Like good Catholic boys, Jim, his friends, and I went to Sunday mass on Palm Sunday. It was a really crowded mass. We went at the 12:00pm celebration and were forced to stand. It was a bummer but it was a nice mass. Afterwards, we all went running. The route started at Jim's apartment went out to a park and around the park path and back. The total mileage was shy of 9 miles? Maybe. We all stuck together until we left the park and made our way back to the apartment. Jim was running out of steam and said to keep going. Then the other two guys lost steam, so I just took off and booked it all the way back. I stopped shortly two different times on the way back. It was a good run and a good testament on how much fitness I had still retained for not training very much in the last couple of weeks. It was very hot and sunny out. Mid-80s in the middle of the afternoon. It gave me hope for the Fly Pig Full Marathon that Jim had talked me into doing. He had been training for it and, at the time, had me almost convinced to run the full with him. After the run, we all split and grabbed showers. Jim took me to a barbecue restaurant. It was most delicious. You go up to a counter and pick out your meats and sides. Then pay and sit down to eat. They absolutely stack up your plate with food. I got three meats, duck, chicken, and brisket. Duck was very good. Something I would recommend to any one who decides to grab barbecue.
The parents of one of the girls that was hanging with us throughout the weekend has season tickets to the Houston Rockets. They were out of town for the weekend and were not going to use their tickets, so she invited Jim and I to the game Sunday night. It was AWESOME! The tickets were first row above the tunnel where the Rockets come in and out to their locker room and the same for the mascots. The game was against the Pacers, so I was able to see David West play for the first time since he left Xavier. And I know I am a tall guy and that players in the NBA are tall but you don't get a sense of how tall they are on television. Being that close to them, you just felt small or at least of average height, which is weird too. There was a lot of entertainment in between timeouts and quarters. It was a very entertaining night. Also, a group of the Rocket cheerleaders were in front of us during the game. Just spectacular seats. During one timeout, the Rocket mascot Clutch, which is a giant bear, was riding a segway and throwing out stuffed animals of himself. As he was going back to the locker room he stopped right below and threw his last stuffed animal. I caught it! It was a great feeling. Almost immediately after catching him, I had the bright idea of taking him along with me on the trip and taking pictures of everywhere I went. First was the Rockets game:
After the game, the girl took us to picked up some burgers. Burgers were delicious and were from Whataburger. Never head this fast food chain before. Time to get some sleep and wake up early to get to New Orleans for my next part of the trip.
Go Big or Go Home
Photos of the Trip:
Leg 7 - Houston, Day 5
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