I always go to sleep with the best of intentions for the next morning, although, I almost always wake up with the least of intentions, and mentally beg my alarm to silence. This morning began this way, until I recollected my plans to meet with a potential work-site. I got up, ate and jogged 2 mi. with the infamous 'baby-less' jogger. It was a good morning to be out, nice weather, and the bike path wasn't busy. As I walked to the crosswalk, before the pathstarts, I started to awkwardly leer at the traffic zooming by. I imagine I had nervous written all over my face becauase a fellow runner stopped, and asked if I wanted some help, which I gratefully accepted. I later returned home and started getting ready for my day, when I looked in the miiror and discovered a narrow, though distinct goatee and 'stache' from the glass I had put my smoothie in. Very classy move to go for a run, trying to pay tribute to graucho marx, or whomever had that fashion of facial hair. My job developer, Michelle, who is presently approaching potental worksites to gauge their interest in hiring. We visited hunger free Vermont. Their mission was intriguing,and I loved the work environment. I would be open to trying somethings they had to offer, so, Ill keep my fingers crossed.
Next, in my my day I got drooped off at the Y, to put my swim stuff in a locker, and then, headed back to the streets to meet my vocational rehab. counselor from the state. 0n my way, a woman kind of gawked at me and said hello, and I also said hello, but quiclky moved on. About a minute later, the same woman ran up from behind me and asked if I was Courtney Blasius. I was totally stupefied, though managed to ask why she knew who I was. Her response? The promotional video for crotched mountain, the rehab ctr. I was in. I remember being part of that, but never, did I expect to be stopped and recognized from it. Weird, though awesome. On a similar note, this evening I was cutting through the city mkt. parking lot, and a woman stops her car, and again asks me by full name and says she recognizes me from this blog. Turns out she worked with Sean, way back when and followed the blog. At that point, it was a decidedly small world kind of day.
I then finished up my big day at the Y for a water aerobics class, which I generally feel slow and behind in, though, I'm getting more and more coordinated most times I go. So, there you have it, my big day out.