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my roommate just set the over/under to 3" tonight.
if we get more than 3" of snow at the house......... i'm on bathroom duty.
less than... he is.
the meterologist has just called for 6 to 12 inches for the viewing area.
somehow i think i got the raw end of the deal....
thanksgiving for me, these past few years, has been nothing to celebrate. my parents in st. louis, grandparents in ft. worth and a job to return to on friday has meant turkey days spent alone.. either at the movie theatre or at home, curled up with a frozen pizza, with my glasses on, hair in a ponytail, and pajamas all day long.
and for the most part... thats been just fine with me.
but this year... things have changed. and although i'm unclear as to whether or not you can declare something tradition in its first year of being... i'm pretty sure i started a new one for myself. and i'm kind of excited about it.
growing up, i didn't run. ever. it was never something my family did, we didn't get together and... go run.
even just the thought of it is weird so growing up, even recently, the idea of having a "traditional race" to run in every year.... never occured to me. i don't think i even realized that was an option. in my world... they didn't exist.
but thats the funny thing about this lifestyle.. the more active you become, the more you realize there is to do. and this year's thanksgiving was no exception.
many many weeks ago, one bored afternoon, i came across the 2006 KC Turkey Trot held at the Sprint Campus and figured... ah what the hell.. its not like i'm doing anything else that day. why not? and signed up. i mentioned here on the blog that i had a 5k in the forecast, and kinda sorta even trained for it.
(not really. but lets pretend!)
thanksgiving morning, after a coffee-stop for the roommate and his EW, we met up at the start-line with 0% boy and girl, her nephews and Popcorn Man... a fellow KCM member. it was a perfect running day and i had almost completely forgotten it was thanksgiving until i saw the costumes, the crowds and the kids.
lots of kids.
thats when it occured to me... there are families out here. doing this together. on thanksgiving.
how cool is that?!
the race itself was pretty uneventful. we ran through the Sprint campus, turned left at the first mile (and water stop... why is there a 1-mile water stop in a 3 mile race? i don't get it.), went around the block, turned right to come back onto campus and finished where we started.
the race was easy. not easy... i was running with 0% and felt as though a lung might collapse (this probably goes without saying, but... she runs a slight bit faster than i. i kept up as best i could, averaging about a 10:30 pace from what i can gather... but it was rough. doable, and actually the entire time we were running i was in a state of shock at the fact that my legs were moving that fast, but... regardless...) and i was, for the first time in my life, running sans-music, which for me is almost more impressive than the PR.
(actually, i had a bit of oh bloody hell what'll i do if she wants to talk while we run?! moment early on. as most of you know, i'm a bit of a loner when it comes to running. i've never actually maintained a talk and run situation for more than a few mintues and i literally didn't know what to do.
then i remembered i dont actually have to be plugged in to get my legs moving so... it turned out alright. go figure.)
after the race 0% and crew went their seperate ways and while i roamed around in search of my ride i took some time out to stop and just watch.
there were kids of all ages, parents, and grandparents. dad's running with their daughters. mom's pushing strollers with their little one's in tow. brothers talking smack about who ran faster, stood taller, hit harder and "hey!! where'd you get that! gimme, i want one! around the donut table.
it was a family event. one that it seemed everyone enjoyed... and thats when it hit me.
i should do this. why didn't i do this before? this is fantastic... i should do this.
every year. forever. i want to be that family. i want my kids and my husband to run with me. i want this to be something we DO.
i want this tradition!!
yeah.. thanksgiving, this year, was different. instead of waking up alone i had a roommate and friend to conspire with. instead of racing alone i had 0% to run with, and instead of a movie and pizza i had a reason to celebrate and dress up, as 0%'s family graciously welcomed me into their home.
thanksgiving this year gave me something to be thankful for... and as traditions go, i can't think of a better one to look forward to.
i have cramps.
bad ones.
and i kinda feel like punching someone.
a co-worker of mine suggested exercise.
it's a miracle he's still alive.
i'm not even sure chocloate would help in the state that i'm in..
but hell if i'm not gunna try.
there's not much to be said for missouri tigers or their fans, but, i think the following video does a pretty good job of summing it up!!
enjoy!
(missouri's star quarterback Chase Daniels enjoying himself a tasty morsel)
and oh yeah...
ROCK CHALK!
this is awesome. my roommate and i are sitting on the couch watching Enemy of the State and updating our blogs.
we ooze cool. you want to be us.
i know.
it happens.
!!!
but i digress.
today... sunday... is a beautiful day.
superb fall weather. crisp, cool air. perfect conditions for a day spent at the park... maybe a good bike ride. an easy 6 mile run...
or, if your Liver Guy, The EW or me...
today might just be the perfect day to crack some nuts.
of the pecan variety.
as you can see, around these parts... we take our nut cracking seriously. after being schooled by Liver Guy in the proper way to choose, crack and peel said nut, LG, being the mad scientist that he is, created the best crack'n'shell-factory-assembly type situation he could, and put us to work.
as we sat around the absurdly small end table, cracking and de-shelling our hearts out in front of the tv, (which we never thought to turn on... again. oozing the cool. see above.), sporatically bursting out into song... and on occasion dance, it occured to us...
we might be lame.
but damn if it ain't fun.
soon afer the photo was taken, however, the EW made off for her own apartment, lunch was upon us and the merry good times came to an end.
fortunately for us, however...
there are plenty more nuts
to be cracked.
i have a feeling we just started a new tradition.
(hopefully though, next time, someone will comment on the state of my hair before the picture is taken...... cuz.. yeah.
i swear i own a brush and a comb.. apparently today i just forgot to use 'em.
wow!!!)
you know how when you sit down to write a post you most normally have an idea of what it is you want to say?
you kinda have a direction, a few key phrases, maybe, that you thought of… cleverly… as you showered or shaved that day.
you think to yourself, a-HA!, I’ve got it!! I’ll blog about this and that, and will boggle and astound my ever fastidious readers!!
you pat yourself on the back, knowing that with just a few words your wit and charm will entertain the masses, and you smile with glee that your nemesis in competition will never know what hit him.
you write and you write, enjoying every moment until…
you completely and shamefully lose your train of thought.
within seconds your mind is in a fog of confusion as you stare at your page, not quite certain what it is you were just saying.
surely you had a point? quite clearly you were on a roll, just moments ago, but…
you read, and you read and wonder to yourself,… where, exactly, am I going with this?
in a state of panic you copy, paste, delete and re-write with abandon in hopes of regaining some sort of direction to your writing, until you realize... its too late.
your mind is no longer with you...
distractions abound.
you are no longer witty, charming or clever.
you are, instead, quite dull.
and perhaps a touch boring.
you bow your head, resiging yourself to your writer's block fate, and call it a day.
... ever have that happen to you?
....... cuz, yeah.
that just happened to me, today.
twice.
how *fantastic* for me, huh?
hope you're all enjoying your day off.
i'm going to go bang my head against my desk for a few hours.
weeeeeeeee!!!
kinda forgot to mention i've got a 5k turkey trot this morning... i'm about ready to leave here in a bit, knock it out in roughly 30 minutes (HA! one can dream.) and then get my thanksgiving on.
hope everyone out there has a great turkey day.
and in the spirit of the season....
i love you all, and i'm thankful for each and every one of you!
(no really. i am. y'all rock. have an awesome day!)
umm.
so there's a bike shop across the street from my office and this morning i just casually went in there not really planning on buying anything, or um.. anything... but..
i sorta ended up with a little computer-thing to measure cadence on my bike cuz.. well, cuz i'm an easy sell. lets be honest, but uh..
yeahhhh.
i can't figure out how to put it on the bike. i've had to start over 3 times already.
its not looking good.
i am *so* not cut-out for this kinda thing....
ALRIGHTY THEN! SO! (i dunno whats up with all caps. don't ask...)
here's the deal.
this winter, between crossfit and KC Multisport, i'm going to have training opportunities pretty much every day of the week in one form or another, and i'd like to take part. HOWEVER, recently i've got some over-use type sitchyachins going on in my elbow and knee, so i'd like to enter into winter training months with a plan so i don't get burnout or injury.
here's what's on tap..
crossfit M/W/F (which i've been doing now for about 4 months and love. LOVE. these cannot go away)
now adding... crossfit SUNDAY as well, structred slightly differently, focused more on endurance and just good times all around.
spinning on TUESDAYS with KC Multi-Sport (i.e. we bring our own bikes/trainers and 0% guy, whom i might now refer to AS THE DEVIL because of the pain he inflicts in these spin sessions, takes us through a grueling hour of spinning)
adding in January... spinning on THURSDAYS as well.
then we have...group rides on Saturdays (until it gets too cold outside.. at which point i will niet be attending!) which might morph into group runs on saturdays cuz i don't bike in the snow, yo!
and lastly...... swimming, in a pool.. at some point during the week, which... quite frankly, i've as of yet not figure out when i have time for. but i will.
i promise!
but so, okay.. good, fine, great.
second... nutrition. currently i'm "kinda" doing the Zone (40/30/30) but know from experience that monitoring my calorie intake is what helps my weight come off in a healthy yet consistent manner... BUT.. once i start being so active, i start getting way hungry all the time, so...
i need to know how to know how many calories i should be taking in while still slowly but surely losing weight?!?!
(15lbs. i'd like to lose 15lbs OF FAT by like... march. for me? harder than it sounds.. trust me on this one.)
third... i've been asking around about this and gotten some guidance, but... i wanna look into incorporating some HR Monitoring devices to my training.... but need to know how to do it correctly, cuz right now it just is all very confusing to me.... with graphs and numbers and zones and OMG i have no idea...
so.. those of you that swear by HR training... what do you suggest i get, and how do i go about using it?
aaaand, fourth..
well. there is no fourth. its just mainly those three things.
but SO! my active, triathlete, have been doing this for years so know what's up big brotherly/sisterly type people...
wha'cha think? how do i do this? should i do this? i don't want to over-do it, but i don't want to sell myself short, because i'm ready for my training to be kicked up a notch, so..
gimme your thoughts. and those of you with the HR Monitors... whats the deal with that, and how do i get in on it?!?!?
thanks guys! i know i can always count on y'all for words of wisdome!!!
so i just found out my first pair of shoes were corrective podiatristy forrest-gump type shoes.
HA!!!! see??!
i knew my running issues weren't my fault. i have a foot defect!!! (why am i excited about this?)
i should get a head start and special treatment at races, marathons and all athletic type events... ever!
huh.. obviously i'm going to need to look into this.
Boston might not be outta reach afterall!!!
(ha!)
alright, i just beat my parents home from having gone to the movies/lunch and shopping (i heart H&M. truly madly deeply.
there's also a good chance i'm single-handedly keeping them in business so i have a pretty good feeling...
H&M heart me back.
*sigh*
true love....)
so i just wanted to check in here real quick and let you know HAPPY FEET is friggin hysterical.
go see HAPPY FEET.
otherwise, i'm still alive, my parents haven't driven me crazy (but they're well on their way) and... SHIT!
i hear the garage door.
i'm outta here...
since my office does not get next friday off, i'm heading home today for some QT with the parental units, some good food and...
of course...
some shopping!
its my last free weekend of fun so i'm major looking forward to it.. but more to come on that later. (!!!)
i hope you all have a great weekend and i'll be back tomorrow and sunday to post.. cuz i have to.. but otherwise, i'll catch up with y'all on monday!
PEACE!!
alright alright. the flowers were from Army Guy... his pic comes down tomorrow, this is a special peek for my regular readers who are having to endure this damn blog-a-day thing with me.
(sorry for the creepy blurred out guy.. i've never met him, so i didn't think it'd be cool to post his pic without asking!! He's a super secret special forces guy whose identity can't be revealed.... !!)
i know i know, not a great photo... i figured i should pick one that keeps his secret hero identity somewhat.. well... secret!
enjoy it while it lasts, and thank NaPoBloMo for the photo-op.
damn blog-a-thon's wearin' me down.
Dear alejandra, Here is your horoscope for Wednesday, November 15:When it comes to the major aspects of your life, it helps to have a lot in common with the people you see every day. Make a list of what qualities matter most to you. You'll draw folks with those traits into your life.
i've been giving my life and the people in it a lot of thought lately.. what and who i need to surround myself with to be and stay happy. to not second guess my life choices just because other friends poo-poo what i want out of life. what i want to work for, how hard i want to work for it, and why.
its taken me a long time to find people that get it.
but i finally have.
and its nice. its just really nice.
...."because he misses me"
*giggle*
i can't wipe this dumb grin off my face.
i love that!!!
i forgot for a while that i have to post, again, today.
damn naboplomo farkity mo-foh.
i have niet to say.
actually.. thats not true. i've got plenty to say, but when i started this blog i vowed never to talk about work issues, cuz of that whole world wide web access thing... minor detail... so...
i have niet to say.
what i can tell you though??!? updating one's portfolio is neither fun, nor exciting. why i thought it was back in college i'll never know.
cuz i was wrong.
way wrong.
** warning. boring post ahead that details my athletic adventures this week in a very bulleted-type manner. if you're already tired or bored i don't suggest reading as it will more than likely put you to sleep! actually, i don't suggest reading in general, i'm kinda just blabbing about my workouts right now. its less than interesting and kind of long-winded.
consider yourself warned.***
well folks, i think we're entering a new phase of AJ the Athlete round these parts.... this weekend's been a doozy, and looks to stay that way for a while.
as i've mentioned before... countless times... i'm a Crossfit addict. Monday/Wednesday/Friday i'm at the gym, pushing myself off the floor, pulling myself up on a bar, jumping ontop of large boxes or throwing large weighted balls at walls, as hard as i can, as fast as i can, and as many times as humanly possible.
over and over.
ad nauseum.
but recently.. i've upped the ante.
i've decided this winter is the winter.
the winter of focus. of training. of nutrition, strength and slimmer bodies. this winter is my winter, so with that in mind, this week has been hell.
but in a good way.
monday's workout was a tabata workout.
the idea is for each of the following moves, you go as hard and as fast as you can for 20 seconds. rest for 10 seconds... go again.
8 times.
then you rest for 1 minute and move on to the next move. so.. as follows...
Air Squats (20 seconds on, ten seconds rest -- 8 rounds)
1:00 rest
Rowing (20 seconds on, ten seconds rest -- 8 rounds)
1:00 rest
Burpee (etc..)
1:00 rest
Barbell Hang Clean (etc...)
1:00 rest
Ball Slams (etc..)
your score is the lowest number of reps completed during each work interval. -- not easy.
tuesday i ran around the neighborhood what amounted to roughly 1.5 miles because my body hates me and i forgot my garmin so i though i'd gone farther than that, excuses excuses, i plain didn't want to be running, excuses.. so 15-20 minutes seemed highly productive, and i called it quits!
wednesday was crossfit once again, a new one for me that involved 10 rounds of...
Clean grip barbell deadlift -- 15 reps (65 lbs for myself)
10 pullups
i.e. 150 times i clean grip deadlifted a 65lb. barbell and 100 times i pulled up.
not pretty.
so thursday.... i drank!
and it was good.
friday, crossfit once again with
50 knees to elbows
50 box jumps
50 sit-ups
rest
Tabata Dumbbell swings
and just so we're clear... knees to elbows is an invention of the devil which consists of hanging from the pull up bar, keeping your arms straight, and, using your core, raising your knees up to your elbows.
its quite impossible. for a quick photo demonstration, check this out.. craziness...
saturday i woke up retarded early, got bored and decided to knock out a quick 25ish minute, 2.5ish mile run and was happy as a lark with my performance.
later in the day after watching some friends of the male variety attempt a tackle football game in the park i joined 0% bodyfat chick for a groovy little 20+ mile bike ride.
needless to say after a piss-poor movie choice on chicago guy's part i hit the sack a little after 10pm in complete exhaustion.
go saturday nights! i'm a party animal!
which brings us to... today!
my first edition of KCM's Sunday Crossfit and an ass beating in more ways than one.
10 minutes jump rope (which, in and of itself is pure asinine torture. who, i ask you WHO enjoys jump rope? who even invented such a thing? that damn thing whipped me in the ass, quite literally, so many times i thought i might bruise.
i am not a particularly graceful person, but put a jump rope in my hand and i'm down-right clumsy. and asthmatic. good grief....)
following jump rope wasn't any better with...
10, 9, 8, 7....1 of D-ball thrusters and ball slams.
meaning, grab a 20lb (in my case. 40lbs in hers.. there's a reason she's got 0% body fat..) weighted ball, squat down, stand up, lift the ball above your head 10 times.
then throw the ball down on the ground and when it bounces (roughly 2 inches), squat/bend down, pick it up, raise it over your head and slam it down again... 10 times.
repeat both thrusters and slams 9 times each.. then 8...7...6,5,4,3,2 and finally 1. until you want to die and collapse in a pile on the floor.
and then we finished out with... "Four for the Core"...
2 minutes -- plank hold
1 minute -- side plank hold
1 minute -- other side plank hold
2 minutes -- on back with feet 3-4 inches off ground.
i made the mistake of laughing on the car ride home after today's workout and thought i'd ripped my stomach muscles... damn my abs are sore.
so there ya have it folks... a glimpse into the next few months of my winter training season.
add to this tuesday night spinning, which will begin shortly... thursday spinning which starts in january and some version of pool time i've as of yet found time for and...
i'm going to be a busy girl.
i just hope all this pays off in the form of a hot pair of jeans come spring.. if ya know what i mean!
alrighty kids. some of you seem to be unhappy with my blogging content as of late.
so, while i magically conjur up content with my bloggy b.s. ninja powers... i give you...
pictures!. cuz....who doesn't love pictures?
about to begin my uber-exciting first group ride...evah!
actually on the bike ride...
btw...i don't suggest attempting photography while biking when new to the sport. its kinda scary.
a much, much, MUCH needed rest at some random intersection out in BFE...
me.. not dead... after the ride!! (and look... CYCLING SHORTS!!!!)
and last, but not least...
me, drunk, hungry, and laughing uncontrollably as i stuff my face with some barbecue at the KCM halloween party.
...and fishnets!
good times.
y'all.
this poop sucks, blog-a-day.
blog-a-day my ARSE!!!
i just simply don't have that much going on, finding content for this completely voluntary blog-a-thon is much more difficult than i'd imagined it to be.
so therefore, i give you... NaBloPoMo -- the rules.
per fussy and her(?) blog, whom i don't know and just assume is the ever intelligent creator of said blog-a-thon, the rules state that...
No matter what you post - pictures, poems, observations, critiques, or bald-faced lies -- the hope is that the act of putting something of yourself out for the world to see every single day will make writing become a more fluid, natural, and integral part of your day.
A personal blog is a mirror, and just for one month you'll be able to capture an image of yourself every day while creating a time capsule of the good, the bad, and that time you pissed off your mom by updating your blob during Thanksgiving dinner.
Plus, think how happy your regular readers will be, knowing they can get a reliable dose of your brilliance thirty days in a row. That means weekends, too, my friend.
so see? i'm doing this FOR YOU! !!!
you're getting a reliable dose of my brilliance for thirty days in a row!!!
i'm holding up mirrors and capturing myself... and stuff!!
(oh dear god i just hear Roommates Dog dry-heave. that can't be good...)
so HA! yesterdays (and today's) posts totally count. i shall succeed.... dammit... even if i have to stoop to play-by-plays of my really not all that interesting days!
(but for your sake, and, really, mine.. i'll do my best to avoid such boring topics!)
happy friday my peoples. i'm off to go eat a plum.
WOOO!!! the life i lead.....
work people annoy me + no work tomorrow = yummy adult beverages.
whoever invented alcohol??!?!
i love you man!
for those of you out there who, like me, are new to triathlons, the life of a triathlete and what it means to be in a relationship either with a triathlete or as a triathlete... (not that i'm either of those last two. dating is not my forte as of late.
*sigh*)
i give you the following (given to me by 0% body fat chick, who is married to 0% body fat guy, whom have both competed and completed, between the two of them, more ironmans than i know how to count --- mostly cuz i'm not sure how many they've done, but i know its more than one, and that in and of itself is pretty damn impressive!)
"I am an outdoors type of person." Really means: I train in any type of weather. If its raining, snowing, 90 degrees w/100% humidity, or winds gusting at 30 mph. I don't want to hear any complaints because I will still train in it and youre just a big wuss for complaining about it.
"I enjoy riding my bike." Really means: with or w/o aero bars, alone or in a peleton, I don't care. If you can't do a spur of the moment 30 miler then youre not my type. I will let you draft, but if you can't hang and I drop you - I will see you later. I am a capable mechanic, but don't expect me to change your flats or tune your bike. You need to learn that on your own.
"I enjoy jogging." Really means: Lets run hills until we puke. I have just as many shoes as you only mine are better because they are functional and all look the same.
"I enjoy dining out." Really means: I enjoy eating out, in or anywhere else I can find food. Don't be shy because with the amount of food I eat, you can have that main entree instead of a salad and you will still look as though you eat like a rabbit in comparison. Don't get your limbs too close though as I may take a bite out of you. Most importantly
don't expect any taste off my plate unless you can bring something to the party like more food. Eventually though if your not burning 4,000+ calories a day your going to plump up and have a terrible complex due to watching me eat deserts and not gain any weight.
Friends and family will eventually decide not to dine with us anymore due to my horrid table manners. Oh, and don't ask me any questions during breakfast, Mid Morning Lunch, Lunch, Afternoon lunch, Dinner or Recovery Dinner as
it does not lend to efficient food intake.
"I enjoy quiet walks on the beach." Really means: Walks on the beach warming up into an 8 mile run and then plunging myself in the ocean for a 2 miler. If you get in my way youre going to find out what mass
start is and let me assure you that you don't want to find out.
"I find fulfillment in charitable work." Really means: If I am not racing, I am volunteering and I expect you to be there along side me as I stand out in 90 degree weather for 8 hours handing out sports drink
to cyclists going 20 mph. Just stick the ol' arm out there and hope it doesn't get taken off.
"I enjoy sharing quiet moments together." Really means: It's taper time. Just back off because I am strategizing and in a pissy mood because I am worried about my "A" race and can't workout.
"I am an active person." Really means: Aside from my 40 hour job, and the 8 mandatory hours of sleep a night. 10 hours a week are devoted to me during the off-season and 20 during race season leaving us 4 hours. 2 of which are spent inhaling food and you not talking to me, so lets make the best of the 2 hours we will spend together on average each day.
If you are a licensed message therapist or doctor this would make the most optimal use of our time together. Nutritionist is also acceptable, but I probably already know just as much as you.
"I enjoy road trips and leisurely drives." Really means: You have your choice of Wisconsin, Idaho, Florida, California, Arizona, and New York, but don't expect to do much site seeing. If I get enough support from you we might be able to include Hawaii in there.
"I enjoy site seeing." Really means: Lets grab a mountain bike and get our HR's up to 90%. There's plenty of time to look around on the descent as trees and bushes whiz by you at 40 mph.
"I like stimulating conversation." Really means: while we are running, we can talk about food. Then we can talk about how we decided what to wear on this run based on the temperature at start time versus the temperature at the time we expect to finish, how horribly out of shape we are, how many miles we did last week, and how many we will do this week and next week. Then we can talk about food.
"I enjoy relaxing soaks in the tub." Really Means: I'm going to stop on the way home and buy two bags of ice, throw them in the tub with some water, and sit in this torture chamber for 30 minutes.
"I'm interested in photography" Really Means: My camera is permanently perched a tripod in front of my trainer. I obsess over taking photos of my bike position and analyzing them to get the perfect setup.
"I'm into in technology" Really Means: My HRM and bike computer are my best friends. Until you can give me some hard data that can improve my training, don't bother trying to buddy up to me. You could one day break into the top three if I find you as entertaining on long runs and rides as my mp3 player.
walking in to work this morning....
kState guy: laughing...."uhh. nice shoes??!"
i stare at him with contempt.
kState guy: "what the hell are you wearing?"
me: *sigh* "slippers."
kState guy: "wait.. what?" still laughing.
me: "i forgot to put shoes on this morning..."
kState guy: "so.. you're wearing your slippers?"
me: "apparently."
kState guy: "....... WHY?!?!"
me: *glaring* "i don't know. i didn't realize it til i got to the gas station, and then didn't feel like going back home to change... so..."
kState guy: more laughing
me: more glaring
kState guy: ".... that's uh... nice. that's a nice look on you.".... snicker snicker.
me: "mm-hmm. yeah. ..... thanks."
*sigh*
today was the wrong day to give up caffeine.
so it occurs to me, as i sit here in my office attempting to ween myself off of my coke addiction... (mmmm. coca cola classic. sweet nectar of the gods....)
i've got a race in a few weeks, and i haven't even started training for it!
BUGGER!
apparently, with the move of jobs, the move of living spaces and the general chaotic mess i've found myself in lately, the fact that i'm running the 17th Annual Thankgiving Day 5k, which is something like 3 weeks away...
has completely slipped my mind.
until just now.
son of a.....
*sigh*
i don't know if you've noticed lately, but uh... my running?
my training these past few months?
yeah. pretty much non-existent.
three miles sounds like an eternity.
running a 5K?
pure asinine torture.
that this will occur thanksgiving morning?
well. thats just dumb.
but, never one to turn away from a dumb idea... running a 5K in seventeen days is, i guess, what i'll be doing!
hoorah for already paid entry fees!
awesome.
thanksgiving day 5k... here i come!
(totally stealing these quotes from newsday.com because..
well, they're quotes, so its not like i'm gunna make'em up or change'em!)
Lance Armstrong after finishing the NY Marathon in 2:59:35 (umm.. holy poopers is all i gotta say to that!)...
"I think I bit off more than I could chew, I thought the marathon would be easier," he said. "(My shins) started to hurt in the second half, especially the right one. I could barely walk up here, because the calves are completely knotted up."
He called the race "the hardest physical thing I have ever done" _ even more grueling than his worst days on the Tour.
"I never felt a point where I hit the wall, it was really a gradual progression of fatigue and soreness..."
Will he be back?
"Now's not the time to ask that question. The answer now is no, I'll never be back. But I reserve the right to change my mind," he said. "I don't know how these guys do it."
ahhhh, pain. the great equalizer.
i can't wrap my head around tour de france, biking in spain, or speed trials in germany... but marathon i know.
2:59:35 i understand.
"Anything is possible, but you have to believe and you have to fight."
-Lance Armstrong
well said Lance... and well done!
this dang road rash scab thing on my knee is REALLY starting to itch. it needs to go away.
it makes shaving a real pain in the arse.. hence the quarter long hairs growing outta my leg.
(ewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!)
(now everyone go cheer on BOLD as he races IRONMAN FLORIDA today. m'kay?
m'kay!
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OOOH OOOH he's outta the water!! he's OUTTA the water. i repeat. OUT OF WATER.
ooooOOOOoooh. he's somewhere in T1. @$^$@#$#@ i don't know what he's wearing. WHAT IS HE WEARING. whomever is in charge of tracking him is doing me NO GOOD! NO GOOD!
good grief watching ironman live is exhausting.
he's off to the bike portion.
this is where he'll shine.
why? well, cuz...
say it with me now....
ITS ALL ABOUT THE BIKE!!!
GO BOLD GO!!!!!
oh for the love of pete. i'm going to have a heart attack keeping track of this......
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alright. bold's on the bike. which means he's in his element.
the racer's are 5:58 into the race with... (5:48 for the non-pros) and there's not a lot for me to update on other than...
bold is wearing a red and black top! RED AND BLACK!! so....
in case anyone else out there's following along, live.. look for pasty white canadian, dressed in red and black. it's bound to be him!!!
somewhere around the 7.. 7:30... hour mark we should maybe hopefully cross our fingers see bold coming off the bike!
(i honestly have no idea. thats just my guess. but i'm going with it!) .....
ok. back to moving....
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HE'S OFF THE BIKE!!!!!! omg. omg. omg. omg.
excitement everywhere. he's in the run. HE IS IN THE RUN. he's doing awesome. his bike average per mile makes me sick, i'd just like to say that real quick.. but regardless....
HE'S OFF THE BIKE!
currently, we are now 9:19 hours into this race.
kick ass people. he's on his way. 20+ more miles and he's money.
*deep breathes*
*deep breathes*
i don't know how people do this. just watching is exhausting!!!
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alright folks... *whew*
had a bit of a close call there...
unconnected my internet stuff to go to new place to connect to new place's internet stuff and realized...
(#@&%((@&*&%*#&#*!!#$*!&@#&@#
shit dont work!
booked it back to my place, reconnected internet stuff, and....
somewhere in all of this, BOLD PAST THE HALF-MARY MARK!!!!
and now i'm trying to figure out when he's gunna cross the finish. eff. time math is not my forte... which apparently means i'm going to stay planted in front of my computer for the rest of time till i hear them yell bold's name.
seriously, why aren't there 100 minutes in an hour? it'd make this whole thing much easier, jeez.
but okay. bold's coming, thats all i know.
EVERYONE SEND YOUR LOVE.. HE'S GOTTA BE JUST MILES AWAY FROM THE FINISH!!!! i have to stop jumping up and down.. i'm gunna miss it...
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BOLD. IS. AN. IRONMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
unreal people. he tore it up. un. real.
bold... we luv ya man. congratulations. now get home and tell us all about it! ;)
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i'm off to my new house. i've got a box or two to unpack before i sleep tonight! send bold your comment love. he swam/biked/ran an amazing race today. he beyond deserves it!
i loathe packing. the entire process of it. its something i'm all too familiar with, having moved on average every 3-4 years of my life. and although one might think that with such experience i'd have developed some sort of method to make the entire process move like that of a well oiled machine...
well.... one would be wrong.
i hate it.
besides having to find boxes, remember to buy tape, and finding time in my schedule to carve out a few evenings and weekends to spend elbows deep in cardboard...
packing is a true test of my decision making skills.
of which there aren't many.
which makes it tough.
you see.. i am a pack rat. born of my surroundings, and blaming it all on my parental units and their refusal to give me a sibling to interact with...
stuff... is my life. my life is stuff.
moving from school to school, house to house, as an only child with two professionally successful parents... one learns quickly that if you want to recognize anything in your new environment, you gotta fill it up with stuff you already own!
so. thats what i did.
and do.
which means that in my twenty six splendid years i have accumulated.. um...
a lot.
so now.. having grown up a little and realizing its probably not necessary to keep every random scrap of paper, picture and postcard i've ever been given/made/found/bought, ever... in my life.. i'm faced with a challenge.
to keep? or not to keep?
that is the question.
so, for the past three weeks... thats what i've been doing.
going through, piece by piece, everything i own.
what i need, what i want and coming to terms with....
ok, AJ. you haven't used this in years. you wouldn't even know you had it if it weren't for having to pack.. its time to let go....
tossing the rest.
*sigh*
its been a rough three weeks.
but finally... moving weekend is upon us.
now all i have to do is... ya know.
move!
this is gunna suck.
m'kay. so.
because i have no original ideas of my own and enjoy being, what my mother calls... a copy kettle.. i have decided that the one thing that would make the month of november just that much more exciting is to join our fellow bloggers in what is lovingly being referred to as... NaBloPoMo!!! (that was a really long sentence)
what the toots is NaBloPoMo?
well... good question.
NaBloPoMo is kind of the blogging equivalent of NaNoWriMo.. otherwise known as National Novel Writing Month, where participants are challenged to write one 50,000-word novel, from scratch, in a month's time.
so, then.. what's the blogging equivalent?!?
EASY! all you have to do (all. pfft. quote me on that in a few days when i'm struggling to maintain this Nanu-Nanu business,would ya?) is write ONE post PER day!!
for... 30 days!
fun... right?
here's hoping.
