thoughts for the day

Because I can only say "I'm tired and bloated" so many times before it gets really old, today, I'm sharing what made me laugh this morning. I am not the author, but I'm sure we've all had similar thoughts...

I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.

Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

Bad decisions make good stories

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?

Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk

I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard.. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.

How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

Was learning cursive really necessary?

Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm. ..Goonies"

What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: "Dave caught the swine flu last night."

I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....

You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles.. .

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

Careful what you wish for...

yeah, I was sooo wanting taper, right? wrong.
I'm bloated.
I'm lethargic.
I just want to sleep all day.
And I get hungry...but an apple fills me up.
I'm emotional.
I wept for a straight hour yesterday watching Seven Pounds.
I forced myself to get out of the house afterward but I didn't speak to a soul.
I went home and went to bed at 8pm.
And slept for ten hours. TEN HOURS!!!

The good news is that I only have to get through the next three days. Then, it's off to Louisville. And don't get me wrong, there are still workouts to be done...workouts that would make normal people beg for mercy...but they feel so short and simple now.

So, I purposely put off laundry and groceries and packing my bags and making lists for this week. To keep me busy. To keep me from going insane and mindlessly plowing a box of Honey Bunches of Oats...cause that's the kind of thing I do when I'm bored. and anxious.

In other news, Clubber threw up her breakfast, my dad's birthday is tomorrow (Happy Birthday, Dad!!!) and my newphew is scheduled to arrive on Wednesday. It's a big week for the family...minus Clubber, not so much for her.

Just a quick swim bike run today, another tomorrow, and we'll see what the future holds...

Bib #601

I looked today. For the first time, I actually got that lump in my throat, that twist in my gut. Next weekend is it. Where the hell did the summer go???

My morning run

I had one real goal for this morning's run - to not miss the sunrise. I got out while it was dark. It was kinda cloudy this morn...no crazy bright colors to report, but I got to see downtown before it woke up.

This was the view from the Purple People Bridge as the sun rose in the East...

And this is running across that bridge into downtown...

The flowers outside my apartment...

me, stretching...

Chance favors the prepared mind

After Sunday's long ride, things have been very low-key. Monday was an easy day and after work, I was exhausted! I went home after work with nothing to do!! What? So, I did dishes. And vacuumed. And swept the kitchen floor. And cut up veggies. And then it was 6:30. So, I painted. I forced myself to stay awake until 8:30 so I wouldn't waake up in the middle of the night, sweating, tangled in the sheets, and looking at the clock and wondering how it could only be 10:30pm.

But Tuesday morning, I was kinda regretting not having gone to bed earlier. I went to swim practice...after warm-up, 6x450 where we alternated each 100 back/free, breast/free, IM/free. Um, yeah. Coach Aaron is out of town so he left us this set. And he must be insane. None of the lanes made the intervals. After about 2300, I had no juice left. I quietly exited the pool and went and sat in the therapy pool in the Women's locker room before going home to prepare for work.

See, if there's anything I've learned through IM training and being sick and having a suppressed immune system, it's that it is not always best to push through. This was one of those days. My body wasn't fully healed from being sick over the weekend and it was NOT imperative that I complete the swim set. Coach E had actually indicated a "30 min easy swim and 30 min easy run". I'd done more than 30 mins. And it wasn't exactly easy. And my ego wasn't bothered in the least. Partly because I was too exhausted to move, let alone care.

I sat for about 20 mins at home before I got the gumption to get ready for work...and then I sat at work all day and mentally prepped myself for the easy evening run.

By the time my run rolled around, I was totally ready. Despite the 87 degrees and humidity of bagillion%, I simply ran. I imagined how it would be that steamy on race day and how I would stop at each aid station for repreive in ice or sponges. I imagined running with ease. And then I went home and crashed on the floor.

I finished today's workout before work - a 90 min ride and 20 min run with HR targets - because tonight, I'm going to the ATP! Andy Roddick in all his sweaty hotness. Yum. And free food in the VIP tent. This is why I love taper. I finally get to socialize :)

So long, farewell....

...to the long ass training days.

Hello to taper!!!

Friday was a great hour run with some speed intervals in the hot hot heat and early to bed. Despite feeling lethargic and feeling illness coming on, I had a great run. The best one I've had in a while.

Early Saturday morning, I was on my way to the lake for a long training day... or so I thought. I made it about 2800 in the water and could barely move. My mind was saying "Go, go, go!!!" And my body just said "NO!"

I spoke with coach and he sent me home to rest, indicating I could go out for a spin or easy run later in the day if I felt it. If not, don't push it.

After stopping at dad's on the way home and falling asleep in the bed of his truck while he worked on my car, I went home to rest more. After laundry and movies and lying around and grocery shopping, I decided to go out for a quick spin. I just wanted to get out and sweat! I considered going for a run as well, but decided it would be stupid to push through.

So I got loads of sleep and awoke Sunday morning to tag along with Judi for one last long ride before IMKY in two weeks. I wasn't sure if my body was going to let me go the whole 90 miles...

After 90 mins, I made the decision to just keep going. We were taking it easy and just chatting and enjoying the scenery.

At just over 40 miles, we caught the ferry and rode across to KY for the remainder of the ride...back toward home!

It was such a great ride. The 90 miles went by quickly. There was no drama. Just us girls out on the open road. And I can't think of a better way to go out...on a good note.

I know that everything

know that everything,
know that everything,
everything's gonna be fine. (Blink 182, "Josie")

Wednesday brought with it some heat and humidity....and a tempo run. The middle 30 mins was to be at 10k race pace. Warm-up started easy. The tempo started just fine. With about a mile left in the tempo, I started to feel a tad overheated. It was only 87 degrees. but the 90% humidity was killing me. And the ball cap I decided to wear wasn't helping. It trapped the heat in my head. And I got a little light-headed. But as soon as I thought I may not be able to handle it any longer, the 30 mins was up!! And I headed into cool-down.

And for a quick cold rinse before packing up Clubber to go play with the cat while I spent some time with mom.

Thursday morning was another early swim practice. 3400. after warm-up, 7x200, 7x150 and 7x100 with each in the set getting progressively faster. I was the only one in my lane to make all the intervals.

And after a long day at work, my BFF from high school, Lauren, came over so we could go to the Blink show! She’s all grown up and settled down with a family and I just play. I live in a bachelor(ette?) pad. There are two bikes in my living room, tri shorts hanging from door knobs, sports bras scattered on the floor, running shoes piled in the closet, water bottles littered on counter tops, training articles splayed on the table, my foam roller on the floor... I think she was a tad horrified at the sight.

But, off we went to the show...and we had so much fun catching up and laughing and getting hit on by 19 year old hipsters (who, when we told them how old we were, stated that they weren't going to speak to us anymore...but that at least when we're 40 we'll look like we're 30).

Yeah, at least we look young. ha ha!

This morning I awoke and realized that the lethargy I've been feeling this week isn't something I should accept as typical in my body. It's more likely my immunity being broken down...and that brings on illness...

But, the thing is, i know that everything's gonna be fine. I just need some rest. At this point, my success in the race isn't determined by puting in a few more hours...