Leaving on a Jet Plane

I am on my way to San Antonio, Texas by way of a change of planes in Dallas. I’ve been to San Antonio once before. I had no interest in seeing it then and I have no interest in seeing it now. I did feel as though on my first trip, I should have visited The Alamo. I didn’t, so perhaps this is god’s way of giving me a second chance to see a major historic sight. Hopefully it is not to far from my hotel and I can take an easy run to it.

Just a few minutes ago, I went through the metal detectors to get to the gate. I had to practically strip down to my underwear (thank goodness I didn’t as I am not wearing any) to pass through it. After I got through the metal detector I went to collect my belongings from the x-ray machine. I had just finished putting my laptop in my bag when I noticed someone else doing the same thing. I noticed that this other person's laptop had the “standby” light blinking and thought could that be mine as I always keep my laptop on standby. I quickly asked the guy if that was his laptop and we realized that we had each others. Had I not noticed, he would have left with mine and I would have left with his. What a disaster that would have been. I guess I am blessed with a heightened sense of perception.

Thankfully, I have minimally soreness from yesterday’s Brooklyn Half. It would have been very uncomfortable to sit for the next 5 hours traveling, if my legs were stiff and sore. Even my toenail that started to bleed during yesterday’s race isn’t bothering me. I forgot to mention that in yesterday’s entry. During the race, it felt like I had made a hole in the sock of my left foot around my middle toe. The feeling of my toes sticking to the sole of my shoe was very annoying. When I got home I realized that the nail had cut into the flesh causing it to bleed. I must remember to make sure my toenails are short before I do another long run.