Prom Season

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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So bring on the prom pics people!!!!

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

Not Quite There

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

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

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

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:

1. Fashionably Flexible: Long runs on Fri, Sat OR Sun - whatever day works best for me.
2. Weak Weekdays: Only 3 times per week MAX and not over 5/6 miles. No need to go out and get injured.
3. 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.
4. Luscious Longies: 3 runs of 20+ plus miles, maxing out at 22 miles.
5. Yoga Yahoo: Continue to do Bikram at least 2 days a week - aiming for 3.
6. 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

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

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

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

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

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.