The night before the Marathon I decided I needed racing stripes (left). So I got Natalie, the art teacher, to design them and John, my roommate, to carve them into my head. The most baffling question I got about them, and from more than one person, was, "How long are you going to keep them?" I didn't quite know how to answer this question. I mean, it's not like I grew out my sideburns…or a mustache. So I would look confused, and say, "I don't know…maybe a week? How long do you think it'll take my hair to grow out?" And it did take about a week…These things are good to know.
On the right you can see me pre-marathon in my cute running outfit and new wristbands. The wristbands were very handy during the race as running a marathon apparently makes me sweat a lot.
In the post race goody bag, mixed in with powerade and some fruit and crackers was a small container of goose liver pate. That's right, goose liver pate. Though my first thought was that it was included in case I needed to induce vomiting, I'm guessing I was supposed to spread that on my crackers. Sick.
So the school has a picnic every year on my birthday, or some would say, the date of Christ's ascension (40 days after Easter). Either way, this is a public holiday in Austria, and the school organizes a picnic in a park for the kids and parents and teachers.
Yesterday I had the pleasure of accompanying the freshmen class to Prater. Prater, a large amusement park, is home to the oldest ferris wheel in the world, or so I'm told. You may have seen the ferris wheel in a few movies, including The Third Man.
Monday night our softball team had a game against the Mighty Barbarpapas. Yeah, I don’t know what that name means either. In addition to the game, we also spent a good amount of time swatting mosquitoes in the outfield.
Saturday our staff softball team had a game against Team Japan. We were 1-1 going into the game and had gotten absolutely hammered in our last game against the US Embassy team. Our team benefited greatly from their pitcher not being able to throw a strike. Seriously. Going into the bottom of the final inning, we were down 20-8 and at least half of those runs came on bases loaded walks.