Warrior Dash 2010, still living this day like tomorrow will never come

Ran the Warrior Dash and damn it feels good. If you know anything about my past, then you know my on going battle with doctors telling me "No, you can't do that" and how much it pissed me off. For so many years I had been held back and kept from the things I love. Running stopped when I was 12, skateboarding stopped when I was 16, paintball stopped when I was 24, rock climbing stopped when I was 25, piece by piece my life was stripped away from me. Each thing that was taken from me made me more pissed and more determined to be 'normal' (yes, I use that term loosely). After finally caving in and having a surgery that almost killed me, this weekend was my proof that I am back. One short run was all I needed to finally feel like I was where I should be. I do not take for granted that most people do not have the same outcome, and they suffer constant pain from the instruments used to fuse their spines. Thank you to everybody who encouraged me and made me want it that much more. Now I just need that zipper pull tattooed on my scar and I am set!

Things you hear while having coffee and general weirdness

Census workers discussing tactics for getting information. Uber creepy methods for finding out who you are and how you live. These people have a list of homes they are to visit, if you are on the list and not at home, they will talk to your neighbors to get phone numbers and any other information they deem necessary. If you just won't talk to them, they can call the police to ensure they are able to complete their job. While I am all for getting an accurate count of the people living in my community I do not like my privacy being invaded by the government. I can only hope they come to my house. Seriously, ask me what my race is and the answer is Belmont Stakes or Preakness. Of course I am sure they would mark me as white without even asking. While I am very white, I am also native American from both a materal and paternal great grandmother. Take that census workers! Don't even get me started on sex. The answer should only be 'yes' :)

The other interesting thing overheard at starbucks invloved two college age guys talking about 30 for 4 or 5 bars. All I could think was that is really cheap for xanax and these kids are sloppy. The conversation was going on less than 4 feet away from me. Stupid kids. Chances are they will be arrested before they reach 25.

Today's starbucks adventure involved a 25 year old getting his little mind twisted by an older and wiser Flea. Use a cheesy pick up line on me once and I will laugh it off, try a second one and I am going to scar your brain. Sorry little boys, I don't have time for it. Although it is good to know I still do not look 35 yet.

General weirdness, babies at the masquerade. It's true. People brought thier babies and children to see the Aqubats. Very odd to see kids at a place that holds some very naughty memories for me.
In non-weird news, still getting ready for the Warrior Dash and I had the worst root canal ever. That is all.