Like I even have to tell you what I'm going to blather on about today.

This is the speech that catapulted Barryo from State Senator to National Superstah at the 2004 DNC. In case you haven't seen enough of him today. I am sitting here in stretchy clothes, calling in late to work in honor of the inauguration, in the American spirit of hard work. Or like my cousin in law Juan would say, in the lazy ass spirit of a true liberal. I skipped my bike commute to watch the swearing in and other related festivities. I wish I was there, but like my tone-deaf mother used to sing to me when I was a kid, you-uuu can't always ge-eht what you wa-aannt. And I certainly have all I need.

Since today we're bound to hear the word change six hundred billion times, I thought I would share some changes.

First off, the pool messed up. Four months after quitting the pool, I noticed the autodebit on my statement yesterday. I quit to save money, so it kind of sucks they charged me an extra $400+ (It's a pricey place to swim). And yes, I probably should have checked back in October, so I messed up too. I was so upset & stressed about our finances that I tossed and turned all night, then gave up and rode my bike to work at 4:15 am only to find that the YWCA was closed for the holiday that my racist company doesn't recognize and that I had to shower at my bathroom sink and had no wrinkle-glue (Lancome colleraser, ladies, it's worth every cent) or deoderant. I tried to keep the fact that the Oahu Club owners are very nice in mind when calling the office, as I knew it was just an expensive oversight.. I just hoped there was paperwork to back me up. There was. In addition to a big fat refund, she gave me a month free to use the pool as I pleased. Which, as we all know by now, would pretty much be never, if I took her literally. Seriously, does a 50 meter pool actually please anyone? I can almost see Jen Harrison jumping up and down waving her arms and saying me me, pick me! Instead of using it as I please, I'm going to use the pool as I should. Welcome to swim slacker rehab. Prepare yourselves for the bitching.

Another change for 2009: the Saucony. I love all things Saucony. Saucony was my first sponsor back in 2006. They put me on their tri team with only one international distance race to my name, as I prepped for my first Boston, my first half, and my first Kona. We drifted apart in 07 & 08 (translation: I ran in really, really old shoes because I'm poor) but now we have reunited. I get to wear they're stuff again, and won't break the bank or my IT bands by wearing old shoes! I swear I'm going to toss the silver fastwitches from 06 with 1500 miles on them.. after tomorrow's run.. maybe.

Also, I need this thing:

How cool is that? I always worry on my dark ride in - there are fewer cars at 5 am, which is why I ride when I do, but I wonder if half of the people that fly by on Kal Hwy. are commuters and the other half are still loaded from the night before and pretending they're at Chuck E. Cheese driving a video game. In which case, maybe I don't want this, as they might aim for it. Either way, awesome idea.