I ran with a coworker today. She just graduated college last year and ran with the cross country team. Let’s just say I slowed her down. We had fun, though, and I’m going to ask her if she’d like a moniker and posting rights, since she wants to run Nerstrand with us. We ran at Carver Lake Reserve. It was LOVELY. Hills, marshes, prairie, and woods, all in one park. I loved it. I’m out of shape, however, and feel disgusting. I’m workin’ on it. Next week, I suggested Hyland-we’ll actually get to see the rest of the park. You know, the part that is not the dog trail. She also liked the idea of getting a group of REI folk to trail run with us, so we’ll see how that goes. It would be really fun to have a Sunday morning trail run group. I feel good, I feel great, actually. Lumpy and I rode to the store, then I scooter-ed while Lumpy ran. Good day, lots of exercise, lots of stink and sweat.
I start school this week. I’m looking forward to it, but at the same time, every time I look in the paper, there are no French teaching positions, and I wonder why the hell I’m doing it in the first place. We’ll see. Maybe I’ll stock clothing for the rest of my life at REI. Hell, the insurance is fan-frigging-tastic. …and I’ve got some fantastic gear for dirt-ass cheap.
Signing out, looking forward to going to Toronto in a month! Woo hoo!!!!!!!
We are a definite for cheering on in Dallas. We have a FREE place to stay. If I get a crazy idea or desire I’ll run, but as of yet, we’re your support crew 100%. Let us know what you need. I’m so very proud of you!!!!!
Ran yesterday and today (this morning at 5 am again!!!) and I’m feeling good, but chubby. I’m hoping to attack the fat over the next few months. I bought a new bike on Wednesday (WOO HOO-I LOVE MY NEW BIKE, LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!), and I’m feeling gross, so I’ve been consistent at least this week. I think I might name my bike the Duchess. I’m not yet sure if she’ll be the Duchess of Spoke, or the Duchess of Fork. Thoughts, anyone? Banana, I may need you for this one, being the English major and all. My off road bike is named Gary, because it’s a Gary Fisher, and I was not feeling original. So, Gar and I like to go off road whenever we can.
The Lump and I will be in Toronto at the end of September. Toots’ availability on said trip is yet to be determined. Sally, nonetheless, is quite excited to return to Canada. She/I has/have not been since 1988. (Except when I moved my Jenny to Alaska, but that wasn’t really a visit so much as a fly-by.) It’s about time I got back to the place that I may one day have to call home, after Bush and company “f” it up for the average American citizen even more than they have. Hey, I speak French!!!! Don’t think I won’t go!!!!
This morning when I got to work I found out that one of the LifeWorks people that I work with (they have developmental disabilities, they hang our clothes) died on Friday. I felt pretty damn bad about that. Deb was a special and wonderful woman. I also found out that one of my coworkers’ brothers died on Friday. I spent the day in a bit of a fog. I have a special bond/relationship with “the LifeWorks kids” as I call them. I feel about them the way I have felt about all of my students in the past. So, I spent the day thinking about death and all that’s happened since 2002, which is when my father died. My granny has died since then, Lumpy’s grandma died, and we had Winter, our cat , put down because she had cancer. On top of all this, we have moved to another state, I have started grad school, as well as a new job. When I look at it that way, I think that I should feel stressed out and tired. Day to day, though, I beat myself up for thinking about myself too much, and spend a lot of time just trying to process my days, so that I can sleep at night. So, I thought I should go for a run today, and it turned out to be a healing/silly/serious/dog-filled/thought-provoking run. We met a puppy at the lake, stopped to check the creek level, saw the happiest dogs and owners out that I’ve seen in a while, then ran into my coworker who lost her brother. It was surreal. I do not believe in coincidence, so I know I was supposed to see her right then. My run had a lot of stops involved, but it was great. Running and four-leggers will heal the world, if we’ll listen to what both have to say.
Ok, it’s the end of week 2. My short 3 mile runs varied a bit this week. You heard about the 1st one. The 2nd was much better, did some intervals with Punxsk8erdude at the park…boy did I tire him out! 
The 3rd was an uneventful quick 3 miler on the treadmill during the 24 hour monsoons we had last week. Then there was yesterday’s 7 miler. I ran in the evening when it was much cooler and not as humid, there was actually a nice breeze…. Anyway, I took my time, no music, it was a quiet, peaceful run - quite enjoyable if you know what I mean….
On Tuesday I rode to work, rode home, rode downtown to run with Women Run the Cities, rode home, and was tired. Good day, though. I have not run since then, but I’ve been riding to work off and on. She Runs had a meeting yesterday…got a bunch of stuff talked about.
My knee hurt pretty badly today. I was considering running today after work, but couldn’t. Not fun. Not fun at all.
Here are a few fun photos. You should enjoy them. …best part; Kotex in the background.
Haggis as a baby. He’s so cute I could eat him. By the way, Toots, remember this bathtub? I have 3 words for you. Pajamas, mirror, floor.
I ran my 3 miles this evening and I barely survived them. I had to stop and walk for a few minutes…the humidity was a bit too much for me. That and the fact that my trusty water fountain at the 1.5 mile point was BROKEN!!! Those school kids have nothing better to do than to go around defacing property & messing with MY water fountains! Needless to say, I didn’t have water until the end of my little run…. Hey! 3 miles is A LOT for me in this heat and humidity!
Yeah. The Lumpy here. I haven’t been posting.
Because I haven’t been running. And I generally compose all my posts when running.
Continue reading ‘The Tell Tale Heart’
Lumpy and I ran yesterday for a short one. It was uneventful, just as I hoped.
Went to the doctor today, and it was news I was hoping I could expect. She basically said that I need to save my running for when I wanted to run with my “family and children.” Translate to: I can run until it hurts then I should stop, since I’m not going to be running with my family anytime soon, and I will not be having children. I do need to cross train more consistently, and definitely need to get rid of the body fat that I said I was going to, and I need to strength train more consistently. I go to physical therapy for 6 weeks, then go back. Whew. Only thing is, they can’t tell if it’s more torn cartilage unless I get an MRI, and the doc and I agreed not to do that just yet. So, hoorah! Here’s the kicker…I bonked the front of my right ankle on something today whilst unloading the shipment truck. It hurts like hell. HA! I’ll be running tomorrow. No doubt.
Ok…I survived my 1st week of training for Dallas. I haven’t exactly settled into a routine yet and quite frankly I’m just plain exhausted…. Punxsk8erdude just kicked off a new soccer season with a tournament this weekend, he school starts in 2 weeks (jr high - eeeek!), and we’ve got 2 trips planned between now and then (Houston for another soccer tournament and Tampa to visit Banana). I managed to squeeze in my runs this week…two 3 milers on the treadmill at work during my lunch break, another 3 miler in the neighborhood and then there was today’s 6 miler. The latter was the most enjoyable. Today was one of those bad air quality alert days so I waited and ran in the evening…around 7:30ish. The temperature was actually bearable and it wasn’t quite as humid as it had been all day. I felt good, but now I’m exhausted. We’ll see how it goes for week 2…I’ll keep you posted!
