Okay, so I am posting this from my fancy fangled tablet, and it's all I can do to figure out writing on it, much less posting pictures, so this is probably going to be a pretty boring post. ;) Apologies in advance, hopefully my poetic wordsmithing will bring your imaginations alive and you won't need the pictures!
I have been in Louisiana since Saturday, and it's definitely such a change! I think the thing I forget the most is how slow paced everything is in the South. Everyone is doing their own thing in their own time, and it drives me bananas!! It would probably do me good to learn to slow down a bit, but it's definitely been an adjustment. The other thing that's a change (and this is good) is that the sun is out here all the time! In Oregon we don't see the sun a great deal during this time of year. I am used to the cold, so I get pretty amused that everyone here thinks 50 degrees is arctic level temps. I am typically in shorts and everyone else is shivering, but that's usually the case anyway. I am hoping the race will be on the cool side, but it looks like it's going to be one of the warmer days.
We've definitely been zipping around all over the place and doing things. Today we did something I've always wanted to do, which was visit The Myrtles, which is a haunted antebellum home in St. Francisville. I have heard stories about it for years, and I love ghost stuff even though it scares the shit out of me, so I was pretty excited to see it. The tour was a bit awkward because it was just me and my parents, plus they were fixing some rooms that were damaged by Hurricane Gustav, so we didn't get to see all of the rooms that are normally on the tour. It was still really beautiful and cool though, especially all of the antique furniture. There is a mirror in the entry way that is supposed to be haunted, and sometimes faces will appear in it when you take pictures. Of course nothing happened even though I took a million pictures, and I think my mom was pretty disappointed!! I was totally amused, she was all about the paranormal stuff and wanted to have a ghost experience. I was hovering between disappointed and relieved that we didn't. ;) Apparently staying there is pretty terrifying. I've heard stories from people who were either pretty freaked or just outright left because of all the shenanigans going on in their room. I looked at some pictures and videos on Youtube, and I think I can pass on staying there. Although, we stayed at a haunted hotel in New Orleans a few years ago and had some stuff happen, and emerged relatively untraumatized. ;)
I actually feel like I am fighting another cold off, and I am trying my best to stay healthy until at least Sunday. I did try to do a run yesterday, and I felt like my lungs were going to explode. I am definitely nervous about the half but there's really nothing else I can do at this point except run it. I have been getting quite a bit of walking in here, which feels really good, so I am not worried so much about the distance. I just know that it's going to be slower than I wanted. It stresses me out a little, but what can you do. At the end of the day it will be fun, and that's the whole point right? I mean I'm not trying to be Jessie Owens!