'tore up' is terrific!

i decided to take a day for myself today and i went to broadway dance center in new york and took a couple of classes. although the train is around the corner from where i live, i chose to drive into jersey and take the nj transit train that takes me directly into new york penn station. i then took the subway up to 59th and walked 2 blocks down broadway and over 57th to the studio.

i also decided to catch up on my reading. i had stopped reading 'blue like jazz' a little while ago, but picked it up for the commute in, and the downtime before classes started. excellent book! if you haven't yet, read it now!

initially i considered taking 3 classes (they are an hour and a half each), but decided to pay for 2 and then see how i felt. turns out that was a brilliant idea, for more than one reason.

first, after taking 3 straight hours of hip-hop with bev b., my body was done!

second, it was a gorgeous day today and i definitely wanted to be outside for more than the 5 minutes that it takes to get to the 59th street subway station. so, i decided to call it quits after the second class. i got changed right quick (it may have been a beautiful night but it wasn't warm, and my clothes were sweat drenched), grabbed some grub, and debated whether i had time to catch the early train back home. i realized there was no way i could catch it, and the next one wasn't for almost an hour, so i decided to walk it. yes! i walked down broadway from 57th to 43rd, crossed over to 8th at 43rd and walked the last 10 blocks on 8th.

boy was that exhilarating!

seriously though, i hadn't eaten in 5 hours (which is a record for me, i think, during non-sleeping hours), had food in a bag on my arm, and yet, it was so crisp and fresh out, i didn't even consider eating until i got to penn station.

i caught the train, got back to jersey, hopped in my car, and prayed i'd make it home on what little gas i had left.

well, i almost made it home. but, third, i ended up running out of gas, at my exit. so, having done this once before, i already had the 1 gallon container in my trunk. i pulled that out and started hoofing it up the ramp, towards the gas station. not long into my trek, a car pulls over and a white guy in about his 40s offers me a ride, i decline. i don't accept rides from guys i don't know, ever! then, approximately 2 minutes later, another car stops. this time it's a young black girl, in her twenties, with a young white guy, also 20-ish, in the passenger seat. this time i accept the ride to the gas station. not only did she take me to the station, she practically took me right back to my car! what an absolute sweetheart! thanks dear, whomever you are, and may your kindness be repaid to you abundantly!

i got to my car, filled it with the 1-2 gallons in my container, started that baby up (which took a few tries, whoops), drove to the gas station, filled my tank, and went home.

fourth, after i got home, the nascar race was still on, so my dad and i watched the rest of the race and, for the fourth time in a row, my boy, jimmie johnson won at lowe's motor speedway! woohoo!! he is officially tied with tony stewart for first in the chase! gotta love it!

so, all in all, my day was perfect! even with the gas shortage incident, i wasn't bothered a bit. this is what happens when you take some much needed time for yourself.

well, enough said. i'm exhausted and my body is gonna be 'tore up' tomorrow. but's it a good thing. i'd even say it's terrific!