This past week, the week in which I celebrated my 27th
birthday, was a wonderfully fun time that, as unfairly and inevitably happens,
went by far too quick. I feel blessed to
have so many supportive people in my life, so grateful to be liberated from the
downward spiral of depression and overeating.
It’s been so long since I’ve really had fun that I’d forgotten, it’s fun to have fun! Here are some of the highlights of my fun
birthday week:
*On Saturday Laurie took me on a run in the neighborhood
across from the Club. I hadn’t run for about
decade, but Laurie thought that I was ready.
So with a goal of a 13 minute mile and having readied our GPS running
apps, I set the pace of our jog.
Adrenaline and nervy energy made the first half mile seem quick and easy;
the remainder of the mile was completed by will and by Laurie’s the encouragement
and instruction.
I had to slow into a walk a few times, but I jogged much
longer than I walked, and, with a quarter mile to go, I thought that I might be
able to match [be truthful, Mark!...beat]
my all-time best of 11:11. But late in
the effort I had to re-tie my right shoelace and, like California Chrome at
Belmont, I just didn’t have the oomph in
the final stretch. I finished my mile in
11:51, under my goal and a faster pace than my best 5K!
*Laurie went on a well deserved vacation, so there was no
group class Tuesday evening, and I was able to go to Trivia Night at the
Village Tavern in Montgomery. It is a weekly
tradition for my brother and, as all our family holidays includes a compulsory game
of Trivial Pursuit mano-a-mano, he
felt that I’d be an asset to his team. I
am in it to win it with what I’ve been eating, so I forced myself to abstain
from the diet devastating deliciousness that is bar food (Draft Guinness,
boneless wings, and fried macaroni’n’ cheese—it’s torture even thinking about
the goodness!).
With a reputation to uphold and a game to win, I used all my
collected minutiae, learned from all the time spent reading and clicking the interconnectedly
hyperlinked articles on Wikipedia, to bring my team to second place at half
time and tied for first going into the final bonus question. After booting the bonus, in which we had to
determine a series of four cities based on a group of their suburbs—eeh…—we finished third, and I earned an
invitation to team up with them anytime.
*Wednesday had a distinctly Japanese theme, as mi Mama took
me to see the movie Godzilla. It was so
full of action-packed awesomeness that it gave me a headache! Afterwards, it was only appropriate to honor
the destroyer of Tokyo by eating sushi at an authentic Japanese
restaurant. Kyoto is a proper sushi
shop, complete with a bar, miso soup, and nary a Western utensil. I learned how to use chopsticks pretty quick,
when the ability separated me from enjoying my food.
*Thursday was the big day, my birthday and, of all the things
we could have done, we went to a comic book store. My family loves the Big Bang Theory and, with
nearly every episode including a scene in Stuart’s comic book store, my dad had
wanted to go to one in real life. I had
wanted to tack it on to Wednesday’s itinerary, but my mom declared that this would
make it too geeky for a mother to bear.
So father and son made the trek to the city’s undisputed comic book king,
Up, Up and Away!, in Cheviot, on Cincinnati’s west side. We nerded out for two hours, feeling our way through
this new world. I picked out a handful
of current series and twenty $1 bargain issues, of all different kinds of
stories, in order to only begin to take in the whole panoply of graphic
storytelling.
For my birthday dinner, we ate at my favorite restaurant, a
Mexican joint, with my family. I had arroz
con pollo, which is a tasty amalgamation of chicken, rice, sautéed mushrooms
and onions, and ooey-gooey queso—Mmm! My
sister wanted to split a virgin strawberry daiquiri, and when it came out so
too did the birthday sombrero. My dream
dinner having been thoroughly enjoyed, the house brought out a birthday sundae
and reaffixed the birthday sombrero atop my head; then the whole restaurant
sung Happy Birthday to me. On any other
day I might have been embarrassed, but this day was my birthday and nothing
could take away from it.
It has been a great start to my 27th year—the
first year of a truly health Mark—hopefully the beginning of big things. The week was a nice respite from what might
possibly become drudgery, but I look forward to ever challenging myself and staying
focused by doing so. Here’s to a great
year!
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