I just don't want to forget today long run. Squeamish - don't read on.
It was my first run where I have failed. My stomach was upset so I stopped at a gas station, a Mexican Baptist church and a ghetto food store, named Food Store.
We had a man run with us for 5 seconds, we ran through the ghetto in Aurora where cops were patrolling the neighborhood.
We ended up at the Aurora medical center, ran through some park and headed down peoria.
That is when it got interesting. We were running down a major road - definitely not a good park of town. We should turned left to get to ILK road but nope. Ended up on Smith road. Denverites - this is not a road to run down at dusk. Or ever.
Katie asked me - is that an airport tower up ahead? I knew we weren't near Simpleton nor DIA so we didn't know what it was.
You know the signs where they say don't pick up hitchhikers? Yup, we were running right toward the Denver correctional facility.
Now, I was not feeling so great. Katie threatened me - don't stop here Jaclyn. Just don't need to go to the bathroom right now. Oh, I wanted to sprint right past. Not only were we at the jail but it is across from a rail yard. Spooky.
Luckily we got out without seeing any hitchhikers or criminals on their yard break.
I felt so sick we ended up cutting our run short, calling a cab from a wine store. that's a first.
I wanted to run, to feel quick and powerful. I love clearing my head on long runs. Too bad I only got in 12 miles today. Next time. I need to figure out better foods to eat so I don't feel so sick.
Marathon is coming up so soon. Yahoo!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Temple of the moon
Man, I just really love this. This place was called templo de la luna - Temple of the Moon. Legend has it this is where the Incan people would study the stars and moon. No one really knows. My theory? It was so tough to get to - descending from the main temples and living area to get to the Big Rock - and then descend that one, that this was a place of solace. Or a party spot for the workers who got shafted by the big-wigs.
Whatever theory works for you, I know for me it was breath-taking and inspired me to connect to what was going on in my heart and body. Yoga helps me find balance and allows my mind to play out slowly. If you know me, you know my mind runs on two planes at once. I felt so insignificant at this spot but also so valued.
Machu Picchu.
verano 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Coffee Shops
I love Hooked on Colfax because it is the neighborhood place to go... 2 blocks from my house and I can have some of Pablo's finest coffee.
The reason I really like it (aside from the fact that I met my good friend Krista there, she's a barista there) is that it inspires me. The coffee or Bhakti chai provide the brain juice for me, the environment is comfortable and artsy and the people that frequent the place are fun, outgoing people. Us regulars start to spot each other, the baristas know me and I have made friends with a few of them!
You know how some coffee shops are quite and a bunch of students treat it like a library? Uck -that is too much. Then there are places where space hasn't been defined so there are kids everywhere, loud chit-chat groups and a few trying to work quietly. Awkward. Hooked has done a great job creating a space for everyone.
The Bluebird folks come in, chat it up; the salon clients and hairstylists are common coffee drinkers, ladies out after a morning aerobics class hang out with a cup of joe, medical students cram in large amounts of information and Teach for America folks write lesson plans and grade papers. You've got people playing crosswords at the counter, someone drinking a beer at 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday and others out for their first cup of coffee. The Bhakti Chai, made in Boulder - is out of this world. Spicy and enough kick to boost your day. So good.
Today, I didn't really get much Algebra planning done for the week. I had an awesome conversation with this guy who is trying to prepare for medical school applications. We swapped travel stories, our passion for running and even a little family background. He had this awesome running log going and I am inspired to try one but not sure if I can be as dedicated to one. Maybe I'll become invested in it once I start to see my progress.
Moral of the story - I am becoming a common thread in the Denver 'hood and loving the life of a coffee shop junkie :)
The reason I really like it (aside from the fact that I met my good friend Krista there, she's a barista there) is that it inspires me. The coffee or Bhakti chai provide the brain juice for me, the environment is comfortable and artsy and the people that frequent the place are fun, outgoing people. Us regulars start to spot each other, the baristas know me and I have made friends with a few of them!
You know how some coffee shops are quite and a bunch of students treat it like a library? Uck -that is too much. Then there are places where space hasn't been defined so there are kids everywhere, loud chit-chat groups and a few trying to work quietly. Awkward. Hooked has done a great job creating a space for everyone.
The Bluebird folks come in, chat it up; the salon clients and hairstylists are common coffee drinkers, ladies out after a morning aerobics class hang out with a cup of joe, medical students cram in large amounts of information and Teach for America folks write lesson plans and grade papers. You've got people playing crosswords at the counter, someone drinking a beer at 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday and others out for their first cup of coffee. The Bhakti Chai, made in Boulder - is out of this world. Spicy and enough kick to boost your day. So good.
Today, I didn't really get much Algebra planning done for the week. I had an awesome conversation with this guy who is trying to prepare for medical school applications. We swapped travel stories, our passion for running and even a little family background. He had this awesome running log going and I am inspired to try one but not sure if I can be as dedicated to one. Maybe I'll become invested in it once I start to see my progress.
Moral of the story - I am becoming a common thread in the Denver 'hood and loving the life of a coffee shop junkie :)
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