Happy sunday superheroes! I hope that everybody had splendid weekends. It was a scorcher up here in Seattle, the mercury climbed to the high eighties and mid nineties both days! I chose to take full advantage of the heavenly heat by getting outside as much as humanly possible, and by wearing the smallest amount of clothes that I could reasonably get away with in public.
I started my weekend off on the right foot…and also the left foot…and then the right foot again. I got up and grabbed seven glorious miles. I’m very pleased to report that Achilles was a true valiant warrior: my tweaky tendon had no complaints!
After my morning miles I hit up a yoga class. I got my asana on, then met up with some fellow microbiologists for an afternoon of deep scientific inquiry into fluid dynamics, buoyancy, fermentation, and photosynthesis.
Before I arrived at UW, one of the senior, and extremely talented graduate students, in our department invented a sport called “ca-booze-ing.” It’s extremely difficult to master, so I will break it down into it’s component parts:
1) Step one: rent canoes.
2) Step two: Paddle canoes around Lake Washington, while enjoying a dry riesling.
3) Step three: there is no step three.
We had a great time paddling around the arboretum, enjoying the sunshine. Seattle may only get 60 sunny days per year, but those 60 sunny days are pretty spectacular
The absolute highlight of our nautical excursion (and possibly my mid-twenties) was getting up close and personal with a family of ducks.
I got EXTREMELY up-close-and-personal with the momma duck.
We’re 24 hours out, and so far I’m not showing any symptoms of H5N1 bird flu. Here’s hoping that Louis Pasteur, the father of microbiology, is looking out for me. Coming down with a highly transmissible and often fatal disease would be socially awkward and really throw a monkey wrench into my fall training schedule.
I think that starting a global pandemic is likely grounds for dismissal from a PhD program. Although, judging from the recent reports about misplaced smallpox virus, carelessly handled live anthrax, and accidents with H5N1 at the CDC, starting a global pandemic may NOT be grounds for dismissal from government research.
I greeted Sunday morning with some sun salutations. The sun greeted me on my way to yoga with a marvelous sunrise.
After a soothing savasana I changed out of my yoga-spandex and into my biking spandex. My housemate, Alli; Sheldon, a post-doc in my lab; and I put pedals to pavement and rode west on the Burke-Gilman trail.
It was a lovely bike ride. I was nervous heading out the door that the heat and humidity would leave us dehydrated and defeated. Luckily there was a cool breeze off of Lake Washington, and we managed our hydration like professionals.
We rode to the 192 Brewery Taphouse, in Kenmore. It’s a great little spot to kick your feet up and enjoy a hard-earned refreshing beverage in an outdoor beer garden. The entire bike ride ended up being around two dozen miles, round trip. The Burke-Gilman trail is scenic, and flat as a pancake; pedaling on the trail is a dream. It was fun to bike with Alli and Sheldon, although I seriously need to start incorporating some speed workouts in my cycling if I ever hope to progress as a triathlete. Sheldon and I busted out a sprint on a straightaway section. I should rephrase that: Sheldon sprinted, Sam got left in the dust. Nevertheless a good time was had by all.
Overall it was a wonderful weekend. The entire population of Seattle loses its collective shit when the weather turns nice for good reason: summer in this city is absolutely GLORIOUS. (I love The Oatmeal’s take on the “four…but actually two…seasons” of Seattle weather). I gave myself gotten a serious dose of sunlight to combat a creeping case of Outdoor Deficiency Disorder. I’m feeling pumped and ready to take on whatever the week throws at me.
How was YOUR weekend? What did you get up to?
Was it hot where you are?
What’s the weirdest encounter you have ever had with a bird?