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1.30.2007

Are you effing kidding me?

It's just about 7:30. And I'm still at work.

...on hold...with some folks in Omaha, NYC and Chicago...for oh....two and a half hours now.

...all trying to get our team the access to send an e-mail on behalf of one of our executives. Really. This is absurd. I've talked with no less than 7 different people and this is just creating one ginormous shit storm.

I'm on the verge of having a hissy fit. One.Big.Fat.Massive.Hissy.Fit.

I really hate technology. Really...really...really...effing hate it.

I just want to go home. Have dinner. And relax.

...and maybe go cry a little bit...

:sigh:


Editor's Note: I left work around 9:15ish...home by 9:30...and ready to just put myself out of my misery.

1.28.2007

The first day of school...

*cough...ahem...cough* (clears throat and says in her best Legally Blonde Elle Woods voice)...

Today was like the first day of school...only funner!!!!!

After a fantabulous brunch with Mouse and 2 of her crazy chicas, Mike and I headed to our local YMCA to meet with the folks in the enrollment, er I mean membership dept and get a tour of the facilities. It was totally like the first day of school...

...you know, where you roam the halls trying to figure out where everything is...making sure your classmates aren't psychopaths and that the place is sanitary and all that jazz.

Well...the place checked out with us. And before we knew it, we plunged into lane 2 of the pool and off we went.

It was quite a pleasant surprise for me (especially since I had been dreading the swim since the thought of a triathlon)...I could go into all sorts of fun little details for ya...but to make a long story short....let's just say, I ruled the pool.

I tried to cover the 660-yard distance in the triathlon...but I didn't exactly keep track, but I'm pretty sure I came close, if not over that distance. I did a few timed laps, too. I'm sure it's not impressive to you folks who were dolphins in another life, but I'm damn proud of my 50-yard freestyle in 55 seconds.

I rock.

That is all. Carry on with your regularly scheduled blogging.

Now I'm off to go into panic mode about the bike portion of the triathlon...because clearly, the swim isn't going to be as traumatic as I once thought...

Party on, campers....

PS...want to know who is better in the water? Go check out the OOSG's forthcoming post and make your own educated decision...or...just envision me with a big fat grin on my face... :D

1.27.2007

You want me to wear WHAT?

*gulp*


At least I don't look entirely ridiculous in this...(just slightly). And I'm not so much nervous about wearing it as I am petrified.
The last time I was in a swimsuit was...hmmm...our honeymoon...uh...two and a half years ago...or should I say 15-20 pounds ago?
But in all seriousness, it's not all too bad. And surely there will be other, sketchier folks in the pool...right? I mean, isn't it the prerequisite of all public pools to have at least one shady old man in a banana hamock? Attention should be diverted to him and not my thunder thighs...hopefully at least.
I'll report back with the first "swim" tomorrow. And I say "swim" because I'm not so sure just how much swimming will take place...I foresee a lot of water up the nose, flapping around like a fish outta water (except I'll be in the water), and maybe even an itty bitty bit of drowning...
...one thing's fo' sho'...it'll be interesting.
Because as of tomorrow, we'll be official YMCA-ers, and officially in tri training...
...weird.
I'm going to be a triathlete (a bit surreal)...but how can a non-athlete, like myself, even be a triathlete.

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1.24.2007

Signed, Sealed, Delivered...

Welp...after a few more days of deliberation...and talking myself into and out of the triathlon in Galena, I signed up tonight.

Mike signed up last night, and at one point almost killed me for my constant self-negotiation...

...oh the bike is soooooo hilly...oooooh the first time i'll ever be in open water is during the actual event....ooooh what if i'm last...oooooh what if i have a big, fat DNF...ooooh the elevation charts are so intimidating....oooooh what if i suck at the swim thing, cause you know i surely will...oooohhh....oooooh....oooohhh...waaaah, waaah, waaaah....lather, rinse, repeat a few dozen times and you get the picture.

SHUT.UP.ALREADY.

And so I did.

And decided to put up or shut up about the whole triathlon in 2007 all together.

And because I'm not one to go back on my word...

...I signed up.

And figured...if the race doesn't kill me, I'll at least learn something from it. Right?

Yes, I'm a bit nervous. But I'll get over it. I'll see how I fair in the water...and worst case scenario, I can always back down to the du at the 11th hour.

Should be fun. And hell, if I'm not having fun....it'll at least be entertaining for you to read about.


Dear Galena Triathlon,
Signed. Sealed. Delivered. I'm yours.

...just be kind to lil' ole me.

Love,
Barb

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1.22.2007

I'm Ready...

It feels like just a few weeks ago I crossed the finish line in Chicago, ending yet another great season with TNT. It's funny to think that Chicago Marathon training is going to pick up in just a short 2 weeks. I've thoroughly enjoyed my time off from training...I've been taking it easy for fear of burning out in the thick of official marathon training. I've had a few nice and easy runs sprinkled here and there, nothing crazy (obviously)...of these, I have found that my legs felt strong, I pushed myself to run further before stopping to stretch/walk, and when I do have to stop and walk, it's for a relatively short amount of time...like 10 yards...if that.

Which is brilliant, right? :)

So tonight is our TNT mentor meeting. It's strange to think that we'll start receiving our mentees as soon as the end of the week. A fresh batch of excited marathon hopefuls ready to take on 9 months of training.

I'm just ready to get this show on the road and get running "full time" again...

I know Mike and I won't do any serious half marathon training until the weekend group runs kick back into gear on Feb 10th. Once we start waking up at the crack of dawn on Saturday to head out to the path, it'll be easier to find our motivation on the distance front. The spring team will already be mid-mileage for the CMM half, and we should be able to jump in with ease into their schedule for some of the longer training runs. No biggie.

As far as the Galena Triathlon goes, we're signing up this week I think. I'm becoming less and less nervous about the open water swim...and becoming a bit more paranoid on the hilly bike ride. Is it bad that the thought of hopping off of the bike and running it up the hills has crossed my mind multiple times? There really are not any substantial hills out here in Chicago, which will make training interesting to say the least. I envision the course being very similar to the elevations in my parents neighborhood...you're always going up or down...there is very little flat land. Brutal. I'll have to head over to Waterfall Glenn and ride along the half mile stetch that's uphill over there.

I'm just patiently waiting for this snowy crap outside to melt so I can actually take ye olde bike outside for a spin...and hopefully not kill myself with the clips.

In the meantime, I think I'm going to establish a Friday Night Lamers Club (but with a more clever name). You know...for all the area runners who have to wake up early the following morning to run their buns off. I foresee lots of movies, games, pasta dinners and maybe even an evening at Grant Park or two.

Any takers?


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*Gasp* I almost forgot one major thing...THE BEARS ARE HEADED TO THE SUPER BOWL!! This calls for a bit of nostalgia...GO BEARS!

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1.17.2007

No More Junk

So I'm on a kick right now to sorta sift through the "junk" in my life right now. Within the past 2 weeks, I've managed to clean out my closet and donate 2 bags of clothes to Salvation Army, do a major overhaul of make up and bathroom schtuff I really don't use (I was shocked how much I had in there), organize the bedroom and my pile of scrapbooking crap that seemed to take over the corner, and I even threw away a ton of undies that I haven't worn in uh...close to a decade (yeah...ew...gross...i know!!!!)...I cannot believe I just admitted that. Eek! I must be getting old or something...

But in essence...I'm trying to get super organized...and I've never been one with strong organization abilities. But I'm making progress...and attempting to do so...
...see?


Now normally all of my running clothes are stuffed into the bottom shelf in my closet. But now...now they're divided and folded (by pants/shorts/ls tech/ss tech, no less!) and you can easily figure out where the hell that one tech shirt from that one race is hiding. Oh yeah...and my new clip shoes have their very own space on that third shelf. Now...I know this doesn't compare to Runner Susan's closet makeover...but this is MAJOR progress for me as a clutter bug. Maybe this weekend I'll tackle my dresser...
...or not...

We must be growing up or something because today, we met with....dun dun dun...a financial planner. What a big, scary, adult-ish thing to do. BUT...it had to be done. Because well...in 2007 we're in control of our finances...not the other way around.

I must say...it went surprisingly well. Learned a lot. Have some homework and research to do. Tons more questions to ask.
It was good.
Very good.
So yes...no running tonight since it's American Idol-palooza in our sweet little condo. Comfy jammie-like clothes...and junk food. Which I guess means I don't have to grow up entirely...at least not right now...

1.16.2007

Not Admitting Defeat

On New Year's Eve, Leah (who posted some absurd photos of Mike and I earlier today, by the way) articulated exactly what I really never truly wanted to admit (cause in my mind, I was convinced it was admitting defeat)...

"I know I have a full in me this spring...I just don't know if I want to train that hard right now." (okay, so it's not verbatim, but close enough...)

That's when I realized that sometimes even the best runners need a break in mileage from time to time. And while I know that I'm not the world's greatest runner, I--the back of the pack wannabe swift chick--understand that every once in a while you just have to cut yourself some slack. That changing the plan isn't defeat...it's smart. Sometimes it's needed.

...I will likely be resigning from the Nashville 26.2, and setting my sights on kicking some serious ass in the CMM half. Attempting to shave off more than a minute per mile. Walking away feeling accomplished and knowing I ran a good race. I want to run a smart race. I want a challenge that won't wipe me out. I want to be able to keep the momentum going directly into my Chicago Marathon training when I get back from Music City. Doing the half...and doing it right...I think, will make me a better...stronger...runner. It'll give me an ideal base for spring/summer marathon training. It'll be a quick recovery...one where I am capable of walking the following day. Heck, I might even be able to dance around like a maniac after finishing the half, rather than waddling and crawling home on all fours.

...and with adding triathlon training into the mix...brick workouts...evenings in the pool...and zipping along the lakefront with my new bike...it just makes sense to me right now...the logical decision...the right one...but most importantly, the smart one...

Afterall, I'd rather post a great time in the half and feel awesome rather than finish the full, feel deflated and likely be disappointed with my time. Honestly, I don't really have the drive to incorporate the necessary speed work into my routine to post the time I most desire. It's winter. It's cold. And when I wake up on mornings like today...with a negative four wind chill...going outside for a few miles along a frosty lake with wind gusts is the last thing on my mind. And as you know, I'd rather dig into my eyes with a spork than spend more than 45 minutes on a treadmill.

I know that my sub-5:30 'thon is reserved for Chicago--come hell or high water.

I've got a lot on my plate right now and I'm simply aiming to make my winter/spring training more enjoyable all around. So yeah...there's no reason for me to admit defeat...right?

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1.13.2007

Meh....what the hell...

I'm gunna have to do the open water thing sometime or another.

So what the hell...I'll just suck it up and do the full kit and caboodle in May.

...I'm approaching Galena as my practice "fun" triathlon (you know, the chance to figure out just how the hell transitions work and the whole tri vibe and actually see how I fair in the water)...and then I'll actually *attempt* to race at the Danskin Women's Tri in July.

So yeah.

Should be some good times.

I guess I just needed to sleep on it for a bit. It's on...

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1.12.2007

Du or Du not....or do I just Tri?

In May, Galena has its annual Triathlon and Duathlon. In the OOSG/Jayhawk household, this has been brough up in recent debates. Do we do it? Do we not? Does one of go and the other is there for support? If we do decide to do this one...do we do the du or the tri? Note that this will likely be the first du/tri event for both of us.

Mind you, this is more of a mental game for me than it is him. Because I'm...well...the queen of indecisiveness (it's one of the many queenship crowns that I wear).

So in yet another act of RBF co-dependency, I turn to you for advice.

The Du - 2 mile run--16.8 mile ride--4.2 mile run

The Tri - 660 yard swim--16.8 mile ride--4.2 mile run.

Now, initially I had been leaning toward the Du since lakes give me the skeevies (hey, in lake michigan you're apt to find a body in the water...okay, maybe not, I just threw that in for dramatic effect...really in lake michigan you get that gross weedy feeling of slimy things from down under grabbing at your ankles to draw you into their netherworld...ew...but i digress). But yeah...not so keen on the open water swim thing, but understand that if I want to do a tri, I need to pony up and get my feet wet.

Hah. I'm sooo cliche. Moving on...

The swim is only 660 yards...which is about a .375 mile swim. Regardless of it's short, sweet distance...open water swim still freaks me out just a bit. I can't remember the last time I put effort into swimming. I think the last time I was even in the water was on our honeymoon two and a half years ago. And lets face it, floating around lackadaisically on a raft in the british virgin islands doesn't exactly constitute swimming.



And that's only the beginning.



The bike...oh gah...the bike...the elevation chart is...uhm...intimidating to say the least. The last time I biked (which was a year and a half ago in San Fran) was a complete joke. Granted, we were on mountain bikes...but those hills were brutal. I was wimpy and would walk the bike up the hill. Mike was not amused. ...but the bike course in Galena is admittedly challenging as it winds up and down beautiful country roads. At least the back 8 miles of the bike are downhill for the most part...greeeeeat...let me build up momentum, fall off beacuse I am predicting I will be clippy shoe inept, and go tumbling to my death...





And then there's the run. Ain't no thang. 4.2 miles. Easy. Consider it done. ...but doing it after the other two events? That's questionable. I'm not a big fan of the jello leg sensation that is inevitable on this here event...or any tri for that matter.


Swim + Bike + Run = scary...overhwhelming...but in a good way. i recognize it's potential toughness.
Run + Bike + Run = not so bad. easy to stomach without having to worry about the swim. but just how much of a challenge will this be.

I want to walk away feeling accomplished and feeling like I've overcome a tough race. I don't want to set myself up for failure. I just want to go out there, finish, and not be handed a complete and total ass kicking by the time I reach the finish line.

:sigh: Doubting the unknown. Gotta love it. I'll sort it all out in my head soon enough.

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1.10.2007

The Early Bird Gets the Worm...

...and my worm is a marathon time under 5:30.


You're looking at the Chicago Marathon Early Bird Mentors for Team In Training.





That's right...we're a husband and wife, tag team, big, bad, mentoring machine.

If you can believe it, kick off is on Feb. 3rd and our first group training run is on Feb. 10th. Yes...we have signed ourselves up for nearly 9 months of training specifically for the Chicago marathon. If anything, it'll help us get our rears in gear for Nashville, the misc. triathlons we're doing and the smaller races we have our sights on.

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1.09.2007

Could it be...fate?

If this isn't fate, then I don't know what is...

However...the April date is out of the question since we're running Nashville. However, September is tempting...the only problem is, it'd be the week before the Chicago Marathon.

So is it doable? Or outright stupid?

1.08.2007

There's a new RBFer in town...

...and her name is Lauren. And she rocks. Hardcore.

Remember when you first started running? How excited and eager you were to get out there...but some days you really just wanted someone to motivate you to go further...faster...harder? Yeaaaaaah...that's your cue to go over there and give her some love as she trains for the Shamrock Shuffle, and ultimately the Chicago Marathon. She's going to rock that shit. :)

So what are you waiting for? Mosey on over to her blog and show her some love.

In running news...
Tonight, in the chilly Chicago air, Mike and I hit the running path and actually ran *gasp* together. I know, I know...there's a first time for everything people. I haven't seen the lake that calm and peaceful in a really long time. The lights radiating off of the water was truly beautiful. The forecast was predicting a rain snow mix earlier this evening, but luckily mother nature held out for us. It felt really good and we both got comfortable fairly quickly.

I thought the schedule called for an easy 2...and we ended up running 2.71. So in my mind we were all super, rockstar, overachiever runners. Aaaaaaaaaaaaand as luck has it, the schedule actually called for an easy 3. So it looks like we're just slackers. But whatever.

We ran from Oak Street Beach on the lakeside path until we hit that little bathroom shed a little bit before Fullerton. The outgoing 1.35 we were at an 11:11 pace and the return was at a 12:00 pace...only because I had to stop and stretch at the North Avenue bridge because my hip flexor was extremely tight.

So yeah. That's about it. Not too much going on in the land of the 'hawk. Christmas decorations came down this weekend...and our place looks bare. Work has been really busy. Not stressful busy. Just busy, busy. Which at least makes the days go by quickly. We bring the babies home on Saturday. And Phog is still mad that we've put him on a diet. At least he's eating when he's served now.

But now I must retreat back to college football. I really don't care who wins...but once this game is over, college hoops are here in FULL FORCE. And well...Kansas Basketball is where it's at. Bring it on, Big 12...bring it on.

Hope you all had a good Monday...

1.06.2007

My new lover...

Isn't she beaaaaaaaaaautiful?!



I think it could be love at first ride. And I have no idea what any of this means, but the combination of this techy-biker jibberish gives me one nice, smooth, fast, seemingly effortless ride...

'06 Cannondale R700 Feminine

The heart of a great road bike is the frame and fork, and with the R700 Feminine, Cannondale delivers a value-priced rig with a high-tech ticker. The lightweight combination of Cannondale's advanced women's-specific frame and Slice Ultra carbon fork yields a sweet ride, precise handling, and amazing climbing and acceleration. This excellent road rig also sports Shimano 105/Ultegra 9-speed components and smooth-rolling Mavic rims.

I'm just over here beaming! WOO!

1.03.2007

A century ride...and not the kind you ride on a bike.

I'm trying my damnedest to not to think of those two bikes right now. The thought only consumes me and I begin to obsess...over the bike...over tris...over triathlon goal times (*cough*2:10*cough)...over the Danskin Women's event in WI that I likely won't participate in...and all that jazz that falls in between. Maybe part of me is trying to talk myself out of the whole bike thing? More on that another day I guess...I'm still sorting it all out in my end, trying to weed through the "wahoo I'm getting a bike" excitement, and make sure that I'm doing the right thing. I feel like it's the right thing...but I'm second guessing myself.

Okay...so forget the traditional century ride. I'm taking you on a century ride...

...a century ride of random things about me. Brace yourself...cause Here.We.Go!


1. My name was supposed to be Megan Kathleen.

2. Apparently, when I was born my parents thought I looked like a Barbara Lynne.

3. My Aunt Barbara is convinced I'm named after her. (Hmmm...not so much.)

4. I've only met one other Barbara my age...that was randomly in college in my Coms 130 class. We were both shocked that another young Barbara actually existed.

5. In college, I was in a sorority.

6. I should've been paying house bills to Mike's fraternity though.

7. Before our junior year in college, Mike and I played a joke on a friend and pretended to be dating.

8. Jokes on us...we eventually got married.

9. My favorite random fact about moi is that there's a photo of me crying in Rolling Stone.

10. It was taken after the final Smashing Pumpkins concert in 12/2000 when the stage tech gave me MADM's set list.

11. Seven years later, I still adore the Smashing Pumpkins.

12. But I secretly love Justin Timberlake.

13. Sexy Back is my ringtone.

14. Tonight, Tonight is my cell phone alarm clock.

15. The processional at our wedding as an instrumental version of Tonight, Tonight.

16. I had to pull a fast one on the church for that...the priest never knew.

17. I'm terrible when it comes to calling people back...

18. ...and most days don't answer the phone.

19. I was a competitive cheerleader in high school.

20. Most people think of me as the anti-cheerleader...you know, the know who makes fun of all the other cheerleaders.

21. You can still find me running around making up cheers.

22. When no one is home, I like to make up my own dance routines.

23. I was a ballet dancer for years until we moved to another state.

24. I've lived in Canada, Tennessee, New Jersey, Virginia, Kansas and Illinois...but in a total of 14 different "homes" (be it houses, apartments, dorms...)

25. I love the movie War Games. "...how about a nice game of chess?"

26. I can say with almost certainty that I know all of the lines in the movie Mean Girls.

27. Once I forgot the lines in a school play. Whoopsie! I was in 7th grade, so I don't really hold myself accountable.

28. When I can't find something that I've lost, I stand on a chair and look around the room.

29. My biggest pet peeves are people who can't walk in public, drivers who don't turn off their turn signal, drivers who don't use their turn signals, extremely poor grammar, and those damn e-mail forwards.

30. Guilty Pleasures? Well...cheerleading, JT and splurging at Cold Stone Creamery.

31. When I was little, I wanted to be an ice cream truck driver...then a marine biologist...then a teacher...then a magazine layout designer...and then a teacher again...

32. Somewhere along the way I ended up in PR/Corporate Communications.

33. I have a love/hate relationship with my job.

34. I'm pretty sure that my mom still doesn't know exactly what I do every day.

35. I think the D*ck in a Box SNL sketch is by and far the funniest thing I've seen in a really long time.

36. Although the Spartan Cheerleader routines from SNL will always remain close to my heart. Taco! Burrito! What's that comin' outta your Speedo? We got troubles...WOO! You're blowin' bubbles...

37. When things are tidy and in order I can't find a damn thing...but when it's chaos, I know exactly where everything is.

38. I even have a stupid human trick...I can fold my tongue in half, front to back (bending at the halfway point)...and make it stick...I've only met one other person who could do this.

39. My first paycheck came from working as a junior counselor at a summer day camp.

40. The kids drove me insane.

41. Along the way I've had a myriad of jobs...intern at the KC Star Newspaper, GAP sales associate, Cheerleading Coach, Teaching Assistant...the list goes on...but it's nothing super exciting.

42. On our first wedding anniversary, Mike and I jumped out of an airplane.

43. Once I landed, I thought..."Now what?"

44. A few months later I finished my first marathon.

45. Over a year and a half later, I still don't think of myself as a runner.

46. Although I did run track in high school.

47. I blacked out during the final 100 meters of the 800...I was second in the heat at that point. That was the extent of my running career.

48. Maybe that's why speed training on a track intimidates me?

49. Up until 2 days ago, I didn't know that road bikes weren't supposed to have kick stands.

50. The thought of biking on hills makes me queasy...not sure I'll be able to do it very well.

51. The thought of an open water swim in a tri makes me nervous.

52. And the thought of competing with a field of guys in a tri makes me absolutely, positively petrified (hence, why I want to do an the Danskin all-women's Tri).

53. High School was a rather interesting time considering I moved right before my junior year.

54. I was on the forensics (no, not like CSI stuff) team to fulfill a speech class requirement.

55. I ended up placing multiple times with my prose rendition of The True Story of the Three Little Pigs...and took first with at the Shawnee Mission West meet...which advanced me to the state championship meet...where I didn't make it past semi's because it wasn't a "serious piece."

56. Bite me...I'm not a serious person--if you don't take yourself lightly, who will?

57. I was also the design editor on the yearbook staff...where the design went on to win honorable mention at state (yes, they actually have competitions for that stuff).

58. And in high school, all the boys I dated managed to drive some stupid sports car (namely Camaros and Mustangs)...I swear that I always met them and liked them before I knew what car they drove.

59. I was elated when I fell in love with a guy who drove a Civic (that'd be Mike).

60. I am the queen of procrastination.

61. I am also the queen of jing-a-ling (think of it as my holiday alter ego).

62. I'm bummed about having to take down the Christmas tree...though I know the time is quickly approaching.

63. Right now I'm wearing the same jeans I wore on NYE.

64. I spent 5 minutes dousing them in Febreeze this morning...

65. ...they still have the faint stink of smokey bar on them though.

66. I really couldn't care less...in my book, jeans should be worn a minimum of 3 times before being washed.

67. Same with pajamas.

68. I'm really bad about commenting on other people's blogs...though I am trying to get better.

69. It really bothers me when folks clearly just comment for commentings sake when they obviously haven't read the post.

70. My bloglines shows something ridiculous like 543 unread posts...I blame the new blogger republishing all the old posts. Then again, I try to follow 60-something blogs. But I do play favorites.

71. When I run I often sing the same ten seconds of a random song to myself over and over and over.

72. I can't sing to save my life...although I like to pretend I can. Especially in the car when I'm driving alone.

73. I've known the blogger "Dice" for about 6 years now.

74. It's my secret hope in life to match two of my friends up in a successful relationship. *cough*

75. In the morning, I hit the snooze button for upwards of 40 minutes.

76. I know it's soooo bad, but I often don't eat breakfast...BAD BARB!

77. I suffer from major pre-race anxiety. I'm fine for short distances, but anything a half marathon distance or over, I tend to freak out to the point of puking the morning of the race...but if it's just a "long run" I'm okay.

78. Mentally, I can't convince myself that the actual marathon is "just a long run."

79. Pippin makes me want to get a Boston Terrier to keep Phog company while we're gone during the day.

80. I can't cook to save my life...but I am one lean, mean, baking machine.

81. It took my 24 years to realize that I liked celery.

82. That's one of the few veggies that I actually eat when cooked...I prefer my veggies raw.

83. The consistency of mushrooms freaks me out.

84. The feeling of foam makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

85. I loathe doing dishes, but I don't mind scrubbing the bathtub.

86. Grilled peanut butter sandwiches are almost as good as a PB and fluff sandwich.

87. I took a some form of a peanut butter sandwich with me to school just about every day K-12. It's a fabulous sidekick...there's PB&J, PB & Fluff, PB & Banana, PB & Honey, Grilled PB, PB dipped pretzels...and so one...

88. I have managed to completely cut soda from my diet. But every now and then I splurge and have a sip (or gulp) of Mike's...or get myself a glass of ginger ale.

89. I've got some weird funky growth hanging out in my gall bladder.

90. The best fast food comes from Chik-Fil-A...sadly, they don't have them in Chicago.

91. I often worry that I don't have a sub-5:30 marathon in me.

92. My lucky number is 4.

93. When I was a wee one I used to sit on our brick mailbox and wave to the cars as they drove by along with my sister...if they didn't wave back I screamed "party pooper" at them.

94. I know the lyrics to every song by the band sElf. If you haven't heard of 'em you're really missing out...they even have a song titled Marathon Shirt. If you haven't heard it, you're missing out.

95. Back in January of '04 my left lung collapsed...a nurse in the ER thought I was faking it.

96. I ruled at faking sick in elementary school to get out of math tests.

97. I've broken my right arm four times and my left arm three times.

98. The week before my college graduation I sprained my ankle at the end of a pub crawl..."walking the hill" (a KU tradition) was quite interesting on crutches.

99. I taught myself to play guitar...although I only know songs by Smashing Pumpkins and Radiohead on it.

100. Once upon a time I had a "hippie spirit." In 2007 I'm hoping to find my way back to that mentality.

1.02.2007

Confession.

I'm on the brink of no longer being just a Running Jayhawk...


...yours truly...


...is...


...contemplating...


...adding a new lover into her life...


...not just any lover...


...not just Dave Grohl shoes or Big Bird shoes...

...or gu...

...or fuelbelts...

...or garmin-like gadgets...


...but adding a bit of zest...

...pizazz...

...and quite possibly humor...


...with...


...drum roll please...


...A.NEW.BIKE...and by "new bike" I mean "a bike" since I haven't had one of my own since...the...uhmm...sixth grade?

[squeal!!!]



HELLO, LOVER!!!
Now, I suppose I should mention...I don't have the bike...YET. I am a bit torn at the moment between the 2005 Specialized Dolce Multi-Sport (shown above...and yes, it'd be that teeny bopper seafoam color) and the 2006 Cannondale R700 Feminine. I did a nice, long, extensive (as in 2ish hour) test drive of both--which likely drove our sales rep bonkers--and I was still left torn. I'm so stinkin' indecisive!! Argh.
So...my fellow runners looking to tri...and tri folks who stop by my bloggie...I'd love your thoughts and advice on this one. Tomorrow or Thursday I'll post more info on the two bikes I'm looking at (and well....have a deposit on, too...but it's totally refundable...you know...in case I get bike freight). Because well...I'd love your opinions...
As of right now, there is no specific tri on my schedule, but in July, I'm looking to start off with an all-womens tri...
...I must be completely off my rocker.

1.01.2007

Two Double OH, Seven.

Thank gawd 2006 is behind us. I mean, 2007 can't be much worse...right?

That's all I have to say about that...

Well...that and the fact we signed up for the Shamrock Shuffle last night at around 2am. We should be getting a pretty low number I suppose. Good times, campers...good times.

Okay...so with a new year comes resolutions and stuff...so rather than bore you with the traditional resolutions...here are my 2007 running resolutions...

1. Train smarter.
2. Train for speed and actually go to the track once a week.
3. Eat to run...not run to eat.
4. Break 30:00 on a 5k.
5. Break 5:30 for a marathon.

It's on, kiddies. It's on.