Bridesmaid-zilla

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

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

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

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

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 :)