A little running update

I’m back to running! It’s only a few times a week and a few miles at a time. Since I’m not training for anything, I don’t usually see the point in running over three miles. That is, until Thursday. I was listening to a new running playlist and three songs into it, I decided it would be fun to see if I could run the whole playlist without stopping and without skipping any songs.


Nothing like finding out you put an eight minute song on your playlist after you made the decision to run it. Also, I found that not all of those songs are great for running and I was not ready to have We R Who We R back in my life yet. So the run wasn’t easy but races aren’t always easy either, so we’ll call that training. For nothing. #trainingfornothing

The run was just over six miles which is twice the distance I’m used to and I didn’t have *any* hip pain afterwards. Usually I have at least a little stiffness. So I’m hoping my hip pain will be completely gone (and not just hover at 90%) in the next month or two and I’ll be back to using them as they are intended.

Veronica Mars

While we’re on the running subject, I registered for Best Damn Race Orlando again. My running bud has a $5 off code (Code: CRAZYRUN) if you want to run it too. I had to skip it this year because of my old lady hip, so hopefully next year I’ll actually run it. It’s not until March so my body has plenty of time to discover new injuries. I also want to run a half in October (maybe Lake Nona?), so that gives me a couple months until I have to start for-real running. I should probably start shopping for those non-hip-hating shoes now. Sigh.


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Things Lately

I haven’t written in so long, I can’t remember the things I wanted to write about. So instead I’m going to pretend that it hasn’t been that long and I’m going to babble. <start babble> I’ve been doing the usual lately – working, working out, reading lots of books (I still plan to do that book post), seeing lots of movies (go see Mad Max, seriously, it was awesome), watching lots of TV (Orphan Black needs to pump the brakes on the crazy this season), and doing the school thing.

My last semester ended two weeks ago (got an A thankyouverymuch) and the next one began today. Why I thought a summer class was a good idea, I do not know. My  new class looks like a lot of work and I am in no shape to be thinking. I want all the dumb things. How do I live the life of my bunny? She seems to have it pretty good.

Still waiting for her to get a job.

I did manage to make it to the beach last week and I came back whiter than I went.



Oh and when I say I “went to the beach” I mean I “drank at the bar at the beach all day.”

Last weekend, two of my friends had a double birthday party. One of them, who is apparently a 30 year old trapped in a 70 year old’s body, loves Tom Selleck. Who loves Tom Selleck anymore? I don’t even know. But her birthday wish was to have a Tom Selleck cake. <— That sentence is not a typo. She tried to find a cake decorator for a few days, but couldn’t find anything in her price or time range. So, in a moment of mental haze, I volunteered to do it. She was very excited by this idea. Almost too excited. So there was no backing out.

Also, I’ve never decorated a cake before.

Let’s look a little closer.

Good stuff, right? People seemed pretty impressed with the cake. That is, until they saw the original that gave her the idea in the first place.

If anyone is in the market for a Tom Selleck/Ned Flanders/Ron Swanson cake, you know who to contact.


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The End of Fun

I’m back home from California lest you think I take really long vacations. I was only there for four days but I got in a bunch of family time, which was nice. I was not amused by the time change because I was up by 7 or 8 am every morning, which is the exact opposite of oohhh, anything I enjoy or want to do on vacation or ever. Since my body decided I should be awake,  I went for a run every morning. While I enjoy being able to run again, I do not enjoy hills.

I shall hereforth name California, THE LAND OF HILLS. It was a personal challenge to find any flat street around my mom’s house and when I did, it was a tiny little cul-de-sac where I would just look like a creeper running around in circles to the lawn guys that were mowing. So, instead I got plenty of hill training for that race I’m not training for.

One morning it rain (and damn, CA needs it), and it was like an escargot party on the sidewalks.

I was dodging those dudes left and right.

Besides all the running, I got to see my nephews…who were shorter than me last time I saw them.

*cries* Why U grow up?

And of course, there was quality girly time with my mama.

And my big bro.

Wait that’s not him.

Ah yes, better.

The trip was too short, but I did have a great time. So much so that I might even forgive my mom for finding this in her house.

No Tom or Paula baby book to be found. JUST TIM. I don’t want to say she’s got a favorite, but I’m thinking she has a favorite.


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Oh Hai There San Diego

Lots going on over in these parts (that I might be able to talk about at some point later). Basically, life and work have been kicking my butt. So what’s a girl to do but go visit her mommy and big brother in San Diego. I arrived yesterday.


The flight was interesting. Usually I’m a super anti-social flyer. I say nothing to the people next to me  unless I need them to move to go to the bathroom.  This time, I made super friends with the dude next to me, talked about TV and SNL for half the flight, started drinking with him, and now he’s my Facebook friend.


I got a text from my brother as soon as I landed. He thinks he’s funny.

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While I was waiting for my luggage, I took a picture of this. At the time, I wasn’t sure if it was the drinks or if I was actually seeing someone with a suitcase inside a shopping bag. Nope. Not the drinks.


My brother picked me up, gave me a tour of his new house, and then we picked up my mom and went to dinner at Bushfire Kitchen (kinda like Chipotle without the burritos) where I proceeded to drink.


Can you see him reaching for my beer in the picture above? Is nothing sacred anymore?

After dinner, we hung out for a bit, watched an episode of Archer, and I was in bed by 10 pm. I woke up at 6:45 am, went for a hilly ass 3.5 mile run by 7:15, and was back shortly after 8 am.

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I left my Garmin at home so I’m going old school with Runkeeper while I’m here. Here’s a panoramic of one of the views from my run. Not too shabby.

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It’s all fun and games running down a hill until you have to run back up it. After running on a treadmill for the past month, my legs were not a fan. Oh and I guess I should mention that I’m running again. I went to the doctor about my hip, had some x-rays, and they found nothing. It’s still only 85% better but I guess since 85% allows me to run, I’m ok with it.

Anyway, I’m on a short vacation and I’ve already done more before 8 am than I do on most non-vacation days. I think this time change has turned me into a morning person overnight. It has also turned me into a thief because I used some unsuspecting person’s ironically named wifi (slynet) to write this post.






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I Make Bad Decisions

So I did one of those things that I almost immediately regretted. My blog is self-hosted and it kept going down every.freakin.day. I kept submitting tickets to my web host to fix it. During one of those “fixes,” they deleted all of my plug-ins which needed yet another ticket to restore them. After two weeks, I got to the point where I didn’t want to deal with them anymore, so in my fit of internal rage, I canceled my ad network (because you have to be self-hosted to have one of those) and cancelled my web host and went back to plain ole free WordPress. Only, when I went back to regular WordPress, my blog looked like it did three years ago before I became self-hosted.

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If you remember that banner, I am sorry.

So, I had to fix everything to look mostly like it did before which wasn’t terribly annoying. That is, until I didn’t get the refund from my web host that I thought I would. So I basically paid for a year of service and used one month of it.


I decided that I should just be happy with my old, free, mediocre blog. That’s when I noticed that my media storage is at 93%, which reminded me of why I became self-hosted to begin with. So then I deleted a bunch of old posts and images to get a whole 1% of media storage back.

So what I’m saying is, I make bad decisions that I can’t take back and at some point my blog isn’t going to let me upload pictures anymore, so I hope no one likes those. Also, if you have an e-mail subscription, it may not work and who knows if this post will even post correctly. Happy Friday!


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As Pearl Jam once said, I’m Still Alive

*tap, tap* Is this thing on?  *clears throat*

So it only took four weeks, but I’m running again! I’m not running fast and I’m not running far, but I’m running without pain up to a whopping two miles at a time. Well, I’m running without pain during the run. After, my hip is usually sore and tight. So I sucked it up and made an orthopedic doctor’s appointment for next week. I wrote ophthalmologist at first. Well, whatever. It’s an “O” doctor. I’m sure they all take care of the same thing. Maybe it’s nothing. Maybe it’s Maybelline. I’ll let you guys know after my appointment.

Anyway, this means I won’t be running my back-up race on Sunday because I enjoy staying uninjured. I don’t even want to talk about the cool front that just happens to be coming through this weekend because it makes me even more stabby that I’m missing the race. Let’s talk about things that don’t make me stabby. Here’s what’s been happening lately while I haven’t been running.

A little of this.

Ok, a lot of that. White peach mimosas are hard to say no to.

A lot of this.

That was the same day as the white peach mimosas. In a related story, I was in bed by 8:00 pm.

A lot of this.

That’s my work desk, in which I never seem to leave lately. Life is all work – school – delicious alcohol these days. In that order.

Some of this.

I have been going back and forth on buying those tickets for a month now. Hubs and I love John Mulaney but there are $30 in Ticketmaster fees on top of the $25 ticket price so I kept putting off buying them. Turns out, I’m a student and I get them for free. What the what? It’s like my tuition is paying for itself! Now I just need to body check some people in line to make sure I get in since admission isn’t guaranteed with free tickets.

Hubs made friends with his arch nemesis – the feline.

He is deathly allergic to cats and cats dunt curr.

I changed my hair. Don’t ask me what color because it looks different in every picture I take.


 Before – After – After

This is the start my hair-dyeing downward spiral. I’ll keep dyeing it until it’s almost black, then I’ll start lightening it until I look exactly like that before picture. #circleofhairlife

And that’s about it. Not a lot of excitement in these parts. I’ve have been reading a lot. When I can’t run, I walk and read on the treadmill. So I’ll have another book post coming up for my three book fans.


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That Race Thing and Books

If you haven’t already guessed from the lack of a race review post, I didn’t run Best Damn Race on Saturday. My mind was so ready for it. My hip was not. Instead, I drank many adult beverages the night before and watched Big Hero 6 with hubs, so all was not lost. My hip feels better little by little but I don’t think I’m ready to run yet. So who knows if my backup race (the Tomoka Half) will happen, but I hope it does.

In the meantime, I finished a few more books:

The Martian by Andy Weir

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Here’s a Goodreads link to the summary.

I mentioned this one in my last book post but I had only just started it. Basically, it’s about a guy who is abandoned on Mars and needs to figure out how to survive for four years (without enough food or water) until he can be rescued.

I liked the book but I didn’t love it. It was interesting and had a lot of great humor. However, there’s a lot of “this is exactly how I fixed this” and “this is how I rigged this” and “this is how I grew this” and “this is how I created this.” While some of that was really interesting, I found some of it boring and unnecessary. Then toward the end, when the main character is making this giant modification to this space probe, the detailed description wasn’t there. It was strange. Also, I never felt like the main character wasn’t going to be rescued. I think that took away from some of the “gripping survival thriller” that this book is supposed to be because every time he got into some dangerous situation, I thought, eh…he’ll make it. With all that said, I would still recommend it and it will definitely make a great movie. I’m really looking forward to seeing it in November.

The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins

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Here’s the Goodreads link to the summary.

This book is about a girl that pokes her nose where it doesn’t belong and gets involved in a murder case. It’s a super fast read and really interesting. I think I read this in three days, which is light-speed for me. My only complaint is that the main character, Rachel, is so *insanely* pathetic that she really got on my nerves for half of the book. I just wanted to shake her by the shoulders and tell her to get her shit together. If you liked Gone Girl, you’ll like this. In fact, I think I liked this one better than Gone Girl. It keeps you guessing and I think the end wrapped up well.

The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North


Here’s the Goodreads link to the summary.

This one is about a guy that keeps living the same life over and over (and keeps his memories from each life). He finds out that the end of the world is coming faster than it should and tries to stop it over his many lifetimes.

At first, I thought the book shifted between really interesting to giving too much, unnecessary information. As I continued to read, I didn’t mind it so much anymore. Maybe the problem resolved itself or maybe I was more forgiving, I’m not sure. The book is funny and interesting and different. This is one of those unforgettable books because it’s unlike anything I’ve ever read. I’d recommend this one too. It’s worth reading if just for the unique concept. I just added the authors new book “Touch” to my to-read list, which sounds like another weird/unique story.

Next on my list: the new Veronica Mars book. Smile


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BDR is now TBD

Well, my hip pain is back and I think I found the culprit.


Those shoes have since been spit on, humiliated in public, and tossed in the fire.

I was wearing those when my hip pain first started. It was only a two mile run and because I didn’t know if I stepped wrong or it was the shoes, I stopped wearing them. Once my hip was better, I ran in my other shoes – the same model, just a different color. Everything was fine and I didn’t have any issues. A little over a week ago, I decided to run a short distance in the coral shoes to see how they felt. I ran three, extremely slow miles and felt good. I thought the pain was caused by my stepping wrong, which wasn’t out of the question because the tread looked fine and they have the lowest mileage of all my shoes.


I decided to wear the coral shoes for my 10-miler last Saturday instead of putting extra miles on my black race shoes. The first six miles were fine. The last four were not. I basically had to be dragged back to my car.


Since then, I’ve been back where I started. Last time, it took three weeks until I was able to run. I was two weeks from race day when the pain started again which means I’m not sure if I’m running Best Damn Race on Saturday. While it’s getting better (I only limp and notice pain sometimes instead of all the time), I’m not sure it’s getting better fast enough. I’m stretching, doing hip exercises, and taking ibuprofen but it just seems doubtful the race will happen.

Now I need new shoes that don’t hate my hip. I hate testing out new shoes because they never work out. But because I’m a glutton for punishment, I bought a new pair of Adidas Adios Boost to try.


I’ll buy black laces for those. White is so meh. I wore them to Crossfit on Friday and they’re pretty comfortable. I’m not sure if they’re good for long distance running though. I’ll test them out when I’m feeling better and if they don’t work, I’ll exchange them for something else. (Story of my life.)

There’s a race at the end of March I’m considering running especially if I can’t run BDR. Although, I’m really disheartened because my speed training was going SO WELL. I don’t really want to be out for three weeks, do a little bit of training, and then half-ass a race. Or run a race that has the potential to be really hot because…FLORIDA. I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. In the meantime, feel free to diagnose my hip problem or tell me to stop whining.


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Everything you ever wanted to know about rabbit poop but were afraid to ask

Someone freaked us out a little bit on Monday.

In the morning, she didn’t eat much of her food. Hubs always gives her a treat and a pet before he leaves the house and she didn’t want anything to do with the treat. Girl will rip an arm off for a treat. I had class Monday night so I didn’t get home until pretty late and she still wasn’t feeling well. I asked hubs if had cleaned her litter box when he got home and when he said no, I realized she hadn’t pooped all day.

GI stasis is bad news for a rabbit and can kill them fast so hubs looked up remedies online. Giving rabbits a little bit of fresh pineapple juice was one of those remedies, so I went to the store to get some. Not a big deal usually, but I just worked all day, then went to class for two hours, and then walked 30 minutes to my car uphill in the rain. I’m not exaggerating. Ok, maybe the uphill part. When I got home, I instantly jumped into my PJs only to have to get dressed again. (The worst, amirite?) Now if you could – guess the one fruit she doesn’t like?

Freakin’ pineapple.

So we did the thing she hates the most: held her and rubbed her tummy. Eventually, she pooped a little bit (thank goodness) but it was small and not as dry as it should be. We were going to take her to the vet the next morning if she didn’t unleash a literal shit storm. But when we woke up on Tuesday, she pooped a little and was more interested in eating than before so we put it off. Hubs checked on her at lunch time just to be safe and that little jerk was fine. She even got in a little weight lifting that night.

See the rubber mat under the treadmill in the picture above? I ended up getting rid of it last night because Pants thinks it’s delicious.

That is not from one sitting. That is from a year of nibbles. And they are around the whole perimeter. I tried to cover up the edges with rugs and towels to keep her away, but she’s a tricky one.

Now she’s feeling back to her usual bunny self. Her new thing is to lay some part of her body on this hat mat (that is for eating). I buy her a bed, she humps it. I buy her a hay treat, she lays on it.

I can’t win.


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14.7 is the new 12

Last week was a big suck fest. Work and school were getting on my last nerves and besides enduring each never ending workday, I fit in three separate doctor’s appointments (no I’m not pregnant or dying), two runs, two Crossfit workouts, and a meeting with my school group. When I got into work on Tuesday, things were already at Suck Level 8, so I told my cube mate (we’ll call him “Cal”) that I didn’t know if I could make it through the week. He said, “well, the good news is that you made it to Wednesday.”


Did I? Did I make it to Wednesday?

I was annoyed that his pep talk made me feel worse and he was annoyed that it wasn’t actually Wednesday. Then on Thursday afternoon, “Cal” went to fill in his timesheet for the day to find out he already filled out Thursday on Wednesday. So we were both a hot mess all week but at least we were a hot mess together.

That brings me to Saturday. I wasn’t looking forward to a 5:00am wake up after the week I had, but I do like running with Brad (my running husband) so we set out to do 12 miles. Somewhere around mile nine, we realized that we miscalculated our distance and we’re actually on track to run 14.5. It dawned on Brad that he would be home later than usual and the fear of his wife’s wrath propelled him from a 11:30 pace to a 9:30. I had a hard time keeping up. I have never seen motivation quite like it. When we had half a mile to go he asked, “do you want to simulate a race finish?”


A race finish on a training run? I didn’t even want the simulate the 9:30 pace he was making me run for the last four miles. We ended up with 14.7 miles at the end and that was after taking a slight shortcut.

After our runs, we usually chat for a few minutes but he was basically waving out the window while driving off by the time I looked up from my Garmin to say goodbye. It was pretty funny to see how panicked he was but then also sad because I would probably be dead for several hours before hubs noticed I wasn’t home.

And that is the story of how I ran negative splits on a training run.


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