We went to the City Museum last night, which is the coolest museum in the known universe, and the only redeeming thing in St Louis. It’s incredibly beautiful and fun, but utterly exhausting, with the running and the climbing and the crawling and the sliding and the slithering thru tight spaces. And the tubes of swaying mesh five stories above the concrete that somehow hold your weight… And my knees are destroyed.
And I got home at midnight, went to bed, eventually went to sleep, and got up at 5:30am. On a Saturday. And drove 45 minutes. For a 5k. Which I ran in shorts. In 35°F weather. With wind. (And my stupid chip didn’t work.)
I’m cold, and I hurt everywhere, and I’m going back to bed. And when I wake up, I think I’m going to look into this “masochism” thing.
(All photos are owned and copyright by the City Museum, but I am going to take my camera next time!)
Ok, I know you’re watching Heroes. Did you just see that Yahoo commercial? I am not exaggerating, I have tears falling off my chin from laughing so hard.
That is the wrongest thing I’ve ever seen.