I did...only ten years later.
The house we're staying in is an absolutely gorgeous cottage on a running trail less than a mile from the beach and is surrounded by pines, magnolias and oaks. I don't know how many square feet it is, but it's ginormous: four bedrooms, four and a half baths, two living areas, an office, an outdoor kitchen (and shower) and the BEST kitchen EVER. The owners spared no expense, and the place is totally kitted out, right down to toothpaste and Q-tips in every bathroom and even all the stuff you need to blow out your hair and give yourself a manicure.
Last night, we had the best meal I've had in ages, to the point to where I was doing The Happy Food Dance in my chair. Banana beignets?? Best. Thing. Ever.
It's supposed to be cold and crappy tomorrow, so after our run, we're driving to Alabama. I've never been to Alabama, and I'm on a quest to go there. It's the only one of the lower forty-eight states I've never been to.
Man, I really needed this break. Good stuff.
Friday, January 30, 2009
2009 Race Calendar
Given the shape I'm in right now, it's hard to believe I could be ready for duathlon season in less than two months, but nothing motivates like impossible odds. So, here's this year's racing calendar (all short course, all races with high point totals and possibly a little stiffer competition):
Louisiana State Du Championships: 3/22
Arkansas State Du Championships: TBD (April? May?)
South Midwest Regional Championship (Corpus) or Short Course Nationals (Richmond): 4/26 (which one I do depends on my economic situation at the time--remember, I'm trying to be a financial grown up this year!)
Oklahoma State Du Championships: 7/12
Texas State Du Championships: Darned'st Du (sometime in August)
I'm also going to run the Capitol 10k, and I might even try to race it, but I doubt it--pushing it for 10k will more likely result in me puking than placing well. I also kind of want to do a race in May or June, perhaps a triathlon (!), but we'll see.
Louisiana State Du Championships: 3/22
Arkansas State Du Championships: TBD (April? May?)
South Midwest Regional Championship (Corpus) or Short Course Nationals (Richmond): 4/26 (which one I do depends on my economic situation at the time--remember, I'm trying to be a financial grown up this year!)
Oklahoma State Du Championships: 7/12
Texas State Du Championships: Darned'st Du (sometime in August)
I'm also going to run the Capitol 10k, and I might even try to race it, but I doubt it--pushing it for 10k will more likely result in me puking than placing well. I also kind of want to do a race in May or June, perhaps a triathlon (!), but we'll see.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Progress Update
So, I figured I'd take a few minutes to update my progress against goals relative to my New Year's Resolutions.
1) Keeping my promises, most importantly to myself...on a scale of 1 to 10, I'd say I'm averaging a 3.5. I'm doing slightly better keeping promises to others than I am to myself. Definitely room for improvement.
2) Actually try this duathlon season...1 to 10 scale again, and I give myself a 0.5. That's right, less than a 1. The ONLY good news is that I still have a little, tiny bit of time left to get ready for the first of the races I want to do.
3) Being a financial grown-up...I give myself a 7 out of 10. I have a budget, I'm at least paying attention to it, if not following it precisely. I'm spending way, way, way too much on eating/drinking at restaurants, but it's so easy to have someone else make food for me and it tastes better! I just faxed in all my receipts for my expense reimbursements, which means that--if the expense nazis don't come after me--I should be able to pay off the corporate Amex within a week. My personal credit card balance...put it this way, at least I've come to terms with it and am taking action to make it disappear as quickly as possible. No more living beyond my means, damn it!
4) Make decisions on my own and stick to them...if decisiveness means speaking my mind at work, then, yes, I've made progress and I give myself a 7 out of 10. As for my personal life, it seems like some of the decisions I need to make are a little tougher, and I don't want to make them. I give myself a 3 (I can't even seem to pick a restaurant to eat at with my parents, and that's not a hard decision!).
5) Respect myself more...I don't know, 2 out of 10? If I were hitting the mark on all the other stuff on this list, then I could raise that score. But, come on, falling asleep on the couch without bothering to take my mascara off or--yes, it's happened more than once--brushing my teeth is not respecting myself. Basic self care is the least I can do to demonstrate some self-respect.
6) Read more, watch less TV, spend less time on the computer...I give myself a 5 on this one. I've definitely started reading more, but only when I'm not fucking off on the internet. There's nothing good on TV, so it's pretty easy not to watch.
7) Do things that challenge my comfort zone...2 out of 10. The only reason I give myself marks that high is because I played Blackjack Saturday night for the first time ever. I mean, I've played, sort of, with Jeff just to learn it. But I've never played with actual chips in a casino environment. And, granted, when I played on Saturday night, it was a casino night thing at the gala, so it wasn't real money. But if it had been real money, I would have done okay. I'm not a gambler because I always think I'll lose and I don't want to look stupid in front of people. But neither of those things happened Saturday night.
8) Plan and stick to the plan...3 out of 10. I allow myself too much flexibility. I mean, I need some, but I abuse it.
9) Reduce my alcohol consumption...1 or maybe 0.5. I managed one day last week and so far one day this week where I didn't drink at all. It's really not helping that I have a bar in my building, and the bartenders are fun and give me free drinks.
So, as the first month of the year winds down, that's where I am. I guess the good news is, it could have been worse. Not much worse, but worse.
1) Keeping my promises, most importantly to myself...on a scale of 1 to 10, I'd say I'm averaging a 3.5. I'm doing slightly better keeping promises to others than I am to myself. Definitely room for improvement.
2) Actually try this duathlon season...1 to 10 scale again, and I give myself a 0.5. That's right, less than a 1. The ONLY good news is that I still have a little, tiny bit of time left to get ready for the first of the races I want to do.
3) Being a financial grown-up...I give myself a 7 out of 10. I have a budget, I'm at least paying attention to it, if not following it precisely. I'm spending way, way, way too much on eating/drinking at restaurants, but it's so easy to have someone else make food for me and it tastes better! I just faxed in all my receipts for my expense reimbursements, which means that--if the expense nazis don't come after me--I should be able to pay off the corporate Amex within a week. My personal credit card balance...put it this way, at least I've come to terms with it and am taking action to make it disappear as quickly as possible. No more living beyond my means, damn it!
4) Make decisions on my own and stick to them...if decisiveness means speaking my mind at work, then, yes, I've made progress and I give myself a 7 out of 10. As for my personal life, it seems like some of the decisions I need to make are a little tougher, and I don't want to make them. I give myself a 3 (I can't even seem to pick a restaurant to eat at with my parents, and that's not a hard decision!).
5) Respect myself more...I don't know, 2 out of 10? If I were hitting the mark on all the other stuff on this list, then I could raise that score. But, come on, falling asleep on the couch without bothering to take my mascara off or--yes, it's happened more than once--brushing my teeth is not respecting myself. Basic self care is the least I can do to demonstrate some self-respect.
6) Read more, watch less TV, spend less time on the computer...I give myself a 5 on this one. I've definitely started reading more, but only when I'm not fucking off on the internet. There's nothing good on TV, so it's pretty easy not to watch.
7) Do things that challenge my comfort zone...2 out of 10. The only reason I give myself marks that high is because I played Blackjack Saturday night for the first time ever. I mean, I've played, sort of, with Jeff just to learn it. But I've never played with actual chips in a casino environment. And, granted, when I played on Saturday night, it was a casino night thing at the gala, so it wasn't real money. But if it had been real money, I would have done okay. I'm not a gambler because I always think I'll lose and I don't want to look stupid in front of people. But neither of those things happened Saturday night.
8) Plan and stick to the plan...3 out of 10. I allow myself too much flexibility. I mean, I need some, but I abuse it.
9) Reduce my alcohol consumption...1 or maybe 0.5. I managed one day last week and so far one day this week where I didn't drink at all. It's really not helping that I have a bar in my building, and the bartenders are fun and give me free drinks.
So, as the first month of the year winds down, that's where I am. I guess the good news is, it could have been worse. Not much worse, but worse.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The Rest of My New Year's Resolutions
Okay, I found the rest of My New Year's Resolutions. Here are Resolutions 4 through 9 (I was wrong about there being 10):
4) Make decisions on my own, don't waffle or rely on others to decide for me. Stick to the decision.
5) Respect myself more. Much more.
6) Read more books, especially fiction, watch less TV and spend less time on the computer.
7) Do things that challenge my comfort zone and/or that are scary. If nothing else, find one new thing this year, keep at it, and see how much mastery I've gained by the end of the year (some ideas: learning to play the drums, taking Tae Kwon Do, learning enough French to hold a basic conversation, like, say, with the subway police officer (Nazi) who stopped me in the Metro once for not having my picture glued to my Carte Orange...yeah, learn enough French to be able to tell her to fuck off, and then ask for a lawyer when I get arrested).
8) Plan. Then stick to the plan.
9) Drastically reduce my alchohol consumption (see, told you it was on the list!).
4) Make decisions on my own, don't waffle or rely on others to decide for me. Stick to the decision.
5) Respect myself more. Much more.
6) Read more books, especially fiction, watch less TV and spend less time on the computer.
7) Do things that challenge my comfort zone and/or that are scary. If nothing else, find one new thing this year, keep at it, and see how much mastery I've gained by the end of the year (some ideas: learning to play the drums, taking Tae Kwon Do, learning enough French to hold a basic conversation, like, say, with the subway police officer (Nazi) who stopped me in the Metro once for not having my picture glued to my Carte Orange...yeah, learn enough French to be able to tell her to fuck off, and then ask for a lawyer when I get arrested).
8) Plan. Then stick to the plan.
9) Drastically reduce my alchohol consumption (see, told you it was on the list!).
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Take 10, or Thereabouts
So, I pretty much took all of 2008 off from, well, life. I figure I can go nowhere but up in 2009. (Remember that, kids, if you ever need to show amazing progress, drop quickly to rock bottom.)
All right, so, let's dispense quickly with 2008--not a God damn thing worth mentioning--and move to 2009. Here's the thing about blogging: I have no internal editor (i.e. discipline) to tell me when to stop talking, so I go on and on. But, see, I don't really have time to do that. So I've invented a new rule. I'm just going to blog about My New Year's Resolutions. New year's resolutions, remember? Those things we said less than two weeks ago we would absolutely, positively--no, FUCK you, I'm SERIOUS this time--do this year? Yeah...
So, I figure restricting my blog entries to that which is related to my progress on My New Year's Resolutions will accomplish the following:
1) keep my blog entries brief(er) and more focused;
2) keep me honest and maybe, actually, track my progress; and
3) something else I can't remember.
Here, then, are My New Year's Resolutions. I originally had 10, but at the moment I can only remember the first three. The other seven are somewhere on my work laptop, which, now that I'm thinking about it, probably isn't the best place for them for all kinds of reasons. Anyway, here are the ones I remember (I promise to post the other seven as soon as I find them):
1) Keep my promises, most importantly to myself.
2) Actually TRY this duathlon season, beginning with a commitment to my workouts and a commitment to my race schedule.
3) Be a financial grown-up (like, budget and stuff, and then stick to it).
I think there's another one about drinking less, but I'll have to let you know. I'm sure, that's, like, number 10 on the list. Anyway, please join me on my My New Year's Resolutions journey--you know, check in, comment, support me, don't be a hater, crap like that.
And, finally, happy new year (late, go figure...actually, I think being punctual might be another of My Resolutions. Huh.).
All right, so, let's dispense quickly with 2008--not a God damn thing worth mentioning--and move to 2009. Here's the thing about blogging: I have no internal editor (i.e. discipline) to tell me when to stop talking, so I go on and on. But, see, I don't really have time to do that. So I've invented a new rule. I'm just going to blog about My New Year's Resolutions. New year's resolutions, remember? Those things we said less than two weeks ago we would absolutely, positively--no, FUCK you, I'm SERIOUS this time--do this year? Yeah...
So, I figure restricting my blog entries to that which is related to my progress on My New Year's Resolutions will accomplish the following:
1) keep my blog entries brief(er) and more focused;
2) keep me honest and maybe, actually, track my progress; and
3) something else I can't remember.
Here, then, are My New Year's Resolutions. I originally had 10, but at the moment I can only remember the first three. The other seven are somewhere on my work laptop, which, now that I'm thinking about it, probably isn't the best place for them for all kinds of reasons. Anyway, here are the ones I remember (I promise to post the other seven as soon as I find them):
1) Keep my promises, most importantly to myself.
2) Actually TRY this duathlon season, beginning with a commitment to my workouts and a commitment to my race schedule.
3) Be a financial grown-up (like, budget and stuff, and then stick to it).
I think there's another one about drinking less, but I'll have to let you know. I'm sure, that's, like, number 10 on the list. Anyway, please join me on my My New Year's Resolutions journey--you know, check in, comment, support me, don't be a hater, crap like that.
And, finally, happy new year (late, go figure...actually, I think being punctual might be another of My Resolutions. Huh.).
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Life Is Good
I've been super stressed out about work and moving and all sorts of other stuff. Of course, having moved into the heart of downtown Austin--and I'm not talking the swanky new condos going up on the west side of Congress, I'm talking two blocks from the interstate, a block off Sixth, two blocks from the homeless shelter, two blocks from APD, and a block from an AFD station--has it's own set of really significant changes to contend with that I simply didn't expect. It's not bad, it's just soooooo different. Anyway, there's all this stuff I've been getting all wrapped up in and even a little panicky about (mostly work), and then, sitting here just now, I realized how freakin' fortunate I really am. I mean, it's not like I didn't know that, it's just so easy to get so caught up in my own worries.
What led to this realization 5 minutes ago? No one thing. But the immediate events that pop to mind that have been sort of floating around in the back of my head include the following:
1) Sunday night, while walking the dog, we walked right in front of the convention center as one busload of evacuees from Galveston had just unloaded--the stuff those folks could carry loaded into trashbags, not suitcases, trashbags--and a convoy of school buses and a couple of cars were driving up right behind them. It was dark out, but you could see more trashbags full of people's possessions loaded into the school buses, and one the cars, actually, a pick-up truck, had a bed full of more people's stuff in trashbags. I felt so bad for them. Yet every one of them that I've run into on the street since then has been incredibly friendly, even upbeat. I mean, some of these people more than likely lost everything, judging by the pictures on the news, I'm not sure how upbeat I'd be, but they have been.
2) There's a crazy, homeless guy who lives in the park across the street from us (behind O. Henry's house). Two mornings in a row now, he's been out there screaming at himself, an imaginary someone, I don't know who. And it's totally unintelligible. I'm not a crazy homeless guy. I mean, I may be a little loopy, but I'm not homeless, not even close.
3) I drove past the homeless shelter earlier. The mobile dentist was there. You can't imagine how many people were out there. I have insurance to pay for dental work (crappy coverage, but at least it's something, and I have the means to pay what insurance doesn't) and, again, a roof over my head.
So, like I said, these three things and a lot more stuff no doubt rattling around in my brain got me thinking about what I'm thankful for, and I thought I'd jot of few of things down here.
1) I have friends, good friends. I have new friends and old friends and even older friends. I know Facebook is stupid, trendy, dorky, a waste of time--pick an adjective--in some people's book. But I've reconnected with sooooo many people. It's amazing how happy I am to have re-discovered them, and they seem just as happy to have rediscovered me. Very cool.
2) My family wears me out, but they're helpful and generous and they care about me. I know a person whose parents all but abandoned him when he was a kid. There was no love there whatsoever. I think about him and I think about me and I feel pretty fuckin' lucky, even if my own family contributed to my own fair share of psychic baggage. Hey, at least they tried to do the right thing, and I love them and am thankful to them for that.
3) I have one of my two puppies back. It's amazing how much he lifts up my mood. How can you be down when you have a big dork of a black lab wagging his tail at you?
4) I have a car and it runs and I can pay for it. That's enough. The fact that I really love my car and think it's pretty, has cool amenities and is fun to drive is a bonus.
5) I don't have to drive my car anymore.
6) The weather has been gorgeous these last two days. I had such a wonderful run this morning, even if my legs hated me for it, it was still so delightful to be outside in the cool air.
7) I signed up for the Austin marathon. I'm signed up for Dallas, too, but I don't know how ready I'll be to run it. I've finally decided, it's okay if I don't run Dallas--disappointing, but okay. Accepting that has been such a relief, and gives me so much more motivation to do Austin.
8) Did I mention my friends? :)
9) I have a house. Period. That it's nicer than I ever thought I'd live in is just a bonus and, frankly, the product of another person's generosity to Jeff and me. Doubly thankful for that.
10) I make a good living. My company demands an awful lot of me, but they pay me for it and they let me live in Austin, even though my group sits in Dallas. They gave me a very nice raise today, they provide an outstanding benefits package. They let me work from home. And they're nice people, and good people. I am very thankful for all of these things.
11) I live in the coolest city on the planet.
12) I'm doing things to help the environment, and that feels so good. I walk or bike everywhere I can. I recycle as much as possible. I buy organically grown, local food whenever I can (which just got much easier thanks to Greenling.com--many thanks to Stacy Keese for turning me on to them). I haven't yet, but I'm about to do the wind power thing with Austin Energy. It feels good to have reduced my carbon footprint.
And that's just a few of the things I'm thankful for. Life is good.
What led to this realization 5 minutes ago? No one thing. But the immediate events that pop to mind that have been sort of floating around in the back of my head include the following:
1) Sunday night, while walking the dog, we walked right in front of the convention center as one busload of evacuees from Galveston had just unloaded--the stuff those folks could carry loaded into trashbags, not suitcases, trashbags--and a convoy of school buses and a couple of cars were driving up right behind them. It was dark out, but you could see more trashbags full of people's possessions loaded into the school buses, and one the cars, actually, a pick-up truck, had a bed full of more people's stuff in trashbags. I felt so bad for them. Yet every one of them that I've run into on the street since then has been incredibly friendly, even upbeat. I mean, some of these people more than likely lost everything, judging by the pictures on the news, I'm not sure how upbeat I'd be, but they have been.
2) There's a crazy, homeless guy who lives in the park across the street from us (behind O. Henry's house). Two mornings in a row now, he's been out there screaming at himself, an imaginary someone, I don't know who. And it's totally unintelligible. I'm not a crazy homeless guy. I mean, I may be a little loopy, but I'm not homeless, not even close.
3) I drove past the homeless shelter earlier. The mobile dentist was there. You can't imagine how many people were out there. I have insurance to pay for dental work (crappy coverage, but at least it's something, and I have the means to pay what insurance doesn't) and, again, a roof over my head.
So, like I said, these three things and a lot more stuff no doubt rattling around in my brain got me thinking about what I'm thankful for, and I thought I'd jot of few of things down here.
1) I have friends, good friends. I have new friends and old friends and even older friends. I know Facebook is stupid, trendy, dorky, a waste of time--pick an adjective--in some people's book. But I've reconnected with sooooo many people. It's amazing how happy I am to have re-discovered them, and they seem just as happy to have rediscovered me. Very cool.
2) My family wears me out, but they're helpful and generous and they care about me. I know a person whose parents all but abandoned him when he was a kid. There was no love there whatsoever. I think about him and I think about me and I feel pretty fuckin' lucky, even if my own family contributed to my own fair share of psychic baggage. Hey, at least they tried to do the right thing, and I love them and am thankful to them for that.
3) I have one of my two puppies back. It's amazing how much he lifts up my mood. How can you be down when you have a big dork of a black lab wagging his tail at you?
4) I have a car and it runs and I can pay for it. That's enough. The fact that I really love my car and think it's pretty, has cool amenities and is fun to drive is a bonus.
5) I don't have to drive my car anymore.
6) The weather has been gorgeous these last two days. I had such a wonderful run this morning, even if my legs hated me for it, it was still so delightful to be outside in the cool air.
7) I signed up for the Austin marathon. I'm signed up for Dallas, too, but I don't know how ready I'll be to run it. I've finally decided, it's okay if I don't run Dallas--disappointing, but okay. Accepting that has been such a relief, and gives me so much more motivation to do Austin.
8) Did I mention my friends? :)
9) I have a house. Period. That it's nicer than I ever thought I'd live in is just a bonus and, frankly, the product of another person's generosity to Jeff and me. Doubly thankful for that.
10) I make a good living. My company demands an awful lot of me, but they pay me for it and they let me live in Austin, even though my group sits in Dallas. They gave me a very nice raise today, they provide an outstanding benefits package. They let me work from home. And they're nice people, and good people. I am very thankful for all of these things.
11) I live in the coolest city on the planet.
12) I'm doing things to help the environment, and that feels so good. I walk or bike everywhere I can. I recycle as much as possible. I buy organically grown, local food whenever I can (which just got much easier thanks to Greenling.com--many thanks to Stacy Keese for turning me on to them). I haven't yet, but I'm about to do the wind power thing with Austin Energy. It feels good to have reduced my carbon footprint.
And that's just a few of the things I'm thankful for. Life is good.
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