Come on out. Oh, the weather outside is weather...
And the weather this week, has been really rather nice, and with the clocks going forwards an hour it has made for really gorgeous evenings. I have managed to get out nearly every day this week for a run (or if I told you I was no longer running- a pleasant stroll) along the river. Not sure I have managed anything particularly ground breaking in the speed stakes, but I have broken in my new running shoes (not currently a big fan of Reebok shoes- I’m giving them one more week before I trade them in for ever faithful Ascis, which have always been good in the past- I knew there was I reason I was brand loyal), and had a really good time. The enjoyment factor has been high. I have even managed to snap a few photos of The Fenway and The Back Bay area, although as I was running (or strolling) I’m not sure they count of much, other than a blur.
I have really enjoyed people watching too. It feels very neighborhood like to be able to head out of an evening, and just at the end of the road is Cobe Park, which has a softball pitch, a few basketball courts and a running track. It does make for great people watching seeing all these things being used by so many different people.
I have to say that this weekend has been very much a mish mash of events. It started on Thursday when a long and complex chain of events involving my car was sorted out with the minimum of hassle and only a 55 minute wait at the RMV. Having previously spoken to three different people about an issue with the paper work (incidentally- US customs and border patrol DO NOT make mistakes) a very nice lady at the RMV who was about 5 minutes away from taking a break, decided to totally ignore all the notes on the file and proceed to re-title and re-plate my vehicle without so much as a second glance at the offending documents. You gotta love break time. This led to my second car related encounter of the weekend and the dreaded state inspection. After paying the extortionate fee of $10.00 to have my plates put on- mental note to self, buy a screw driver, and pressing a few buttons to prove the lights work I now have a sticker in my windshield and I’m good to go til March 2011. Who needs emissions tests and pesky things like breaks? But all this did mean I got to enjoy a lovely two hours in the sun outside Starbucks, catching up with friends and enjoying the beautiful freeway view! This on top of the fantastic company for Friday night dinner made for a very relaxing start to the weekend.
Making the most of the weekend has been a bit of a theme and what was supposed to be a deliciously anti-social lazy time did in fact turn into an outdoor meet and great. While I managed to pass the rest of Saturday in walking, exploring and only occasionally picking up random strangers (and I’m usually so good at my “don’t even think about talking to me” stares) Sunday was planned activities. Having expanded my boundaries a littleby walking on Saturday I went for a run on Sunday a bit further along the Riverway and round the Back Bay than usual. I’m very proud of myself for not getting lost- so much so that I may treat myself to a present later this week. I did then follow this with by joining the school D of E group on a hike. Needless to say I would have been totally lost had I ventured to the Blue Hills on my own- so way to go Spencer.
Fun fact of the week- the Blue Hills reach a height of 632ft and are so named for the bluish hue the first European settlers noticed as the sailed along the coast line. The Native Americans who were already living in the hills called themselves The Massachusett – or people of the great hills, (I knew there was a reason I read sign boards) so guessing that gives a clue to the state name then, still not going to help me spell it J I was also impressed by the wildlife, I’ve seen a real life woodpecker, heard said woodpecker make an extremely loud noise, and seen a small snake, although what I failed to realize until later, when I had finished laughing at said snake, was that there are copperheads in those hills! I just hope I live until next week.
And the weather this week, has been really rather nice, and with the clocks going forwards an hour it has made for really gorgeous evenings. I have managed to get out nearly every day this week for a run (or if I told you I was no longer running- a pleasant stroll) along the river. Not sure I have managed anything particularly ground breaking in the speed stakes, but I have broken in my new running shoes (not currently a big fan of Reebok shoes- I’m giving them one more week before I trade them in for ever faithful Ascis, which have always been good in the past- I knew there was I reason I was brand loyal), and had a really good time. The enjoyment factor has been high. I have even managed to snap a few photos of The Fenway and The Back Bay area, although as I was running (or strolling) I’m not sure they count of much, other than a blur.
I have really enjoyed people watching too. It feels very neighborhood like to be able to head out of an evening, and just at the end of the road is Cobe Park, which has a softball pitch, a few basketball courts and a running track. It does make for great people watching seeing all these things being used by so many different people.
I have to say that this weekend has been very much a mish mash of events. It started on Thursday when a long and complex chain of events involving my car was sorted out with the minimum of hassle and only a 55 minute wait at the RMV. Having previously spoken to three different people about an issue with the paper work (incidentally- US customs and border patrol DO NOT make mistakes) a very nice lady at the RMV who was about 5 minutes away from taking a break, decided to totally ignore all the notes on the file and proceed to re-title and re-plate my vehicle without so much as a second glance at the offending documents. You gotta love break time. This led to my second car related encounter of the weekend and the dreaded state inspection. After paying the extortionate fee of $10.00 to have my plates put on- mental note to self, buy a screw driver, and pressing a few buttons to prove the lights work I now have a sticker in my windshield and I’m good to go til March 2011. Who needs emissions tests and pesky things like breaks? But all this did mean I got to enjoy a lovely two hours in the sun outside Starbucks, catching up with friends and enjoying the beautiful freeway view! This on top of the fantastic company for Friday night dinner made for a very relaxing start to the weekend.
Making the most of the weekend has been a bit of a theme and what was supposed to be a deliciously anti-social lazy time did in fact turn into an outdoor meet and great. While I managed to pass the rest of Saturday in walking, exploring and only occasionally picking up random strangers (and I’m usually so good at my “don’t even think about talking to me” stares) Sunday was planned activities. Having expanded my boundaries a littleby walking on Saturday I went for a run on Sunday a bit further along the Riverway and round the Back Bay than usual. I’m very proud of myself for not getting lost- so much so that I may treat myself to a present later this week. I did then follow this with by joining the school D of E group on a hike. Needless to say I would have been totally lost had I ventured to the Blue Hills on my own- so way to go Spencer.
Fun fact of the week- the Blue Hills reach a height of 632ft and are so named for the bluish hue the first European settlers noticed as the sailed along the coast line. The Native Americans who were already living in the hills called themselves The Massachusett – or people of the great hills, (I knew there was a reason I read sign boards) so guessing that gives a clue to the state name then, still not going to help me spell it J I was also impressed by the wildlife, I’ve seen a real life woodpecker, heard said woodpecker make an extremely loud noise, and seen a small snake, although what I failed to realize until later, when I had finished laughing at said snake, was that there are copperheads in those hills! I just hope I live until next week.
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