I have never uttered the words "I will complete a marathon one day" I actually believe people who have these types of things on their bucket lists or feel like it is some sort of accomplishment are absolutely ridonkulous.
Who runs for fun? Running is like the devil himself! I am just saying...boobs bouncing don't feel good, iPod ear buds getting stuck to sweating arms and popping out of ears every 5 minutes, and of course I mean your health! Running is supposed to be health happy...but my heart does not like to beat out of control, my feet don't like being slammed into concrete every few seconds (which reminds me of the new trend of barefoot running! That is another blog in itself) and my knees which already took the brunt of all my peppy gymnastic and cheerleading energy before the age of 20 are screaming "ENOUGH ALREADY"
So though I would love to eat taco bell everyday (it's been a really long time) my 16 year old inside does not have a good relationship with my over 30 body, thus...back to the running board!
I still will not utter words about a marathon...instead I decided that I should do Muddy Buddy. Check it out http://muddy-buddy.competitor.com/what-is-muddy-buddy/
The running doesn't scare me as much as the biking! Hope I don't crack my skull...or a fingernail!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Burstin with Fruit Flavors!!!
It is the little things in life that make me want to do a forward roll...
Starburst outdid themselves! There might be dive roll action going on pretty soon!
They took those delicious fruit flavored goodies (or what I call my favorite candy) and made an all red pack! FLAVOREDS! Now I don't have to cry when the first one is orange :)
Starburst outdid themselves! There might be dive roll action going on pretty soon!
They took those delicious fruit flavored goodies (or what I call my favorite candy) and made an all red pack! FLAVOREDS! Now I don't have to cry when the first one is orange :)
Kudos, Starburst, Kudos!
Monday, June 21, 2010
First day of Summer...say what??
I live in Texas.
They should abolish this "First Day of Summer" crap. It has been over 90 for the last month and the heat index was well over 100...if that ain't summer...I am not interested in the rest of summer because even the pool was not crisp refreshing this weekend!
I mean who doesn't love a warm bath in puddles of sweat?
Happy first day of Summer...I already want to rip all my clothes off.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Black Eye...the ambien effect
So I don't sleep that awesome. My fantastic doctor started prescribing me Lunesta years ago and it was the best thing since sliced bread! She told me, "take this after you get in bed! It will knock you out pretty fast!" and indeed it always did, not quite that fast. I would take it from my bathroom and never had problems hitting the ground before I could make it the 15 steps to my bed.
Although I was in love with Lunesta a little thing called insurance happened and well get real! I cannot spend $140 a month just to get to sleep, so the doctor re-prescribed me generic ambien! Better yet, he prescribed me 10mg! So for $11.81 I can cut those babies in half and have 2 months worth of beautiful sleep (cause you know I didn't get this pretty without my 8 hours!)
Generic Ambien works a little like Lunesta, gets me all groggy pretty fast, but again can walk from the bathroom to my bed no problemo!
A couple months ago I decided I wanted to get myself "off" ambien and see if I could do this sleep thing alone. SO, instead of cutting these little happy pills in half...I quarter them! That's right 2.5mg (now we're really talking money saver when instead of lasting 2 months they last 4!)
Again...easily make it from the bathroom to the bed, usually have a good 20 minutes for these tiny little things to kick in. Just enough time to settle in bed, read a good chapter or two, let my mind cease of all its wonderings and pass into slumberland.
What no fool has yet to tell me was STAY IN BED! So last night I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night (which really isn't all that random). I got up about 2 am headed for the bathroom, took care of business, and KAPOW! I mean, my center of gravity and all was jacked up if I didn't run smack into the bathroom door with my face! I can see at night in my room (the bat cave has holes, but that is another story) so it wasn't a dark issue.
If I ever wake to go potty in the middle of the night it is more like 5:30 or 6, you know right before you have to get up. But man somewhere between pass out and 2 am that medicine kicks in like a mo! (which conveniently is exactly what I yelled as my face smashed into the door...with much more gusto and a nice litte explicit to go with it!)
So as I got back in bed I pouted thinking about what my face might look like in the morning, because I do not turn on lights in the middle of the night and ruin even more sleep patterns. This morning I looked in the mirror and happily noticed that door had nothing on my face, except a tiny little bruise on my brow...which my over dramatic self proclaims "black eye".
Moral of the story is if you don't know how to use make-up...don't ambien and walk.
Although I was in love with Lunesta a little thing called insurance happened and well get real! I cannot spend $140 a month just to get to sleep, so the doctor re-prescribed me generic ambien! Better yet, he prescribed me 10mg! So for $11.81 I can cut those babies in half and have 2 months worth of beautiful sleep (cause you know I didn't get this pretty without my 8 hours!)
Generic Ambien works a little like Lunesta, gets me all groggy pretty fast, but again can walk from the bathroom to my bed no problemo!
A couple months ago I decided I wanted to get myself "off" ambien and see if I could do this sleep thing alone. SO, instead of cutting these little happy pills in half...I quarter them! That's right 2.5mg (now we're really talking money saver when instead of lasting 2 months they last 4!)
Again...easily make it from the bathroom to the bed, usually have a good 20 minutes for these tiny little things to kick in. Just enough time to settle in bed, read a good chapter or two, let my mind cease of all its wonderings and pass into slumberland.
What no fool has yet to tell me was STAY IN BED! So last night I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night (which really isn't all that random). I got up about 2 am headed for the bathroom, took care of business, and KAPOW! I mean, my center of gravity and all was jacked up if I didn't run smack into the bathroom door with my face! I can see at night in my room (the bat cave has holes, but that is another story) so it wasn't a dark issue.
If I ever wake to go potty in the middle of the night it is more like 5:30 or 6, you know right before you have to get up. But man somewhere between pass out and 2 am that medicine kicks in like a mo! (which conveniently is exactly what I yelled as my face smashed into the door...with much more gusto and a nice litte explicit to go with it!)
So as I got back in bed I pouted thinking about what my face might look like in the morning, because I do not turn on lights in the middle of the night and ruin even more sleep patterns. This morning I looked in the mirror and happily noticed that door had nothing on my face, except a tiny little bruise on my brow...which my over dramatic self proclaims "black eye".
Moral of the story is if you don't know how to use make-up...don't ambien and walk.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
My favorite stupid people
You know when you see someone do something and all you can think is "Really?!"
My favorite "Really" situation happens at the gym. My gym parking lot is pretty small, so the options are parking in it or parking in the mall lot (basically attached by a walk way). So my favorite is when you see a gym goer constantly circling the gym stalking the parking lot looking for a spot when in fact, they could already be in the gym working up a sweat if they had simply parked at the mall and took the 15 extra steps to get to the front door (yep! I counted out of curiosity).
Rounding a close second are people and exit doors. Next time you are at a store that has both the option to push the door open to exit or have the door automatically open, watch people it is super entertaining! While leaving Target the other day I watched a girl somewhere around 16ish. She walked up to the "PUSH" to open doors and when they didn't open she looked around confused and bewildered that they didn't just open automatically for her. So instead of just pushing and proceeding to the parking lot...the girl seriously turned around and walked 5 feet to the left so that the doors would part for her. I couldn't tell if it was pure laziness or if she were just that stupid! But in all reality, so many people do this, every day!
My favorite "Really" situation happens at the gym. My gym parking lot is pretty small, so the options are parking in it or parking in the mall lot (basically attached by a walk way). So my favorite is when you see a gym goer constantly circling the gym stalking the parking lot looking for a spot when in fact, they could already be in the gym working up a sweat if they had simply parked at the mall and took the 15 extra steps to get to the front door (yep! I counted out of curiosity).
Rounding a close second are people and exit doors. Next time you are at a store that has both the option to push the door open to exit or have the door automatically open, watch people it is super entertaining! While leaving Target the other day I watched a girl somewhere around 16ish. She walked up to the "PUSH" to open doors and when they didn't open she looked around confused and bewildered that they didn't just open automatically for her. So instead of just pushing and proceeding to the parking lot...the girl seriously turned around and walked 5 feet to the left so that the doors would part for her. I couldn't tell if it was pure laziness or if she were just that stupid! But in all reality, so many people do this, every day!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Stalking 101
Stalking. Websters defines this (n.) Someone who prowls or sneaks about; usually with unlawful intentions.
Characteristics of a stalker: stealth like a bomber
pre 2000 Also known as: Drive By
I have done some stalking in my day, never with unlawful intention, usually more for entertainment, amusement, or pure boredom. (And that awesome occassion of proving a theory) In college my friends and I were notorious for it!
Floating back to college memories, there were few of us that mastered the ultimate stalking. First and foremost, NEVER GET CAUGHT. Second, if you do deny your booty off (unless of course they physically bust you), this is where having an alibi is so important. I could go into some classic stalking stories but really unless you were there they aren't that awesome.
2010. Stalking equals illegal. Well, I guess more as my definition of stalking it is just something you can't and shouldn't do. Why? Well because you just can't do it correctly. No on can. Technology...I mean are you going to update your facebook status to say "Stalking Little Johnny"? or tweeting about "doing a drive by!" That is just asking to be put on the crazy train.
What I have found interesting...text stalking. It is almost laughable, but it is for real! It is the constant and unwanted text by someone. I personally think texting is a poor answer to communication and should just go back into the black hole of doesn't exist. I mean I am from the "pre-cell phone" days which is so crazy these days to even fathom not having a mobile phone. Who wants to be able to be contacted 24-7 anyway?
Text stalking. If I text a person and they don't respond, I usually think "stupid AT&T" because they suck and I figured it got lost somewhere in text space. BUT! what if it is because they didn't want to respond? or don't like me? (that would never happen to me personally) Better yet, would you continue to text a person every day, for over a month, who never responds to you? True story folks! Gosh...I can take a hint and my ego can take a bruisin' that bad, but I guess some people are living on a hope and prayer that today might be the day you respond!
So unless it is 1997 and your actions cannot be traced! and those who think you cannot trace texting...ask your provider to start sending your bill with the conversations (this might keep you from 2 am texting as well!) text stalking should be considered jailable!
Next time, grab some balls, actually dial the number or better yet, try it old school style and do a drive by!
*In no form or fashion am I condoning drive by stalking as it is a really immature and most likely illegal thing to do, but in the spirit of my 18 year old self and the memories I can't let it go!
Characteristics of a stalker: stealth like a bomber
pre 2000 Also known as: Drive By
I have done some stalking in my day, never with unlawful intention, usually more for entertainment, amusement, or pure boredom. (And that awesome occassion of proving a theory) In college my friends and I were notorious for it!
Floating back to college memories, there were few of us that mastered the ultimate stalking. First and foremost, NEVER GET CAUGHT. Second, if you do deny your booty off (unless of course they physically bust you), this is where having an alibi is so important. I could go into some classic stalking stories but really unless you were there they aren't that awesome.
2010. Stalking equals illegal. Well, I guess more as my definition of stalking it is just something you can't and shouldn't do. Why? Well because you just can't do it correctly. No on can. Technology...I mean are you going to update your facebook status to say "Stalking Little Johnny"? or tweeting about "doing a drive by!" That is just asking to be put on the crazy train.
What I have found interesting...text stalking. It is almost laughable, but it is for real! It is the constant and unwanted text by someone. I personally think texting is a poor answer to communication and should just go back into the black hole of doesn't exist. I mean I am from the "pre-cell phone" days which is so crazy these days to even fathom not having a mobile phone. Who wants to be able to be contacted 24-7 anyway?
Text stalking. If I text a person and they don't respond, I usually think "stupid AT&T" because they suck and I figured it got lost somewhere in text space. BUT! what if it is because they didn't want to respond? or don't like me? (that would never happen to me personally) Better yet, would you continue to text a person every day, for over a month, who never responds to you? True story folks! Gosh...I can take a hint and my ego can take a bruisin' that bad, but I guess some people are living on a hope and prayer that today might be the day you respond!
So unless it is 1997 and your actions cannot be traced! and those who think you cannot trace texting...ask your provider to start sending your bill with the conversations (this might keep you from 2 am texting as well!) text stalking should be considered jailable!
Next time, grab some balls, actually dial the number or better yet, try it old school style and do a drive by!
*In no form or fashion am I condoning drive by stalking as it is a really immature and most likely illegal thing to do, but in the spirit of my 18 year old self and the memories I can't let it go!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
30-ish...
So everyone has this new trend of blogging. I am not quite sure why when facebook, twitter, and every other form of media seems to actually chronicle every move you make, hang on a sec gotta take a drink of water, then check my email, and scratch my head.
While I love facebook connecting with friends I haven't seen since college, some highschool, preschool, or yesterday I figure a BLOG is where it's really at...yes/no?
Most people know how much I talk and how much I love to talk so never fear this definitely will not stop Chatty Cathy here! I just have a whole heck of a lot more to say than I can get out in a day!
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So a little about me...I'm 30 (ish). I am holding on to 30 until it happens like I had pictured in my head since I was a little girl. I am sure at one point I thought 30 was old, but we all know it is the new 20 so in which case I am 21!
I'm still holding out for Mr. Right to come along, I am not picky or set too high of standards like some would say, I am simply not willing to settle for less than the best! My dad always said I was a princess and any man I met better treat me like a queen (I like the way he thinks!)
So until he comes to find me because I gave up looking long ago...I have my awesome dog, Kaia! She is my best friend, I mean who else lets you talk non stop, dress you up in whatever costume seems appropriate, takes spankings then snuggles up with you and NEVER talks back?
Recently I joined Southern Living at Home and trying to sell sell sell...look forward to my annoying emails/posts, etc. on the name change to Willow House coming August 1st!
And in other news...I am trying to get trained to be a core fusion instructor. Something like pilates that will rock your body! tick tock tick tock, waiting for classes, in the mean time I work out 6 days a week (you can't tell with all the food and beer I love to consume) but I enjoy every minute of it! Ok all but the 32.5 minutes it takes me to run those blasted 3 miles.
...stay tuned, I promise I can write your eyes off!
While I love facebook connecting with friends I haven't seen since college, some highschool, preschool, or yesterday I figure a BLOG is where it's really at...yes/no?
Most people know how much I talk and how much I love to talk so never fear this definitely will not stop Chatty Cathy here! I just have a whole heck of a lot more to say than I can get out in a day!
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So a little about me...I'm 30 (ish). I am holding on to 30 until it happens like I had pictured in my head since I was a little girl. I am sure at one point I thought 30 was old, but we all know it is the new 20 so in which case I am 21!
I'm still holding out for Mr. Right to come along, I am not picky or set too high of standards like some would say, I am simply not willing to settle for less than the best! My dad always said I was a princess and any man I met better treat me like a queen (I like the way he thinks!)
So until he comes to find me because I gave up looking long ago...I have my awesome dog, Kaia! She is my best friend, I mean who else lets you talk non stop, dress you up in whatever costume seems appropriate, takes spankings then snuggles up with you and NEVER talks back?
Recently I joined Southern Living at Home and trying to sell sell sell...look forward to my annoying emails/posts, etc. on the name change to Willow House coming August 1st!
And in other news...I am trying to get trained to be a core fusion instructor. Something like pilates that will rock your body! tick tock tick tock, waiting for classes, in the mean time I work out 6 days a week (you can't tell with all the food and beer I love to consume) but I enjoy every minute of it! Ok all but the 32.5 minutes it takes me to run those blasted 3 miles.
...stay tuned, I promise I can write your eyes off!
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