Despicable Me...

Ok so here's the thing, I haven't ran since the Chocolate Run. I know, so despicable! I'm not even going to try to justify it to anyone because I'm not truly sure that anyone cares about it besides me and I've already accepted the fact that I haven't run and that I've gained weight (in my opinion). I will attribute the weight gain to my body being swollen from travelling.

After the Chocolate Run I decided that I deserved a break. I took that next week off. I didn't even really go on the wellness walks at work (maybe 1 day) because I was super slammed at work and with the upcoming business trip I knew I couldn't just take my time at doing things. Yes, believe it or not, I actually concentrated on my work. In the famous words of my coworker: Awwwww you still care! So then came the weekend and I had too much going on between the kids activities and preparing for this trip. Believe me though, I wasn't feeling too sad about not running at all. Did I go to the hotel fitness center during my trip you ask? Of course not silly willy! Why would I do such a thing? My workout consisted of the once (if not more) a day I took the stairs instead of the elevator while going between my room and the hotel bar in the evenings. That is a whole other blog that I'm not going to get into right now.

Will I run tomorrow to get back into my routine at work?

*shakes magic 8 ball vigorously*

Social Networking and the ties that bind

I've been waiting for the day that I ran that 5k so I could just blog about whatever. Don't look at me like that, I didn't want to mix my thoughts. Anyone that knows me, knows that I am easily confused. So just to bring you up to speed, I had a long week and while preparing for this business trip had to actually turn on my computer to download a couple movies to watch on the plane. Since I was on I wanted to listen to some music. I logged into ustream and automatically went to the Red Room (Krupt Mob Radio) thinking Bumpy Knuckles would be supplying us with music but that channel was offline. In the meantime, I check my email and see that the Dugout (Delasouls Dugout)was broadcasting. It had been a long time since I'd been in the Dugout but I thought what the heck. In logging in I was immediately saddened to see the passing of Nikki (Nikki410). I must say that this is one of the best tribute mixes, ok best mixes I've heard in some time now. Any DJ that can and will mix any genre altogether and blend it well is an awesome DJ to me. Anyway, in wanting to check resources (as is almost always necessary with anything on the internet these days) I saw that I was a couple days late in hearing this saddening news. I read a blog by the always beautiful Reko Suave regarding the passing of her dear friend Nicole. So this brings me to my topic at hand.

Sure I've blogged about social networking before, but that was more along the lines of our (as a society) addiction to it. This is slightly different. While I still feel that we are addicted to social networking in some form or another I am going to speak on the ties that bind aka friendships formed on social networking. I don't care who you are, you will always form at least one friendship through social networking with someone that is on the other side of the city or the other side of the world from you. It's happened to us all. Unless of course maybe you are that extra cautious facebook only user that is only friends with those relatives or friends known for years already. I can honestly say that 99% of you that are reading this have never met or seen me in person much less heard my voice, yet a good 65% of you have come to know me through our interaction on social networking. Sure, this is a risk that many of us take in social networking interactions but it is a risk that I'm almost always glad I took. And who's to say that taking a risk on social networking is greater than taking a risk in person with meeting someone new? Oh look at me, going on a tanget already. Let me get back to what I really wanted to say before I stray to another branch of this topic.

My point of this blog is actually to discuss the actual friendships made through social networking. Don't even think of trying to tell me that you can't have an actual friendship with someone you've never met in person. We can go back and forth until you are blue in the face about this but I will never dispute the fact that I've made some wonderful friendships with people I've never met in person and I'm not sure that I will ever have the pleasure of doing so. There are a select few that I would love to meet in person and make that bond stronger. I'm not saying I don't want to meet others because I'd love to but there is a certain bond that I've been able to form with this select few. How is it possible for people to have such a strong connection with someone they've never met/seen/heard in person? Why are we sometimes so trusting with people we've never met in person and probably never will yet we are withdrawn from our real life friends?

To read a blog about a friendship formed over the internet and see how these two were able to have such a beautiful friendship warms my heart. To read how they considered each other "best friends" yet have never met in person may make someone question their sanity but it gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling that you only get from a true bond. It's unfortunate that it was written due to half of that bond rising above to Rest in Paradise. While I would love to write about how I've been able to form some friendships with Ms Parker and Sweetbacck this isn't what this one is about. Another time ladies. Sure, I have other other friendships with more than these two but I would be listing names for days.

I am getting the feeling that I'm about to just start rambling so let me just throw a ball at you all to reach out to those that you have made those bonds with. Strengthen those ties that bind. Let them know while they are still here that thanks to social networking you consider them a friend. Don't wait until it's too late. I personally have a habit of waiting until it's too late with those I see/know in person. There is no reason I shouldn't be able to reach out on social networking (even if I deactivated my facebook and don't see myself reactivating it anytime in the near future) to let someone know that I care.

Now I know that I'm going to miss someone and said someone's feelings will be hurt but please know it's not intentional. I'm just listing those that come to mind right away while I'm focused. (in no particular order) Delasouls Dugout/KMR/Breakfast Club/NKOTB/ShrugLife
Jillzworth
Exclusivejdm (Kaz)
Orgnl
Sweetbacck

Ms Parker
HotMixPrinceJay
Rustym2k
MrKinetik
devlsadvoct
barineau
KalJ
Saleem_1305 (Stillmatic)
Trackfiends
Trinidread
Catf1sh
JordansGirl81 (Pants <-I don't care!)
HeidiJo98
GmgDiva...Windy...
Gabboucla
Coriluvnthedon
Jazzy_Jasmine
Alauderdale
and 50 million of the GMG Divas that I actually keep in contact with every now and again.

(The first ones listed are the first ones that I followed on Twitter aside from NKOTB "friends". Back to the dugout days)

Now if you weren't mentioned don't get your panties in a ruffle.

sidenote: There are a couple I no longer interact with on social networking but I deemed it necessary to mention them.

Shout out to Eddie B Swift for that wonderful set in tribute to Nikki410. You got me through this blog. Yes folks, it took me this long to write just this little bit.

3 Month Anniversary

So I still can't believe that today marked 3 months since I quit being a "Butt Head" and quit smoking cigarettes. Some days I don't even think about it and then every once in a great while I think about "what if I had one?" It has become so natural for me but I know that I'm not in the clear just yet. I was smoke-free for over a year before and out of spite I started smoking again. Such an easy habit to pick back up. I believe that the only reason it has been so easy for me is the fact that I felt really sick the day I quit and I had the upcoming 5k's to look foward to. Now that those have passed I am really thinking that I am going to hit some bumps in the road.

Not much has changed in the last month except my weight. Even with me running 2 miles 2-3 days a week and walking 1.5 miles 2-3 days a week I have still managed to gain about a total of 15-20 lbs now. That is altogether not just in the last month. I still don't feel that I've changed my eating habit but there are those days I catch myself just snacking all day. With this weight gain it has brought my spirits down. When this happens I am unbearable to be around because I just don't care what comes out of my mouth and I tend to be very hurtful and mean. I even had to take a break from all social networking, basically twitter since I deactivated my facebook and who really goes to myspace anymore? I figure that if I don't have anything nice to say then I just need to keep to myself because I have been known to seriously hurt some feelings.

Aside from being mean, I didn't notice any serious moodswings in the last month. This is a good thing right? I don't believe that I am so quick to snap anymore. Either that or it has become such a normal thing for me that I don't notice it as being odd. Perhaps I need to ask some of those that are around me often...or not, because I don't really want to bear that guilt.

All in all I do feel great. I just see my weight as a minor but huge downfall and I will have to find a way to one day work harder at fixing it. Like I mentioned before, my son finally noticed that I quit smoking. Shows me how much my children really do pay attention to me. I think it is funny how when some people find out I quit smoking, they tell me they didn't even know I did smoke. I'm not sure if that really is a good thing or not but I'll take it as one. At least I know I wasn't a stinky smoker all the time.

I will end on that note... Keep praying for me because I know this is something I will have to deal with the rest of my life. Never know when I will really want to start again...hopefully never, but you just never know.

Thank you to those that put up with me on the regular and to everyone that is supporting me in this. Even just a "way to go" means a lot to me.

America's Sweetest Race - Hot Chocolate 15k/5k

Before I begin I'd like to note that there is so much I wanted to blog about this past week but when I had any downtime to actually sit down and write, I was fast asleep. Actually having to take time off work to play taxi for my children is a full time job in itself when they are this busy. Working, playing chauffer, coaching cheer and playing mom = one exhausted woman! Needless to say I only ran on Monday this week and walked Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday and Friday I worked instead of participating in any outdoor activities. So I'm just going to let it all slide and continue foward because I did it! I crossed the finish line on two feet, running! As opposed to my previous thoughts of me crawling across on all fours.

Thursday night (inbetween dropping my son off for mma classes and dropping off my daughter for cheer practice) I went to pick up my packet for the Hot Chocolate 15k/5k. I was so excited and after picking up the packets for the Color Run (both which benefit Ronald McDonald House Charites - New Mexico) I knew I should pick up my own since they have merchandise for sale. Packet pick-up was yet again so easy it seemed like a dream. You could literally be in and out within 5 minutes (if you are only picking up your packet of course). After buying the hoodie I wanted since seeing it on Facebook, and those that know me know how much I love hoodies, we were on our way out. Now of course I bought my daughter a shirt since she was pissed that she couldn't run because it interferred with her cheer and myself a shirt. In the parking lot was the "RV" with chocolate samples from the HC Tour Crew and I must say that it was some of the best chocolate I have tasted in a while.



Friday night I went back to packet pick up with my "goodest" friend aka Running Regina (HA! I finally found a name for her) so she could find a shirt to wear for the run. While we looked at the merchandise again the kids fully indulged themselves in samples of chocolate. Remember the shirt that I bought the previous night? Well even though I really wanted the pink one that I bought it fit me much like wet spandex - no exaggeration. So I bought me the orange one in the next size up and it's truly amazing what a difference one size will make. I also bought me a "running" shirt to wear for the race. Running Regina also bought herself a cute top to wear for run day. Now let me add that since she had someone else pick up her packet for her she had no idea that there was merchandise for sale. After getting everything together and deciding what to wear for the race I decided that I was not near as ready as I had hoped I would've have been after trying to prepare for the past 3 months. My son had decided that he didn't want to run with me but that he wanted to volunteer. Good for him! So off to bed I go because I need all the rest I can get in order to make sure I can give this run every effort I got.



D-Day - Saturday September 29. 2012

Alarm goes off at 5:05am. I hit the snooze a couple of times before I actually rolled myself out of bed to jump in the shower. I get myself dressed, brush my hair into a tight ponytail and lace up my shoes. I wake my son so he can get ready to go volunteer. I had every intention of being downtown no later than 630am. Unfortunately, that is when I was leaving my house. I arrive downtown around 15 minutes later and meet up with my "goodest" friend Running Regina. After dropping my son off with the other volunteers, we head to gear check and the porta-potty. We then meet up with our other friend from work Jogging Joanne. With about 5 mintues to spare, go time for the 5k is 715am, we head to corral B.



The National Anthem is played and then off we go. First off is corral A. Now mind you I had set and started my nifty phone application and had to reset it. Oops! A couple of minutes later it was "On your marks, get set, GO!" for corral B. Ok so really it was more like a cap gun to signal it but none the less it was the begin of my first "timed" 5k. This is what I had been preparing for for the past 3 months.

Off we go and as I had expected, Running Regina was off and lost in the crowd within 1 minute of the race beginning. I was with Jogging Joanne for a good couple of minutes, making our way through the crowd, then it happened... I looked down and you'll never believe this, but my darn shoe was untied. Now if you've ever attempted to run/walk/jog with me in real life you would know that my shoe is always untied. So anyway, I make my way to the side to be able to tie my shoe without being run over by the other runners. As I was up and ready to get back to running I realized that I had lost my groove. This was the absolute worst because I was doing so good and keeping a steady pace. When I started my first portion of walking to recover I swear about 200 people passed me, no exaggeration. And here I thought we began at the back, where did all these people come from? When I reached my first mile the counter said 13 minutes and about 30 something seconds. This was a downer because I haven't had that long of a mile in a very long time so I knew I needed to put some immediate pep in my step! My second mile was clocked at 26 minutes 33 seconds (according to the counter at the second mile mark). What made me laugh before I hit the 2nd mile though was a line of cars stuck at an intersection. I couldn't help but laugh and think how much it sucked to be them stuck there having to wait for the runners to clear. They had to have beent here already about 10-15 minutes and who knows how much longer. I would have been pissed if that was me stuck having to wait for a bunch of runners. Anyway, I was getting hot at this point and decided to take off my jacket and tie it around my waist. I also had to pocket my sunglasses as they were staying fogged up. The outside temperature was definitely rising. At this point I was in a groove with a few other runners, not that they were aware of this. They would jog past me while I was walking. Then I would jog to catch up to them and pass them while they walked or slowed down. When I would walk they would catch up to me, then pass me. This went on for about the last 3/4 mile of the 5k. It worked though because this is what got me to the end of the race without giving up and walking the rest of the way. So thank you to those anonymous runners/walkers that got me through this. When I saw the third mile marker and counter I saw it said 39 minutes and 30 seconds. What is it with me and 30 seconds? So anyway, I thought to myself that I can't run a tenth of a mile in less than 30 seconds even if I sprinted as fast as I could. So I just kept my steady pace and when I actually passed the third mile the counter was over 40 minutes.

I DID IT! I crossed the finish line, on two feet and still jogging. Straight from the finish line to the "Chocolate" line. I immediately found Jogging Joanne in line so I jumped in with her as we attempted to look for Running Regina. A few minutes later Running Regina called to let me know she was picking up her finishers mug and would meet me on the other side. While waiting in line I calculated my running application and figured I finished slightly over 40 minutes. My phone application stopped on my a couple minutes in and I had to restart it.



Can you believe she had the nerve to stand there in front of us and indulge in her chocolate while we drooled? She went through my son's line so I jumped lines to go through his. Shortly after getting our "Finisher's Mugs" Jogging Joanne went to go find her husband.



In the meantime, Running Regina and I indulged in our chocolate for Dipcision 2013. In our "Finishers Mug" we received apple slices, rice krispy treat, banana, pretzels and a marshmallow for dipping into the chocolate fondue as well as a cup of hot chocolate. Talk about a chocolate party! My favorite was the apple slices dipped in chocolate. Bananas and chocolate are great too but I was pleasantly surprised with the apple slices and chocolate.

We hung around for a while longer to see the 15k runners cross the finish line. While doing so we went to gear check to pick up my bag. When we stood up we almost fell over laughing because we left butt sweat marks on the concrete bench we were sitting on. Now I'm sure you are all thinking that this is TMI but it was so funny that I had to share it. The only thing funnier was when I took my jacket off (I got cold after cooling down and put it back on) and had a boob sweat mark on my shirt. Don't judge me, I just ran/walked 3.1 miles (5k) and I sweat....SUE ME! In waiting around for my son to finish his volunteering we heard the top 3 of both 5k and 15k winners announced. The first place winner for the 5k finished in 19 minutes and 31 seconds. He was 13 years old! Using my calculations I did .22 miles in 2:41 then reset and did 2.95 miles in 35:56. When adding that in my head after finishing I came up with over 40 minutes. My personal goal was to finish in under 40 minutes. In my mind I wanted to finish in 36 minutes which would meet my 12 minute per mile goal that I registered with. So my mind was obviously not thinking clearly so I don't want to hear anything about my awesome math skills. When the results were finally posted online I couldn't find mine. I knew I finished in the 40 minute range but couldn't find myself. The counter at the 3rd mile told me so. Eventually I found my name and I was in shock. My final time was 38:18. Yes folks, 38 minutes and 18 seconds and I was so excited and pleased with myself. While I didn't meet my personal goal of the 12 minute pace per mile I did meet my personal goal of finishing in under 40 minutes. This was my personal best for running a 5k! Running Regina finished in 26:32 and Jogging Joanne finished in 35:49. In looking at the results I saw a few other people I know, including a cousin, that also ran. I had no idea. Another one of our friends that used to work with us finished in 26:29 and that was hilarious because Running Regina was quite upset that she was beat by her. They basically crossed at the same time.

Overall I had a great time and while the Post Party wasn't as fun as The Color Run the chocolate definitely made up for it. Perhaps I should send a suggestion email that they need to have a DJ or something so there is more of an audience when the winners are announced. It was kind of like: Ok I crossed the finish line, I received my chocolate, now what? May as well go home. Then again, what do I know? This was my first 5k race. I definitely look foward to next year. In the meantime I will have to decide on which one I will attempt to complete next. Now only if my dear friend across the country would let me know which 5k we are going to take part in together life would be grand. Special note to her: If I can do it then so can you now hurry your tush up!

Thank you to everyone who came along and stayed for any part of this Journey to 5k with me. Stay tuned for tomorrow's celebration (it marks 3 months).

Journey to 5k - 2 Mile Mornings - Weekly Update

Man, this past week has definitely been an eventful one. I'm just going to start by saying that I am very thankful that we are allowed to have this "wellness walk" time at work otherwise I'd never be able to find the time to get any sort of cardio activity in. I did have an interesting conversation that was one of those "duh" moments after the face, but we will get to that later.

I've been averaging 3 "2 mile mornings" and 2 "wellness walk" mornings per week. Last week I really had it in my head that I was going to be able to complete 5 "2 mile mornings" this past week but naturally that didn't happen. It is amazing how exhausting it can be to get paid to run 2 miles (or walk 1.5 miles) and live a normal (or not so normal) every day life. You don't want to really hear about how busy my life is with my son playing soccer and taking mma classes, my daughter being on 3 all-star cheer teams and a school cheer team, and me working full time while coaching the school cheer team (last year I coached two) so I won't bore you with all those details. So instead let's recap this last week.

Monday - 2 mile morning Tuesday - 2 mile morning Wednesday - wellness walk (1.5 miles) Thursday - wellness walk (1.2 miles - see below) Friday - wellness walk (1.5 miles)

Ok so I lied. I just looked at my handy dandy notebook....I mean phone application to double check. Ok so I'm sure none of you laughed at my Blue's Clue's reference but whatever. HA! So anyway I remembered incorrectly, that's how mush my brain is lately. Perhaps this is a great way to lead into my conversation this week with my "goodest" friend. I sure do talk about her a lot don't I? Anyway, one day early in the week we were talking after changing to run how dry she was. Her mouth was dry basically. I kind of laughed at her because we live in the desert. Everything is dry out here. Anyway, the next day I noticed that my mouth was extra dry. It is a strange feeling because no matter how much water you drink it doesn't help the problem. Nevemind the fact that I didn't think about the fact that my lips have been dry lately. I feel like I'm putting chapstick on 50 times a day. So we get to talking on Thursday morning before the "wellness walk" about this. She mentioned how her cousin told her to drink some gatorade because she could be drinking too much water and flushing out all of her electrolytes. During our conversation we went over how much water each of us should be drinking and I, for the most part, drink more than enough each day. Of course there are those days where I don't drink nearly enough water. Granted, I don't drink much soda (Coke for all those that I have the Coke vs Soda vs Pop conversations with). So anyway, we decided that we were going to try to drink some gatorade each day to try to replenish ourselves with electrolytes to see if we notice a difference. Now mind you, we had also talked about how "old" we both feel from achy bones and throbbing muscles all of a sudden. Sure we went through all that when we both first started running in preparation for our upcoming events but we shouldn't really be feeling it all over again right? Anyway, I convinced her on Thursday to walk a different route (she wants to begin running this route eventually) so I could stop by the gas station so I could get some gatorade. Funny thing was I had bought some the night before but forgot to grab it before work. She had stopped before work and got her some. This is why our walk was shorter than usual this day. Anyway, Friday neither of us felt as dry and as exhausted but we still didn't run that morning. Of course over the weekend I haven't had any gatorade but I really haven't done any sort of cardio activity. Now let me add something to this. I was talking about this with my mom and she mentioned to me about making a concoction of kool-aid and orange juice. Apparently this is what the doctor prescribed when I was younger and sick. This is supposed to be more full of electrolytes. I had completely forgotten about this until she mentioned it but the memory came flooding back after she said it. I remember it being pretty good when I was little. We'll soon find out because I will be making this at some point in the week. That reminds me, I forgot to tell my "goodest" friend this.

That is all I have for you today and I'm exhausted all over again. Until next time... **edit** I almost forgot to mention that my son finally noticed that I quit smoking. It's been almost 3 months and he just now noticed. Show's how much they pay attention to me. I guess my daughter noticing a month late isn't that bad after all.

2 mile mornings - Weekly update

So by now I'm sure you all think this when I post the link to my blog updates:



But in any case, I thank you for taking the time to read my updates. Eventually I will even get back to a normal blog of my thoughts versus just my running/workout (or lack there of) updates. There are times that I want to blog then I think to myself and remember how I'm just doing my "Journey to 5k" udpates right now. After the Hot Chocolate Run I will update in any way that I please. Talk about a roller coaster yet to come.

So let's get to the last week. I could've sworn that I had updated more last week than I did. So since my last update I walked on Wednesday, then Thursday I had my best day yet when it comes to 2 mile mornings. Along with my best overall time for completing the 2 miles I also had my best time for the mile! I was completely stoked for the rest of this day. I couldn't be any more proud of myself. *pats self on back* I just need to work at shaving off another minute (30 seconds per mile) from my total time to be at my goal for the Hot Chocolate Run in less than 2 weeks. In discussing this with my "goodest" friend we decided that perhaps the weather was a big factor in this. With last week feeling like the beginning of winter instead of fall it didn't feel like we were running through the Sahara. I really enjoyed the cooler weather for running, although, I'm not sure I'd enjoy it to be much cooler. Friday I didn't log anything using my handy dandy phone app but if I remember correctly we did walk and it wasn't such a great time but we still walked (1.5 miles) none the less. Can I just stop here and gloat some more on my awesomeness from last Thursday? No? Ok, moving on...



So we remember the saying from above right? Well that is my motto for today (Monday). Basically, in comparing time from last Thursday I added 3 1/2 minutes to my overall time. I'm not even going to waste your time or my time with some lame excuses, but intsead tell you what happened. I was set and ready to go, walking to the end of the parking lot to warm up before I started the dreaded uphill run. Then my phone rang. I didn't recognize the phone number but I answered it anyway. It happened to be a Parent calling me regarding Cheer. Have I mentioned to you that I also coach cheer? Well this will be my 3rd year coaching and with that I often receive phone calls with numbers I don't recognize. Anyway, y'all almost let me go into a tangent. So I had a parent on my phone asking me questions and as much as I wanted to, I couldn't be rude and cut the phone call short. So I continued walking at a decent pace (in my mind) while answering the questions. By the time my phone call was finished I was already a quarter mile into my route. At this point I decided that I was just going to walk the first mile and try to make up some of the time on the 2nd mile which is all downhill. It's amazing how a small distraction could throw someone off so much. In the end I had a pretty good time for the 2nd mile but the first mile we just won't even discuss. Could I have done better regardless of the phone call? Yes! Should I have done better on that first mile regardless of the phone call? Yes. However, I did neither but I still went and that is all that matters right? Oh, have I mentioned the afternoon walks I try to go on at 3 times a week? (my non-cheer practice days) I did run my handy dandy phone app last week and found out that it is .64 miles around the parking lot which is the route that we talk for the afternoon walks. So some days I'm doing more than 2.5 miles altogether.

So this is all I have for you today. Until my next update...

2 mile mornings - 9/11

I saw that one day and loved it! It's always nice to have a reminder for motivation. What I love about it is that it can be motivational for anything, not just running/working out/etc.

Today was another 2 mile morning. I went yesterday by myself and decided to change it up a bit. It is so easy to fall into habit when you take the same route day after day. While I did take one of our 2 routes for 2 mile mornings, I changed it up by going the opposite way. I was thinking that I would have more of a downhill run and hoping that I would have a better time. Boy was I wrong! I believe that I actually ended up doing more of the same just more uphill in the beginning versus the middle of the route. Although, I did enjoy having more shade in the last half of the run/walk. Today I had company and was pretty stoked about it. While one of my coworkers said he would go slow with me at my pace, I knew better. So there were four of us that were going to "run" today. While I started out slowest because I wanted to walk to warm up until I reached the end of the parking lot I soon was on my own. Oh, excuse me, another coworker went last minute so her buddy stayed with her at her pace. What a great friend. The other two were way ahead of me outpacing each other it seemed. In the end I felt that I ran more than I had been doing. I even had the best time yet for a 2 mile morning. I was pretty excited about that, well as excited as one can be when struggling to breathe. I beat my previous times by at least 30 seconds and in my eyes that is a huge deal. GO ME!



Now today is 9/11 and being American it is a special depressing day. A day where everyone flocks to social networking to say where they were on that fateful day 9/11/01. I will spare you all my story as it's not very exciting. Anyway, I got to thinking. Yes, scary thought I know. So before I start going on a tangent let me share my thoughts. My dear friend once told me (and wrote it in her blog if I remember correctly) that if she has to run more than 2 miles for anything it's not worth it. Basically if someone is trying to rob her and they chase her that far then they can just have it. Well being that today is 9/11 I was remembering a video on a tv show I watched the other night where it showed candid video when the Towers were collapsing and the people running to get away from it. So I thought to myself "Self, sure you would never be able to escape it completely but by being able to run at least 2 miles without stopping or walking you would have a better headstart than most". Then I saw something that said "Don't bother running, you'll only die tired". I'd at least like to think that I attempted to get away. Just a little food for thought.

Ok now I'm tired and will start rambling if I don't end this right here.

OH WAIT...

Today was funny. I was in the bathroom at work and a coworker walked in. Now mind you it was stinking in there so I had to make it clear that it was not from me. Yes, I work with some stinky females that have no shame. But that's neither here nor there. We got to talking when I made it known that it wasn't me and after laughing she brought up how I quit smoking. She congraulated me and I think I stood a little taller. This is coming from someone that I've seen try to quit and hasn't been able to yet. *pats self on back* Only about 2 1/2 more weeks until I hit 3 months of being smoke-free.

Ok now I'm done.