Don’t even ask how it came to this.
Month: April 2011
If at first you don’t succeed, change into dry clothes and try again!
OK, so this happened:
I tried to run in the hail, you guys. (Full disclosure: the lowest point on the graph was when I tried to hide under a tree.) I only headed home when the hail started pelting my face and threatening to blind me. Yeah… that’s what happened.
My sweatshirt, shirt and capris were soaked, so I changed into a whole new outfit and put on my trusty baseball cap. Then I enjoyed the following run with a beautiful view of a rainbow (sadly not a double rainbow):
Can you tell that 3 miles is my go-to distance?
I skipped the hills and just went to the trail since the sidewalks in my neighborhood were full of slippery death after the storm. In 3 days, I will run, jog and/or walk a 10K, but I will not eat sh*t down a hill and crutch a 10K!
The good news is that the pretty steep hills I ran before/during the hail incident were not as bad as I thought they’d be. I think hills are mental. If I don’t freak out about the four major hills in the 10K course, I’ll be fine.
Slow and steady wins finishes the race!
Ummm, yeah. About four minutes into my run, it started HAILING. I decided to WTFU and kept running. Then it started to hail harder and I hightailed it home.
0.79 miles, 7:48, 9:55 pace. Oh, and now it’s SUNNY. Guess I’m going back out in wet shoes!
WTF, Seattle??
GPOYW: Gonna go run some hills!
[messy room]
I may or may not have filled one of Aaron’s desk drawers at work with approximately $30 worth of various Reese’s candies, including — but not limited to — the varieties you see here.
I almost did it yesterday on his actual birthday, but I didn’t want him to eat himself into a Reese’s coma before dinner.
(He REALLY likes Reese’s.)
(I’m a VERY bad person.)
icon Grill
No running tonight. Just…
Fried macaroni and cheese.
Wild mushroom and goat cheese ravioli.
Grilled beef loin with red wine bordelaise.
Birthday cupcake!
A fab birthday dinner! Photos by Aaron, the waitress and me.
April 12.
I dated a string of guys who were not good for me. Then I decided to stop dating for a while and wait for someone really, really great. Here’s what I learned:
Wait for the guy who will run slowly with you even though he can run much faster without you.
Wait for the guy who will offer to help you move before you even start looking for a place.
Wait for the guy who will become text buddies with your mom so he can make sure to find you exactly the right Christmas present.
Wait for the guy who can’t wait to introduce you to all his friends and family, and when he does, it’s obvious they’ve already heard all about you.
Wait for the guy who will make you grilled cheese sandwiches and take the burned ones for himself.
Wait for the guy who will suffer through an entire season of watching The Bachelor just so he can spend Monday nights with you.
Wait for the guy who is always either right by your side or cheering you on as you try new things and tackle your goals.
Wait for his 25th birthday and write a blog post about how awesome he is…
Wait for him to read it and get all embarrassed…
And then let him know that he was worth waiting for.
I’m wishing a huge, super-fantastic HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! to this guy.
He makes my days bright.
Baby. I’m. BACK!
It felt good to run a bit on the faster side tonight! After being cooped up for a week and holding back on my last run for fear of re-aggravating my leg ouchiness, I wanted to push myself, and this was a very satisfying three-miler.
I found that my legs did not hurt when I really focused on having good running form – holding myself up tall, keeping my feet straight, leaning forward slightly and trying to land on my midfoot. Sooo… good running form = less pain? Huh.
I’m not exaggerating when I say that I’m pretty sure I get hotter and sweatier than most people while exercising, and I took off my long-sleeve shirt 1.5 miles in (I was wearing a white tank underneath). On my way back, a sketchy dude gave me a looong look and a creepy smile, and I think that contributed quite a bit to the speedy last mile.
Thanks, sketchy dude. Do you mind hanging out around mile 5.5 of my 10K?
Bahaha! I think I look silly on a bike. This one’s from when I was 14 or so. It gets the job done, though!
We got a little off course and ended up in a random nature preserve full of winding trails. Very pretty place to get lost!
Went a total of 8.6 miles due to getting sidetracked, but I saw pretty much the whole course. MY GOD, there are some huge hills, and one RIGHT at the beginning. Any time goal I had in mind was already out the window with my injury, but now it’s REALLY out the window.
New goal: Push myself. Finish. Smile!
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