Considering that I probably never really entered a REM cycle after my 2 a.m. wake-up call, it's probably not that surprising that I was wide awake at 5:30 a.m. and ready to take on 3.1 miles of bay-view running. But I guess considering that it probably IS surprising that I actually survived all 3.1 miles and actually made decent time! With no panting or grunting or arm pit sweat!
At breakfast that morning I ran into Natalie, who had been one of my fellow live-blogging volunteers at BlogHer10, and I joined her table -- she's a San Diego local -- where within 20 minutes I found myself the holder of exactly one (1) cute, chunky baby who was using my lap like a trampoline. It. Was. AWESOME.
The disappointment of the day was that my attempt to sit with single life/dating bloggers during the "birds of a feather" lunch largely flopped. The signage didn't really get up in time and it ended up being just me and one other gal. But there's a silver lining! Turns out? This lady? This lady does marketing for a lube company. YES. Lube. The kind that has nothing to do with being jiffy. Well. Maybe, in a jiffy. IN in a jiffy? Oh, this is going down a dangerous road now.
Anywho.
The lube lady was a great connection to make for The Vagina Monologues, because she offered to send samples for us to give away AND she says she knows just about everyone that ever existed in the sex toy industry. (If you are asking yourself, self? Why doesn't Elizabeth have this job? You need to know that I have already asked myself that. Oh, so many times.)
I went to some sessions and got to hear the Voices of the Year winners speak during the community keynote, scarfed some delicious finger foods and a Karl Strauss beer and then I was completely, 100 percent TOAST. Truthfully I'd been toast since about 3:30 in the afternoon. The lack of sleep and early morning run had caught up with me, and then tackled me, sat on me, passed gas and ran away laughing.
Luckily that night Josh let me sleep in his room and he crashed on the couch, which meant eight glorious, delicious hours of sleep, me totally unawares of the techno dance party going on just on the other side of the door.
cheers,
elizabeth
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