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for those of you that were brave enough to click my freaky link in the last post... i'm making it up to you.
with... seriously the CUTEST sounding laugh that i've ever heard.
hell...its almost enough to make me want a kid of my own!!!
....almost.
(is it bad that i find it equally enjoyable that he keeps toppling over and hitting his head?!
.. i'm just sayin.)
seeeeeeeeeeeriously creepy sh*t goin' on over here.
and maybe a little disturbing!?!
i bought my first toaster oven, rice'n veggie steamer, and pomegranate this month.
i don't know what that means, but.. it feels very adult.
... i'm not sure i like the implications.
on this thankgiving morning, while i get up the balls to go running in less than warm conditions, i wanted to update you all, and thank you for, something you were a part of back a few months ago.
most of you will remember my (or really naomi's) post back in july about sex/aids/early pregnancy, that asked for your help, in the form of dinero, for a workshop they wanted to put on. (is this the longest run-on sentence ever!? oy!)
well... the outpouring of blogger love was astonishing and we, the blogging community, raised enough money to help them put on what sounds like a very informative, hopefully first in a long line of many, workshop-festival-sex-travaganza!
to read more about it, head over to naomi's part of the world and!!?!
have a FANTASTIC thanksgiving day!
... "ok. so the man is going to sit forward on the mat. crossing his legs in lotus, or half-lotus (think: indian style) or whatever feels comfortable... and now the girl is going to sit facing him, with her legs straddling the man, and her thighs resting on his thighs...."
*ahem*
yeah.
welcome to couples yoga.
leetle piece of advice?!
don't let your yoga instructor set you up with "this really fun guy" just so you can attend.
because?! in yoga instructor speak?
"this really fun guy" means a 55 year old divorced dude who feels it necessary to wear tights and make somewhat crude "so.. ya got any handcuff for this move?!" comments.
ooh yeah.
my saturday night rocked!!!
then the thing is...
i'm scared.
i'm scared to death.
i thought i could do this alone. i thought i wanted out, i wanted my life back, back to what it was... i'd just quietly go about training, come what may, and it'd be enough.
but i was wrong.
a couple months ago.. i signed up for VIkingMan. a half-iron distance race in Burley, Idaho and... told no one. i didn't want the news to get out. i didn't want anyone to know... because knowing creates questions. questions create thoughts, and thoughts lead me to realizing.. in the end...
i'm still just really scared.
i thought if i stopped blogging.. if i stopped talking about it. stopped writing about it... just didn't ever mention it at all...
i'd stop being scared.
but it hasn't worked out that way for me, at all, and now... with IMKS looming in the distance...
fuck. fuck. FUCK. now what do i do?!
VikingMan is June 7th. in Burley... idaho, for god's sake. you know who's in idaho??!!
.....
exactly. NO ONE.
my parents have a cruise they can't get out of, i have zero friends that would even consider for a second traveling with me, and on the off chance that someone might care enough to maybe go with... there's a huge race in KC that weekend and.. well. everyone's booked.
and it just hit me. just a few days ago...
i'm going to do this alone. and ya know what folks?!
that sucks.
because as much as sometimes i really am just so sick of blogging, and don't like to run with other people, and am so slow on my gawd-damned bike that i'm alone most the time anyway, the truth of the matter is...
crossing that finishline with nobody there to experience it with..
just seems wrong.
if i can get past the what if i fail. what if i bomb. what if the hills are too much, i'm last out of the water, and can't make the cut-off time!!!?!?!?..
then the one resounding reply to all of it is...
but what if you CAN!!!?!?
so, i think its time to man up. stop trying to hide behind posts about new computers, slippery yoga mats, and kansas football (although come on.. its kansas FOOTball!!)..
because the truth of it is...
i'm training for my first half-ironman people.
screw Idaho.
HIMKS -- here i come.
whuuuuuut!!!?!?!
ironman kansas!!?! what?! when!? where!?! why?!?
well. lemme answer that fur ya.
IRONMAN KANSAS 70.3 ---- LAWRENCE KANSAS, BAY-BE!
that's right. ironman is coming to kansas... and not just kansas, but lawrence. KU. larry-ville, baby. and its gunna ROCK.
over at IM-HQ they just announced the addition of IMKS to the lineup and i. am. thrilled.
here's what i know...
June 15th 2008
lawrence
70.3 miles
and?!
hilly as fuck.
BUT!!! lemme just repeat this one selling point here peeps...
its in lawrence, people... home of the JAYHAWKS... and honestly... that's all that really need be said!
*grumble grumble*
my knee's been experiencing a lot... lot... of pain lately to the point where i'm seriously considering getting an MRI.
i screamed so much this weekend (ku game. not like... at somebody.) that i lost my voice sunday, and woke up this morning with what feels a lot like strep.
and?!
i'm attempting to give up caffeine, so i have a headache right now that just won't quit.
tuesday the 13th.
En martes, ni te cases ni te embarques
great. my unlucky day.
so. the yoga studio i go to is called Mark Blanchard's Progressive Power Yoga and is the first PPY satellite studio to be located outside of LA.
Mark Blanchard (shown above) is, apparently, some sort of hollywood yoga guru, with the DVD's, clientele and magazine reviews to prove it. i bring this up because this weekend.. or rather today through saturday... he'll be visiting our studio and holding classes for anyone interested in joining.
now... all week long.. and all last week.. and probably the week before... its been talk talk talk about Mark's visit, how amazing he is, how excited everyone is and...
well. all i've been thinking is.. who the hell is this guy?!
so, i just spent the last half hour reading up on him and um....
to say i'm a leetle scared would be putting it mildly.
in his own words.. "yoga should be challenging".. (yeah. um... apparently) and after hearing that the most hard-core instructor i've had yet spends half Mark's classes in child's pose...
wellllll... i dare say i'm in for quite the agony tonight.
however that being said... i'm also kinda stoked. this guy has worked with J.Lo, Andy Garcia, Drew Barrymore.. i mean the list goes on and on... and, how often does one get to work with someone of his caliber?!
not often enough, i say!
so tonight.. i'm going all in. hopefully i wont make a complete and total ass of myself.
but this is me we're talking about so...
i prob'ly will.
so... new house!?!
new set up.
yesterday in a fit of boredom -- its scary what i do (read:: how much i spend) when i'm bored -- i went out and hit "upgrade" on my entire work station. i'm officially loving life.
loving.
life.
*** phone rings ***
"hey you!!"
"hey. wha'cha doin?!"
"nada. driving home. i just got outta yoga."
"ahh. how'd that go?"
"it was good! i totally love it. i always leave feeling like i'm like all.. bendy, and stuff."
.. stunned silence..
*snickering*... "ahhh. uhh, interesting. ... okay."
suddenly, realizing all bendy might not have been the best choice of words, i try to correct myself..
to no avail..
"errr, uh. you know. i'm like all stretched out? er like, flexi--"
"YEAH. yeah... no, i know... i got it...umm.. "
..... silence. muted chuckles.....
*sigh*
so.
conversation with soccer boy went well... no?!
i can't see at all how i might look like an ass.....
HAAAAAAAAAAAAhahahahahahahaha.
i. cannot. stop. laughing.
even i, a lover of all things jayhawk and proud 2003 alumni just find this to be... absurd.
fantastically, beautifully absurd, but.. absurd none the less.
you ready?!
..... CURRENTLY, KU IS THE ONLY COLLEGE TEAM TO HAVE BOTH THEIR FOOTBALL AND BASKETBALL TEAMS RANKED IN THE TOP TEN.
how 'bout them apples... bitches!
HELL. FUCKIN. YEAH. is all i gotta say to that.
and yes. the profanity really *is* appropriate.
(also?? fully aware i am setting myself up for so much disaster later on in both seasons.
but ya know what?!?!
i. don't. care!)
i love my team. i LURVE MY TEAM. i love them. i heart them all over the place.
... in other news, i'm the most horrible person ever and plan on ditching hallmark girl and our plans to watch the homecoming game at a bar in order to attend the game, in person, with soccer boy.
but.. hallmark girl's got a boyfriend, so...
i'm sure she'll understand!
*wink wink*
(also, for any jayhawks out there planning on attending the homecoming game... there's a BLUE OUT planned, so dress accordingly!)