I've got that horrible "feeling restless and bored until I get up to do something, then I just feel tired and apathetic" thing going on this afternoon evening. I have fully intended to go kayaking each of the last two days, yet haven't quite got out there, for whatever reason... mostly apathy. Its no big deal, I guess, the lake and the kayak membership aren't going anywhere. In spite of al this, I have had a good week of training, as in running, and got myself to do the Stair Workout this afternoon.

My hours at work have fallen off the table. Last week I only got two days, as previously reported, and this week Friday was already planned on being taken off -- seeing as how aparently no one else was showing up, including my boss -- making for two 4-day weeks in a row (I don't get paid vacation or holidays). Well, after only a 5-hour day yesterday, I was pretty much told that I wouldn't be needed until Tuesday, making for a Very short week. As nice as it is not to work, it also means I'm going to get a lousy paycheck, which sucks. I couldn't exactly Enjoy my "day off" today because of all this.

It's not as though I'm getting the shaft and other people are getting hours. No one is, for the most part. I could have worked a bit today, but I don't have my airport badge, and I wanted to start that process today, and tried to, excpet that my boss is already in Idaho for the "weekend," and told me "we'll start on that on Tuesday." I ended up driving to the airport to grab one of the applications, fillingout what i could, and put together a sheet of my comprehensive work history/contacts.

I filled out my afternoon by garbbing beer supplies -- Mike/Ryu and I are making Pineapple Island Ale tomorrow -- stringing up some twine for the tomato plants, and not quite getting around to going kayaking, for whatever reason.

So, I'm off to Rockaway Beach for the Weekend, after Beer Making is completed tomorrow. Y'all have yourselves good weekends too, now... dammit!

So I decided to force myself around the Lake for a jog this afternoon, before weight-lifting, foloowing the old training wisdom that in a lot of cases, a short, easy "recovery run" is better than just doing nothing at all (aka a "rest day"). After my three soccer games over the weekend, I wasn't expecting much, and I decided about three strides into it to go ahead and run the shorter, 2.7 mile "inside" loop instead of the planned 3.1 mile "outside" loop. As it turns out, i should have left my watch at home, as my time was... well, lets just say I didn;t manage to break 10-minute pace... ugh!

BUT, I feel like I'm really starting to break through a training threshold here, and with no soccer games this week, I hope to go running every day... we'll see if that happens...

What a weekend....

Friday night, it became shockingly cold and wet. I still can't believe the severity of that raincloud that rolled in, ending what had been mostly a warm and sunny day. I was also incredibly tired, for whatever reason, and found myelf in bed by 11:00.

Sat. morning I got up, made a big breakfast, ate it, digested it for a bit, then went to the beer store, and made some beer. Greg helped and finished up the process while I headed off to the firts of my three soccer games this weekend. After that, I rushed back to the house, where I met Vicki to head up to Lynwood for Jen's b-day celebration dinner thing at Buca di Beppo. I had never been to Buca di Beppo before, and it was quite good, and put me in the mood for a good old fasioned mob rub-out. I ate too much, had a bunch of wine, then we came back here for an official post-func at The House, and I drank more beer. I pretty much hit the wall and was ready to pass out, and people thankfully started to leave.

Today, I played in two more soccer games, then headed down to Seahawks Stadium to watch the Sounders play the Portland Timbers to a 1-0 victory. Tyler accompanied me, and I used the first two tickets of the twelve vouchers I have for any home Sounders game this season (so if anyone's interested, let me know). We were sitting in the front row, near the corner, right next to the drum guys. It was a bit loud, but provided good atmosphere.

I came home, had some leftovers from Buca's, watched the HI-larious Simpsons double feature, and now I'm writing this...

... and its 5 (five) days until Memorial day weekend.