Embracing the Crazy.
So things have been a little bit busy in the Jayhawk casa these days. Days of tension...and training (mostly mike)...and shaving legs (again, mostly mike)...and questionably threatening e-mails...and Olympic watching...and taper-time arguments...and starting to get all of our ducks in a row for this big event that's just around the corner.
Let's just say, there's a whole heck of a lot going on.
And somehow, I was able to go run yesterday for the first time in...hmm...two weeks. Which is about two weeks too long. But life happens. And that's okay. We've got bigger fish to fry these days. Seven-ish miles were spit out at what seemed like a comfortable pace, but today I find myself a bit on the sore side. Mostly the left hammy. Hopefully it'll start to cooperate within the next day or so.
So last Tuesday Mike and I celebrated 7 years of not killing each other. And this Thursday, we celebrate 4 years of not killing each other while married. Go us!
Oh, and the quote of the night?
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with my lady shaver!" ...and it wasn't me who said that!
...hmm...sharing that with the blogosphere may just be enough to get me killed. :)
But the next two weeks until race day, it's all about embracing the crazy...finding a way to manage the crazy without it making us crazy. It's a tough task. But the sherpa is on the loose and ready to help count down the final days...I wonder what I could be up to?! (insert evil laugh here)
Afterall...this exact moment in 2 weeks, the out of shape guy will be finishing up his run....and be in need of a chair...a massage...a beer....a slice of cold pizza...and a change in blog name.
Let's just say, there's a whole heck of a lot going on.
And somehow, I was able to go run yesterday for the first time in...hmm...two weeks. Which is about two weeks too long. But life happens. And that's okay. We've got bigger fish to fry these days. Seven-ish miles were spit out at what seemed like a comfortable pace, but today I find myself a bit on the sore side. Mostly the left hammy. Hopefully it'll start to cooperate within the next day or so.
So last Tuesday Mike and I celebrated 7 years of not killing each other. And this Thursday, we celebrate 4 years of not killing each other while married. Go us!
Oh, and the quote of the night?
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with my lady shaver!" ...and it wasn't me who said that!
...hmm...sharing that with the blogosphere may just be enough to get me killed. :)
But the next two weeks until race day, it's all about embracing the crazy...finding a way to manage the crazy without it making us crazy. It's a tough task. But the sherpa is on the loose and ready to help count down the final days...I wonder what I could be up to?! (insert evil laugh here)
Afterall...this exact moment in 2 weeks, the out of shape guy will be finishing up his run....and be in need of a chair...a massage...a beer....a slice of cold pizza...and a change in blog name.
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posted by Iron Jayhawk at 8:30 PM
6 Camper Comments:
UGH I cannot believe how close it is! And honestly, I haven't even thought about starting to prep my stuff and what not. Guess I should probably get on that?
OMG..it's really gettin' freakin' close now!
Perhaps Mike would like a new lady shaver when this feat is completed.
Congratulations, guys! If you can make it 7, you can make it 70. Especially if you each have your own razor.
Congrads on your anniversary!
shaving legs? what is wrong with some of us duddes. :). later.
LIAR!!!!!!
I believe i said "Where is my ladys razor"
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