Hey guys, hope you are having a good Labor Day weekend! I have been having a great one so far. I posted on Friday morning and spent the rest of the day having fun with my girl KO. We spent the day at the Saratoga race track, for the last Friday races of the season, ate some delicious ice cream, Mexican food, and saw our long term favorite musician John Mayer in concert.
KO and I have been friends since kindergarten, and despite often 1000s of miles of separation and many changes in our life, we continue to have a great friendship that includes lots of silliness, long talks about everything in the world, and geeking out about John Mayer music.
I know that he isn't everyone's favorite, but JM has long been someone whose music just relates and speaks to me. Maybe it is because I was a sophomore in high school when "No Such Thing" hit the airwaves and the pop-tastic lyrics about running through the halls of your high school and screaming at the top of your lungs spoke to me. Maybe it is because I first went to one of his concerts at that impressionable time when every crush on a guy was like life or death. Maybe it is because he aged as a musician much as I aged through puberty and life changes such as my parents divorce, college, first loves, and figuring out who I am and where I am going in my life. But, for whatever reason, his music has always been able to accurately narrate whatever is going on in my life. His songs have always comforted me or spoken to me and his voice has always been soothing. It's hard to explain how intertwined his music has been with my life without seeming like a doting cheesy fan, but his music really means a lot to me. I have a number of friends who are loving long-term JM fans as well, and KO is one of those. We grew up together using John to explain how we felt when we couldn't find the words.
In fact, one time, during a particularly hard period of life, I wrote KO an email where every single line of the e-mail was a line from a John Mayer song. Weird, but true :)
So, seeing this concert together was probably our 5th or so show, and was just as wonderful as all of those other times. Perhaps even better, because due to an amazing friend, we were able to move up closer than our purchased lawn tickets. Now, you might think, if we're such big fans, why don't we shell out the cash to get seats up front? Well, honestly, that's never been that important to us. We're fans of his music and not necessarily crazy fan girls for John himself. We go to hear our favorite songs sung live, not to necessarily get a good view of him. You can hear the music just as well from the lawn, and often there is more room to dance. BUT, that being said, we were thrilled at the opportunity to move up and sit in Row W for the concert and experience the show up close. These were the best seats I've ever had for a John concert and I am so thankful to my friend for getting us up there!!
The concert was great, the set was beautiful, and it was a great night all around at the show! Saturday morning after running some errands, KO had to leave town but I'm so happy we had another concert to experience in our friendship together.
Later on during the day Saturday I met up with Dani to do our weekend long run together. I had 10 miles planned and was a little nervous about them because I had taken a number of days off this past week due to being sick. I knew it would be helpful to do them together and since Dani is training for a full marathon and had 14 to do, we decided to meet up. We planned to drive together in one car to the location where my friends and I usually meet in the mornings and run from there to her apartment, which is about 10.5 miles. Then we would drive back to get the other car.
It sounded like a good plan to me and the run was going well until we started to hear thunder about 4.5 miles in. "Looks like we might get wet," Dani said to me. And we kept running, figuring if it did rain, it would be a brief shower and sort of welcoming the chance to cool off a bit.
Well at about 5.5 miles in the sky opened up and oh. my. god. did it rain!!! Literally, raindrops the size of buckets started falling and the sky started flashing with lightning and loud cracks of thunder. We didn't really have a choice but to keep going since we were about 5 miles from either of our cars. And we were laughing through most of it, but man, it rained heavy like that for the next 4 miles!!! At first the lightning seemed pretty far off so I wasn't too worried but at one point it felt a little too close for comfort and I got really, really scared and nervous. If Dani weren't there, I probably would have cowered under a tree for a while, but she encouraged me to keep going. We were at a portion of the trail that was literally just in the middle of the woods and there wasn't much we could do but keep going.
Now that I'm writing, it's almost a metaphor for life. When you're caught in a thunderstorm in the middle of the woods, there isn't much to do but keep going until you either get out of the woods or the rain stops!
When the storm died down, with about .5 miles left, we were completely drenched but still smiling and still running. I finished my 10 miles and Dani kept going to finish off her extra miles. By the time she finished and brought me back to my car and I got home to my apartment, I was SO ready for a shower and it was one of the best showers I've had in a long time!
I finished off my Saturday heading out to a friend's for a party at their gorgeous house in the country. They had a number of bands perform and I was totally blown away at the passion and talent and the great show these guys put on. It is not my normal style of music (more metal, hardcore punk) but I am always impressed by passion, which is the "professional fan" in me. Plus, my friend throws one hell of a party and they had a full sound system, stage, drinks, food, smoke machine, fire dancers, and a freaking bounce house!
Despite heading to the party thinking I wouldn't stay long, I ended up sticking around until late in the evening because I was having such a good time. It made me reflect upon the day that I did my 10-mile run while training for the half marathon I did in April. I spent the rest of the day laying on the floor at my mom's house in pain, sore, and feeling sick. This time, I was dancing into the night.
It's neat to see the progress that my body has made and how it has gotten used to the longer runs and built up endurance. I'm really proud of myself and how far I've come. It is definitely something to dance about if you ask me :)