Little Miss Runner Pants

ok. to my yoga instructor tonight?

seriously?
can i just say..?

you have guhh....

*sigh*

you have gahh...

*double sigh*

omg i don't even have the energy to complete my statement.

what i mean to be saying, is..

you have GOT to be @%$#!&* KIDDING ME, WOMAN!

that. was. in. sane. that was inSANE. she is straight up out of her gawl'dang mind. HUMAN BEINGS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT, FOR THAT LONG, IN THAT POSITION, EVER.

not. ever.

NEVER.

i don't care if apparently my body does it. i don't care if i'm blessed with some sort of bendy gene that makes you think i'm stronger than WE BOTH KNOW I AM. i don't care if breathing deeper, hollow-y-er, or being more focused will get me there...

I THOUGHT MY SHOULDERS WERE ABOUT TO CATCH FIRE.

i.
cannot.
do a handstand.
on my forearms.

no matter what.

(ok maybe just a little bit and definitely only with her holding my legs to steady me... but still.)

mother-of-gawd.

i hurt from the earlobes down.

i thought yoga was supposed to be about stretching. and relaxation.

instead, there is a strong possibility that because of yesterday's swim, combined with tonight's seriously inhumane yoga session i will not be able to wash my hair tonight.

or tomorrow.

or ever. again.

i'm relatively certain i've lost all arm capabilities what-so-ever, in fact.

i'll probably have to just shove my face into dinner tonight because right now the idea of holding a fork up to my mouth makes me want to cry in the corner.

good. GAWD.

*sigh*

i need a drink...

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one of my most favorite people and best friends in the world got married last night... Carpool Guy. his girlfriend-turned fiance-turned wife is a doll. she's hysterical, gorgeous, smart, talented, and... born the same day as me.

coincidence?! i think not!
*wink*

it was a fun, yet highly surreal night. almost the entire college crew was in attendance and while it was strange to see almost all of them with wedding bands on, it was a drinking-dancing-festival of fun.

what was the most fun though!?

nobody recognized me. from the beginning of the night on, i was met with strange looks and second glances. between the makeup, the hair, and i suppose the thinner face, i was the "who's that chick!?... ale?! no WAY!" girl, and i gotta say... i enjoyed it immensely.

throughout the night long-time-no-see friend after friend came up and asked if i was "still doing that whole running/biking thing?!" and i was proud to be able to say.. "yup. sure am"..

after the third or fourth person asked about my training and then filled me in on how they'd "really like to start working out. its just so hard to find time. i need to get in their though... " yadda yadda, i realized i'd become, without my knowledge...

that girl.

the one who's name is synonymous with "training. racing. gym. health" and it was a pleasant surprise.

i can't drink like i used to. lord have mercy i can't drink like i once could. i have a hard time staying up all hours of the night and i'm no longer on the dance-floor 24/7...

but, somehow, it all suits me just fine.

i love my college friends. i adore and love them all intensly... but the night was a definite reminder that... people change. i've changed. and i don't think i can ever go back.

i don't think i'd ever want to.

but for just the one night though?!... it was alotta fun to try!

me and soccer boy, because... no pics = DIDN'T HAPPEN!

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and oh by the way?!

KU WINS AGAIN!

KU 19
Texas A&M 11

BEAK'EM!!!!

hells yeah bitches. 8-0.. and it ain't even basketball season.

HOLLAH!

(damn. that's a lot of pissed off texans!!!)

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you were my 125,000th visitor!

so... THANKS!

(oh, and too!!?!... i have a quasi-date-night-thing with soccer boy tonight. he's back. excitement everywhere!!..

wish me luck!)

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back in college, when i realized doing yoga was sort of this very popular trend, i... kinda thought it was lame.

it was a bunch of chicks (usually), in a dark room, on these girly colored mats... basically all just... stretching. together. in a "find your third eye, feel the light shine through your belly button" kind of way.

and it?!
wurnt fer me!

since then i've taken a yoga class or two... mostly at 24Hr Fitness.. and used it for that exact thing.

to stretch.
usually either before or after a long run, and... i'd typically hightail it outta there when the ringing of the gong, "feel yourself sink into the earth" sort of loony business began.

a few weeks.. maybe a month ago however, a friend of mine.. Biker Chick... invited me to an actual yoga studio, and i decided what the hell...can't be any worse than what i'm used to.. right?!

i walked in and immediately knew it wouldn't be the same thing.
for starters, the TNT Tri-coach was the instructor and... i don't know her all that well, but i do know she's hardcore. in pretty much whatever she does, so..

huh. this could get interesting.

as the hour progressed, TriCoach talked us through a variety of poses that i'd not only never done before, i'd never seen, never would have imagined a body could do, and really never had a desire to try myself.

it was rough. and unlike 24HRFIT, where they just kind of go through the motions and you tag along... TriCoach walked around making adjustments on all of us, keeping our hips/shoulders/body in line, and quickly i realized...

um. OUCH.
apparently when you yoga RIGHT.. it sort of hurts.

A LOT.

after that class life sort of got a little busy and i haven't had the opportunity to go back.

until last night.

ooooooh, last night.

i walked in, just before 6pm, and was greeted by the owner.. YogaLady.. to find not only was i one of two people that showed up that night (can we say LOTS of one-on-one?!)... but also class would be held...

for an hour and a half.

...... joy.

before we got started YogaLady asked about my experience with yoga... (almost none)... assured me that i can take a break whenever i need, and we began.

can i just say? right now? that yoga?

KICKED MY ASS.

that woman had me in the most ridiculous, body quivering, muscle aching, hard to hold positions i've ever been in. it was insane.

how. ev. ah....

half way through the class, as i'm bent over in warrior one, with my right shoulder inside my right knee, my left arm shooting up to the cieling and her coming over to rotate my left shoulder around and then down behind my back so that my right finger tips and left finger tips can touch underneath my leg..

yeah. RIGHT!...

she sort of whispers, in that very yogini way... "wow. your hips are incredibly open for a runner. this is impressive, you're a natural at yoga. you really are".

......................... HA!!!!!

HA!
...... HA!

i'm a natural at something!!!
WHO KNEW!!?!?

in my mind i took a minute to visualize myself doing a little dance of happiness and then, because my concentration was now... well. it wasn't... i sort of fell out of position and tumbled onto the floor.

but her point was made, and my feelings about yoga have definitely changed.

in the coming few weeks i have a lot of crazy going on. but one thing i know is that my interest has been piqued, and i plan on exploring this "natural" thing much, much more!

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ok i'm sorry but what.. WHAT.. is the point of fist swimming?!

i mean puh-leeze.

i feel like my arms have been cut off at the elbow and i might as well be doggy-paddling for as much good as i feel like it's doing me. so really.

somebody.

please explain.

because as of right now?!
i'm skipping that part of my swimming routine.

from here on out!

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WE WON!!!

Kansas 19
Colorado 14

*sigh*

t'was a good day my fine folks. a good. day.

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my house is being attacked by multi-legged creatures, and i'm getting a little sick of it, to be frank.

yesterday evening as i was putzing around on my computer i heard the tell-tale sounds of something buzzing around my window. after finally locating its where-abouts i was disappointed to find not just an alarmingly-sized fly flitting about (because really.. its like they're on steroids around here. flies just get HUGE.) but instead something much worse.

something that could sting.

something called.... a wasp.

annoyed with my apparent stinging bug situation, but also fully aware of karma and it's "what goes around comes around" strong hold on my life lately... i decided to let it be. (ha. bee. get it?)

*ahem*

anyway.. it was trapped between the inner and outer glass of my old-style windows and i figured.. whatever.

it knows how it got in... maybe it'll just...
get out?!

this evening when i came home though i found.. it had maintained it's stance.

wasp + window = yup, still. there.

for the first hour or so at home i sat, patiently, with my Clorox Bleach Cleaner and figured... sooner or later it's gotta die. it just has to. it will.

well. i'll spray it to death.
... right?!

after a solid quarter to maybe even full hour, though, i saw that it was just sitting there. harming no one, so.. again.

i let it be.

quickly there after i headed to my gloriously amazing walk-in closet upstairs to get to work on unpacking my things.

as i was diligently hanging one item after another, out of the corner of my eye i saw something move.

son of a bitch.. not again!

i ran downstairs, grabbed my kitchen cleaner, and headed back, now satisfactorally armed, to check out my beast.

and honestly?

i have no idea what it is.
basically, to my best guess, its some sort of unidentified jumping spider-cricket thing, who's about the size of a dime, with legs and antennae out to about HERE!

stealth-like, and with surprising poise, given the situation, i slowly.. carefully... removed all my hung items and laid them next to me.

ha. bastard. i've got you now! what do you think of THIS!... apparently, karma be damned. i doused the thing, with one, two, three shots to the head and then.

OMG ITS ALIVE, RUN FOR IT, DUCK, TAKE COVER!!

....... *JUMP!!*.....

the thing jumped straight at me, at least 3 feet. were it not for my cat-like reflexes it would have landed square on top of me.

obviously... this meant war.

i took a moment, assessed the situation, realized my fire power wasn't what it should be and called in the big-guns.

hairspray. mother@%$#-er!

for the next at least half hour i stalked that son of a bitch as he hopped onto, between, and underneath my now-on-the-ground-soaked-with-kitchen-cleaner-wardrobe and hit him with hairspray every chance i got.

unfortunately for me his jumping scared me off. i stood back and watched as he struggled up between and into a few shirts and.. for all i know..

laid to rest.

or plan his next attack.
i can't be sure.

needless to say tomorrow at work i'll be strengthening my artillery arsenal, devising some sort of unified plan of attack and..

because that multi-legged jumping freak now has free reign over my stuff...

wearing what i had on today...

for the rest of the week!

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if you've ever been a part of the advertising business... any part... then i think you'll enjoy this next clip.

however if that part you've been was in any way creative... i think you'll appreciate this next clip.

either way... ENJOY!

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You Are An ENTP

The Visionary You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression. You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything. Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off. You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments. In love, you see everything as a grand adventure. You enjoy taking risks for love. And if things don't work out, you're usually not too much worse for the wear! You would make a great entrepreneur, marketing executive, or actor. At work, you need a lot of freedom to pursue your own path and vision. How you see yourself: Analytical, creative, and peaceful When other people don't get you, they see you as: Detached, wishy-washy, and superficial

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that's right fellow blogging type personalities.. WSG is here. and she's ready to save the day.

the kc marathon is this weekend and I SHALL BE, along with some of my bestest KCM buddies, your giver of all things liquid come race day!

so for those of you running KC saturday... when you're nearing your half-way point. when you can feel the pull of that glorious 13th mile...

look for me! i will be the one double fisting electrolytes towards your face, while screaming at you to RUN FASTER, oh running one. GO GO and GO!

kc multisport is helping man the 13th mile stopping for water station and that means YOU. plus ME. equals SODIUM REPLACEMENT!

be there.
be ready.
be....tastic.

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so last night, in an attempt to find a wedding dress for an upcoming wedding, i headed over to my local Macy's, just down the block.

after trying on.. no lie... the entire stock in ladie's wear, i finally found a cute little number that didn't look just down right gross on my person.

(5'2", wide hips, small waist?! i'm not an easy fit.)

after my, not gunna lie... glorious find, i headed towards intimates to find a new fun bra to go with my new fun dress.

i was excited.
i mean.. i love to shop.

however what i found when i got there...
just got me down.

one after another, bra after bra... for some odd reason, they just didn't fit.
finally after realizing no amount of cinching, pulling, or readjusting of my boobs would do the trick.. i raised my hand and asked for help.

the woman in the store walked over, we had a chat, and....

you know her fix?!
you know what she said would alleviate all my bra woes?!

..... a SMALLER. CUP.
to fit my, apparently, SHRINKING GLOBES!

uuugghhh.... son of a B*TCH!

in the weight-loss/weight-gain rollercoaster ride that is my life, apparently.. the one thing that has decided not to play along...

is my BOOBS.
and that ain't cool.

wait, what?! no. NO. i don't fit into last summers dresses because they're too small... how are my bras, then... too BIG!?

this. is not. good.

i've never been a B-cup in my life. NOT EVER.
but what choice do i have?!

defeated, with my tail between my legs, i turned back towards the racks.
as i was about to put my C-cups away, just down the wall... something caught my eye.

no way. no. NO! i don't wear those.. i dont need them! i've NEVER needed them...

... but what if i...

as i glanced around, to see if anyone would look.. i gently, quitely, snuck towards my hope.

wooooonderbra!
and padding galore!

like a kid in a candy-store i grabbed one in each color, rushed back to the fitting room, and tried them all on.

after wiggling around enough to get accostumed to the fit, i turned towards the mirror, glanced down and..

whoa. they really work!

pleasantly surprised, with spirits lifted, i marched out of the room, right to the cashier, and layed them all out.

"so.. did any of these work for you, dear?!"

"ha! um.. yeah."

... like you wouldn't believe!!

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huh. so..

apparently sometime in the last 10 mintues i had some sort of out of body experience and.. signed up to run a half-marathon.. yet again.

beeecaussssssee.... the last one went so well!?

what in the f*ck!?
i honestly don't know how it happened.

and now, i'm screwed.
so..

sweet.
looks like the training shall commence.. OTRA VEZ!

oy.

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oh, and?? one more thing?

i just received this:

and i have two things to say...

one. i haven't been dumped that many times. (once. once, to be exact.)
and two... WHERE IS HE!!!

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the race this weekend was easy cheesy cherry pie. bold and i weren't really worried about anything but having a good time, and.. i think it shows.

hopefully bold learned a thing or two about race day photos (i.e. looking crazy = more photos) and enjoyed the run as much as i did!

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i know.

i know. you're expecting a recap.

I KNOW!

unfortunately tuesday morning my boss informed me that... basically... the company didn't win enough (read:: any) contracts, so after i finish this demo project i'm working on... unless it magically wins us some more work, (which.... yeah.) then..

i'm out of a job come Oct. 30.

high five for contract work!!!! WOOT!

needless to say i'm in a bit of a scramble, and recapping my now what seems like extravagant 6 day weekend just doesn't fall too high up on the list.

i sowwy.

BUT KNOW THIS!!!

aj doesn't go down without a fight. so... as soon as i figure something out and nail down my next move (HA!!! i've been working on that for years now. who am i kidding?) i'll be back.

in the mean time, here are pics from the weekend. it was good times. enjoy :)

jill and i in Aspen. where, um... yeahhhhh.
so. aspen's expensive.
shopping in aspen's even MORE expensive.
and now, dropping 200 bucks on an omg totally cute this is so presh i totally have to have it shirt kinda.. i dunno.. seems a bit.

ya know.

WRONG!!!

friday night bold and i ventured out to meet my half-sister. for the FIRST TIME EVAH!!!
t'was quite the evening. all i knew was that she was half-way related to me, and had brown hair.
entering the restaurant, bold and i basically went on a sister-shopping-spree.
me: "i dunno.. think that could be her? she's kinda... i dunno.."
bold: "tall. she's tall. no way she's related to you. NEEEEXT!"

yeah. went something like that. when finally she arrived and...
well.

he was right!
go figure.

saturday morning, after a delicious breakfast and an interesting packet pick-up
me: heaving... after walking from the car to the pickup..."uhh. bold. do you think its a bad sign that i'm already out of breath??"
bold: laughing... "uhhh. well... "

we decided i was obviously in the kind of shape that is so elite, so supreme, that a simple little two-hour hike up a mountain was..

no. big. deal.

so off we went!!
where we saw signs warning us about bears.

how could this be bad?
i mean really....

sunday was race day, and... quite the event.

bold and i were knocking down PR's like nobody's business until mile 7 where.. i dunno. the elevation. several days in such an altitude..
it proved to be too much for me.

so i took a nap.

20 or so mintues later bold snapped the above image, roused me from my slumber, and we soldiered on.

a typical AJ race. what can i say?!
*wink*

after the race was all said and done (check out bold's blog for our medal pic) he and i met up with Lawyer Girl.. (middle chick above), a few of her friends, and my new bloggy friend, HEATHER!!! (above with bold) at the Rio for some banananasty mexican food and... some swinging good times.

all in all it was a great trip.

and... i think i just recapped it for you!
who knew!?

anyway, i'll do my best to post more in the coming weeks but.. well...

obviously i'll have a few other things on my mind. so bare with me, and just know.. i'll be back.

i'll ALWAYS be back!

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unfortunately my flight last night didn't get me home until after midnight so my weekend race report/celebrity something is going to have to wait until i wake up a little more.

HOWEVAH.. i figured i'd give you a little something to snack on in the form of my FAVORITE race photo EVAH. pictured above.

whats with the weird stance, hand gestures and attack like look on my face!?!

well.. it was mile 11+. and i may or may not have charged at the camera yelling "when is it OVER!?!"...

i can't be sure.

either way it was a phenomenal weekend, and as soon as i down like 16 more caffeinated beverages, i'll have a race/weekend recap up for your reading pleasure!

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