We all know that the weather last week wasn’t up to
my exacting standards. To show my displeasure with Earth I decided to take a last
second trip down to Texas for the weekend, and by last second I mean I had been
planning this trip for months. I went home to run in a Tough Mudder (I’ll give
a full account of that next week) and see my mother for her birthday.
When I landed and walked outside the terminal I was met by a
clear, blue sky; no wind to speak of; and a perfect temperature of 70 degrees.
I immediately texted Coach Rodgers and told him I may not come back. This
feeling was only compounded a few moments later when I ate lunch at the Mellow
Mushroom. I know this sounds like the not-to-coy title of a place selling psychedelics
in the back room – and honestly I think my waitress may have imbibed more than
a few times in her life – but the pizza was delicious. Have you ever had a
roasted red potato pizza? I hadn’t either until I sank my teeth into that
little slice o’heaven.
He's wrong, it's actually when you have roasted red potato pizza |
Once you have pizza like that your day can’t be anything but
good. If you get in a car wreck, your wife leaves with your best friend, and
the bank takes the house? “I’ll worry about that tomorrow, right now this pizza
is just too good to worry about anything else.” And it also had sour cream, caramelized
onions, and some mystery sauce that probably took 3 years off my life. The rest
of that evening was pretty tame, I just had about 5 pieces of cornbread because
I love cornbread… and anything edible apparently.
The next day I went to Brewed in Fort Worth which is a
coffee/brew house which had a great iced cinnamon latte. I was with a coffee connoisseur
this time so there was only a limited amount of awkwardness emanating from me.
That’s not to say I didn’t do anything awkward – I almost knock my seat over
when I sat down – but I kept it to a minimum. Brewed was just the preamble to
the full meal at Cheesecake Factory. My whole family was there to celebrate my
mom’s birthday. I went all out and split a salad. Yes I know what you’re thinking
but I didn’t want to eat poorly before my race the next day. Of course, I
immediately destroyed any good I had done by ordering a cheesecake. I couldn’t
help myself! It had caramel, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, and Butterfinger!
This may be worse for you than drinking and driving |
Afterward came the real exciting part: I spent 2 ½ hours at
REI buying things for my trip to Big Bend. Do you know how easily you can spend
all your money in that place? Let me give you a hint: very easy. I’m not quite sure how much I spent
because I didn’t check the prices on anything. I figured it was better this way, so I wouldn’t back out due to some little complaint from my conscience like “if
you spend that much you won’t have any money for food.” You know, something
trivial like that. The rest of my trip was centered around the Tough Mudder
which I took part in on Sunday. I’ll detail that next week, but my writing this
post is a good indication that I survived. No promises though.
I'll take one of everything |
Before coming back to Iowa on Monday I went to another
hipster coffee shop in south Dallas called Oddfellows and then since I wasn’t
feeling jittery enough I went to Coffee House Café in north Dallas. Yeah I may
be developing a problem, but my iced vanilla latte was delicious. Despite all
this I still managed to sleep the whole plane ride back. I was a bit tired from
sleep deprivation over the past 3 days. Tune in next week as in chronicle my journey
through a 12 mile obstacle course and cause everyone to believe I’m a
masochist.