I had an interval run today and after my crummy one last week, I was nervous about it. I had also decided (these past few days of not having a bunch to do have given me too much time to think) that I wanted to start increasing my run-to-rest ratio. My first thought was to simply increase my running time, but that made me too nervous so I decided to decrease my rest time. Instead of doing 3 min slow followed by 3 minutes fast, I did 2 minutes slow and then 3 minutes fast. I did that for the entire 30 minutes today and went 2.67 miles.
I got back and got ready and we headed out. We got to DHH at around 9 and were the first, and only, ones in the research room. Today I worked on a lot of the documents that had been declassified for us the previous day. It was pretty cool to know I was the first person, without a security clearance, to look at those pages. Today was also filled with a lot of documents marked "Top Secret" or "Cosmic - Top Secret". I had been taking lots of pictures of things marked, "Secret" or "Classified" and had secretly been longing to photograph some "Top Secret" stuff. It made me happier than I cared to admit to see all the "Top Secret" labels.
Recently declassified, like yesterday! |
Top Secret Stuff! (or at least it used to be) |
We went back to the hotel and I took a nap while my husband headed over to LAC. Part of me didn't want to be there if we found out that, yet again, there was nothing for us. When I woke up I had a text message from my husband telling me that we had 10 boxes of stuff to go through! I got ready and headed over. My husband had worked hard while I was napping, going through boxes and labeling things for me to photograph. We got 4 more boxes right before they closed and then we were one our own to get through everything. We finished up at around 7, which was sooner than I expected, and went to get dinner.
While we were eating my husband was looking things up on the tablet and asked me what I thought about heading to Toronto that night. I thought it was a little crazy, but I knew that he wouldn't have asked me unless he had a good plan, so I agreed with the condition that I wouldn't have to drive if I didn't want to. So we packed up our stuff, checked out of the hotel, loaded up and headed off to Toronto.
My husband thought the drive was going to take us around 4.5 hours, which would have meant us getting in at 12:30. Unfortunately, either google maps or him was off because as soon as I put the address in the GPS it said we would get there at around 2:00.
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Apparently it is Google Maps. Such lies! |
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