I ran and I ran and I ran January 31 2005
Ok…welll I ran…only 8k but OH IT WAS SUCH A GOOD 8K!
I missed it soooooo much
More than I even knew.
I
Feel
SO
Good
Pamalama Got Drunk and it didn’t take much
So my little sister came to visit this weekend and we decided to have a couple of drinks that evening….well…you can see how the evening progressed….
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And on sunday.
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Also on sunday was a birthday…Brendan’s. So with 4 hours sleep and a bottle of wine behind me I roasted a chicken…baked a cake (from scratch of course). Filled the cake (chocolate whipped cream) iced a cake (blue blue butter cream icing) and got it all on the table but 7pm (shoulda been 6 but hey…did I mention I was exhausted!)
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Did I run?
No.
I did however go out for coffee on Saturday afternoon and some guy HIT ON ME!
Even my lezzie sister noticed. I mean sure…he wasn’t exactly attractive? I mean…yeah he was wearing high top nike basketball shoes and tight black jeans…but still he thought I was hot….or at least not dead…and clearly not married. Anyway..it doesn’t matter…I skipped home to tell Chris all about it. Well I told him he was HOT and owned a bar (instead of sooooo not hot and FREQUENTS a bar) . Oh yeah…he might’ve hid it welll (REALLY well) but he was jealous.
So today I am re-rested and totally running tonight.
Guess January 29 2005
Guess who over slept and didn’t get up in time for my long run this morning? (with the group).
Guess wh’s feeling chubby and out of shape?
Guess who’s doing 12 (not much in the way of LONG) k this afternoon all alone on some farm roads?
POOPY ON ME!
Guess who’s finishing that bottle of chardonney (that I opened last night but only had one glass of cause I was RUNNING THIS MORNING!) tonight?
I need to get back to my regularly scheduled program. Monday is it…I’m am so there.
ACK!!!!!!!!!!!!
blarg January 27 2005
It’s SO cold here!!! I ran last night but only a short one. I know I’m a wimp wimp wimp. But I figured since I am not training for anything I can do what I want! I’m afraid I am going to loose endurance though. So I will heading out for Saturday’s group long run. Though I probably won’t do the 22k they’re doing. (Cause I don’t have to!)
Running is a chore for me right now. Odd because just 2 weeks ago I was SO enjoying it. It’s one of those things I guess. Not every run can be a perfect run. Sometimes it’s just a run and sometimes it sucks donkey ass.
Not that last night’s run sucked….it’s was just an effort…not a huge one either…but an effort none the less.
But I’m not grumbling….really. I’m just being lazy and I HATE that feeling. You know?
My first born will be 9 on Sunday. NINE!!!!! Years old! When the hell did that happen?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he would call me Mama and hold my hand while we did ANYTHING in the house.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he couldn’t tie his shoes?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he refused to learn to ride a bike?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he decided he hated all foods other than nutella sandwiches and cod fish sticks?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he made sweater vests his fashion statement?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he was learning to pee in the toilet and he dropped the lid on his junk and screamed like a girl?(Oh wait that really was yesterday)
He’ll be NINE soon. I can’t imagine that. Nine years ago I was confined to a hosiptal room with pregnancy induced hypertension…I was bloated beyond recognition and NOT happy about it at all. I was in the arctic and it got dark around 2pm…the sun didn’t even come up until 10am.
I was bitter and sick of the “bland food” menu I was restricted too..and that was before you got to choose was you liked. BAH!!They induced me on the 30th and it ended in a c-section….lovely. Bren was HUGE he was 9.2lbs but only 18 inches long…a little butterball turkey…heee.
He walked at 9 months
Spoke in tiny full sentences at 2.
He decided he wanted to be a meteorologist or geologist at 4.
He’s learning to play the bagpipes, but he hates it when I pack grapes in his lunch cause “no one else has them”
He’s our little geeky weirdo and we couldn’t be prouder.
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GAH! January 26 2005
It snowed.
AGAIN
And now? Before I go shopping? I have to shovel the drive way.
Mark’s right, it IS cross training.
Stupid weather!
