3/31/11

Terribly Awesome

This weekend is the Richmond 10k.  I am so excited to run this, but kind of sad too because this is the first run that I will not do with another person.

I have always either had someone running with me, or I at least knew that Lauren was ahead of me. I say "ahead of me" but let's be honest, she was at the finish with the rest of the Kenyans while I was stopping at every medical tent to see if any one had some spray cheese I could snack on.  IT'S AN EMERGENCY.

I am also nervous beucase I have not been running.  I know I've said that before, but seriously.  My last long run was only 4 miles and was a week and a half ago.  Oh well.  This will be fun right?

You might agree with me after you hear about my mix.

The running mix for the 10k is all pop. That's right, the queen of the underground is running to the poppy crap that you pretend to not listen to on the really bad "Hot Hits" radio station in your town. The songs that have no substance, the same lyrics in a loop, but a killer beat that just makes you want to move.  Yes, I am ashamed to say I will be running to the likes of Justin Beiber and Ke$ha (Mom-call me and I'll explain).

Ashamed? Yes.  Motivated? Yes, thank you!

Let's hope it goes better than the last time I ran this!

3/3/11

See there's this lady

Bless her. I want to say nothing negative about her. She really is a very nice person.  But she makes me feel huge.

She works with me.  She stands 4 feet tall, maybe.  Every time she comes close to me, nay, enters in the same room as me, she jumps back and gasps as if I were 8 feet tall, and had the head and claws of a raccoon.

I'm not that big or scary, alright?  Stop convulsing each time you see me.

I don't pat you on the head every time I see you.  Yet.