Thursday, May 30, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
I went running for the first time in a few days. Did a little 6 mile out and back trail in Portola Valley to the top of Alpine road. I ran decently fast considering I haven't been running much. It's always surprising how fast I can run on a trail when I just let me mind go. I managed to scare a few hikers along the way who weren't anticipating a human body traveling around 10 mph to be approaching on a single track trail. For some perverse reason, I get enjoyment out of that: knowing that I'm an unusual phenomenon on the trails of the world.
Upon arriving home I watched the Miami Heat destroy the Indiana Pacers in the third game of the NBA eastern conference finals, while cooking fish, rice, and steamed broccoli for dinner. It was yummy but the game wasn't much for entertainment. I biked back to work as the sun was setting. I could feel the air warming up just a touch. The war between summer and the cold waters of the Pacific was heating up. Back at work I fixed a few more bugs, and then spent some time reading about numerical methods, trying to fill in the holes left in my undergrad degree in math. Biking home at 1:30am, I was flying. There was a waning moon on the rise, and the night was cool, all of which contributed to my speed. Not a single car passed me.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Unfortunately, after the great salt lake, there wasn't much to see in Utah or Nevada. For the first 300 miles or so there were at least some mountains to look at, but eventually it was all just rolling hills with scrub bushes on them. The worst part was that the road was straight for periods of 30 or 40 miles at a time. Without my IPod, I'm not sure how I would have made it without going crazy.
I also saw too rather curious things along the way. The first was what appeared to be a random sculpture in the desert. I managed to get a picture of it as I drove by at 75mph. If anybody can tell me exactly what it is I will pay them money. The second was a road sign that I couldn't help, but get a picture of as I drove past. Along the Utah/Nevada border there is a small town named Ola, which I couldn't help but be reminded of a certain computer science professor.
After racing down I-80 out of Reno and finally into California, I stopped by to see Lake Tahoe. It wasn't very far off the highway and to my surprise, there were still people out swimming in the lake. I guess it's a little bit warmer than the ocean this time of year. It really was impressive to see just how big it was. I guess Friday was the day of two lakes. Not many people can claim to have seen both the great salt lake and lake Tahoe both in the same day.
After seeing lake Tahoe, I had a relatively short (150 mile) drive down to Albert's house. Albert is a former Duke grad student that I worked with who is now working for NVIDIA in San Jose. I finally made it to his house around 9pm PDT. I had been driving for 13 hours and I'd gone more than 800 miles, but I made it to California! Now all I've got left is a short 19 mile hop up to Stanford. Whoohoo!
Friday, September 12, 2008
The power of the choir was remarkable and I'm sad that I won't have the opportunity to hear them on a Sunday morning. Nevertheless it's cool to know that I've at least heard them.
After briefly venturing west of the city I realized I was progressing into the wilderness and retreated back to the safety of the city for the night. After some trouble locating a free hotel I managed to find one near the airport (expensive) and get a little sleep.