Other than that there's been training. Squeezing it in around the 24 credits I'm taking this semester...but I only have class on Wednesday and Thursday (five day weekends!!!!-that I have yet to not study through), and lots of online classes (way more work than a traditional class), and four different one week long classes (one down, three to go), and....I'm taking way too many classes this semester. So I took an early semester break and went to the Big Island for three days. And trained. But there are no pictures. It all looks the same anyway :-) See, nothing new and/or exciting to blog about. Except maybe the date with the hot Aussie I met on the road between Kawaiihae and Waimea. But that's for another blog. I came home just in time for the Superbowl party. That came with complementary massages. This massage chair is awesome (for $4950 it better be!). I can't think of one thing my massage therapist does that it didn't do. Except accidentally tickle me. Oh wait, it did that too.
Nothing exciting to blog about. Until today. It's Laura's birthday and I invited her to swim to the Mokes with a couple of my regular swim partners. And tweeted "You should swim in your birthday suit. I'm a girl, the turtles won't care, and Eric is a doctor so he's seen it all before". Then I goaded her some more. And finally 1/3 of the way to the Mokes she stripped down to her birthday suit. I stuffed her swimsuit down the top of mine and we started swimming again. I immediately stopped and said "you have to get on the other side of me. Every time I breathe I see your boobies." She stopped about 100 yards from shore and put her suit back on. But she was hooked and wanted to swim back naked. I agreed I'd go. And the guy who was with us said "I swam in college, if I can figure out what to do with my car key I'll do it". Uhm. He was was swimming with two gals. Of course he'll get naked if if means we will too But I remembered my college roommate telling me of the naked swim practices they had. So I felt sort of like a real swimmer.
Pretty soon three of us were standing on the Mokes trying to figure out what to do with our swimsuits as we swam back to shore-they were too big for under our swim caps. I finally wrapped my bottoms around my left wrist, my top around my right wrist and watched two naked white butts go running into the ocean. And I followed. We swam back to shore naked. Laughing most of the way. We decided it would be a birthday tradition. Next swim is March 23. 7AM. Or maybe it will be a full moon tradition. What's 28 days from now?
This was before it got really bad
(Un)fortunately there are no pictures of the swim. But since I believe in blogging with pictures, here's a picture of my athlete's
Next stop was the Shack. I love that place.
I had the weather gods on my side all morning. The Mokes swim was during the only 90 minutes where it wasn't pouring in Lanikai and the sun was out for the entire horseback ride and lunch. But then it started to pour. Perfect sleeping weather. I finally got a nap-the prednisone induced hyperactivity was wearing off-fast. And then a ride. Where it poured. Then the sun came out. Then my derailleur broke. So I took my impromptu single speed (really a double speed, but who's gonna ride in the HARDEST gear over Diamond Head) home. And went to taco Tuesday for one margarita. But had four beers. There are no pictures of that. Tomorrow it's back to the grind of finishing one masters while starting another. So you might not hear from me until spring break.