Saturday, October 6, 2007

How Many Miles...?

This morning I got up at the ungodly (for a Saturday) hour of 6:30am to head down to Brooklyn Heights and cheer on my friend K, who was walking in the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. This dog was one of my compatriots in the early morning gloom, and was much fawned over by cheerers and walkers alike. He was remarkably sedate considering all the noise and activity.

I met A outside the subway station around 8:20, as the walkers were supposed to be passing the cheering station between 9am and 11am. For those of you non-New Yorkers, it was a pretty grey and foggy morning here. So much so that the Brooklyn Bridge (not to mention Manhattan) had completely disappeared!

It was so strange standing on the pier and looking at the churning river, knowing that technically Manhattan was on the other side, but all you could see was a wall of grey. Sort of like standing on the edge of the world.

The bridge (and the city) reappeared shortly thereafter, but it was eerie.

K didn't pass the cheering station until close to 10pm, so A and I were there for a little over an hour cheering on all the walkers who passed before her. Some marched solidly on, some clapped and cheered back, and some said "thank you"--to which my response could only be a smile or a "No, thank you."

It's such an excellent cause, and K raised over $2500 for breast cancer research. The least I could do was haul my ass out of bed before dawn to get down there and cheer for her and all the others who are walking something like 46 miles. I must say it gave me a warm fuzzy feeling.

But did not stop me from coming home and taking a 2 1/2 hour nap after A and I grabbed breakfast at a coffee shop by my house.

Other than that, not much excitement today. I did a ton of cleaning, so my livingroom is almost complete. There's still a few things out of place and when I went to motivate myself with the "Across the Universe" soundtrack I discovered that my 15 year old CD player seems to have finally bitten the dust. Damnit. Maybe I'll pop into Best Buy after class tomorrow.

Yes, Class. On a Sunday. You totally wish you were me, don't you?

Also, a $5 IKEA trash can has mysteriously gone missing from my apartment. Who the fuck steals a trash can?

Exciting life I lead, no? I know, I know, you can hardly keep up.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go check on my sweet potato fries.

1 comment:

Princess Pointful said...

Damn! Girl is a superstar!