Leaving Toronto

I'm exhausted! We've been in Sydney less than 24 hours, but it's been a lot of fun so far. Here's what you missed:

Leaving Toronto was hard and sad.

Our roommate, Angela, got me the best chocolate fudge cake. I packed a box to bring onto the airplane in case vegetarian food sucked (which, btw, it didn't. IT WAS AWESOMESAUCE).

Then, we packed up our stuff into the cars, including the humans (but not the dogs).

At the airport, we met a few of my favorite people.

The one taking the picture, middle left, brought me a box of cupcakes from my favorite cupcake place in the city (and probably the best one, too).

This dude also showed up. He's been a good friend since junior high school, so it was awesome to see him and share this #Asianstakingpicturesoffood moment with him.

After a little mix-up with the visa and a 30-45 min wait (my double names, English and Chinese, always messes things up), we boarded the plane.

I popped Gravol and fell asleep, leaving Steven alone with his 3 movies, 2 tv shows or whatever it is he did during that time...

Running - week four

July 15 to July 21
Miles last week: 5.29
Miles this week: 10.25

Sunday
          It rained. A. Lot.

          Not that rain should stop me from running. But digging out my gutter with bare hands and shoveling water out of my garage sure did. That's what friends are for, eh?

Monday
          1.91 cool, wet miles in the morning.

Tuesday
          The swimming pool is CLOSED!? What am I going to do about my back, my ribs, my condition, man?! HOW AM I EVER GOING TO GET BETTER IF YOU CAN'T GET YOUR POOL TO WOOORRRKKKK?!?!?!?

          1.94 disappointed-about-the-pool miles in soupy, muggy heat.

Wednesday
          850 meters in the pool. 1.17 miles on the pavement.

Thursday
          Moon day today, and it certainly felt like it! All I wanted to do was cuddle my dog and eat chocolate cookies.

          So I did.

Friday
          800 meters in the pool. 1.58 miles on the pavement, galloping with my little canine friend.

          We ran the poop out of her. We ran the pee out of her. And then we ran the gallop out of her too. She's a puddle of hot dog now. :)

Saturday
          1.35 miles with Steven at Steven-pace.

          We ran the sleepy out of me. We ran the "good morning!" out of him. And then we ran the Steven-pace out of Steven. :)

Saturday afternoon
          I felt so good after the run with Steven in the morning, that I did 2.3 with the dog in the afternoon. Breaks for water and belly rubs.