Rest and a week off

In 1 hour and 15 minutes we’ll be in a cab on our way to London.  After much hemming and hawing I decided NOT to pack my running gear and brave the other side of the street while we’re across the pond.  Mostly because we ran out of space.  I’m back on a Wednesday night and have every intention of jumping right back in.  And probably embracing the suck for about 2 weeks while I get back in shape.

Pre train: Xmas Eve

Yesterday I ran the last of my 16 week pre train program. I was in eastern PA and despite the recent warm weather courtesy of global climate change friends it was colder than I could handle.
Therefore I came in a little short of my 45 minute target.
dec 24
45min target
28min actual
A little on my training program

2012: The year of the marathon?

Mmm K. So when last we left off, I was doing ridiculous things like declaring New Media to be my version of being on a SEAL team and generally trying to quit blogging.

I want to be clear.  I meant all of it.

Except maybe the blogging part.

Well the lady blogging part.

I’m back and I’m back with avenegence so I can start one of the most annoying forms of blogging in the WORLD:  RUNNER BLOGGING.

New Media is My SEAL

This is my last post here, friends.  Find me from now on at my new gig.

I stated reading The Heart and The Fist at the strong urging or my mother. Jan is a big fan of Veterans and an even bigger fan of the Today Show. The author, Eric Greitens was on the Today Show and my mom just knew that I would love a good book about one of my favorite subjects – Vets.

Death and All of His Friends

This weekend I took myself to my parents’ home for our monthly visit. The highlight would be seeing my cousin’s youngest daughter perform in my high school’s musical. I arrived in the J late Friday and was relaxing with Jan when my cousin called. There was an accident. The musical had been postponed. A girl, a senior, was dead.

Don’t Call it a Comeback

I’m trying desperately this three-day weekend to come back to blogging.  To jump in with both feet and knock it out and have the writing experience be just like it was only a short year ago — fulfilling, exciting, gratifying.

I’ve been thinking a lot this weekend about why I’ve started literally 18 posts {that number is unnerving to me} without being satisfied enough to hit publish.  What am I looking for this post to be?

And then, while browsing my regular blogs I realized, I want to write and about and post things *I* want to read.

Wants! (iii): Bday Edition

My birthday is so totally coming up.  It’s kind of a not that big of a birthday, number-wise. It is a big birthday because it’s my first one on the east AND the west coast. In my mind, that means that I need to request a ridiculous amount of really expesnsive gifts. Now, if we please:

So, I have absolutely no reason to want the very expensive Lily Pulitzer dresses, Jcrew frock, the multiple thousand dollar Louis Vuitton, the bedroom furniture, or the over the knee boots and necklace from Anthropologie. But season 4-present of the Office, but I think someone could probably swing that.
For links to everything I need for my 28th year on Earth, visit me at Polyvore.
What are you looking forward to getting for yourself for no good reason in 2011?

2011: Here I Come!

As I gear up for a crazy new year celebration {most likely spent recovering from some weird strain of the flu on a couch or mattress on a floor} I’ve been thinking a lot about resolutions and goals for the coming year.  Since MB moved to CA, it’s been really easy for me to fall into a pattern of hoping and dreaming about what the next steps are going to look like in our life as the aperture is WIDE open because of our new life style.  I can dream big.

I quickly realized, though, that making lots of plans based on dreams for the near future is a bit silly and has left me feeling out of control and salty.  As I browsed my all but neglected twitter feed, I ran into the always inspirational lululemon, who was touting the goal of one of their employees; homegirl is going to run an ultra marathon next year.

Everyone take a deep breath.  I will NOT be running an ultra marathon.  What I DID decide from that extreme runner’s piece, though is that I need to start setting goals not planning on dreams.  Lucky for me the ever helpful lululemon has some tools to help me start setting goals for the year of the rabbit.

go ahead, admit it.  you missed our faces.

Home coming

This week, I rented a car and drove myself to Pittsburgh.  I was going home.

 

As I was driving away, with the city sky line in my rearview mirror, I got to thinking of home as kind of a funny concept.

Blazing Autumn

Autumn is, by far, my favorite season.  Like so many other bloggers who are writing now, I love the sweaters, jeans and riding bots {which I don’t own — pout} pumpkin spice lattes, beautiful colors, sunshine afternoons and cool evenings.  I also love the imminent change that’s in the air.  I associate the autumn with beginning a new school year which is fun and exciting and there is so much promise for the year.

I was worried when my husband moved us to California that I would miss that change, miss the cool air and that there would be something completely out of whack.  Turns out I had nothing to worry about.