Back at last, back at last, thank God Almighty I'm back at last!!! Ok, maybe that's a little over dramatic. My internet at home has been down and work's been getting in the way of my blogging and catching up. Now I'm connected at home! Yippee!! I think I'm all caught up on blogs too. I can't believe all of our races are coming up so soon!! Won't be long before I'll be giving my pre-race countdown.
Here's a weekend recap...
Conway got me a 1/2 day at the spa for by b-day. That was back in May but I'm just now cashing it in. I was excited to get a massage for the first time as an athlete. (at least that's what I like to call myself now) I told my masseuse what I had been doing and she said Oh yeah, I can do all kinds of things for you and thus the torture began. She was a bigger girl and could really lean in and get down deep. I'm glad she couldn't see my face when she started on my sciatic nerve. WOWZA!! That hurt so good. When I flipped over I tried to act like I know what I'm talking about and asked about my TI band. She said oh you mean your IT band, yeah, TI is more a solo artist (ha get it... a little pop culture reference... anywhoo) since I hadn't really had any noticible pain like some runners get I wasn't real sure were it was. Well, let me tell you,I found out super quick!! She said THIS is you IT band and starting rubbing and pushing on it. After an initial grunt, I swear I couldn't breathe for a minute. Yeah, you found it alright!! She showed me a few stretches and moved down to my feet. Usually when I wake up in the mornings my feet are SOOO STIFF I walk around like I'm an 80 year old woman until they get loosened up. She worked on those for a while and then played the drums on the 2 knots in my neck. I try to stay loose when I run but about the time I notice I'm tensing up, I have no idea how long I've been like that. After the massage was a facial, lunch by the pool then a mani/pedi. I swear I felt like Madonna or something with all that pampering. Thanks Conway!! Love You!!
On to my run.. Ok, I don't know what it is but apparently the freaks like to come out on Sunday mornings. The last time I ran into one was at Cameron Park. Yikes! This time I parked in an empty parking lot people use in the morning to run by the river. I noticed a couple parked next to me that looked like they just got thru with a bike ride. She was changing out of her bike shoes and he was changing out of his.....KILT?!? WTF?!? I know people usually don't wear anything under their kilts and I didn't look after I saw him stepping into shorts UNDER his kilt. Dude!! you were in a Surburban!! If your bike can fit back there you can surely go back there and change your clothes.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Over the Shoulder Boulder Holder
Yes friends, we're talking bras today. Well, I'm talking about the problem I've had with my sports bras today. See, I'm what I guess would be considered large chested. I think that's part of what some people say when they tell me you don't have the body of a runner. Here's the problem.. When you're running you can't have them flapping around everywhere so you try to get a good supportive sports bra. If it's too tight, the 3rd and 4th side boob that it creates gets squeezed out and under you armpit like when you have a hole in your toothpaste. Not comfortable. If it's too loose they're flopping around everywhere and killing your back and shoulders.
I've noticed a problem when I go on my long runs. Apparently, I have some bras that are too tight. 1 has underwire in it and that rubbed a blister on 1 boob, the other has seams that make my t*ts look like they've been attacked by Freddy Kruger. Conway is having none of this and frankly it hurts. So I broke down and went shopping on the Internet for a new one. I hate bra shopping. Most bras my size are full coverage. Do you know how sexy full coverage is??? Not that I have to worry about being sexy when I'm running but it's still the fact that I'm shopping for a bra which I hate.
Oh, I know we all want what we don't have, but seriously, why would you want a couple of fat bags on your chest. Yep, that's all they are: bags full of fat. Yes, they fill out a dress or sexy top well but other than that they aren't really that functional on a day to day basis. Trust me they're more trouble than they're worth. I mean, I don't want to be nails on a 2x4 flat but maybe if I got down to a nice ripe peach size. Minus the fuzzies of course.
I've noticed a problem when I go on my long runs. Apparently, I have some bras that are too tight. 1 has underwire in it and that rubbed a blister on 1 boob, the other has seams that make my t*ts look like they've been attacked by Freddy Kruger. Conway is having none of this and frankly it hurts. So I broke down and went shopping on the Internet for a new one. I hate bra shopping. Most bras my size are full coverage. Do you know how sexy full coverage is??? Not that I have to worry about being sexy when I'm running but it's still the fact that I'm shopping for a bra which I hate.
Oh, I know we all want what we don't have, but seriously, why would you want a couple of fat bags on your chest. Yep, that's all they are: bags full of fat. Yes, they fill out a dress or sexy top well but other than that they aren't really that functional on a day to day basis. Trust me they're more trouble than they're worth. I mean, I don't want to be nails on a 2x4 flat but maybe if I got down to a nice ripe peach size. Minus the fuzzies of course.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Rednecks in Tank Tops
These sightings have been way to frequent lately. It needs to be addressed, so here goes....
Dear Sirs
Please do us all a favor and STOP wearing tank tops outside of your home. I'm talking to you "wife-beater in public boy that thinks this is such a nice look you need to tuck in the shirt around your gut and belt it with some nice jeans and you Mr "I'm going to cut the sleeves off my old ratty ass t shirt and then cut down the sides of said t shirt so my gut can hang out and you can get a side man-boob show". There must not be a woman in your life, she would definitely tell you this is a no-go.
Hey Camera-people, stop filming drunks in the stands of sporting events wearing team shirts that were either bought without sleeves or converted that way. They usually have their arms up screaming like maniacs for their favorite team. Trust me, no one wants to see wispy underarm hairs blowing in the wind.
Would it kill you to do a bicep curl every once in a while?? I'm talking more than a one armed 16-oz curl, redneck.
I may consider giving you a pass if you're built like Mr T and your arms can't physically fit in a normal shirt... but I doubt it. There really is no excuse for this fashion faux pas.
Dear Sirs
Please do us all a favor and STOP wearing tank tops outside of your home. I'm talking to you "wife-beater in public boy that thinks this is such a nice look you need to tuck in the shirt around your gut and belt it with some nice jeans and you Mr "I'm going to cut the sleeves off my old ratty ass t shirt and then cut down the sides of said t shirt so my gut can hang out and you can get a side man-boob show". There must not be a woman in your life, she would definitely tell you this is a no-go.
Hey Camera-people, stop filming drunks in the stands of sporting events wearing team shirts that were either bought without sleeves or converted that way. They usually have their arms up screaming like maniacs for their favorite team. Trust me, no one wants to see wispy underarm hairs blowing in the wind.
Would it kill you to do a bicep curl every once in a while?? I'm talking more than a one armed 16-oz curl, redneck.
I may consider giving you a pass if you're built like Mr T and your arms can't physically fit in a normal shirt... but I doubt it. There really is no excuse for this fashion faux pas.
Monday, September 21, 2009
9.5 in China
It's Monday... yippee ...
Actually, I had a pretty good weekend. Conway surprised me by taking us to a nice restaurant here in Big W, Diamondbacks. We don't usually make it to nice restaurants. Not even for holidays or celebrations so it was nice to go "just because". He knew I had a big run on Saturday so it was a nice relaxing evening. I did have a couple glasses of vino. You can't just drink tea with scallops and dee-lish crab cakes can you? No ma'am.
On to my run.. I got out to my parents house in China around 7:30. It's nice to have a "home base" since I run by myself and have to take numerous potty breaks. Plus that area isn't really overpopulated yet and I thought it would make it a nice quiet run for me. I broke up the 9.5 miles into 3 legs. 1st leg was an easy 1.5 mile warm up around the neighborhood and back to moms to pee. 2nd leg was 4.25 miles and I was ROCKIN'. This was mostly because I was on a highway shoulder where the minimum speed was somewhere in the 95-97mph range. I was trying to book it off that sucker as fast as I could. Back down Yankie, which is a little farm road. It's nice when the country isn't too far out from the city. The fog was still on the ground and some longhorns were waking up and moving around. Rabbits were running around. I've found you never see just 1 rabbit so if you see 1 running be on the lookout for his buddy. I passed a guy building a fence. I mean, driving T-posts and 5-7 lines of barbed wire. This was a serious fence. He looked at me when I went by him the 1st time like I was crazy. 3rd leg was tough, it was starting to get hot and I was getting tired. I like running places where I haven't run before because I don't have landmarks telling me what's coming up. I just have to keep going. Well, when I saw Arnett, the 1-mile stretch back home, you would have thought I found the yellow brick road! Back in the day I would have said "You want me to run what? A mile? Are you going to chase me?" Getting to the end I passed the fence builder again. He said "You just run round and round?" I said "Yeah" (at least that's what I think I somehow managed to get out) he said" WHOOOO WEEEEEE" I was like "Hey man, you're building a fence... by yourself... this was easy compared to that" After that, 9.5 was behind me and I was off to my nap.
Here's a recap of that afternoon... The Bears losing at home + George's tent = too many beers
I was exhausted that evening. We went home and watched the Horns win, then off to bed.
Sunday, the Bucs lost and so did the 'Boys. Booooo
Actually, I had a pretty good weekend. Conway surprised me by taking us to a nice restaurant here in Big W, Diamondbacks. We don't usually make it to nice restaurants. Not even for holidays or celebrations so it was nice to go "just because". He knew I had a big run on Saturday so it was a nice relaxing evening. I did have a couple glasses of vino. You can't just drink tea with scallops and dee-lish crab cakes can you? No ma'am.
On to my run.. I got out to my parents house in China around 7:30. It's nice to have a "home base" since I run by myself and have to take numerous potty breaks. Plus that area isn't really overpopulated yet and I thought it would make it a nice quiet run for me. I broke up the 9.5 miles into 3 legs. 1st leg was an easy 1.5 mile warm up around the neighborhood and back to moms to pee. 2nd leg was 4.25 miles and I was ROCKIN'. This was mostly because I was on a highway shoulder where the minimum speed was somewhere in the 95-97mph range. I was trying to book it off that sucker as fast as I could. Back down Yankie, which is a little farm road. It's nice when the country isn't too far out from the city. The fog was still on the ground and some longhorns were waking up and moving around. Rabbits were running around. I've found you never see just 1 rabbit so if you see 1 running be on the lookout for his buddy. I passed a guy building a fence. I mean, driving T-posts and 5-7 lines of barbed wire. This was a serious fence. He looked at me when I went by him the 1st time like I was crazy. 3rd leg was tough, it was starting to get hot and I was getting tired. I like running places where I haven't run before because I don't have landmarks telling me what's coming up. I just have to keep going. Well, when I saw Arnett, the 1-mile stretch back home, you would have thought I found the yellow brick road! Back in the day I would have said "You want me to run what? A mile? Are you going to chase me?" Getting to the end I passed the fence builder again. He said "You just run round and round?" I said "Yeah" (at least that's what I think I somehow managed to get out) he said" WHOOOO WEEEEEE" I was like "Hey man, you're building a fence... by yourself... this was easy compared to that" After that, 9.5 was behind me and I was off to my nap.
Here's a recap of that afternoon... The Bears losing at home + George's tent = too many beers
I was exhausted that evening. We went home and watched the Horns win, then off to bed.
Sunday, the Bucs lost and so did the 'Boys. Booooo
Friday, September 18, 2009
Meth addicts should not work drive thru windows..
I went to pick up some pasta for lunch today (you know carbing up and loving it) and I'm pretty sure the guy working the window was some kind of drug addict and I'm assuming it's meth. I mean, what happened to your teeth Dude!?!?!? This wasn't like "That kid could eat corn on the cob through a picket fence" kind of messed up, they were tiny and looked all shaved down and jagged and overall just jacked up! Why don't you put that kid on the line or something?? Definitely not in the window, when he's the last thing you see before diving into your food. Seriously... Ugh...
Happy Freakin Friday!!
Happy Friday!! Well, today I'm focusing on hydrating and carbing up. 9.5 tomorrow! I have it mapped out and everything. Pit stops, drink stops and all. I'm focusing this run out towards my parents house so I can use their bathroom and not have to worry about walking in on some half naked guy. (Always a plus)
We're going to Baylor's home opener tomorrow! They play UConn and we have some bad-a seats. Look out George's tent!! Conway even said he wanted to get a Baylor shirt to wear to the game! He must really love me. I love the George's tent. Since BU is a good Baptist school there's NO drinking on campus. While the stadium is off campus it's still considered an extension of campus I guess. So George's, local bar/restaurant, set up a tent across the street from the stadium where they sell beer and LOTS of it. They have TVs set up so you can watch all the games, they sell burgers and sandwiches, it's just one big party. We get there a couple of hours before the game, booze it up, walk across the street to the game, follow the Exodus back to the tent at halftime and then sometime in the 3rd or beginning of the 4th if BU is losing go back. (I really hope BU pulls through a few wins this year. That Big 12 Conference is a B*tch!!) We'll be there tomorrow (after my nap after my run) so I'm sure I'll be carb-reloading. (An important part of my training I'm sure.) I hope all your favorite teams win and win BIG this weekend!! Lastly...
HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SIC'EM BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Got the bug???
I already told you how I got the bug. How I got hooked on this whole work out biz. Well, I'm out there beating the drum and trying to give this bug to everyone I can. I just feel so great, I have to pass it on. I've challenged my bro, Transcam and SiL to run in the Turkey Trot with me here in Wacko. It's a 5k through hilly (or should I say Mountainous) Cameron Park. (Hopefully, minus the creepy bathroom guy) SiL and I did the bootcamp together but since then she's pretty much fallen off. Hopefully it will be easy for her to get back on track. Why is it so hard to get into a routine but so easy to get out of it?? Transcam well, he plays a lot of golf. Other than that he isn't the "exercise" type. He is younger than me so, he has that going for him.
I mean, I'm so pumped up when I tell everyone about my training they get the bug too. (Well, some of them do. Some of them still don't understand why I run if no one's chasing me) Chuck's wifey (Chuck is a whole other story... Broke the mold when they made that guy) emailed me yesterday about couple of races in Big D asking if I wanted to squeeze them in before San Antonio. Lannabanana has decided to start training too. Her b-day is in May and she wants to run a 1/2! So I'll probably be working on #2 soon! (Hold up sister... better just focus on making it through #1 first) I told her about my training and told her I would give her all my tricks and websites/blogs I go to so you guys can motivate her too!!
Also, thanks to the Redhead, I've really been looking into Muddy Buddy and trying to get some teams together. I almost have Conway talked into it. He's super supportive but I'm not sure he wants to get out there with me yet. We're all really competitive so if I can put a friendly wager on our finishing order maybe that will give our friends the extra motivation they need. (Of course I'll post the betting lines as soon as I can hehe)
On a side note... What is "a runner"?? I've been told I don't have the body of "a runner". or "I never pictured you as "a runner"" What the hell does that mean?? Is that because I have boobs and a butt?? (Just because I haven't run those off yet doesn't mean I won't) Is it because I'm 5 feet tall and don't have the stride of a gazelle?? I've also been told by the o-so-sensitive men I work with that for me, running a 1/2 marathon is like a whole one when you consider the steps I have to take compared to a "normal" person. Funny guys...
I mean, I'm so pumped up when I tell everyone about my training they get the bug too. (Well, some of them do. Some of them still don't understand why I run if no one's chasing me) Chuck's wifey (Chuck is a whole other story... Broke the mold when they made that guy) emailed me yesterday about couple of races in Big D asking if I wanted to squeeze them in before San Antonio. Lannabanana has decided to start training too. Her b-day is in May and she wants to run a 1/2! So I'll probably be working on #2 soon! (Hold up sister... better just focus on making it through #1 first) I told her about my training and told her I would give her all my tricks and websites/blogs I go to so you guys can motivate her too!!
Also, thanks to the Redhead, I've really been looking into Muddy Buddy and trying to get some teams together. I almost have Conway talked into it. He's super supportive but I'm not sure he wants to get out there with me yet. We're all really competitive so if I can put a friendly wager on our finishing order maybe that will give our friends the extra motivation they need. (Of course I'll post the betting lines as soon as I can hehe)
On a side note... What is "a runner"?? I've been told I don't have the body of "a runner". or "I never pictured you as "a runner"" What the hell does that mean?? Is that because I have boobs and a butt?? (Just because I haven't run those off yet doesn't mean I won't) Is it because I'm 5 feet tall and don't have the stride of a gazelle?? I've also been told by the o-so-sensitive men I work with that for me, running a 1/2 marathon is like a whole one when you consider the steps I have to take compared to a "normal" person. Funny guys...
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