Thursday, November 22, 2007

thanksgiving numbers

6:30 was wake-up call so I could drive Dan to the airport. 8:15 was the meeting time at Sarah's house so she and Nora and Pete and I could all drive up to the race together.

41:07 was my official time for the 5K. That's 49th out of 50 women in my age group, and 307th out of 321 total women, and 664th out of 688 total runners. But gee whiz, who cares about those numbers. I ran and finished and had fun AND improved my personal 5K time by 6 minutes. The more important number here is 8 brothers & sisters cheering each other on at the race.

5 was the number around the table at Thanksgiving dinner. My choir-friends Joni and Kevin and their daughters Sarah and Bridget, and me. I had 2 servings of stuffing. We played 2 rounds of Skip-Bo after dinner and then chilled in the living room listening to Nanci Griffith, whom Joni and Kevin have seen in concert 6 times.

When I left Joni & Kevin's, the snow was falling thickly and I couldn't resist going to Notre Dame to see how beautiful it would be. 25 is the approximate number of snowy-tree photos I took there while my fingers froze numb ... would have been more (and I would have gotten frostbite) but my battery died.

2.5 hours is how long I spent watching a cheesy movie on TV (and resting my race-weary, snow-chilled body). 62 is what I turned the thermostat to before going upstairs with the intention of going to bed. Instead of bed I started my 56th blog post.

11:34 is the time right now, and it's time to go to sleep.

Happy Thanksgiving!


Miss Emily said...

I am so proud of you! Everyone remembers their first numb finger snowy picture taking experience. :) I got your call but didn't konw if you were up when I could call you back. I would love to see you. I am free more during the day though...Dad and Evan and I are doing a LOTR movie marathon each night. Boy I love my family. Let's take pictures too, and then we can sit around and drink warm drinks and I will make them perfect in photoshop. And you can listen to classroom stories.

Pete said...

"Outlined against a blue-gray November sky, Eight Horsemen rode again. In dramatic lore they are known as famine, pestilence, destruction, death, peace, love, joy, and understanding. These are only aliases. Their real names are: Gaffney, Heintzelman, Grondin, Grondin, Payne, Ziegler, Feehly, and Zusi. They formed the crest of the South Bend cyclone before which the streets of another 5K/10K were swept over the precipice at the Niles/Buchanon YMCA grounds yesterday morning as 2,000 spectators peered down upon the bewildering panorama spread out upon the Niles streets below. While most of the Horsemen had already tread the dangerous valleys time and again, one Horseman passed her first test in the call of duty. To some she is known as Payne, to others Peace Nicholas Payne, or Peace-Nick for short. Some simply call her Sheila. But however she is henceforth known, know ye that her praises were sung, and her 5K legacy is hereby forever etched into history. The legend continues ..."
-loosely based on Grantland Rice's article on the Four Horseman.

Lavonne said...

Thanks for writing this.