hot hot heat

In the last few days, I demonstrated brilliance on a number of levels. If there is a special ed. version of grad. school, I think that my behavior in the last few days at least comes close to warranting placement. Last night, after my class (with a pretty good presentation, but that was before the storms came and I got stupid), I took Marta. I don't usually take Marta after my Mon./Wed. class because it is so late (and Marta is so scary). Felicia's boyfriend has been coming to pick us up. Her class got out early last night, so I told her not to worry about me. So... I'm taking Marta. By myself. At 10:45. Very scary. And then, because I have no sense of direction and when I'm tired and scared can't think straight, went the wrong way on Marta. VERY VERY BAD. I realized the error of my ways after 2 stops, but then had to stand - BY MYSELF - on the platform in Vine City for 25 minutes. My startle response was demonstrably hyperactive, but I was so tired that my eyes hurt. Even worse, the next train to come eastbound opened its doors and I got on, only to have all of the lights go out. When I was already terrified, being on a marta train with the lights out really didn't help matters at all. I survived, and will not ever take marta by myself ever ever again. At least not at night like that.

So today, I enjoyed sleeping in. Because I was so tired after that ordeal. And then, when I woke up, I decided that I would wait and run in the later afternoon/evening. When it was 85 out. Great. I ran 4 - very very hot - miles from my house around Piedmont Park and back. Much sweat. But then I hopped in the pool for about 25 minutes and swam some laps. It felt great!