Pieces of Me

Big Annoucement

2010-07-26T13:07:00.001-07:00

My friends, here it is - the moment you all (or at least I) have been waiting for...

I GOT A NEW JOB!

Not just any job - but like my DREAM job. I'm so excited. This Wed is my last day at my current job, then I have a week off, then I start. My first event will be about 3 weeks after and it's in Maui. SOOOOOOOOOOOO much better than where I have been traveling - like Austin, Minnesota - home of the SPAM Museum.

I'm seriously so excited and here is the kicker. I have worked with this company in the past, as a vendor at my old job. And she SOUGHT me out. She found me on Facebook and wanted to get together to talk about maybe working together again. It's been a very long process, like MONTHS. And it's all finalized now. How amazing is that?

So in my days off before my new job I am going to get fully back into the swing of things in regards to health, workouts, etc. I have been traveling so darn much that all of that has gone to the birds. I can't fit in my dressy work clothes, and my new job is much dressier than what I'm doing now.

I'm just excited. Excited about my future. I can't remember the last time I said or thought that.

Life es good.
And I promise to start blogging again. I know you've heard that before. But I will definitely try.

Hold Your Horses

2010-07-14T16:01:00.000-07:00

No, I wasn't kidnapped in Cabo. I had an AMMMMAAAAZZZZZZZZZING time though.

Gourmet dinners
Pool Time
Tennis
Massages (yes, plural)
Margaritas galore
Dancing

Seriously a great trip. I would not even WANT to stand on the scale right now. We seriously ate so much. Drinking a lot too, but not as bad as we could have :)

A LOT of other stuff is coming down the pike over here. There will be some major updates very, very soon.

A Real Trip

2010-06-30T14:25:00.000-07:00

In exactly 24 hours I will be sitting first class, poppin' bubbly on my way to CABO.

I'm landing and getting a massage.
Then

DRINKIN THE BIGGEST MARGARITA I CAN GET MY GRUBBY LITTLE HANDS ON.

That is all.

Backslide On A Stick

2010-06-29T08:16:00.000-07:00

Well, the scale went the wrong way this week. I have nobody to blame but myself. I missed my workouts Friday and Saturday. I was down in San Diego for work then stayed to have some fun with a friend in town. I figured that 3 hours of dancing like sweaty maniac would be enough of a work out, however when you add a late night burger, fries and hot wings into the mix, it is a recipe for disaster. Not to mention waking up covered in hot wing sauce.

We also hit up this little spot - Seriously GO THERE if you're in San Diego. It was so yummers. I actually went there for dinner Fri night and returned for lunch on Saturday. I don't know how to describe it - it's like high end bar food. Dreamy. Chorizo corn dogs. hello!

Leaving for Cabo in 2 days. Let's just say that instead of dropping cash on new bikinis, I purchased two new cover-ups instead.

In OTHER news... I have to say that there are alot of scummy jerks out there. What sucks is that they are disguised as nice guys. I met a guy in San Diego - we hung out with all our friends, had a BLAST. He was really funny and sweet. We texted all weekend. My friend had some fun pictures, so I texted him and asked for his email address so I can send him the photos. He sent it to me. Then I thought, 'oh I should see if he's on facebook.' So I looked him up and
BAM
HOME BOY IS MARRIED!
Obv, I cut all contact. But seriously people - what the heck?

Ewe...What's On Her Sleeve?

2010-06-24T08:33:00.000-07:00

I've been feeling a little sicky - sore throat, snotty. Maybe it's just allergies.

I was running yesterday morning and having issues breathing out of my nose. So I blew a couple snot rockets.. and let the flood gates open!

I swear I lost about 2lbs of SNOT, which I very carefully wiped on my sleeve.

The down side of blowing snot rockets while running is that you don't have a mirror to see if there are any remnants.... you know? The captain used to call them 'men overboard." Crusties, boogies, little friends? What do you call them?

What? Are you grossed out? At least I didn't poop my pants - not naming any names AMY LAWSON.

Pounds, Hikes and Trips, Oh My

2010-06-22T16:23:00.001-07:00

Two more ell-bees down (see sidebar).

Saturday was so supa dupa fun. Dr. Dev and I headed to Laguna Canyon for a nice hike/trail run. She was planning on hiking and looking at flowers/plants, because that's her thang. I was planning on running. We had the perfect combo of both! Overall, we did about 7 miles. I would say we ran 4-5 of those. I sometimes forget how many amazing spots there are here in So Cal. It was especially interesting because Dr. Dev was pointing out all these natural wonders that I would have missed if I was running alone. But please don't test me because I would never remember the names of any of these plants. It's going to be my mission to step out of my comfort zone and check out my places. (I think I've said this before).

Please enjoy this lovely pic, courtesy of Dr. Dev and also please enjoy the fanny pack I am wearing. Over those hills, you can see the ocean. It's awesome. I heart Laguna.

Cabo is in about a week. I won't be at my goal weight, but at least I'm heading in the right direction. My sister took some photos this weekend while we were at the beach. No way in hiz-ell those are going to be posted. I even flinched when I saw them. ARGH. Note to self: Forget to bring camera to Cabo.

And, for those that are wondering, I am going to Cabo with 2 girlfriends, their hubbies and......

THE LOADMASTER!!!

Workin' for the Weekend

2010-06-18T08:37:00.001-07:00

I'm so looking forward to this weekend. I just wish it was a little bit longer :)

I ran 4 miles this morning and I really want to go to Bikram after work. But I MUST go to the market. I have no groceries and I need to make some dishes for Father's day. If only I could slip out of work early and go to the 4:30 class - it would solve all my problems. Well, not ALL my problems, but at least the problem of the hour.

I'm really looking forward to Saturday. Dr. Dev and I are hitting the trails! We're going to hike, do a little trail running and take pictures of flowers (that's her thing - check out her blog). Then we're going to go watch "The Girl with The Dragon Tattoo" movie. I've read the entire trilogy and can't wait to see the movie. I am also looking forward to mowing some serious popcorn-----ahhhhhhhhhh popcorn.

Sunday, I am going to hit up Bikram early. Then we're having a father's day picnic at the beach. My cutie patootie nieces, my sissy, me and pops. I'm really looking forward to the day with them. Yes, I still call my sister 'sissy'. She calls me sissy. And her kids call me "Aunt Sissy." It actually stunned me one day when the almost-five year old was trying to get my attention and shouted "JESSICA!" I looked at her and said "wow, I didn't know you even knew my real name." She said, "duh." Her new favorite thing to say is "OMG." She's not even 5. GOD, I love that kid.

That's about it. By the way - did I tell you guys who I'm going to Cabo with???

The Cure to All the Ails

2010-06-16T09:42:00.000-07:00

My friends, I'm FINALLY feeling like I'm back on track.

I've got more energy.
I'm sleeping better.
Anxiety? What anxiety?
The scale is slowly (healthily) moving in the right direction.
I have a sunny disposition (haaaaaaaaaa... just call me Mary Freakin' Poppins)

The stupid thing is that I KNEW exercise would get me here. The first couple steps are the hardest. Kinda like running - the first 2 miles are usually the worst. I'm on day 5 of exercising everyday. I'm wondering if I can make it everyday until Cabo. I think I can. I only have 2 days of work trips. I can work out in the morning before one, the other might be tricky. But hey - may as well shoot for the moon.

I am going to go get new yoga dvd to do in the mornings on days that I'm not running. (Remember my old rule about not running 2 days in a row - I seem to always end up injured if I do that.) Any suggestions????

Slow Start

2010-06-14T11:55:00.000-07:00

Weigh In this morning - 142.8
That's like 1.2 f'n pounds for the week.
Me not happy.

I didn't drink all week (except for wine during my stupid delayed flight home Friday night).
I did 4 days of Bikram this week.
I ran 3 days this week.
I kept calories down to about 1200-1500 per day (except wine on Friday).

But, I have to admit that I did eat about 6 lbs of M&Ms. Do you think that could be the problem?

17 days til Cabo. Step away from the freakin' M&Ms. I don't even really LIKE them - they are just sitting there - at work - staring at me. I tried to move away from them , but they call to me..... stupid M&Ms.

Down Side of Being Single

2010-06-10T08:22:00.001-07:00

It's times like this that I wish I had boyfriend.

I'm totally paranoid to deal with things like this. Honestly, it's just an oil change. There should be nothing to be afraid of.

Single Hood Dinner... and I Mean HOOD

2010-06-09T16:44:00.001-07:00

A received 2 messages on Facebook today from girlfriends who told me they made my famous "Pita Pizza" for dinner last night. (Ok, famous in MY world!) And the crazy thing is that I made it last night too.

But I was very short on ingredients so I went a little GHETTOOOOOOOO-style on my famous pita pizza. Basically there was a pita, very little cheese (I didn't have much left), and sliced turkey hot dogs. Seriously.

This got me to thinking (and seeking validation, of course).
As a sexy singleton, I often eat random, easy to make, odd things for dinner. They are often eaten as they are being cooked, standing over the sink or in front of the TV out of plastic Tupperware using my hands. Now, many of you are not sexy singleton's but you know you do this when your significant (or insignificant) other is not home.

So, let the sharing begin. I'll start.

Canned tuna thrown in barilla plus pasta with random left over veggies thrown in.
Cottage cheese and crackers
Popcorn and wine (this has been sidelined with my new weight goal)
Broccoli (for some reason I always have broccoli at home) and tuna (same with tuna)
Junkyard salad - basically anything left in fridge (usually veggies, hard boiled eggs, etc.)

What say you?

Bringing Dirty Back

2010-06-08T08:34:00.001-07:00

You know I love letting you guys in on all the dirt.
I've got a good one for ya, but I'm hoping this will inspire you to leave a comment with your own similar story so I don't feel like a total scumbag.

Sometimes, I do gross things.

Here's an actual IM describing my latest favorite gross thing to do.

POM: Dude, I can't wait 'til you see my hair tonight. It's flippin'
awesome and everyone at work keeps asking why I'm so fancy.

BFF: I'm scared.

POM: You should be.

BFF: Can't wait.

POM: OK, get this. I did Bikram last night, and didn't wash my hair
after.

BFF: Gross

POM: It gets better. Then I ran this morning. And still
didn't wash my hair.

And I came to work like this.
And everyone thinks it's fancy. Muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It's my new favorite thing. For some reason, sweat makes my hair nice and wavy and naturally beachy cute.

Side note: I did actually SHOWER, I just didn't wash the hair.

Please tell me you do gross things too - share with me people....

Welp, It's A Start

2010-06-07T09:00:00.000-07:00

Albeit, a small one.

For my first Monday morning weigh-in I was expecting something amazing. Although, I have no idea why.

I started the weekend off with a nice HOT run after work, about 4 miles. Saturday I met a girlfriend for a 5 miler, including speed work (WOW do we need speed work). Side note: even with speedwork, the average pace was OVER 10 min/miles. Side side note: My pace last year was in the 8's. WT Hizzo?

Then it all went downhill. I babysat my nieces and their new little kitty Coco, where I ate hot dogs and french fries and pasta salad. Sunday I had dinner with a boy and drank wine. Not too much though, only 3 glasses :)

So this morning I weighed in at 144. That's 2 lbs down from last week. I ate really well all week and kept up with workouts. Just think if I actually held strong over the weekend?

I don't think I've announced it yet - but I'm going go Cabo over the 4th of July. BIKINI time people. So my goal is to get back to about 135 by then. 9 lbs to go. My work and personal schedule of the next couple weeks isn't crazy (not much travel, etc.) So I really can put all my focus and energy into getting healthy again.

I'm pretty excited about it.

It Only Works If you Work It

2010-06-03T08:32:00.000-07:00

I think the world is divided up between two people: rule followers and rule breakers. I am definitely a rule follower.

This especially applies to yoga. If you've ever taken a Bikram class, you know there are some basic rules.

No shoes/socks in the yoga room.
No talking in the yoga room.
Look at yourself - straight ahead (wonky eyes is my BIGGEST peeve in yoga).
Don't drink water in middle of pose.
Don't be wonky in the middle of a pose, especially balancing poses
Try your best (remember it's called 'practice' for a reason)

There are more, but these are the ones that I can remember right now.

On to my story - this new chick walked in to yoga and by the way she signed in, I knew she was a rule breaker - and an annoying one at that. She had a very muscular physique, which she made sure everyone in the lobby knew it was because she surfed everyday. Whatever, that's fine. But she was definitely the type of girl that wants all eyes on her. By the way, she was not pretty in a conventional sense, but she was attractive, natural, a typical surfer type.

As class was beginning, the teacher introduced the new people. When she walked by surfer chick, the teacher made a comment about how fit she was. (The teacher is nice and very personable with everyone.) I should note that the owner of the studio was positioned behind me and the new girl was positioned to the side of her. Both were in my line of vision (without my eyes being wonky all over the room).

It was quite obvious that new girl was just not into yoga - like she thought it was too easy or she was too good for it. You could tell my her expressions, eye rolling, etc. I also noticed that she put about 20% energy into her poses. For example, one pose you are supposed to grab behind your heels - she had her hands barely below her knees and was looking around the room, instead of down.

Throughout class, the teacher observes everyone and checks. About half way through the class, she asked surfer chick how she was doing.

Surfer chick responded, "meh, I'm barely sweating."

(Please note: the class was super crowded which makes the room muy caliente mas. I am estimating it at about 110 degrees.)

The owner of the studio piped up and said, "work harder then."

I LOVED IT.

Lesson of the day: You get out of it what you put in!

Coming Clean

2010-06-02T08:15:00.000-07:00

There are 2 things I am coming clean with today. I'm sure you'll be WAY more interested one over the other, so that one is going 2nd. MUAH!

Besides that small portion of time I had to get my ass into a size 4 bridesmaid dress, I have been on a serious backslide in regards to health & fitness. I mean serious.

I hadn't weighed myself in quite a long time. I put the scale in the guest bathroom so I wouldn't have to see it regularly. Well, last weekend I went to put on my comfortable (read: fat) jeans. They are worn in and oh so lovely. They were just out of the dryer and therefore a little snug. I did the deep knee bends that we all do to try and loosen them a bit. Well, you can image my shock when I hear "RRRRRRRRRRRRIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP." There it was, clear as day, hole right across the booty and a sign that SOMETHING needs to change. (And these were not cheap jeans people!)

That's when I got reacquainted with the scale, aka ANITA. And she is pissed. That bitch told me I weighed 146. In the MORNING. (My happy/healthy weight is 134.) Obv I didn't need Anita to tell me I was out of control. I hardly workout except weekends and I have been drinking like a fish out of water (that didn't make sense but whateves). I can barely fit into ANY of my work clothes and have been wearing wrap dresses every chance I get. (Lord, I love wrap dresses!)

So there. It stops now because I have a new goal in sight. I'll tell you about it later. But I did Bikram last night and ran this morning. Cutting out the booze and cheap women. I will frequently post again - I promise. And I will update the weight sitch - maybe like a Monday Weigh In type of thing.

Part 2 - what all my loyal readers have been dying to hear about.
THE CAPTAIN

I'm coming clean - don't judge.
I got back with the captain last year. I didn't want to tell you all because I know that the decision was not a smart one. BUT sometimes the heart ain't smart. Well things were good (not great) for a while. There are so many issues that I won't go into here, but I was definitely kidding myself. I was making excuses for him, for me, for our relationship. It was fake. It was a front. It was not good. I faked happy, but I wasn't. And I knew it was going nowhere. Three years of my life now.

Well it all came to head again (yes, this is like the 5th time) about a month ago. But this time it's different and I will tell you why. Because I was the one feeling like it was over. I was the one who was finally sick of where we were and where we were NOT going. We didn't talk for a couple weeks (he is the type that needs space to gather his thoughts - there I go making excuses again). A couple weeks ago we finally had THE TALK. This time it was the CLOSURE talk. And the crazy thing is that I feel fine. I'm good with it. I will admit that was so busy traveling like crazy that I didn't have much time to really focus on the implications of it all. And I did have ONE little wah-wah-whoa-is-me-cry-baby breakdown. But just one. And I'm fine again.

And I'm movin' on up.
And getting my ass back in shape.
Starting weight: 146
Goal: 134

Running on Anxiety

2010-04-27T09:48:00.000-07:00

Self-Sabotaging or Anxiety?

You tell me.

Remember when I used to wake up before work and run? Well I did.

I have been trying my best to get back into that cycle (although with my travel schedule it's been a challenge). But when I'm home, I PLAN on waking up early to run. Here is the routine:

I drink lots of water, eat healthy dinner and go bed early
I lay in bed and think of stupid things
I start to worry that I won't fall asleep
I don't fall asleep so I start to worry more about not getting enough rest
Then I worry that I'm worrying and causing this whole thing (I must be crazy)
My heart starts beating fast and I don't fall asleep
I stare at the clock until 2am
I drift off and have a nightmare
Nightmare wakes me up at 3:30 am
I lean over and turn off my alarm because there is no way of waking up to run in 2 hrs

This is not a rare occurrence. Neither is the nightmare thing, but that's a blog for another day.

Hence the reason I'm only running on the weekends. I don't stress about what time I fall asleep and I don't stress about when I need to wake up.

I really don't know what to do about it.

If The Dress Zips, Wear It

2010-04-08T10:25:00.000-07:00

I did it!!!

I dieted

and sweated

and starved

and ran

my way into the dress.

The proof my friends>>>>>>>

Yes, it was snug especially in certain areas, but it fit. You can see actually that the straps are loose. I would have had to get it altered if I got the size up.

So anywhooooo, please don't do what I did.

Let this be a lesson to you all.

Bridesmaid-zilla

2010-03-18T08:57:00.000-07:00

Nine days until the wedding (not MINE people!) and I'm turning into a crazed bridesmaid-zilla.

Here's what I'm obsessing about:

Teeth bleachorexia - check
Fake tan - check (hey the wedding is in Laguna and I just need tan legs, so shut it)
Staying skinny - NOT check

I tried on the dress again last night and it is NOT good (Dr Dev don't read this). I look like a sausage that is busting out of its casing. The dress can zip, but there is some serious tightness especially in the tummy/boobage areas. (Boys don't read this) Let's just hope it's PMS and everything will settle down in 9 days.

When we got the dresses - MONTHS ago, I tried on the 4 and 6. And frankly the 4 fit better. I would have had to alter the straps in the 6. Who buys a dress and thinks "well maybe I'll put on 10 lbs so I better get the bigger size" - I know I sure didn't think that. But maybe I should have.

So this morning I woke up at 5:30am and went for a run. I forgot how dark it is with the time change. It's fine on the street, but half my run is on a path with no lights. It was touch a go there for a while. Seriously. I couldn't even see the ground at some points. I'm just grateful I didn't step in any doggie or horsey landmines. Oh yeah, and I'm grateful I didn't get run over by bike.

My 2nd plan of attack is to get as many Bikram classes in as humanly possible. Although I am traveling Mon-Thur so that isn't really an option. There is one day I will be able to run. Actually maybe 2. I have to make it happen.

The size 4 dilemma continues. I'm sure you are all thrilled.

(And by the way, I would be completely content with a 6, I just didn't buy the 6 so now I have to deal.)

So Far From Where I've Been

2010-03-15T08:32:00.000-07:00

First off, I'm crackin up ovah here that I slipped in a comment about the Captain and everyone focused on the bed bugs. HAAAAAAAAAAA I guess I was smart that way.

Ok, on to running. I've mentioned before that I have become a weekend warrior with the running. I try to get about 6 or so 7 miles in on the weekend. So this Saturday, this lovely windy, brisk Saturday, I decided to bust out the ol' Garmin and go for 10 miles.

I know there is a race in my future - another marathon. Probably not until Fall... more details later. So with that in the back of my mind, I want to get my mileage back up and comfortable. My 10 was not so comfortable. Actually, I can only say that I ran 9. I walked the last mile home. But I was happy that nothing ached or hurt or anything like that - I was just plain ol' outta shape. My average time was 9:54 min/mile. That's 1:26 min/mile SLOWER than my 2008 marathon pace. hellllllllo?????????? How quickly one can LOSE IT!

But at least I know where I'm starting from.

Now I just need to get my butt on the scale to confirm the other damage I've done.
Stay tuned for that exciting post.

Catching Up: The Final Installment

2010-03-12T15:51:00.000-08:00

Here are a few of the smaller things that have happened during my hiatus:

1. I bought a new car!!! Buh-bye 1996 Jetta. Hello Acura TSX. I feel so grown up.

2. I got bed bugs at the Sheraton in NYC. Seriously... I woke up with bites all over my legs. And I don't do well with bites, so they got huge, red and crusty. I couldn't show my legs for months. So hot. I wrote a nasty letter, they did and "investigation of the infestation" and let's just say I'm Platinum with SPG and then some.

3. I ended it with the Loadmaster. I sorta kinda started seeing a certian gentlemen of a nautical nature again. So yeah, long story. Same, old, long, stupid story.

So, there you have it. So much has changed, yet so much as stayed the same. Ok, really nothing has changed.

Weekend plans: 8 miler, Bikram and grocery shopping. This home girl is worse off than mother-freakin-hubbard.

Geeking Out

2010-03-11T09:43:00.001-08:00

Hi all

Quick update - traveling mucho. That's about it. Although I actually managed to hit the treadmill for once. So a little pat on the back for that.

Any of you guys like to geek out once in a while? I know I do. One of my good friends, Dr. Mo started a science blog. Check it out if you want to geek out with her. She's pretty cool and damn smart. And she is forcing me into a size 4 dress in 2 weeks. (Kidding Doc)

Peace out.

I Get By With a Little Help From My Shirt

2010-03-06T12:23:00.000-08:00

What a tease I've been. I said I would start blogging again, then I leave you hanging. My friends, I think it will be like this for a while. You see, I am actually really really busy.

Tuesday I flew to Miami, Thursday I flew to Oklahoma City, then back home Friday. Today I have a family party and Monday I fly to Houston.

But here is my tidbit of motivation for the weekend:

Something told me to put on my Portland marathon shirt for my run this morning. This is highly unusual because I abhor running in t-shirt style shirts even if they are "tech" whatever. Seriously, that shirt is from 2008 and this is the 2nd time I've worn it. And last time, it was just to bed.

But I put it on and hit the road. About .5 miles in, it started to sprinkle. I thought to myself "hey, if I can run 26.2 miles in the rain then I can do a my measly weekend run with some sprinkles." About a mile in it started pouring, but I kept running. I have to say that I almost starting thinking I was crazy but at mile 3 it stopped and it was so fresh and clear and wonderful that I was glad I didn't turn around.

Thank you Portland Marathon T-shirt.
7 miles done :)

Let's Talk About Running

2010-02-18T10:11:00.000-08:00

Remember long ago when this was a running blog?

I figured the 2nd installation of "where have you been for the last 6 months" should be about running.

When we left off back in August I was training for my 3rd marathon. Remember, the one in Wisconsin? I use the word "training" lightly. I was half-assed training.

I was running about 3 days a week, with longer runs on the weekend. I only ran two 20-milers. They both kinda sucked. Needless to say, I wasn't planning on winning any awards in Wisconsin (not 'real' awards, but I mean 'yeah-me' awards).

My new job had me traveling like crazy before the marathon. The week before I was in Danbury, Tampa Bay, then Myrtle Beach. Then I flew directly to Madison, then to Chicago the day after. CaH-R-A-Zeeeee

Honestly though, the marathon wasn't actually that bad. I finished in 3:57. Not as good as Portland, but still under 4 hours. So I'll take it. There was definitely more blood, sweat and tears and ohhhhhhhhhh chub rub and lost toe nails.

Needless to say, after the marathon I fell off the running wagon. I was just sick of running. I can't even remember what I was doing, but based on my current weight I must have spent the past 6 months eating and drinking. I've never shied away from telling you guys my weight, so here it is. I'm back up to 142. (My happy weight is 132) All my work pants are in closet-lock-down since I can't button them. I'm wearing my "fat jeans" again. I even purchased new jeans that are 2 sizes bigger than my usual.

BUT as of last weekend - the running girl is back. I'm hoping the blog will keep motivated (and you too?) Last Saturday I went down to the beach and had the best 8 mile run I've had in a really long time. Then I went to Bikram. Sunday I went to Bikram again. Monday, I ran 4 miles and went to Bikram. I ran 4 miles this morning and think I can get back on the morning bandwagon.

Those fat jeans will be outta here soon!

Overwhelmed

2010-02-12T08:04:00.000-08:00

I was laying in bed last night thinking how to attack the come back. I am going to have to piecemeal it I think.

The best place to start is to explain why I quit writing.

But I have to go back a little first. Back in August, I didn't really go into details about my job situation. Most of you knew I was a meeting planner and that I had a few trips (Canada and Maui) then BAM - no job. I knew it was coming. We had no business to speak of. Everyone had been laid off but me. So the day I returned from Maui, I was told that I had 2 weeks left and to start cleaning out the office. I immediately started looking for a new job(to be honest I was looking a little before). You read my horrible first interview. Apparently so did all the Asian Spam world.

So on my last day, I find out that my former company was also filing bankruptcy and low and behold, they were not going to be able to pay me for my last two events. Nice, huh? After 10+ years of working for them. I was pretty hurt by this, but mostly angry. But I don't want to speak any more of this.

But I freaked out.
I had a mortgage. I needed a plan and fast.

Luckily, it pays to have friends in high places. My girlfriend called me on my first day of being unemployed and said "I have a job interview for you. And I know they will hire you." I had an interview the next day and was offered the job by the end of the week.
Schwing!

BUT (there is always a big butt) I was worried my new job would find out about my blog. I didn't know their policy on the whole thing. I wasn't very good about being anonymous considering my pictures are all over the blog. AND I have a serious problem with putting my entire dating life drama on the freakin' Internet. To make matters more confusing my new job is involved in political and legal arenas. So there's that.

In my typical way of dealing with this, I didn't deal with it. I just climbed under my favorite rock, oh so comfy it is.

There it is. Stay tuned for more....

Baby Come Back

2010-02-11T15:02:00.000-08:00

You can blame it all on me.
I was wrong
And I just can't live without you.

So what do you think, will you take me back?
If so, I will have to recap the past 6 months for you.

That will take a long time, so I need to know you're going to read it.
Pleeeeeeeeease stroke my ego with a comment and I will pay you back with a novel.

How To Interview

2009-08-28T10:14:00.000-07:00

I had a job interview yesterday for a job that is about 1/10000000th of what I do now.
It would be a walk in the park. Super easy. I am totally over qualified. Like 10 years over qualified. This job is for someone just starting to get into the "industry."

So the interview went like this.

POM arrives in a suit in 100 degree weather.
POM is sweaty.
Very sweaty.

POM walks in and starts shaking.
Uncontrollably shaking.
Like a crack addict.

POM is handed a math test.
A math test?
Yes, a math test.
POM is too shaky to write.

POM bombs the math test.
POM can't even figure out a very simple question like:
A bill is $100. Tax is 7.75%. How much do you run the credit card for?
POM BOMBED big time.

POM was not-so politely shoo'd out the door.

POM is looking forward to collecting unemployment.

From Poppin' Bottles to Baby Bottles

2009-08-26T09:21:00.001-07:00

My best friend had a baby about 15 months ago and guess what, she had another one a month ago. This was my go-to girl. My party girl. My wing-woman. We actually made these pink business cards with our pics and phone numbers on them. You know "for a good time, call..." We used to answer our phones and say "Party central, this is Bunny."*

And now she's got two babies in diapers.
Two. Babies. In. Diapers.
Talk about a change. Also, she is an "import" - that's what we call the millions of people who flock to the "O.C." because it rules here. So, as an import - she has NO family here. I am her family. And I take the job pretty seriously.

Her husband has the type of job that keeps him away over night. Last night was the first full day and night that she was alone. So after work, I hit the market and went to her house to help and make dinner.** I haven't cooked anything in a while, so I hit up Mrs. F's page to see what I could find that would be healthy and easy (emphasis on the easy). Mrs. F is my go-to reference for all things hip motherly (and now Amish - I'm on book 4!) I made her pork tenderloin and HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS MEAT - it was soooooooo tasty and tender and delish. I think my friend is considering leaving her husband and marrying me.*** ha ha.

Hanging with the two babies - wowsers. I can now see why she was so freaked out. I mean - how do moms with twins handle it? What if they cry at the same time? What if they poop at the same time? What if they're hungry at the same time? How can you give one the attention and not the other? This shit is hard. AND it makes me think that OCTO-Mom is really f'n crazy.

Luckily the older one can be entertained by watching Hi-5 OVER AND OVER AND OVER again****. She actually cried when it would end. I stayed with her through bath time, then bed time.

Then I went home and drank a bottle of wine, realizing that my grass is pretty green right now.

*Seriously, we did.
**See, I will be a good wifey someday.
***We have been accused of that MANY-O times.
****We all danced and danced to that stupid show and it hurt my calf. oops.

Sleepy Yogi

2009-08-24T09:30:00.001-07:00

I didn't get all 3 days of yoga in, but I did manage 2 days. I'm quite pleased with myself and quite sore! I forgot how much it really works every muscle in your body.

I had a weird experience on Sunday though. Right when we got to the floor exercises (about half way thru) I has this overwhelming sense of exhaustion. So bad that I could hardly keep my eyes open. I had to really struggle to not just fall asleep there on stinky floor. It was strange. I pushed thru the class, but the second I walked in my door (sweaty and all) I collapsed on the cough and fell fast asleep for 2 straight hours. The only reason I woke up is because my phone rang. I am not a napper at all so this was truly strange.

The only thing I can think it could be is that I have this horrible cough thing and have been partaking in cough medicine left and right. But I took "day time" that morning. Who knows.

Calf still hurts. I am gonna rest it and stretch it for another week before attemping to run at all.

Weekend of Yoga

2009-08-20T11:11:00.000-07:00

Here is my goal for the weekend - putting it OUT there.

Bikram Yoga - Friday, Saturday AND Sunday.
(maybe even tonight - Thur)

Since I can't run right now, I will use this time to get back to yoga.
I will try to run again next week if my calf is feeling better.

A couple of you guys mentioned my shoes - I wear the same brand all the time and my newest pair only have about 60 miles on them (yes I keep track). This calf thing is a re-occurring issue. I just need to rest it for a while. Then somehow magically run 20 miles the moment it's feeling better. ha! I can do it.

In other news, I think I am allergic to my office. While I was gone I felt great. 3 days back at this desk and my throat itches. I have this naggy hacky cough thing. Weird, I say.

Today is my friday - so have a great weekend everyone!!!
Peace out.

Insult to Injury

2009-08-19T09:22:00.000-07:00

After 3 weeks of traveling and eating my way across the West Coast I had to step on the scale yesterday. (Yes "HAD" to because I had a doctors appointment).

140 my friends.
ONE flippin' FOURTY.

Guess what? If one eats more than normal and one does not workout, especially run when she's a runner she WILL gain weight.

I know, a total revelation, huh?

And yes, one can put on 8 lbs in three weeks.

I am just a hungry, hungry hippo right now. I had dinner with friends last night, then came home and made a quesadilla. WTF?

To make matters WORSE (if that's even possible) I have to try on bridesmaid dresses again tonight. This tubbo better fit her ass in a size four or bitches are goin' down!

To make matters even WORSE I heard something about someone who may or may not read this blog that kinda rubs salt in the wounds. But you know this girl can throw some damn salt right back.

Anyway, back to the weighty issue. I am going back to yoga and strict eating. I will update you accordingly.

Motivation Sideswiped

2009-08-18T12:18:00.000-07:00

I was really motivated and excited to get a run in. I even woke up BEFORE my alarm and hit the pavement by 5:30am. I got about 3 blocks in and BAM... the calf pain. I tried to "run it off" for a couple more blocks but it was getting worse. So I turned around and went back to bed.

Crap. What am I gonna do? How long should I rest this little pulled muscle thingy? It was feeling fine walking, but running hurts. Now it hurts to even walk.

Who Needs Training?

2009-08-17T15:30:00.000-07:00

It's the 17th of August.
I've run 9 miles this month.
Not quite up to par with "marathon training."

So it looks like my 2009 marathon goals will be
1. Finish
2. Have fun

I'm not even gonna put out a time goal or think about how awesome I was last year.
Honestly, I'm going to just focus on the fun of the race and being my girls again and hangin' in WIS-CAAAAAN-Sin.

I have 47 days (including today, which is a wash) to get my act together.
Stop talking about it and DO it POM.
Seriously.
Get your lazy ass out there (not to mention your newly developing spare tire)!

Movin' On To Nowhere In Particular

2009-08-12T14:44:00.000-07:00

The pity party is over. I turned on all the lights and yelled "parents are here" so the pity jumped out the window.

I had a bit of free time today, so I went to the gym. Rode the bike for an hour then did weights. I forgot how much I love weights.

I brought 3 books on this trip and I'm almost done with the third. To my dismay, the hotel store only has a couple books and they all look les mis. I'm HOPING the airport has some better options. I read the 2nd book in the Beverly Lewis Amish series (love). Then I read "The Art of Racing in the Rain." It was kinda cute, you would love if you were an animal lover. Now I'm reading "The 10 Year Nap." It's just ok, too. Anything to kill time, eh?

The storm came and went. It wasn't really much to write home about. Just some awesome wind and a few sprinkles of rain.

So um, yep. Thanks for all your comments on my last post. I love how I don't need to spell it out for you's all. Ya just figure it out :) Je'Adore.

Whoa Is Me

2009-08-11T13:15:00.000-07:00

Yesterday afternoon was my first chance to run in over a week.
I set out playing "dodge the tourist" on the beach path in front of the hotels (in Maui).
Here are the digits:
Mile 1: 8:54
Mile 2: 8:45
Mile 3: 8:54 (wow consistent, eh?)
Mile 4: 16:20 (yes, you read that right )
Mile 5: 15:47

As you can tell I pulled a POM move. I haven't run in a while and I got out all gung ho. Of course half way gone and I pull something in my left calf. I've done this before. More than once. Same calf too. If I take too long of a break and go out like a banshee, I pull something in this stupid calf. You'd think I will eventually learn.

I just hope it heals up quick because if I ever get home I need to commence this so-called marathon training.

Still waiting for this big hurricane to hit. It's been down graded to a tropical storm. I've seen plenty of winds and a bit of sprinkles of rain, but that's it so far. We had to reschedule all the group events. I guess it's better to be safe than sorry, as THEY say.

I'll finally be heading home in 5 more days. I packed 17 pairs of undies. I have 5 left. I guess I'm a good planner in that aspect. I feel like I've been gone forever. I wonder when the anxiety will hit. The anxiety about what I am going home to.
Relationship-wise... nothing.
Work-wise...nothing.
Why am I so eager to get home?

Neglect

2009-08-05T18:41:00.000-07:00

My blog is in a serious state of neglect. I can't even describe how busy (amazing, but busy) this trip has been. Late nights, early mornings, only ONE run in a week. You know this girl is CAH-RAY-ZEE.

I have to say that I'm pretty proud of the organization I put into this event. So many details came off without a hitch. I'm leaving Canada in the morning and heading directly to Maui. It will be a long day of traveling, as I leave my hotel around 1pm and don't land in Kanapali until about 10pm. eeks. I'm looking forward to the plane ride to be honest. It's my "down time." Nobody to smile for, nobody to answer to. Hence the reason I'm quite a bitchy gal when traveling. I wish I had a shirt that said "PLEASE don't talk to me. I don't give a hoot about your vacation and don't want to hear a peep out of you. Thank you and good bye." I guess they don't make those shirts, huh?

The good thing (which I'm hoping) is that i won't be as busy in Maui. I really... REALLY... want to run. I actually did some weights the other morning after my ONE run of the week and forgot about how much I enjoy it. Especially in an empty gym. Maybe I can take this Maui trip and really use the time to get my butt in gear. I missed my 10 miler, but still have a 14 miler planned for Maui. Just need to figure out when. I am a morning runner and the evening is my free time so it will be a weird change. But I have to do it.

Totally rambling on here, so signing off.

Spoke Too Soon?

2009-07-31T12:13:00.000-07:00

I might have spoke too soon...

There are some crazy wild fires in the Whistler area. We are scheduled to fly up there on Sunday. Pray this works out or there will be major craziness.

Sooooo... uhmmm could you tell I was a bit tipsy with my blogging last night?
First hint should be the typo in the heading. ha ha.

If Favor with the Man Upstairs

2009-07-30T22:12:00.000-07:00

Ok

I am a fool...

everything happens for a reason
AND
Somebody upstairs LOVES me...

WORLD POLICE & FIRE GAMES

so far, well I can't say.
But... wow ~ they are everywhere.

My hotel is sold out.
So is Whistler.

Dear Sweet Baby Jesus.
Thank you ever so much.
I promise to always read Amish books and be a gut girl for ever and ever Jah.
Amen
and
Amen.

God bless the police and fire men of the world.
Double Amen.

Canada Day 1

2009-07-29T20:52:00.001-07:00

I think one of the most annoying things on the universe is air travel. Especially when one is not first class. It really brings out the worst in people, at least me. I am so impatient with people. Everything irritates me - well mostly just people. I know I've said this before but people lose all common sense when they step into an airport.

Anyway - I am here. I my room. 'Tis gut (Take one guess what I was reading Mrs F).

Remember my friends - I am NOT on vacation.

Hitting the hay early to gear up for a day of meetings.
First meeting is 8:45 am.
I know - I live on the edge.

Off to Canada, Eh.

2009-07-28T13:58:00.001-07:00

I'm jet setting off to Vancouver tomorrow.
This might be one of my last trips, so I'm going to enjoy every moment of it.
First off, I lurve me some Canadians. The men ~ tall and manly.
The food... yummmmmmmmmmmssssssssss.
We are taking float planes to Victoria Island.
We are taking helicopters to Whistler.

It will be pure amazingnessocity.

Then I'm flying directly to Maui.

My life is awesome for the next couple weeks. I will have my laptop so stay tuned for updates.

I'm super duper glad I switched my marathon training plan around. I got that 20 miler out of the way so while I'm traveling I only need to get a 10 and a 14 miler in. The 14 miler will be in Maui - I'm looking forward to that!

When I come home - we'll let's not think about that just yet.

Craziness Abounds

2009-07-27T16:51:00.000-07:00

So I had a rough weekend, but I'm trying to focus on the good stuff.

First 20 mile run is checked off the list.
20 miles = 2:59
I felt decent - wasn't happy with the time though. I think it's about 8:59 min miles. I was having some breathing problems due to a lovely anxiety attack I had the night before - but we're focusing on the positive. So that other shit won't be discussed.

I got a pedicure (Thanks loadmaster). Pedicures are things that will have to be cut from the budget as there will soon be no budget. But this was a treat.

Went to Bikram finally! I was glad when it was over - we'll just go with that.

Oh, and I finally laid out on the beach. My first beach trip this summer (at home I mean).
So yeah, that was good, too.

Yep, that's about all I can come up with. I can't wait to get out of town - leaving Wednesday. Maybe I'll never come back.

(Drama not being mentioned in this post: sunburn, tears, money, job, drama, stress, anger, drama, hot water heaters, friends, drama, gossip, etc.)

The Sum of the First Nine Prime Numbers

2009-07-23T09:42:00.000-07:00

It hit me the other day...
I'm gonna reach 100 miles this month!!!
Especially if I do my 20 miler on Sat. I'm super duper stoked and hope this little milestone will help keep me motivated.

One thing I love about Breakingthetape.com is that I can go back and see where I was last year at this time. Last July I ran 97.75 miles. This July I predict I will be 108 or so. Last August I got to 110.63. So this August I will try to beat that. I don't think I was traveling as much last year though. So we'll see.

Just as I was finishing my run this morning I heard a little honk and it was Miss ChicRunner. Her bf just moved into the 'hood next to mine. I hope we can run together soon. Of course I was huffing and puffing and crossing over to the "bad" side of the tracks when she saw me. ha ha.

Infiltration

2009-07-22T08:41:00.000-07:00

Well folks, this blog has been infiltrated.
By, guess who?

I casually mentioned my blog to the Loadmaster a while ago and with his stealthy ways he found it on his own.

Guess how?
Just google "swasome and loadmaster" and BAM - there I am.

So - Hi Loadmaster. Thanks for dinner last night :)

Of course the first thing I did this morning was look back at the stuff I'd written. GAWD - I am such a dork! Why to I put all my business out there like this? Not only stuff about him, but all my other drama (and exes). So he's read it all. He didn't give me much feedback except something about it being kinda funny.

Some of you (and him) might think that I will filter myself more now.
Well, honestly I kinda filter already (hi aunties and nanny). So yes, perhaps I will. For a while at least. Then I'll get over it and be back to my sassy ass self.

I wonder if the Loadmaster will create a profile and leave a comment....
I double dog dare you Loadmaster :)

Mini Freak Out

2009-07-21T09:39:00.000-07:00

I'm about smack dab in the middle of marathon training here so I thought it would be a good time to reflect back on my goals, my plan and see where I stand.

I'll tell ya where I stand... in a big pile of doo-doo.

If you remember I had 6 things that I did last year that helped me reach kick-butt status.
So you don't have to click on the link, here they are:

Fashionably Flexible
Weak Weekdays: Only 3 times per week MAX and not over 5/6 miles.
Cerebral Caloric Intake
Luscious Longies: 3 runs of 20+ plus miles, maxing out at 22 miles.
Yoga Yahoo: Continue to do Bikram at least 2 days a week - aiming for 3.
Healthapotamus: Get refocused on hydration/nutrition/vitamins/supplements.

I'm feeling like a bit of a failure here. Yeah, I managed 1 and 2 pretty good. But the rest was thrown out with the bath water (who would want to keep old bath water anyway?)

I am eating whatever, whenever. Not being strategic about it and definitely not drinking enough water.

And Yoga? What is this yoga you speak of? I have not gone in over a month. WTH?

So here is the main reason I am freaking out. Next Wed I leave for a 3 week business trip. The first 2 weeks will utterly painfully stressful. I'm talkin' crazy time. I suspect I will barely have free time to pee, let alone get a long run in. The 3rd week I will have more free time, in the evenings (which I hate to run in the evenings but will if I have to).

I totally need to readjust my training plan. Because I will not be able to get a 20 miler done while traveling. And in my head I'm not being flexible because I hate to readjust my plans.

This was my plan. If I just swap July 26 and August 2, then I can manage. That puts me doing my first 20 miler this weekend. I feel pretty confident doing a 20 miler this weekend, as I did 18 last weekend and my body feels fine. Then I have 3 weeks of lower mileage and back to 20 the weekend I get back from trip. Marathoners out there... what do you think????

PS: What ever happened to my song of the day???? I was thinking of bringin' it back, but I'm not loving any music right now.

Genetic Ties

2009-07-20T11:17:00.000-07:00

Jazz Hands

You can't escape them...

Namaste!

OMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

Sorry girls, you are stuck turning into me or your mother. There's no escaping who you really are!!!

PS: 18 miler was great. Finished it in a 8:41 average pace. Didn't die but my toe nails hurt. Just the nails. Weird, huh?

She Counts the Hours Until

2009-07-17T08:15:00.000-07:00

Wowsers, this week has been the busiest I've been at work in a long time. Almost driving me to tears at one point or two. I really don't see the end of it for about 2 more weeks. I have one more full week in the office - then 2 back to back trips where I'll be gone for 3 darn weeks.

With all this craziness, I still managed to get my morning runs in - yeah me.

I'm pretty excited about this weekend. Tonight we (OMG I just said "WE") are supposed to go on a double date with some friends. The cool thing is that I have been friends with this couple for EVAH and they were sort of influential in the set up with Loadmaster - as he is friends with them too. We're trying to push for dinner and a movie - whoo hoo wild times. There's a new fancy theater by the Loadmaster that has a BAR in it - HELLO!

Tomorrow morning I'm hittin' the pavement for an 18 miler. yippy. (note to self - eat)

Then a quick shower and I'm driving up to see my sissy and nieces. The oldest is turning 4. She told me over the phone that she wants a Hannah Montana Barbie. Where the heck do they learn things like that? She also wants clothes (takes after me) but not shorts because she has too many of those already. Also anything with Ariel, Cinderella or Hello Kitty is much appreciated. I'm so excited to get some quality time with them. When I see them at family functions, they are too overwhelmed to really hang with. But when I go for weekend visits, I get them ALL to myself. muuuahhhhhh

Now I just need to get through 8 more hours of crazy time hell and then it's ON.

Happy Fat

2009-07-15T09:42:00.000-07:00

Last night the Loadmaster took me to Mortons.
This boy likes to eat well.
Frequently.

The good thing is that he likes to share food. I really like this about him.

Last night we shared a bottle of yummy pinot.
We shared a chilled seafood platter.
We shared a chopped salad.
We shared a filet mignon.
We shared green beans.

Luckily I talked him out of sharing a dessert. (I always say wine is my dessert)

I hope I don't get fat again.

What are your feelings/thoughts on sharing food at a restaurant??

I think it's fantastic because restaurant portions (in America) are way too big. DUH!
And I like having several courses without having to eat the entire thing.
And I have a hard time making up my mind and committing to just one plate. I always get 'plate envy' of what the other person ordered.
And I like enjoying a meal slowly, especially with a fine fella.

A certain other person (who I won't mention) hated sharing food. He liked to eat his entire plate and nobody could touch it. And he didn't want to seem cheap by sharing.

Chime in...

Nickname Extraordinaire

2009-07-14T09:08:00.000-07:00

Rarely do things fall into your lap.
But this time it just did - something fun to blog about and the most awesomest of all nicknames.

I'll start at the beginning, it's a very good place to start... (sing with me)!

Last Sunday I was chillin' at the pad of the boy formerly known as Swasome. We were taking in the rays at the pool, but it was getting way to hot and this former sun worshiper is now concerned with getting too much (and too many wrinkles). So we headed in.

Out of the blue the man throws out "Hey let's go to TJ Maxx."
(That's how we roll on the weekends)

We're wondering around TJ Maxx when I saw this plant that I liked. I didn't even say anything yet but he said, "Wow, that plant would look great in your living room." I agreed and we stood there staring at it. It's a big plant. He said, "Let's get it and go to your house to see what it looks like." SWEET! So he got it for me.
(I told you he is so nice)

We are heading to the parking lot and it hit me. He has a BMW ~not a small, girly one but it doesn't seem that it would have much trunk space.

How the heck are we going to fit this in his car??

So I asked, "Uhm how the heck are we gonna get this in the car?"

He responded, "Didn't I tell you what my job was in the Air Force?"

I looked at him curiously.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

"I was the Loadmaster!"

There ya have it.
I am dating the Loadmaster. You don't think it's bad luck to change a nickname like with a boat or a dog, do you? Cuz Loadmaster just takes the cake.
Say it.
Loadmaster!

Runnin' on Empty

2009-07-13T13:52:00.001-07:00

Sorry you don't get the Cliffhanger new nickname yet. I have more important topics to discuss since this is/was/is a running blog.

As a science experiment for you all, I decided to put myself in harms way and see what would happen if one were to do a long run on an empty stomach.

Ok, in all reality it went like this...
Friday night date with Swasome to Houston's. I got the fish special (Ono) and asparagus. And wine of course. Notice: No carbs except the wine. I didn't over consume, so we're all good there. But I wake up Saturday morning bright and early for my 16 miler and realize that I have NOTHING in my fridge. I mean NOTHING (well except for all the makings of a martini, but that's not good for fueling up). I shrug it off, grab my Shot Blox and Electrolyte replacement stuff and hit the road.

I decided to take a new path. I drove to the River Jetty (that dumps into the ocean) and ran from there. It's about 1.5 miles to the beach (all sidewalk, no shade). I get to the beach and things are going great. I downloaded all the obnoxiousness that is LMFAO and was rocking out. I took my Shot Blox at mile 5 and was being diligent about drinking the electrolyte stuff. It was frakin' hot at 7am. I was sweating... mucho.

I hit mile 10. I wanted to die. I popped 2 more Blox. I guess this is the "wall" everyone talks about. I've never really hit the wall before - not even in my last 2 marathons. Then again, I ate food before. DUH. I push thru the horribleness of it all. Next thing ya know I feel like I'm high as a kite. Running on air (and fast too). WTH? The real "runner's high" not just feelin' good cuz I'm running. But seriously high. Then I got to mile 14. Back to death again. I thought "holy crap I have 2 more miles and the last 2 are on the jetty with no ocean breezes and no shade." I tried to think happy thoughts and just push thru. I didn't really have another option. I swear it was the longest 2 miles ever. I could see the bridge where I would end the run, but it just wasn't getting any closer. I was feeling loopy. Like low blood sugar, calorie deficient, pass out loopy. (Yes, I know what that feels like unfortunately)

Seriously people I am smarter than this. I know how to fuel for a run. I don't know what cocky part of my brain thought I could outsmart my body. Sometimes after running a while you just take for granted that you can get up and push your body to do anything you want it to. Sometimes your body comes back to you and says "hells-to-the-no hunny bunny."

Luckily, I made it to my car. I don't really remember driving home (it's only about 2 miles). Do you think you can get a DWL = driving while loopy? I made it home. All is good in the world. I was actually fine after I shoved some old almond slivers (used for recipes) into my mouth. I think I even ate some stale crackers. Then hit the store for milk & bananas. Then I ate a homemade pizza :)

My average pace was 8:54 for 16 miles.
Just think what I could have done if I fueled properly!!!

Was I an idiot? YES.
Did I get a nice reminder lesson? YES
Do not try this at home.

Cliffhanger

2009-07-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

I've been neglecting my blog as of late. I am sorry my dear friendly readers.

Work is super busy, people are super annoying and I am just super.

Just a little running tidbit of advice (although I'm sure most of you know this already)
DON'T EAT MEXICAN FOOD BEFORE A RUN.

When I was majorly dieting I cut all Mexican food out of my diet. But I've brought it back with a vengeance. I love it, but it just makes me feel so *crappy* after I eat it.

In other pretty good news (maybe I told you this already), but I weighed myself the other day for the first time in a while (I put the scale in the spare bathroom). And I'm at about the same weight - 134 to be exact. I haven't been obsessing about my diet and it's staying the same. I have to admit thought that now that I'm back in my running routine - I get FAMISHED right quick.

I know you are all probably wondering about Swasome Dude. No more details to share except that the bestest of the best of nicknames for him came up in convo the other day. Seriously there is no better nickname in the universe. But I'll save it for another day....

14 Miles - Check

2009-07-06T11:15:00.001-07:00

Happy 6th of July~

I did get my 14 miler in this weekend. My pace was 8:52 or something like that. Not bad, but still far from where I want to be. I felt like I was pushing myself the entire time.

You know how whenever you tell people you 'run' because you like it, a typical reply is "I only run if someone is chasing me." Well I realized that I run faster/better when I am actually behind someone. If I see a runner in front of me, I am determined to pass them. So I actually run faster. Does that make me a chaser, instead of a chasee? Kinda creepy, huh?

Well, after the run the rest of my weekend consisted of going to the market about 6 times, making 55 jello shots, chopping up veggies & fruit and drinking a mother load of Sangria.

This Is Why I Smile

2009-06-30T09:04:00.000-07:00

Happiness to me today is...

* A man with tools who keeps promises
* Eating ribs
* Waking up and having a great run

(PS: Arn't those cabinets the ugliest thing in the uni?)

Big Fat Fail

2009-06-29T11:17:00.001-07:00

Overall my weekend was nice, but I can't help but feel like a big fat failure.

I got the news Fri evening that my couch would be arriving between 9 and noon. SO, basically that meant that I would have to be up at 5:30 am to get to my running spot to be home in time. Sorry, but F-that. So I got home from Swasome's house around 9. The couch arrived at 10. I made my first trip of the day to Home Depot. My dad called to come over to install my microwave and redo some torn screens. He forgot about the microwave so he didn't have the tools. GER. The damn microwave has been sitting on the floor for over a month. I made a 2nd trip to Home Depot. By then, it's dinner time and I had dinner plans with a girlfriend. My long run never happened. I was seriously frustrated with the day.

Sunday I helped host the baby shower. It was awesome. Then I went back to Swasomes for pool time. We ran errands together, then cooked a healthy dinner together. I mentioned the frustrating Saturday I had and he just texted me to tell me he is coming over tonight to install my microwave. I didn't even have to ask. **Swoon** (Come over bearing tools and you win my heart.) You'll notice - still no run.

So the bad news is that I'm a week behind my marathon training schedule. This drives me bonkers. The good news is that I'm seriously crushing on my new guy and every time we are together I like him more and more. I guess ya gotta take the good with the bad sometimes. I'll get back on track. Starting tomorrow.

Weekend Outline

2009-06-26T09:06:00.000-07:00

FRIDAY:

Lunch today at Chow ~ love this place
Shopping for baby shower gift
Movie night with ..... someone sweet and awesome (or swasome as Jess would say). (I promise more details as soon as I'm ready - it's a great story!) (How many parenthesis can I use in one bullet point?)

SATURDAY

14 Mile Run - beach path
New couch arrives (yippy yippy yip)
Hopefully dad installs fancy new microwave (been sitting on my floor since a certain sea-faring gentleman bought it and didn't install it for me)
Sat night is still up in the air. I like it like that.

SUNDAY

Co-hosting fancy schmancy baby shower for my bestie. Thank goodness my "Co" part was more on the organizing and not the paying for side. It's in the hood where a certain famous Laker lives (and several other athletes for that matter).
Sunday evening - not sure yet either. Maybe hang with Mr. Swasome. OH GOD, did I just nickname him that?????

A Love Letter

2009-06-25T08:34:00.000-07:00

To my dearest feet,

It is with the utmost gratitude that I write to you today. While we have had our ups and downs, lost toe nails, bloody cuts and even blisters galore, you have managed to maintain healthy and resilient throughout two marathon training seasons.

As we embark on season three, I want to remind you how much you mean to me. This should be evident by the numerous pedicures and expensive running socks that I have gifted to you in the past. If for some reason you doubt my admiration, I will prove it soon with a new pair of running shoes. It seems hard to imagine that your "new ones" already have over 300 miles on them.

Please know how much I rely on you and how much you mean to me. Stay strong and I will continue to take care of you.

H & K

POM

And That's One To Grow On

2009-06-21T09:28:00.000-07:00

Well my dear friends, my trip to Cabo is coming to an end. Overall it's been quite a success. I managed to get both my planned runs in, including 8 dreadful miles on the treadmill, that stopped at least 3 times mid run (probably my fault for accidentally hitting that stupid emergency stop button). I'm not sure of my exact time/pace, but it ranged from 8:30 to 9:20, mostly closer to 9:20. Even being in air conditioning, I can't believe how much I sweat. Embarrassing people. Really embarrassing. It was flinging all over the treadmill and glass wall. GROSS!

A few lessons learned:

If you use an ATM in another country, don't expect to get US Dollars out of it.
If you're going on a boating cruise and ending up at dinner in the sand, it's probably not a good idea to wear your $500 pumps.
If a guy named Rambo pours tequila down your throat on numerous occasions, you will most likely puke and miss the fun festivities the next day.
Sunscreen is good. So are hats.
Skype is the bomb! (Webcams...extra fun).
If you go fishing, it will be a long day in the sun.
Blackberry's are cool because you can BBM all the live-long day (for free) with a special boy missing you back home.
Just because someone buys you a tequila shot, does not mean you have to take it.
Talking down to your spouse in front of other people only makes you look like the jerk.
There is no such thing as a free meal (or free trip for that matter).

Ok, now here's the fun part. Guess which 2 lessons were learned by me. No prize will be given, but you'll feel extra cool if you know me well enough to guess correctly. Ok, maybe you won't, but play along.

Adios

2009-06-17T16:54:00.000-07:00

Hola from Cabo.
It's so hot and pretty!!!

Will try to get some runs in, but not sure when. I have an 8 miler scheduled for the weekend.

Sans Music

2009-06-13T15:07:00.000-07:00

12 miles checked off the list. 9:26 pace.
It wasn't easy.
But I burned 1300 calories and I will use all those up tonight at a BBQ!

Since I don't live on the beach anymore, I drove down there at about 6:45am. I had an apple and a hard boiled egg white, then hit the road. Parking is always a bitch, but I figured it was early enough that I wouldn't have a problem. I was planning on parking at a certain persons house because he isn't there and I have his key - just in case I need water or bathroom or anything like that. Well there was no damn parking. So I drove about 20 blocks backtracking to my other friends house. No luck again. So I drove back to the other house. I don't know why. I was just not thinking and frustrated.

So I get all set up - dorky ass fanny pack, water, iPod, Garmin. Oh shit... my headphones are broken again! I love my headphones because they stay in my ears, but I swear they break about every 4 months! If I hadn't driven and dealt with that morning drama, I probably would have thrown in the towel. But NO, I had to get this run in and prove to myself that I'm back in training mode. So I toughed it out with NO music.

The run was ok. There were some parts where I wanted to just stop and walk. But I didn't. I didn't realize how the music really pushes me and keeps my mind occupied. Some body parts were tight (hips) and sore (knees). I'm definitely craving some Bikram now (going tomorrow morning).

Still thinking about the table. Might go get tomorrow after yoga, but get chairs at IKEA to save a little moola. Oh, I'm dragging my friend SZ to yoga for the first time. She is the one that ran the 5k with me last weekend. I love that I'm getting her into all my things :) She has a truck so we can get the table after class. And she's handy so she can help me put it together too! Thanks SZ!!!

Foto Friday

2009-06-12T13:53:00.000-07:00

Since the only thing on my mind today is finding the perfect dining room table, I'll spare you the details. Instead we'll revert back to FOTO FRIDAY.

June 12 = 12th pic in the 6th folder:

This was taken on Easter. Before we eat, we always have to hold hands and pray. Yep. I pray!

The silver fox in the red shirt is my dad - remember the one who told me to diversify my workouts! The hottie in the black and white shirt is my grams - lookin' pretty good, I do say so myself. I'm not allowed to say her age. Actually I don't think any of us really know her age. I call her Nanny-O because she reminds me of Jackie-O.

Ok, I lied. I'm not going to spare the details of my dining room dilemma. My dream table... dark wood, square with a leaf to make it a large rectangle. Not the tall "bar" type that are popular, but the short, regular kind. Not curvy or fancy - just straight lines, sleek. That's all I ask for. I've been looking everywhere and finally found it! But it's a lot more money than I wanted to spend. I can get the same table without the leaf for about half the cost. But I really want the leaf so that more than 4 people can sit/eat at the same time - in the event that I ever have more than 4 people over. Which I probably won't because I'm neurotic. But I still want the option. Friends, I have been looking and looking. Should I just buck up and pay the price for what I really want?

Oh yes, also running 12 miles tomorrow. Planning on driving down to my old beach path. Just hope this naggy allergy cough goes away.

Starting Point

2009-06-10T08:59:00.000-07:00

This is going to be quick and painless. I just wanted to document my starting point for this training season.

Sun: 10 miles - 1:34 = 9:28 pace
Wed: 4 miles - 37:18 = 9:19 pace

Those were both hilly runs so I guess I'm not in as bad of shape as I was thinking. We'll take a look back come September and see where I'm at.

I'm finally getting into the swing with my morning run. The only drawback is that it take a little more time than my old run. Just to get to the starting point of where I can run, I have to wait through FOUR stoplights - just to get to the other side of the freeway. It's a bit annoying, but I'll deal.

She's Running; She's Actually Running

2009-06-09T08:51:00.000-07:00

CORONA DEL MAR 5K
I was running this race with my friend SZ. She walk/ran a 5k years ago, but this is her first race after getting back into running. She did the Cto5k program on her iPhone (walk/run combo plan). I picked her up at 7am and we talked about her race goals. She said she thinks she will be around 32-35 minutes. I asked her what her dream time would be and she said to break 30 mins. So I told her that I will run with her and get her to her dream goal. We got to the starting line and I talked with her about not going out too fast. The race started and we kept a nice easy pace. I talked to her the entire time. We stopped and walked twice, but I pushed her to start back running as soon as she caught her breath. I actually had so much fun pacing and coaching - almost more fun than running my own race. We got to about .5 miles left and I told her we had to keep that pace to reach her goal - and at the final stretch I said "Run like a banshee from hell!" Her final time was 30:14. I felt like a proud mama :)

There isn't much in regards to spectators or music, but the scenery is nice. The best part about this race is the food after. Finishers go thru a shoot called "restaurant row" and that's what it is - they have pizza, tacos, sushi, bagels, pastries, fruit, etc. I settled on an orange, yogurt parfait with berries and a bran muffin. Ok, I'll admit I had a creme brule, too. We grabbed our goodies and sat on the lawn looking at the ocean. I think she's hooked because now she wants me to help her with a half marathon plan!!!!

OFFICIAL MARATHON TRAINING RUN
Sunday morning marked my first official marathon training run. I haven't run 10 miles since February! I set out in my new hood - ran a warm up mile over to Back Bay. I have to say that I struggled mentally a little bit at the beginning, but the run over all went really well. There are a heck-of-a-lot more hills than I am used to (remember my beach path is as flat as I was in 7th grade). But I loved the challenge of the hills. What I struggled with was my own ego. For the life of me, I couldn't keep my old pace. I averaged a pace of about 9:38.

Once I let go of my expectations, I really enjoyed the run. It was warm & humid and was a sweaty betty. Here is the only other issue that I had with Back Bay: I brought my water bottle fanny pack - but I'm a big thirsty lady. I could have polished off that bottle in the first half. BUT there are no water fountains to refill. So I had to ration my water. I think for any longer distances I will have to go back to beach path just for water and potty purposes.

Besides that, I went on another fantastic date. It's such a fun story, but I'm not ready to share yet.

Diary of a Crazy Lady

2009-06-04T11:05:00.000-07:00

I kinda forgot that my friend signed me up for this fun 5k this weekend **. I'm excited to run with my girls that are just getting back into it. I'm not sure if I will try to PR or just run with them. I say I want to run with them but sometimes that little competitive bug comes out and I have to run fast.

Then again, I think that competitive bug might be hibernating (or dead for that matter).

I have NOT been able to get into running since last weekend. When I have the day off, running is my first priority. But other than that, I feel so overwhelmed and busy right now.

I swear that EVERY DAY for this entire month I have something planned on my lunch break AND after work. EVERY FLIPPIN' DAY. I feel pulled in so many directions. My mom has been trying to get a hold of me for a few days, but she just calls at the worst time and then asks the stupidest questions, then hangs up on me for being irritated with her! I finally had to book an appointment with her to see my new place next Tue after work.

Besides the fun 5k, I have to get a 10 miler in this weekend - probably Sunday morning. I have a bed frame coming, a new fancy built in microwave and a dresser this weekend!!! My dad wants to hang on Sunday (I'm sure he wants me to go to church with him).

Oh yeah and something planned for Sat night.... enough said.

I had to special order some fancy baby shower invites for my bestie (This place is awesome - let me know if you need fancy invites in the OC). Then address them all. Then talk to her MIL about lame stuff. I'm just waiting for all the RSVP calls to come in.

Speaking of calls - I'm having a Blackberry problem. I burn thru my battery pretty quickly. When I'm only 1 or 2 bars down, the phone decides to turn off my mobile network connections. I don't even realize it's happened until I notice that I haven't gotten any emails in the past 4 hours. Phone calls won't come thru either. Anyone have a solution for this?

Sheesh - Calgon take me away! I can't wait for my next business trip (about 1.5 weeks) so I can actually just WORK and not do anything else or worry about anything else (that doesn't make sense, does it?)

See what happens when POM doesn't have wine for a week (Cutting back to weekend and special occasions only)? Saturday night - wine, sweet wine, you will be mine.

**Check out all the typos on the website - wth?

Neighborhood Exploration

2009-06-02T11:34:00.000-07:00

Friday I finally hit the pavement to explore my new 'hood. I wasn't sure which way to go, but thought I would chose the route that seemed safer. The only draw back is that I have to cross over a big scary freeway exit area - but there are stop lights and such so it wasn't too bad.

As soon as I crossed over the freeway, I was in the coolest hippest neighborhood evah! Now, this is not my neighborhood, but the one adjacent to me. It's my dream neighborhood. It's definitely not a "planned community" which is one of the reasons I love it. Every house is different - some are small, old fixer-uppers. Others are ginormous mansions with "private road" signs in front. There are even some that are so gated and hidden by brush you have NO idea what is behind there (Boo Radley anyone?). The streets are a bit old and hilly and lined with tall beautiful trees. About a mile up into it, I run into Back Bay - which is an awesome place to run. I took a different street back for a little mix up in the route. Let's just say that I am LOVING my new running route. I thought I would use my expert drawing skillz to illustrate the new route.

My 4 miles felt great - I was super sweaty but happy to be back at it.

I scheduled my long run for Sunday - planned on 8 miles. Well, I grabbed my Garmin when it was time to go and realized that the battery was DEAD - I somehow didn't turn it off since Friday! I was so pissed. Then I searched and searched for the charger and could not find it anywhere! I remember seeing it when I was packing and I even remember thinking "don't forget where you packed this." But I just can't find it. Luckily I hit my old running beach path for my long run and know how far it is to run 8 miles. But I wasn't able to time myself. Oh well. The 8 miles felt awesome too and I'm excited to be back to training.

BUT THEN...Duh, duh, duh

I got hit by something Sunday night - food poisoning? flu bug? I have no idea, but I puked my brains out for about 12 hours. I'm still trying to get rehydrated and recovered. I will attempt to run tomorrow morning if I can get this dehydration headache to go away by then.

Last, congrats to all you hot San Diego Marathoners - I was thinkin' of ya as I did my measly 8 miles. You all kicked butt!

The Necklace Situation

2009-05-28T15:43:00.001-07:00

A couple people commented on the necklaces I have hanging from the tie rack! Here's the deal with that. As most of you know that travel is part of my job. When I first started traveling I would collect stupid souvenirs or trinkets from each destination (if it was a cool one). Within a year I realized that I hate trinkets and clutter and these things are of no use to me.

That's when I realized that it would be cool to get a necklace from each place - if I felt that I HAD to get something. That way, I will wear them and they come with a fun story. I thought this was a pretty darn good idea.

Some of my favorites:
* Bone painted red from Botswana
* Glass hand painted beads from Cape Town
* Big fun cheapy beaded one from Cabo
* Glass in wire from a street fair in London
* Black circles - from Portland (marathon weekend!)
* Jade symbol - from New Zealand

Anyway, it's a fun and functional way to remember your trip!

Closet: The Finale

2009-05-27T08:55:00.000-07:00

Here's what I ended up doing for the closet:

For the shirts - I got the double hanger thing from Container Store. It was like $10! Short sleeves are on top, long sleeves on bottom.

On the wall, I have hooks for belts and scarves.

On the door, I have my earrings and bracelets.

There is a small shelf with P.J.'s on the floor.
And basket of bathing suits on upper shelf.

Here are my skirts and slacks.

On the upper shelf I have folded sweaters, jeans and sweats.

A tie rack for my necklaces, hanging in closet as well.

The spare bedroom closets holds the shoes.
There is also a purse rack.
Baskets with hats and Halloween costumes.

Dresses are on the other side.

Also my work "uniforms" which are stupid khakis and polo shirts.

Thanks for all your suggestions. It was quite fun organizing everything.

Now for the furniture debacle. So here is the deal, I have a little bit of money left. Not much, but enough to buy some staple items (couch, dresser, etc.)

BUT BUT BUT I'm not feeling 100% confident with my job right now. Basically I have contracts through the end of August but after that - if we ain't got no business then homegirl ain't got a jobby-job. My conservative nature is telling me to save, save, save and live without for a while to just make it thru the next few months. So what that means is there will be no decor photos for a while.

I have been so exhausted the past few days. Last night I just wanted to go home, turn off my phone and read my new obsession: Amish books (thanks Mrs. F). I didn't get home until 7pm. My bestie stopped by for a while. Then a boy called me and we talked for a long time. Then my other bestie called and we talked for an hour. Next thing I know, it's 11pm. I slept like a ROCK and could not budge when my alarm went off this AM. So no run. But I brought my clothes and am going to run after work today.

The next few days are going to be super hectic again - window coverings installed, paint touch ups and baseboards, date, oven installed, visiting out-of-town friend.....

I just can't wait for SATURDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have NOTHING to do except run and it sounds dreamy.

Before & After: The Condo

2009-05-26T13:19:00.001-07:00

I am a little hesitant to put up any photos since I haven't done ANYTHING decorating wise.

But I'll show you a few:

BEFORE - looking from living room to kitchen - how gross is this paint and carpet? The kitchen had linoleum from the 70s I think.

AFTER - Ripped out all flooring, painted and new base boards. You can see there is still a mess in the kitchen. They delivered my new stove, but the old gas gasket thingy was too big. So I had to have it replaced. Stove can't be installed until this Friday. So it's sitting in the middle of the kitchen.

The walls are Pearl White with the trim in Swiss Coffee. There is a slight contrast and I like it. I didn't want to go crazy with color for the paint because I get sick of things easily. So if I feel a need to redecorate, I can just switch out some rugs and pictures and be done with it.

BEFORE - Living room. I hate the fireplace - it's like creepy tile with little flowers in the corner. BUT it is way too much of an undertaking to re-do now. I did bust out the broken tiles on the floor.

AFTER - it's much lighter and brighter. You can't tell in the pic, but I scraped the ceilings too. It just feel cleaner in there, ya know?

What you see is this pic are the only remaining pieces of furniture. I don't even like these pieces and they will be going as soon as the new can be brought in.

So there ya have it so far. My closet is almost organized. I'll post those pics tomorrow - maybe.

Regarding running - I had an 8 miler scheduled this weekend and it just didn't happen. Based on a few things out of my control, the move & clean up took longer than expected. I'm so grateful for my friends and fam who stepped in and helped out. Tomorrow morning will be my first run in my new 'hood. I have no idea where to go, but I'll figure it out. Thank goodness for the Garmin.

Purge-alicious

2009-05-25T08:59:00.000-07:00

I'm finally all settled into my new pad. My TV isn't set up but I can connect to someones Internet so that's all the entertainment I need.

Let me tell ya about the move. Thur night I had planned to clean up the condo before moving in on Fri. Well, the floor guys were NOT done yet. AND they were cutting the wood INSIDE. Do you know how thick that layer of dust was?

Ah, so I had my girlfriend in tow but we couldn't do anything. SO I dragged her back to my old apartment, luring her with wine. We managed to pack up everything (and polish off 2 bottles). However after 2 bottles, we thought we needed another so we walked to the liquor store, thinking this was a good idea. Drunk packing is fun. We were very resourceful, however upon unpacking I couldn't find anything. Bathroom items were mixed with kitchen items. It was actually quite funny.

Friday morning my dad calls bright and early. I was seriously hurting but had to get up and hide the evidence of our debauchery the night before. (Yes, I'm 33 and still scared of my dad's scornful eye.) We decided to move all the heavy items first. I was dusting off my bedroom set (the ONLY furniture I was keeping) and it occurred to me. I hate this bedroom set. It's bulky and hardly functional. It's that rustic pine with wrought iron that was popular about 10 years back. However 10 years at the beach had warped the wood so opening and closing the dresser drawers is practically impossible. And the bed frame is ginormous. Out of the blue I said, "let's just take this directly to Goodwill." I don't think I've ever seen my father so happy (he was going to have to carry that stuff up the stairs at my new place.)

So I did it. I got rid of every piece of furniture I own (except 1 chair and end table).
Now I'm not sure I have enough money to buy anything new.
In the meantime I have my mattress on the floor, my clothes folded in piles, my undies in a basket and I'm happy as a clam.

I'll post before and after pics soon.

PS: My appliances were delivered on Sunday. This is the first time in over 10 years that I have had a washer and dryer. Can you guess what I was doing all day???

Movin' and Shakin'

2009-05-21T08:29:00.001-07:00

I'm feeling better about my closet.
Thank you all soooooooo much for the advice. I performed a major purge last night. I have half a room full of stuff that I am offering to some girlfriends or giving to charity. I have to admit that I only got rid of 2 pairs of shoes. I really do wear all of them. (Side note: last time I moved I specifically remember my dad saying "Do you really need 6 pairs of black heals?" Yes dad, I do and if you wear heals everyday it's nice to not have to wear the same ones!)

This is what I'm gonna do:
Spare bedroom closet will get all the shoes, suits, dressier dresses, bathing suits, purses and stuff that isn't worn on a regular basis. I will put some mirrored closet doors (eventually) in there and make it my dressing room.

The closet in my room will have all my work clothes and daily wear items. I will get a double rod in there and I think it will work. I also want to eventually get those awesome flocked hangers. I wish I could now, but dang my money is quickly evaporating.

My girlies are coming over to new place tonight to help me clean it all up (Thanks Dr Dev and Mrs. C). Then the big move in starts tomorrow!!!!!!

I did get my 4 miler in this morning. My mind was racing the entire time with my to-do list that I actually enjoyed my run. It went pretty fast. However, I'm still off kilter with my nutrition and hydration. When I'm busy and stressed, I do the opposite of most people - I don't eat. Actually I haven't had dinner the past 2 nights. I was just so absorbed in what I was doing. I haven't really been eating breakfast either. Just an apple. But with my girls coming tonight, I thought I would supply some food and drinks so I'll eat - don't fret. And next week when I'm in my new place with my fridge - I'll stock up and get my act together.

Closet Conundrum

2009-05-20T08:43:00.000-07:00

I have to admit that this is completely humiliating and embarrassing.

I'm talking about my closet. When I moved into my little beach apartment, there was pathetic hole in the bedroom that they considered a closet. But luckily, there was an "office." I called my dad over straight away and he turned the office into a big ass walk in closet. You might also remember when my closet collapsed that one time.

Pic 1 is my current closet.

I have 3 racks for shoes and a basket of shoes overflowing. Yes, I need them all.

In a feeble attempt to be organized, I purchased some baskets (sitting on shelf). These contain hats, bathing suits, cover ups, costume items, and purses.

There is also a little shelf thing that is crammed with sweats and jammies.
Not in the picture (but on the left wall of the closet) is a dresser. The dresser is completely overflowing to the point that some of the drawers don't close. In the dresser are undies, socks, tank tops, tee shirts, running clothes and sweaters.

Hanging on the wall - belts, scarves and a robe. Oh, and you can see all my race medals on the door nob. Exciting place for them, huh?

This second pic is my new closet.

It is about 1/4 of the size of my old closet.

What the hiz-ell am I going to do?

I do have a few saving graces - I have a spare bedroom. So I can put stuff that is not frequently worn in that closet. Also, there is a closet down stairs where I can put jackets and such. Last, I have a very high bed, so that space can be utilized somehow.

I am reaching out to you. I need help!

Thoughts?

Suggestions?

Links?

**Please note that after all the home improvements I had to do, I am completely broke. Like won't have furniture broke.

The Fantastic, The Annoying and The Down Right Stupid

2009-05-19T08:10:00.000-07:00

The Fantastic

Condo home improvements going smooth. It looks like I'll be moving in this weekend! Yippy.
Running getting there - did a 7 miler on Saturday and a 3 miler this AM.
Yoga - loving it. Had awesome new teacher this weekend and I talked my boss into making it a weekly thing for us to leave early one day to catch the 4:30 class!
With my move, I'm trying to figure out my new running path. I THINK that I might be close enough to this river jetty that runs into the ocean. So I'll have to check that out next week!

The Annoying

The only hiccup with the condo so far was the mail situation. They have group boxes and since my condo was bank owned, I didn't have the mail key NOR did I know what box was mine. After several visits to the post office, $35.00 and a call to the post man (who had to put a sticky note on my mail box - it is finally resolved.
Moving is annoying. I need to start packing tonight.
I have a major closet issue. Right now I have converted an office into a ginormous closet. It is currently overflowing with stuff. My new condo has the smallest closet in the universe. Honestly it probably won't even fit my shoes. I might have to take pictures to get suggestions from you all. I need a closet solution!
I have to get rid of my couch and chair. I think I have to put it on Craig's List. How annoying is that?

The Down Right Stupid

Sunday, I was (kinda) play fighting a certain person you all love to hate. To defend himself he put his arms up. I socked his forearm and I think I broke my finger. I can't straighten it and it's black and blue. Ouchie. Stupid. You're not supposed to hit.

Prom Season

2009-05-13T08:35:00.000-07:00

The prom season has begun. Some of you have kids going to the prom, others of us can reflect (and laugh) at our own prom.

I'm bringing prom world to bloggerland.... I TAG ALL OF YOU to bust out a prom picture and post it for us. Then if you feel so inclined, share your prom story. Let's see how many prom pics we can get....

1992

November Rain - GnR

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
Boys II Men
P.M. Dawn
MC Hammer
Color Me Badd

I had the same boyfriend from 10th grade well into my college years. He was a year older, so we went to HIS senior prom (my junior prom). I remember he was really stressed about being able to afford it. I think he had to sell some baseball cards or something. muahhhhh

I loved my dress - it made me feel like The Little Mermaid. Of course I had my shoes and purse dyed to match. I'm just glad my "big hair" stage was already phasing out.

Also for your viewing pleasure, I used a picture that showcases my awesome black lacquer bedroom set, which I thought was sooooooooo cool. But still a little girl, you'll also notice the teddy bear.

I think we went to Cask 'N Cleaver for dinner. That was the fanciest restaurant we could think of. The actual prom sucked, from what I remember. My boyfriend would not dance, so neither did I. We just sat there. I think we even got in a fight (which we did often).

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Here's the kicker of my prom story. I'm sure you'll all think I'm a hussy, but if you read my blog regularly, then that's already confirmed. So prom night was a BIG night... ya know? We booked a hotel room. We were cool like that. I went to Victoria's Secret and got some saucy little number, that most likely looked more like a dress than the actual dresses girls wear THESE days to prom (whoa, I sound old). Anyway, we check into the hotel and he says he'll be right back.

I waited.

And waited.

Then I heard a ruckus and realized that there was a big party a couple rooms down. It was obvious that it was people from our prom.

My boyfriend went to the party.

Without me.

I feel asleep in my fancy new nightie.

Alone.

And I didn't even break up with him after that.

AND that wasn't even the worst thing he did throughout our 5 year relationship.

But that's another blog.

So bring on the prom pics people!!!!

(PS: YES, I got up and ran this morning! Yeah for me)

Not Quite There

2009-05-12T15:31:00.000-07:00

Operation Start Running in Mornings: FAIL

Must run tomorrow morning or else.
What is my problem????? I only have about 3 more weeks of running on the beach in the morning. Must get out and enjoy it.

Painters done! Kitchen cabinets are next. Then Carpet, then flooring.

I will post before and after pics as soon as the AFTER is done :)

We-we-weekends

2009-05-11T11:51:00.000-07:00

Wow, weekends seem to fly by.

Holding with my short-term marathon plan, I scheduled a 6 miler this Saturday. I grabbed Big G (my Garmin) and hit the road. I knew I was slower than I was last year, but didn't realize HOW slow. Mile 1 was 8:59. WTH? Then I got to mile 2 and looked at my watch to realize that it said 1.2 miles. I guess it stopped right after mile 1. Then I remembered that I haven't used (or charged) my Garmin since my last race - Feb 4th. ha ha. Luckily I've run this path for 3 years now, so I know that 3 mile turn around. I have to say that I was disappointed with my slowness and felt like I needed to stop for water more, but I finished it and felt fine right when I stopped. Next weekend I'll bump it up to 7 or 8.

I met with my painter on Sat and they already started scraping & texturing my ceilings! They should finish all the painting by middle of week. Then I need to get the flooring guys in. So many things to think about and coordinate. I just want to get in and do the fun stuff!!!! I spent the rest of my afternoon at Home Depot and think I found my new home away from home. **Swoon**

Spent Mother's Day with my family - got to hang with my adorable nieces. My snuggle bunny youngest niece is in this mommy-only phase. So I didn't get all the lovin' that she used to give me. And the 3 yr old only gives love with presents. My granny was smart and stocked up on the presents.

Condo Update

2009-05-08T12:50:00.000-07:00

My dad just told me I need to diversify my workouts. (By the way, my dad is super fit & athletic with 6% body fat - annoying, huh?)

At this point, I'm trying to just get anything in. So diversifying isn't really an issue.

I was hoping my condo would close today, but the stinkin' bank needs to sign ONE stinkin' piece of paper. We've been waiting for 3 days. I discovered the secret unknown 3-day rule in the escrow process. Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING takes a minimum of 3 days. Even if it's just when someone has to fax something. 3 days. Email something. 3 days. I just don't understand how this process is so convoluted.

BUT I have to admit that this 2nd go-around is so so so so so much easier. Everything has just worked out, without much hassle or fuss. I'm not even scheduled to close until next Wed but we have everything done except this one signature needed thing.

So the plan is that I'm meeting with my painter tomorrow to get a quote. Hopefully can get it painted the day after I close. Then get the carpet guy and flooring guy (different people) to come the following weekend. THEN I can start moving in. I have been saving, saving, saving for so long that I can't wait to get to SHOP SHOP SHOP - I have so much to buy. Weeeeeeeeeeee

Workout plan is 6 or 7 mile run on Sat and Bikram on Sunday. NOt sure what I'm going to do tonight. I forgot to pack my workout clothes so I have to go all the way home. I might just go for a walk or something.

Whoa This Might Be A Running Blog Again

2009-05-07T08:48:00.000-07:00

MizFit commented the other day "You are so one to DECIDE and DO."

And darn tootin' she's right. If I don't have a goal, I will lallygag alls day and alls night. But this girl's got a plan peeps.

I reviewed my plan from last year. Since I cut almost an hour from 2007 to 2008, I'm sticking with that plan. Cuz Damn Gina- it worked. I looked at my schedule and I didn't really start thinking about marathon training until June. So I have a month to get my booty in gear.

My short term (this month) goal is to just get my mileage up. OBV - take a look at my side bar. This girl ain't been runnin'. I did 5 last weekend, I'll increase a mile each weekend and can be to 10 miles by the end of the month. That is a perfect starting point for me.

The other thing that I did last year was follow these rules:

Fashionably Flexible: Long runs on Fri, Sat OR Sun - whatever day works best for me.
Weak Weekdays: Only 3 times per week MAX and not over 5/6 miles. No need to go out and get injured.
Cerebral Caloric Intake: If you remember I gained weight on my first marathon, but I was a svelte sister on my 2nd one. Gotta watch what goes in the pie hole.
Luscious Longies: 3 runs of 20+ plus miles, maxing out at 22 miles.
Yoga Yahoo: Continue to do Bikram at least 2 days a week - aiming for 3.
Healthapotamus: Get refocused on hydration/nutrition/vitamins/supplements.

I know I've said it a million times but I swear that Bikram helped me stay uninjured during my second training season. So I'm sticking it.

On another note, do ya'll remember that one time I had a guest blogger??? Well "Clinton" has really gotten into running. We are trying to lure him into the realm of full marathons. We would have so much fun if he came with us to Wisconsin. We can talk about clothes and running and eat cheese. Come on Clinton, you gots to come with!

Last, and I'll stop rambling. I just want to say how awesome my girls are that we have decided to do this again. This is our 3rd year - they are very cool chicks and I'm blessed to have them as friends, even though we're all so far away. ((HUGS))

Get ready for a whole new wave of crazy! I didn't even mention that I signed DOCS yesterday for my new condo. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah!

2009 Marathon

2009-05-06T09:11:00.001-07:00

Totally freaking out.
Totally freaking out.
Totally freaking out.

You guys might laugh when you see the marathon I chose, but hear me out.

So I have 2 girlfriends that I have ran my past 2 marathons with. We support each other during training and chat endlessly about stuff that non-runners don't care about. The only problem is that we are all spread throughout the country. I am So Cal - which is where we ran our 2007 marathon (Long Beach). Kris is in Denver - we actually chose PDX for 2008 because there was no way in hiz-ell I would run a marathon in Denver. I almost died during the 5k.

So this year, we are going to Mel - she's in Wisconsin. We were thinking Chicago, but it's sold out and we would have had to spend way too much money for tickets, lodging, etc. We're going to stay at her house (save $$) and that made the decision easy. AND just realized I can use miles for my airline ticket :)

So we're going to Wisconsin... That's right.

Milwaukee Lakefront Marathon

So, anyone live in the area and want to run with us? I've read the reviews and it's supposed to be an awesome small marathon. Great support, etc, etc.

I've never been to Wisconsin. What should I expect? What the hell is a badger? Ya think I'll find a husband there?

I'm totally freaking the F out about another marathon. But we'll talk about that tomorrow.

Weighing In And Looking Back

2009-05-05T09:01:00.000-07:00

I'm making a diligent effort to keep up on my blogging. So while I was pondering what to blog about, I thought I would take a look back to see what was going on this time LAST year. Well, last year, I was about to run a freakin' half marathon for Mother's Day.

Darn it, how have I gotten so far from where I was? I really need to get back on track with regular running if I am going to consider a fall marathon. So step one is to get back into a routine, with short weekday runs. Starting today after work.

I've kept up with the weekend warrior status. Remember at the end of March when I said I would do a science experiment for ya'll to see if I can just eat well and be a weekend workout warrior and maintain my weight???? Remember? Remember when? (Jk, sounds like a 2 yr old, huh?)

At that time I was about 139 - which is totally pushing it on the high end for me. At my hey day of marathon training last fall I was down to 128 (which might be a bit too low for me) but my happy-jess weight is 132-134. Well as of this morning I'm at 137. (If you're new to this blog, my highest weight evah was 168, about 3.5 yrs ago.)

So what this tells me is that FOR ME (everyone is different) it really is all about food to keep my weight low. Although running like a madwoman really helps.

So there ya have it.
The experiment is officially closed and my lazy a$$ needs to get back into the running routine. There really is another fall marathon in the back of my mind- more on that once I wrap my head around it.

The End of M1...Hopefully

2009-05-04T08:08:00.001-07:00

I can't even believe that the story didn't end after the last encounter...

Matt #1 continued to call after the running away encounter. I was hanging out Sunday afternoon with my usual cohorts and they said the story was kinda freaky.
I decided that I had to be proactive so I texted him: "I'm involved with someone."
I hoped that would end it.

So my girlfriend and I walked to the market (for the 2nd time that day) because we ran out of wine. FREAK'N MATT was riding his bike as we walked there.

You have GOT to be kidding me. I was so glad that Sarah was with me, first so she could see first hand how evil he is and second so I had proof that this was all happening.
He stopped his bike, introduced himself to Sarah, then proceeded to tell his about his weekend and how I missed out. He even mentioned that he had gone to all my "stomping grounds" and he listed the bars that I usually hang out at. THANK GOD I didn't go out that weekend. BUT get this, he was at the same bar as The Captain, at the SAME TIME. That would have been a disaster.

So I made up some story about how we had the kids (we actually did have Sarah's step-kids) so we had to go. She said that I was so right and you can just feel the creepy evilness seeping out of him. Just the way he talks - he's pushy and arrogant.

Let's just hope the text message and the final blow off gave him the right signal. I didn't get any further calls, so I think I'm in the clear.

Happy Monday.

It Never Ends

2009-05-02T13:28:00.000-07:00

I had to get online on a Saturday because I just HAVE to share this story with you. Argh.

I went to the market last night on my way home and bumped into someone I have not seen in THREE years.....

Guess who...

MATT #1

He walked right over to me and said hi. I tried to act really busy. A minute later he comes back to me and says "give me your number again." I gave him a weird look. He didn't ASK for my number, he demanded it in his typical Angry White Male way. He's such an AWM. ick. I felt trapped, so I gave him my number against my better judgement. Then he has the balls to say, "What was your name again?" ARE YOU F'N KIDDING ME?

Such a douche bag.

I leave the market and he calls 5 mins later. I didn't answer (thank God for cell phones). He wanted me to meet him and his buddies out last night. HELLS NO MO FO.

Then my phone rings at 2:20 AM - you've GOT to be kidding me. Obv I didn't answer.

SO I go for my run this morning - a nice mellow 5-miler. I run past some restaurants and BANG surprise, surprise, he is standing in front of a restaurant waiting to go in. He says "hey why didn't you meet us last night?" I kept running and yelled back "because I didn't want to." I didn't even stop. hee hee.

So I go home, hop in shower and when I get out there is a message from him about wanting to meet up this afternoon.

Dude, get a hint. I dumped your AWM ass three years ago. No need to go back to that hell hole and you didn't even remember my freakin' name.

French Canadian Old Man

2009-05-01T10:48:00.000-07:00

Like all my stories start, I was at a bar with some friends... a couple dirty martinis in.
I spotted this handsome older gentleman across the bar and batted my eyelashes. In about 2 seconds flat, he is sitting at our table. He was French Canadian so I tried to practice my French, my terrible pronunciation must have charmed him. We talked for a good hour. He has a daughter not much younger than me (creepy). But I do love a sexy older man.

Anywhooo. Us gals started getting antsy so we decided to head to the bar next door where there is dancing. I gave FCOM my number and we left. He called me about 10 minutes later. I ignored the call. So we're at the other bar and I'm dancing with some friends and I see FCOM standing in the corner. Watching me. All night long. I pretended like I didn't see him.

Then I threw up on the dance floor. That's when ya know it's time to go home.

He texted me in the morning to see if I wanted to go to brunch. I didn't respond.
He called me in the afternoon to see if I wanted to meet for dinner. I didn't respond.
He continued to text and call me for about a month. I never responded.
My friends bumped into him at another bar and he was asking about me.

Now why, oh why can't Perfect 10 just call ONE more time?

Last, I'm going to run this weekend.

Perfect 10 Gets Away

2009-04-29T11:47:00.001-07:00

Feeling of the day: Frustrated.

Here's the story:

The weekend before I left for Mex, I went to a delightful champagne brunch with some old pals (guys and girls). As you probably know, I am not one to turn down the endless champagne that is poured. I do enjoy me some champers.

After the brunch, the guys in the group decided it was a great idea to hit up a local dive bar for more bevvies. I had to admit, it seemed like a great idea to me too. So we went to this local pit of a bar and had another.
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While there, I noticed this very hot guy. I would say he could quite possibly be a perfect 10 in my dorky POM standards (I'm talkin' looks, since I don't know this guy from anyone). He was tall, very muscular but lean, not bulky creepy and he had glasses! His legs were perfect and his butt - OMG! I was watching him the entire time. I'm sure my guy friends were not so happy with that.
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Anyway on the way out, I had enough liquid courage to say something to him. I said something totally amazing like, "do you work out?" I really hope that's not what I said, but I think it might be. I'm fancy like that. We chatted for a bit - I think he said he does Tri's. I then suggested that we get together some time. Yeah, really - I did. I gave him my digits and that was that.
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Flash forward to me landing in LAX on Sunday. I turn my phone on to check my messages and get this... PERFECT 10 CALLED ME!!! I was so excited and wanted to hear the message again, so I hit "7". Oh shit...wait "7" is the delete button. Shit shit shit. Then I figured I could just see the incoming number on my call list. But nooooooooooo, my phone was off so it didn't capture the number.
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I'm totally screwed. He's a perfect 10. He's not going to call again and again like other losers that call me a million times (Mr. Smarmy, French Canadian Old Man or the Australian CEO Sex Maniac).
**Note to self - must share the FCOM and ACSM stories with ya'll
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I had another brilliant idea to go online and check my call log on my phone bill. But it's NOT on there. The call came in on April 23 or 24. And my phone bill logs the calls until the 22 and then back on 26. The days in between are lost forever.
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I even had a dream about him last night. I dreamt that I saw him at the store and was able to say hi and tell him what happened.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!
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***UPDATE: Called Verizon and there is no way to get the number or the voice mail back. boo

Wine Flu, Not Swine Flu

2009-04-28T16:56:00.000-07:00

I'm so going to lose all my wonderful readers out there with my lack of posts.
I just plain suck a blogging these days.

Got back from Mexico on Sunday night - whoooooooooo hoooooooooo what a time.

We went to Isla Navidad. It's a tiny little town about 40 minutes from the Manzanillo airport, in between Puerto Vallarta and Acapulco. The Grand Bay Hotel Isla Navidad was awesome. Our group basically took it over. You can take a small water taxi over to "town" which is basically one cobblestone street with a few restaurants and bars. It was so relaxing.

Hours in the sun at the pool, lots of fun dinners, drinks, drinks and more drinks. BUT get this, ya'll will be so proud. I actually went for a long ass run. It was supposed to be about 4 miles, but we got totally lost. Ended up running hills for about 1.5 hours in the heat. I also did a 1.5 hr yoga class one morning. Have not stepped on the scale to assess the chips/salsa damage but I will, eventually.

Working on DETOX this week. Veggies/fruit galore. No booze until weekend. I'm afraid to run because I have been coughing like a mad woman for about a week. Don't worry, it's not Swine Flu. I had the cough before I left for Mex. It was a little scary traveling home though - lots of masks being worn, etc.

That's about it. I promise to make an effort to get back to blogging regularly.
Peace out peeps.

Dear Apartment, How do I Love Thee?

2009-04-21T08:42:00.000-07:00

There will be so many things I will miss when I move from my beach apartment:

Duh, the beach is like across the street -literally
Walking distance to market, library and tons of bars
Walking distance to friends and certain ex people
Bike riding everywhere (Until my bike got stolen last week!)
No driving on weekends
Being a peninsula local

There are also some things I can't wait to give the bird:

Explanation needed???

Picture one - the hole in the ceiling that drips water every time my upstairs neighbor showers

Picture two - oh, forgot to mention that the hole is directly above my bed, which is covered daily in towels and a bowl to catch the water.

Luckily, she wakes up and showers about 30 mins after me, so I'm usually prepared. Although on occasion, she surprises me.

Jealous, aren't you?

Vacation & Sandwiches

2009-04-20T12:15:00.000-07:00

I seriously have nothing to blog about. What a pathetic excuse for a blogger, huh?

This weekend was fantastic. Friday, I got off work early and went for nice run - beautiful beach day. Saturday I went for a nice run again! Then I hit up Bikram and the beach. Then I met friends out for a mellow dinner. Sunday I had the funnest of all fun brunches with a old group of friends I haven't hung with in a while. Of course, that turned into a day of drinking in the sun.

I'm leaving for Mexico on Wed and have so much to do. I can't express how much I am looking forward to 5 days of relaxing. But first: Pack, pedicure, escrow docs, laundry, figure out how I am going to get to LAX.

I also want to express how grateful I am for Subway sandwiches. I don't feel like going to the market this week since I am OUTTA here on Wed morning. So Subway is my go-to. Here's what I get: 6 inch Turkey on Wheat - no mayo, no cheese. All the veggies (except onions) and I add pepperoncini and jalapeno (everything is better with a little kick), then a little vinegar. That's it! So delish and filling.

You know I'm boring if I'm blogging about Subway.
Actually, there are so many things I would LURVE to blog about right now, but too many people I know read it.

Over It

2009-04-13T14:12:00.001-07:00

I can't believe it's been so long since I've blogged.
I have to be honest, I am enjoying this break. I really don't feel like writing these days. Combined with Facebook, I am feeling a bit over-exposed right now. I know, it's my own damn fault, but still.

Don't worry, I'm sure I will be back when I'm feeling sassy and need to get something out there. In the meantime, here's the latest tidbits...

Going to Mexico in 9 days!!! Can't wait - already working on tan.
I've gained about 8 lbs. Seriously not happy about that but maybe it was the kick in the butt to get me back at it.
In escrow again - another BETTER condo only 3 miles from beach!! yippy
Dating... schmating.

Going to catch up on all ya'll's now.

Condo-Conundrum

2009-04-02T14:03:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the lack of posts of late.

I have been dealing with the condo thing. Here is the story:
It's not happening.

Basically, the condo complex has too many deficiencies so the mortgage insurance was denied. It has nothing to do with me (I have very very good credit!!). I didn't want to put more money down, so I cancelled the entire deal. If I wanted to borrow money from family for a larger down payment, then I would pick a better location and condo. I was only using this one as a stepping stool to get into the market because I could do it on my own.

I am still going to buy something this year. I am just back at square one.
I am ok with this. I have learned A LOT and I'm happy to be able to start over.
Onwards and upwards, right??

Liar Liar Pants on Fire

2009-03-26T14:12:00.000-07:00

I read on Vanilla's blog about a cool website where you can stalk other runners to find out their times on races to prove that you are bigger, faster and stronger than them and can therefore brag about your greatness. On the other hand, it can also give you the tools to know when you should SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE about your race times.

Anyway, I checked out my own info on Athlinks.com and discovered that I'm a liar.

Not in any big dramatic way. But I lied about my age in Colorado last year.

Oops.

Go ahead and take a look at that Portland marathon time. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

Wonder if I will ever be able to do THAT again.

Eating an Elephant

2009-03-25T13:27:00.000-07:00

Buying a house is like eating an elephant.
It's best done one bite at a time.

I am done stressing out over every damn document or every damn fee that is thrown my way.
If it is meant to be, it will happen. If not, then there is another plan out there for me.

What I don't understand is if everyone wants people to be buying to help the economy, then WHY is every step riddled with if's, and's, but's and any other conjunction one can imagine.
My new saying of the week is "you guys need to figure it out."

At least I can say that I've learned a CRAP LOAD about the process.

I'm trying to decide what is worse - escrow or breakups.

Then She Went For A Run

2009-03-24T08:43:00.001-07:00

I've been carrying around a lot burdens the past few months. And let me tell ya, they are heavy. Maybe that's why I have put running on the back burner.

I was blah-blah-blahing to my girlfriend recently about the same old blah-blah's that I have been blahing about for the past few months. And she said something to me so simple that it actually took a couple hours for me to absorb. She said, "Why do you care what he thinks about you or your life? He doesn't care what you think about his."

Then I was emailed some random forward, which I usually just delete without reading. But I opened this one and it said something like, "Take care of the people that are good to you and forget about the ones that are not."

Then I was driving in my car and the silly lyrics "just live your life, ain't got time for no haters" came on.

Then It hit me like a ton o' bricks: Just let it go. Really this time.
Then I did.
Then I felt free and amazing and optimistic and relaxed.

Then I went for a run.

Bar Method Review

2009-03-23T10:27:00.000-07:00

Saturday morning I pulled back the 'Orange Curtain' and cruised down the 405 frwy to get to Hermosa Beach to check out this new workout class.

According to the website:

The Bar Method™workout creates a uniquely lean, firm, sculpted body by
combining the muscle-shaping principles of isometrics, the body-elongating
practice of dance conditioning, the science of physical therapy and the
intense pace of interval training into a powerful exercise format that
quickly and safely reshapes and elongates muscles.

We arrive at the building - a really cool, old bank building and are greeted by a very sweet adorable girl. We fill out forms, pay $22 and put on our socks. Yes, you work out in socks. The class was small - about 12 women, all of varying body shapes. The environment was very comfortable, which I'm glad because you do some weird looking moves (think squeezing butt cheeks).

The teacher warned us that "shaking is normal." Then she tells us to get 2lb and 3lb weights. I think to myself that this will be a breeze. We do a little warm up, then start with arm exercises. They weren't too hard for me, but my friend was really struggling. Then we do push ups. You do a million reps of everything. Then we go to the "bar" like a ballet bar and start with the leg exercises. We do these things called pretzels, mannnnnnnnnnn on mannnnnnn my legs were shaking by the end of that one. Then you do some core work - some of this was tricky. Then more push ups.

Overall I liked the class. It was a fun change. But I'm more of an intense cardio kind of girl. Sunday morning, my gluts hurt a little and my pecs (from all the push ups). I probably wouldn't drive to LA again to do it. And if I am going to spend that much on a class, it would be Bikram - hands down.

Other news: Maybe date 2 was even better than date 1.

Weekend Warrior

2009-03-20T09:04:00.000-07:00

Since I've been such a stress ball lately, I am deciding to use this time to perform a little science experiment with my body. Just for you guys. That's how dedicated I am to the Institute.

So the experiment is this... can I maintain my weight by eating healthy and just being a weekend warrior?

That's what I've turned into lately. I am not eating poorly. So that's in check.
But I can't seem to get any workouts in except on the weekends.

My weekend plan looks like this:
Tonight - Bikram
Saturday - "The Bar Method" Class
Sunday - Run and maybe another Bikram

Don't worry, I'm not planning on being a weekend warrior forever. I am just not going to put any more pressure on myself (for now). Sometimes we need a little break.

I'm excited to check out this Bar Method class. Unfortunately, the closest studio is about an hour away so if I love it, I probably won't be able to do it very often. Unless some brilliant person realizes that the OC is where it's at and opens a studio here.

In other news, someone may have gone a date with someone new and perhaps it was really fun but someone isn't ready to share more yet.

Bittersweet Changes

2009-03-17T12:33:00.000-07:00

I've been holding back some big news...

I am moving.

Not only am I moving, but I'm buying my own condo!

I have been planning this and thinking about it for the past few years. Of course I always thought I would be taking this step with a fiance, but that's another Oprah.

To be honest with ya'll, I am totally and completely freaking out. It's a ginormous change for me on so many levels, I can't even explain. But I'll try with a nice pro/con list :)

PROS:

Good financial investment

Tax benefits

Bigger place

No mold, leaking pipes, running toilet, creepy landlord or loud upstairs neighbor

Closer to yoga studio

Away from ex-boyfriend (whom I can't seem to get over)

It will force me to reconnect with other friends or even meet new ones

Exciting to decorate my own place - I've become obsessed with decorating websites

More space!!! 2 bedrooms and lots of closet space

A big kitchen

A washer and dryer - hello, I have not had one in 10 years!!!

Dinner parties!

CONS:

I will not be living across from the beach (I've been here 10 years)

I will have to drive to my favorite runs - I've been very spoiled.

Moving away from friends

Away from ex-boyfriend (whom I can't seem to get over)

The entire process of buying a home - shoot me now!

I guess the lists were a lot longer in my head. This entire process is completely stressful and annoying. I am supposed to close escrow March 30th. I hope so because I gave notice at my apartment to be out by April 15. It just seems that every little freakin' step takes a week to get done. There are A LOT of incompetent people out there.

I've been on an emotional roller coaster and it's taking a major toll on my body. I am always tired. Always. Exercise seems to only happen on the weekends because I can't get up early or stay up late to do it. I know it would help, but I just can't wake up in the morning - no matter what time I go to bed. If this continues after I move in, I will go to the doctor and make sure it's nothing serious. Oh wait - no I won't because I won't have insurance. Something else I am still stressed about.

I haven't stepped on a scale in a very long time. I don't want to face it yet. Some of my clothes are getting tighter - my casual jeans don't even button. I'll deal with all of this when I can. I am hoping I will get moved in, decorate my place, figure out my fall marathon, get back on track with training, meet a new man, have fun dinner parties, fall in love and live happily ever after. I don't think that's too much to ask for in a year. Do you? JUST PUTTING IT OUT THERE!

Say It Out Loud

2009-03-16T10:32:00.001-07:00

I might have already blogged about this. Forgive me if I have.

Have you ever had a decision to make and you weren't really sure what direction to take?
This works best for dating, but it really could be applied to other areas of ones life.

Well something the Spicy Latina said to me really rang true.
Say it out loud to a friend!

It might make the decision a lot more clear.

For example I met this guy I am considering going out with.

He is kinda short.
He said he never wants to get married again.
He doesn't believe in God.

Yeah, but here I am still considering going out with him.
I can get over the height thing, but the other 2? Uhm... DUH!

So, what do you have to SAY OUT LOUD????

Fanastic

2009-03-13T08:34:00.001-07:00

I think I mentioned a while ago that my work is cutting my health care. Sign of the times, I guess. So I applied for private health care. Didn't think it would be a problem.
Until this morning.
I got this in my inbox:

Dear Jessica,
We regret to inform you that your application for health
insurance coverage has been declined. Blue Shield of California will contact
you directly to provide more information about their decision.
eHealthInsurance has not been informed why your application was
declined.
We understand this is not the result you had hoped for. If you don't have an employer-sponsored health insurance alternative available, here are some other options you may wish to consider:
Public Health Coverage and Assistance Programs. ......
Social Security and Medicare......

WHAT THE HELL????
Public Health Coverage or Medicare??
Are you kidding me? I am one of the healthiest people I know. How could I be declined insurance?

What is this world coming to?

Matt- The Trilogy

2009-03-11T09:57:00.001-07:00

I met the third Matt on a pub crawl. This was probably not a good thing. First of all, he was wearing a T-Shirt with the sleeves cut off. I think it's the Midwestern guys version of a tank top. Anyway, he was drunk and annoying and all over me. But he had this accent like Matthew McConaughey and for some reason, he kinda looked like him, but with dark hair. Hey, he was tall & muscular and that was my number one "must have" at the time. I gave him my number, then ditched him.

He called that night. I didn't answer. He called the next day. We chatted every night that week and it must have been the accent, that sexy southern drawl that got me to agree to go out with him. After date number one, we were instant boyfriend/girlfriend. Have you ever had that? Where one date turns into an instant relationship? Well it did with M3. We had mutual friends, so we were just always together.

I have to admit we had our good times. I got him into running so we would do that together. He was a beach bum like me so we worshipped the sun together after our runs. We went to fun BBQ's, concerts, etc, etc. He was always "proud" to show me off, which felt good. He was the 2nd guy (after M2) that I dated after losing weight so this was new to me.

Something that bugged me from the beginning was that he wasn't very smart. I thought I could overlook this, but conversations started to get tedious. Plus he was opinionated and his opinions sucked. I remember driving home from Home Depot one day and it really hit me that we have nothing to talk about.

Then there was the tattoos. I don't particularly like tattoos, but I don't dislike them. He had 2. I brought him to a dinner party with some of my artsy, intellectual friends. M3 thinks a dinner party is a good time to show his tattoos and talk about their meaning. I'm sorry, but nobody freakin' cares about their meaning and it definitely doesn't warrant an hour story. Having a tattoo does not make you unique buddy. Everyone and their mama (including my mama) have them. Then the topic changed to a children's book about a squid (they were new parents at the time) and M3 said, "I don't know much about the ocean but I've always been fascinated by the sea." Everyone just stared at him. The hostess has not let me live this one down yet.

Then comes the sex. So the first time, I totally faked it. Sometimes it's just easier that way. The funny thing is that he thought since we both "ended" at the same time that we were meant to be. He talked about it all the time - how we were made for each other. It was quite funny, but the only person I could laugh about it with was my coworker. (Yes, I tell Spicy Latina EVERYTHING!)

Then the anger issues started. The first time it went like this:

We walked to the local market and picked up groceries to make a fantastic home cooked meal, including 2 expensive steaks. I paid for them. Oh, I forgot to mention he was 'in between jobs' at the time. We get home and I start preparing the side dishes when I hear some vulgarity from the patio. He storms in, yells "The F'ing BBQ is out of F'ing gas" and throws the steaks in the garbage! He was ranting and raving and huffing and puffing over something so small (and fixable). I was pissed that he threw the steaks away. This was our first fight. I just grabbed my stuff and walked out the door.

This becomes our pattern of fighting. He is not a good fighter. He screams, he cusses, he says very mean things. I just leave. Then he calls and says he's sorry.

Anger situation #2:

Again, we come home from the market with a bunch of groceries. It was 4th of July weekend and a several of us were going to hang at the beach, BBQ, etc. So we stocked up on bottled waters. Once back at his apartment, he was putting things away. I was sitting in the living room when bottled waters started flying across the room. He was cursing and screaming that they didn't fit in his refrigerator. So the next best thing is to throw them across the room?? I grabbed my stuff (again) and told him that he needs to calm down before I will hang out with him.

Our fighting and bickering got worse. He just irritated the crap out of me. Small things started to bug me. I tried to tell him I needed space, but he didn't know what that meant.

I broke it off with him via an "instant message."

I know that sounds pathetic, but I was afraid of his reaction.

I tried to be nice and said that I enjoyed spending time with him, but didn't feel the connection that he was feeling. I told him that I need more space and didn't think it would work out for us.

My phone rang instantly.

It was him.

He was pissed.

He started yelling at me and calling me names. I have never had anyone talk to me like this before. There was a lot of "F you" and "Who the F do you think you are?" It definitely reassured me that I was making the right decision to end it.

My all time favorite was when he called me an "O.C. Get Around Girl." I don't really know what that means, but it was hilarious. My friends and I thought it was so clever that I had a tank top made with that on it.

So that's M3. It's not as exciting as I had built it up to be.

I heard he's married now and moved back to where ever he came from. I wonder if he still throws water bottles and steaks. Ok, I don't really wonder at all.

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Travel

2009-03-10T13:50:00.000-07:00

I am still recovering. The trip was fantastic but yesterday was a hellish day for the record books.

The drive from the hotel is about 2 hours of a twisty turny bumpy road. I was in a van with my VIP and his wife. Less than half way to the airport, I knew I was in trouble. See, I get a little motion sickness. My palms started sweating, my breathing became labored. I had to ask the driver to pull over. Yes, I puked in front of my VIP.

While the puking was commencing, I got that oh-so-special girl feeling. I had started my period. Great. We still had an hour+ to the airport.

Check in was pretty easy but we had about 3 hours to kill before the flight. I finally board and I'm seated next to this old, creepy guy who proceeded to drink 8 whiskies. He had no concept of personal space and was all up in my area. I was practically leaning into the aisle just to avoid his hairy arm touching mine. Also, he seemed to not be able to figure out the headphones. He went through 4 pair, bitching and complaining to me the entire time. I had my nose in my book and blatantly ignored him. It didn't work - he just kept talkin' and bitchin' away for four hours.

Finally we land in Houston. I have an hour and 15 mins to go through customs and catch my next flight. But nobody was moving. The Captain got on the speaker and said that we may as well sit down because the plane would not be unloading for a while. I look out the window and see an ambulance and the CDC van.
CDC - Center for Disease Control.
This is NOT a good sign.
We are then handed a form that we have to fill out that is titled "Information for People Possibly Exposed to Nuclear, Biological, or Chemical Substances." Seriously!?!?

The clock is ticking. My flight boards at 8:20 and departs at 8:48pm. It's 8:30 and we are still sitting there. LUCKILY, we were cleared by the CDC and they let us off. I RAN thru Immigration. My bag was sitting there, I grabbed it and headed to Customs. It was 8:45pm. I had 3 mins. Let's just say thank God I'm a runner." I got to my gate only to find that gate and terminal had been changed. I sprinted to the new gate where they were closing the doors. But I got there in time!

Phew. So you think that's the worst of it? Oh no.

Landed in the beautiful OC Airport - my home away from home. But my luggage didn't. Oh well, that happens about 25% of the time, I know the drill.

I hopped in a cab to head home- just wanting my bed. It's now 11:45 pm. It's been 14 hours since I left the hotel. I've had 2 beers, a tomato juice and 2 small packages of pretzels.

I get to my front door to find this:

It's a 4ft deep hole, about 4 feet long directly in front of my door step. Oh don't worry, there was a small wooden plank that I could walk over to get in, with tons of dirt surrounding it.

Overall it was an awesome day.

Zippidy Doo Daa

2009-03-07T08:14:00.000-08:00

Hola from Costa Rica.

Just have a minute - the event went very smooth. I zip lined yesterday - it was a blast!!!

I hit the treadmill this morning for an easy 3 miler. It felt great. I think I'm back and motivated to get running again - thank you sweet baby Jesus!

I head home Monday so regular blogging should resume next week.

Have a great weekend.

Pura Vida

2009-02-27T10:51:00.001-08:00

You guys knew this time would come. I'm outta here for another trip. I will probably be able to post a few updates while I'm gone. My goal will be to try to get a couple workouts in, eat tons of fruit and no sweets.

This will be my 3rd trip to Costa Rica. I love it to pieces.

Costa Rica has these amazing passion fruits called Granadillas. You crack them open and eat the seeds. Cleans you out all day! Especially if you eat like 4 of them. ha ha.

Their food is so fresh and yummy. Gallo Pinto!!! Oh man, I can't wait.

And, of course, you can't forget about the Guaro. It's like a cross between vodka and rum, but it's clear and so yummy to make drinks with!!

You'll have to hold off on the Matt #3 story. Now I've built it up to be so great - it's really not so don't get your hopes up.

Adios Amigos and Pura Vida!

How Many Funny Things...

2009-02-25T16:31:00.000-08:00

Can you find in this photo:

POM spends so much money on make up yet she looks like a greasy mess here.
Big Girl Niece is wearing her "Swimming Puppy" goggles.
The dirty diaper* in the left corner (not for Big Girl Niece - she is 3 and has been P.T. for a year.)
The one that takes the cake.... DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER on in the background.

Yeah, so what? I watch THE DOG. And I watch it with kids around**? What?

I love when he speaks Pigeon, even though he's from Colorado. I love Beth and those boobs and her hair and her make up and her nails. I love how they hate everyone before they catch them, then they end up all buddy-buddy. I love trying to figure out how many damn kids he has! He is just pure awesomeness.

*I can't believe how many damn poopy diapers I had to change in such a short amount of time. How on earth do you moms do it???
**Actually, I probably only watched it for 2 mins then got talked in to watching Care Bears for the millionth time.

Another Matt

2009-02-25T11:37:00.000-08:00

I have not done any exercise since my run Monday morning, unless you count running to the bathroom. I'm down 4 lbs since Monday... but not in a good way. A little flu bug is going around the office, I think.

Back to the X-Files.

Matt #2 is not really worth mentioning, but I will. I met him at a work event. I was planning a huge meeting for a very large company. The meeting kept growing and before you know it I am the "producer" of this 'show.' Mind you, I'm an event planner, not a producer. We only had 3 days to finalize all the show details - we worked 8am to midnight each day. There was a lot blood, sweat, tears and curse words (on my part) but with the help of Matt #2, we somehow pulled off this fantastic meeting/show. Honestly I could not have done it without him.

We were instantly attracted -maybe that is why he went so overboard to help me. He was tall, dark and kinda cute. And his take-charge attitude is what attracted me to him. A date was set up for the next weekend with the help of Spicy Latina coworker. We dated for a while, he took me to a lame restaurant in a strip mall, he wrote a song for me, made me dinners, etc.

Funny side note - this was right when I just started to lose weight. He wanted to order pizza one night and I objected. This was our first little tiff. He said I didn't know how to enjoy life because I didn't eat pizza. What the hell does that mean? Now it's an inside joke with my friends whenever we want pizza - we say "Let's go enjoy life."

I found out is was a lot YOUNGER than me. Not good in my book. I had a hard time getting over that. I also found out that he was separated -divorce not even filed yet. And that he's only had sex with ONE person, his ex-wife. I'm sorry, but I don't feel like being a "teacher" in that department, if ya know what I mean.

It ended one night when I drank WAY too much and sorta flipped out on him. I don't know what that was about. I think I just figured that it wasn't going anywhere. So I'm sure he has a story about the slutty, crazy, drunk girl that he dated after his divorce. We're "friends" now and he moved away.

I'm saving the best for last - Matt #3. Stay tuned.

M1- The Full Story

2009-02-23T11:15:00.000-08:00

I got up and ran 3 miles this morning. It's been 9 days since I ran last. My legs felt sluggish, but not in any pain. So I'm feeling pretty good. Not great, but better. It's so weird to imagine how much I was loving running about 6 months ago.

On to more exciting topics. Several of you want to hear more X-Files, so here'z it:

Matt #1.
I was at a bar with girlfriend on a Sunday afternoon in the summer of 2006. He saw me from across the bar, walked right over and said, "I want to buy you a drink. I'm leaving with my friends, but give your number." My friend rolled her eyes and gave me a look like "don't even think about it." But there was some weird manly thing about him, so I just did what he said and gave him my number. He was not good looking, but he was tall, strong and extremely confident.

He called me the next day asking me on a date. I didn't want to be stuck in any situation with him so I suggested that we go hit some golf balls on our lunch break. (Great idea, by the way!) The date went OK, it was only an hour and we had fun. So I agreed to see him again.

This time he wanted to take me to dinner. He picked me up in his p.o.s. truck. I don't mean to sound superficial, but this guy was about 10 yrs older than me. He should have a decent car by now (Red Flag #1).

On our second date to a restaurant I noticed Red Flag #2 - road rage. Not normal, muttering under one's breath while driving. No, he had full on road rage. The drive to the restaurant was seriously only 5 mins from my house. He was yelling at everyone, cursing, cutting people off, basically driving like a total maniac. I felt uncomfortable to say the least.

Red Flag #3 - The Dinner
He takes me to Joe's Crab Shack. I'm sorry, is this supposed to be romantic or even fun? No, it was gross. Gross food, kids everywhere, birthday songs being sung, cheap wine. Then he acted like he was spending all this money on me. It was weird. If money was an issue, at least take me to some cool, local hole in the wall as opposed to this creepy tourist trap.

But I continued to date him through the summer.

Red Flag #4 - The Sleep Over.
He invited me to his "house." I use that word lightly. I arrive to his "house" (remember he is in his 40s) to find that he lives above his brother's garage. Seriously. I stuck around. Hey, he was good for some things....

There were so many other anger, rage issues that came up. The way he spoke to people (including me), the way he seemed to always be the "victim" or always had "bad luck." Little baby red flags popped up everywhere. It kind of became a running joke in my office. I always had a great story about something that he said or did. I knew I wasn't in love with the guy, there was not an emotional connection for me, at all.

Red flag #5 - The Deal Breaker.
It was a Saturday afternoon. We decided to go to Costco. As any Costco shopper knows, Costco is crazy on the weekends. You just plan for it and deal with it. Mr. Road Rage was a flippin' nightmare in the parking lot. I thought he might really go to blows over the stupidest things. We sat in the car and I told him I was over his outbursts and that it made me uncomfortable. He didn't apologize.

We cram into Costco, grab a cart and start walking through the aisles. There was a little cart-traffic jam and a VERY elderly woman in front of us stopped her cart. M1 swung the cart around, SLAMMED our cart into hers and said "Watch it, you F*$king B*&ch!" And he stormed off.
To an old lady!
I turned bright red and faced her.
I said, "I'm so sorry ma'am" and walked away, mortified.
I walked right over to him and said, "Take me home right now."
He looked at me like I was an alien and said, "Why? What's wrong now?"
He didn't even realize he had done something completely inappropriate.

Needless to say, I left right when we got back and never answered his calls again. He called my cell, my work, my home. He even did a few "stop overs" at my house, but luckily I was never home (he left notes).

That is the story of M1 - Mr. Anger Issues.