Bachelor Status Update 2

Let me start by saying this: I miss the family very much. I wish they were here. Truly and sincerely.

That being said -- damn amdI enjoying my "alone time." It's been so long since I could do whatever the hell I want (one year to be precise; about the time they left for the same trip East last year) that I've nearly forgotten the things one could do when left to their own devices. My weekend activities consisted of:

Friday:
--post-work swim, followed by a mellow meal at the conter of one of my favorite Italian restaurants followed by chilling at home with Howard (Stern) TV

Saturday:
-- the Marin Metric century (62 miles -- though my odometer said 65). Boy, was this some ride. We went from San Rafael up to Petaluma and back, through some of the most beautiful country roads one could imagine. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to take any pictures except at the finish line, as I needed to reserve all my energy so that I could haul my sorry ass up the five monster climbs. That ride knocked the stuffing out of me -- I think there was in excess of 4,000 feet of climbing -- but I'd do it again tomorrow; it was that much fun. All you cyclists out there: mark this one on your calender for next year.

-- came home, took a nap. A long, deep REM nap.

-- woke up, went to my favorite seafood restaurant, had a tuna ahi japanese bowl, and then walked down to the local theater to see Bourne Ultimatum (sorry Jeff, couldn't wait). It was very entertaining in a brainless, summer movie kind of way.

-- came home, had a glass of wine and off to bed

Sunday:
-- woke up and drove to Novato for a 1.5 hour master's swim. This swim, which is held every Sunday am from 9-10:30 am, is one of my favorite things in the world.

-- came home, ate a burrito, and headed down to Nordstrom for their annual sale (what can I say? I am a guy who likes to shop).

-- came home, took another long, deep REM nap

-- woke up, was bored, went for a five mile run

As soon as I am done with this, I'll taker a few sections of the Sunday New York Time's to my favorite chinese restaurant, and eat about 40 dumplings, because I think I burned about 10,000 calories this weekend, literally.

So, all in all, not a bad weekend, eh?

If I could do this every weekend I'd be:

1. in the sickest shape ever
2. well rested
3. bored out of my freaking skull.

Well, two out of three ain't so bad.