It's never too late for a weekend recap!

Ah, another late night and another late post. Sorry. Majorly sorry. I literally JUST walked through the front door after watching Clayton's first softball game of the fall season ... Okay, not literally. I actually took a brief detour in a hot shower because my teeth were chattering so bad from sitting on the bleachers. When did it suddenly become fall? My gosh, wearing an Atlanta Braves t-shirt with nothing but yoga shorts and flip flops was not my wisest decision.

Anyway, how have you all been? I haven't talked to you guys in ages, and my blog and I kind of feel like strangers. Only 4 days have passed since my last legitimate post, but I guess I've been so busy and so much has changed, those few days feel like an eternity.

So, I started my new job as a big, bad human resources assistant today and I only have this to report: It's lovely. Positively lovely. It's a very small, yet respected office within the college and working with mostly men is a welcome breath of fresh air. My new boss is both eager and passionate about the HR department's potential. He's very much a "bigger picture" kind of of person (as am I), and he ignited a spark in me when he said he wants me to find my niche within human resources and will do his best best to nurture and develop that passion. When he shared his desire to one day create an employee fitness incentive, my eyes lit up. "Is that something you'd be interested in?" he asked, amused by my reaction.

You bet your sweet a$$, it is!

Okay, I didn't say that, exactly. But I nodded enthusiastically.

So yes, high hopes this girl has. <--- That's Yoda-speak for "YAY!"

I have a lot to learn, and I can't wait!

Due to a hectic last few weeks, my weekend recap format has all but been completely obliterated. I hope to pick up the old layout for next week's recap, but the following watered-down, condensed version will have to do for now!

Friday night was pretty uneventful. I finished my last day as a literary publicist, and then went home to spend some quality time with my couch and season 4 of True Blood (We're only 7 episodes in, but I think this season already holds the record for most naked boobies). After making Clay spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, I only left the living room to refill my champagne glass.  We crashed right around midnight, and as boring as it sounds, it's my idea of a perfect Friday night.

Saturday morning I snuck in a little "me" time outside in the sun while I simultaneously read a book and polished off the remainder of the previous night's champagne. Since it was only 11:00 a.m., I made mimosas (minus the orange juice) and laid outside like a log until my legs had reached a shade dark enough to please me. I then roused myself in order to shower and run errands with Clayton in preparation for our dinner party with Mitch and Molly.

Mitch, Molly and their puppy, Gerry, graced us with their presence later that night and we made barbecue chicken on the grill while our pups played in the yard. I relied on Pinterest for some culinary inspiration and presented my hubby and siblings-in-law with a garbanzo bean summer salad to accompany the BBQ chicken and frozen chocolate mousse pie for dessert.

Garbanzo bean summer salad has all the makings of a perfect food: I absolutely adore the flavor of cilantro and the variety of beans and peppers is amazing. The simple recipe calls for garbanzo beans (chick peas), black beans, green and red peppers, and onions chopped and bathed in a dressing of olive oil, cilantro, lime juice and garlic. I finally had an excuse to buy a giant jar of of dried cilantro, and I ate the leftover salad in one sitting on Sunday morning.

The chocolate mousse pie was fabulous ... while I was making it. The pie filling was nothing but whipped half-and-half and sugar combined with a mixture of chocolate chips, chocolate creme liquor, and vanilla. After a few laps around Mixie's stainless steel bowl, the half-and-half and sugar fluffed perfectly. I was almost delirious with foodie lust while I greedily licked the beater. However, after adding the chocolate mixture, the batter quickly went from soft pillows of mousse to runny chocolate soup. I busied myself with clearing dishes and accidentally let the mixer run too long. The pie still turned out yummy (the second pie lasted a grand total of 2 days in our house), but it's runny consistency made it take an entire 24 hours to harden in the freezer.  The pie I presented to my family wasn't quite as, um, firm as I had hoped. Next time I will pay closer attention to Mixie and stop when the batter is still in its airy, cloud-like form.

I haven't been running quite as many miles this month because the ever-approaching spring triathlon is calling for me to spend more quality time with my bike. I ran an easy 4 miles on Saturday in order to preserve my strength for biking the actual Go Girl Triathlon course on Sunday.

Clay and I drove to Eagle Creek Park on Sunday afternoon with our bikes stowed safely in the back of my in-law's borrowed SUV. It was a beautiful day for riding and I was so incredibly proud of Clayton for making it 9 miles before he tuckered out. It's a HILLY course and my thighs were burning within 5 minutes of beginning our ride. I made it the entire 10 miles without stopping (after running 3 miles earlier that morning to make a poor man's brick work out) and feel pretty confident the biking portion of the tri will be more than doable.

The swimming, however, is a completely different story.

When we arrived at Eagle Creek, we noticed a sign at the park office that said the beach was closed for the season. I inquired a staff member about the closing, wondering why it was shut down and if it was going to affect the race. Turns out, Indiana's drought has caused higher than normal levels of blue green algae in its bodies of water and the beach was shut down because the water was making people sick. This threw up a major red flag for me: So does this mean the race was cancelled?

When we got home from our bike ride, I got immediately took to the internet and looked up information about the race. Sure enough, the Go Girl Triathlon's race director had posted an official statement a few weeks earlier about the water's condition. As it stands, the water is not fit for public use, but the triathlon will continue as normal.

Does that make sense to anyone?

The water is dangerous for the public, but it's somehow going to magically be okay for the triathletes?

The race director acknowledged that the blue green algae posed a threat, but he assured participants that being sprayed off with a hose after the swimming portion would make everything A-OK.

Short of a hot shower with soapy water, there is nothing you can do to prevent yourself from getting sick after being exposed to blue green algae. And I'm sorry, but have you ever seen me swim? There's a snowball's chance in hell that I won't make it through a 500 meter swim without swallowing at least a gallon of water. Spraying me off with a hose is going to do very little in the way of preventing me from getting a respiratory infection, rash, or diarrhea.

I'll remain a land animal, thank you.

So as of now, I will not be participating in the sprint triathlon. I will, however, be participating in the Go Girl Duathlon. While the other women, who are far braver than I, line up at the water's edge to risk intestinal distress and swim at the beginning of the race, I will be standing at a different starting line and preparing to run. Instead of competing in the race as a swim, bike, run, I will be doing the race as run, bike, run. I will be running 2 miles, biking 10 miles, and running 3 miles.

I'm really disappointed that I won't be swimming in the race, but I'm not willing to risk illness. I have enough bathroom problems as it is without throwing weird algae into the mix. The duathlon is going to be a huge chllange in and of itself, and I'm focusing all of my time and energy on that.

What are you looking forward to this week?