Friday Favorites

Since clearly one of my favorite things to do (sleep) isn't happening, I've decided it still counts as Friday if Saturday's sun hasn't come up yet. 

Thus my latest attempt at Friday Favorites. 

Half Marathons 

I haven't run a spring half since the Nike Women's Half Marathon in DC two years ago and realllllly need some motivation to run. But my April is a disaster and clearly I'm not in shape to do anything in March. Which leaves me with May. 

Strangely, I've never done a half marathon in Colorado (ok not really ... I run at sea level on purpose, dammit). So I'm thinking of the Colfax Half in Denver on May 15. 

If nothing else, the course loops through the Denver Zoo... How miserable could 13.1 miles possibly be if there's giraffes involved? 

Pools 

Let's talk about what I didn't do this week ... Lay by a pool. 

We did Media Summit this week in La and it was amazing and fabulous and everything else.

But I was at the Beverly Hilton for six days and didn't get to lay by the pool once. 

Why? Because I was #SoBusy? That too I suppose, but no ... I could have rearranged flights. Indeed, it's because it was 60 degrees in LA for the entire week. 

I went to a reception by the pool. I had dinner with one of my athletes by the pool. I ate s'mores by myself next to the pool when everyone had left ... But get in the pool I did not. I even bought a new swimsuit. And nope. 

So I'm obsessed both with the pool I didn't swim in and trying to get in a weekend trip to someplace where I can find sun and sparkly chlorinated water. 

Don't get me wrong ... I'd love a beach. But it's an Olympic year. That shall wait. 

In case anyone is interested in the pool I DIDN'T swim in, here it is ... All pretty and decked out for the opening night reception ... 

The Team USA Bear 

The USOC announced that they are rolling out a special edition bear in January and they held a naming contest for the fool thing to come up with Spirit. 

Other than the part where every time I hear it my head goes "We've got spirit, yes we do ... We've got spirit, how bout you?" ... It's a lovely name. 

The catch is that the damn bear is $90.

Yeah, you read that right. NINETY. 

It makes me cringe to read it. It makes me cringe to type it ... And yet that's less than a whole world of purses, so there's that. 

I have to say, though, having seen the bear firsthand this week, he's kind of amazing in person. 15" tall with a little Team USA outfit and shoes. I almost stole it about 10 times. 

Let's be honest ... I'm truly surprised nobody did steal it. 

Is it bad to be in your 30s and deciding your birthday gift to yourself is quite possibly going to be a stuffed animal? 

I mean, at least it's not a tattoo. Or a diamond. Right?