Here I am, up at 1:30 am because I can't get the stupid friggin photo slideshow to work. Apparently, Photobucket has something wrong with it so I can't get it to update the original slideshow. Getting frustrated, I changed to Flickr thinking that it would be easy peasy to add that gadget to the blog and upload a slideshow..... that was nearly 3 hours ago.
SO, with that being said, if you want to see pictures you are going to have to do a little work yourself because I am done for the night. Click here for the slideshow:
http://www.flickr.com//photos/66721415@N05/sets/72157627382134887/show/
friggen fraggen blasted blazin tarnation hell balls.
And g'night.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Hound and you shall receive
My sister and mom have been hounding me.... chiding me... and down-right guilting me into updating my pictures on my blog. I didn't realize that it had been a really long time since I had done so. When I looked at the pics and realized that I hadn't uploaded pics since the 12th week and we are now at week 21.5 I was astonished at how quickly time has gone by.
We have 6 days a week of football right now. I will be so glad when that part is over. It seems as though we have no time for ourselves during the week. Two and a half hours of practice every week night doesn't leave much time to do anything else. Now, I know the moment Chad reads this he is going to complain that I don't get to practice until the last 40 - 60 minutes, however, due to relying on my amazing grandmother for babysitting support, I have had to adjust my schedule at work to accomodate the extra drive in the morning. Chad will say that I have become a work-a-holic, a stereotype I am sure the rest of my family would agree with. I do come about it naturally as it is genetically encoded, I have the genome map as proof..... it's just classified information and takes a very high security clearance to have access to the document or I'd upload it.
Anyhow, I have updated the pictures to keep my family from sending Guido to my door. I fully admit that I have sucked at blogging recently and will take full responsibility for that. In addition, I promise to get better. Cross my heart.
We have 6 days a week of football right now. I will be so glad when that part is over. It seems as though we have no time for ourselves during the week. Two and a half hours of practice every week night doesn't leave much time to do anything else. Now, I know the moment Chad reads this he is going to complain that I don't get to practice until the last 40 - 60 minutes, however, due to relying on my amazing grandmother for babysitting support, I have had to adjust my schedule at work to accomodate the extra drive in the morning. Chad will say that I have become a work-a-holic, a stereotype I am sure the rest of my family would agree with. I do come about it naturally as it is genetically encoded, I have the genome map as proof..... it's just classified information and takes a very high security clearance to have access to the document or I'd upload it.
Anyhow, I have updated the pictures to keep my family from sending Guido to my door. I fully admit that I have sucked at blogging recently and will take full responsibility for that. In addition, I promise to get better. Cross my heart.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Who is that??
We had a family reunion with my Dad's side of the family this weekend and it was an incredibly special time for us. We have not kept in touch with anyone over the years and since my dad and most of my uncles have passed away, that task has been even more daunting.
We were able to get re acquainted with cousins and even meet some of whom we have never met. It is always interesting learning about your history and hearing stories that I am sure my father wishes were still a secret.
However, nothing could prepare me for the surprise I had last night when I looked at the pictures of the event that were posted on Facebook. I didn't understand how they got a picture of my sister.
Lesley lives in Montana and I couldn't understand why my cousin would have posted her picture in the reunion picture folder since she wasn't there. She was holding two boys in her lap and that was throwing me for a further loop because she has 3 girls. Finally, I clicked on the picture to enlarge it and get a look at the little ones she was holding and I couldn't believe my eyes. It wasn't my sister....... It was me!
I hadn't even recognized myself! Unbelievable! What a true testament to how much things have changed. Life is good.
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We were able to get re acquainted with cousins and even meet some of whom we have never met. It is always interesting learning about your history and hearing stories that I am sure my father wishes were still a secret.
However, nothing could prepare me for the surprise I had last night when I looked at the pictures of the event that were posted on Facebook. I didn't understand how they got a picture of my sister.
Lesley lives in Montana and I couldn't understand why my cousin would have posted her picture in the reunion picture folder since she wasn't there. She was holding two boys in her lap and that was throwing me for a further loop because she has 3 girls. Finally, I clicked on the picture to enlarge it and get a look at the little ones she was holding and I couldn't believe my eyes. It wasn't my sister....... It was me!
I hadn't even recognized myself! Unbelievable! What a true testament to how much things have changed. Life is good.
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Saturday, August 13, 2011
Dirty dirty and dead tired
Mud Run benefitting MS was this morning and boy am I beat! 6.2 miles has never been so tough!
In fact, we got home 5 minutes ago, and I still haven't gotten out of the car. Hahahahaha
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Thursday, August 4, 2011
Running from Fate (part deux)
I completely forgot to tell you that I registered for the MS Mud Run a while ago. I thought it would be a good goal to work for and get me in the habit of exercising. So far so good. It is a 10k, and I have no intention of trying to run the entire thing, but I am hopeful that with the obstacles in between each stretch of land I won't notice how far I have actually run.
This video is from another race called the Dirty Dash, but the concept is similar. Enjoy!
Join me on the next one?? Ciao!
I was pushed by myself because I have my own rule and that is that every day I run faster and try harder." ~Winston Kipketer (Kenyan Olympic Runner)
Running from Fate
Aug. 2nd
I have been exercising my butt off.... literally. A while ago, I signed up for a mud run thinking that it would be a great goal to work towards and otherwise keep me motivated. So far that has worked like a charm. I not so secetly wish that there was a shorter version as the 10k seems so far! I get that it is only about 6.5 miles, but it still has a 10 in the title of it and that is the intimitating factor.
Keeping in mind that I, for so many years, have been almost smug about the fact that I would only run if I were being chased, I have since began to change my tune a little, but out of necessity not from desire. I have a walking course mapped out that leads through the neighborhood hills to the SW of my home. There is a short version of roughly 1.5 miles all the way through 5.5 miles. While I have been careful to mix it up to ensure that my body doesn't get used to doing the same thing over and over, I have realized that it is becoming increasingly difficult to maintain an average heart rate over the mid 130's without a little prodding. Today was no exception.
This morning, I set out on my walk at 5:40 am intending to burn through some calories to bring the weight loss to an all time record (more on that later). Things started out well and I reached a healthy and sustainable 147 quite easily. So easily in fact, that I thought I was going to end up having to slow down once I got to the steeper part of the hill. On the contrary however, it seems that I got "in the groove" so to speak and my HR started to drop down into to the low 130's. In the past, when I have gotten my HR up into the 160's it generally stayed in the 140's for quite some time with very little effort. This was no longer the case.
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Updated 8/4
I made a rule.... one my HR drops to 130, I run. When I am satisfied with the distance that I am able to cover for each running session I will increase the threshold to 135. I'll keep you posted on the progress. :)
I have been exercising my butt off.... literally. A while ago, I signed up for a mud run thinking that it would be a great goal to work towards and otherwise keep me motivated. So far that has worked like a charm. I not so secetly wish that there was a shorter version as the 10k seems so far! I get that it is only about 6.5 miles, but it still has a 10 in the title of it and that is the intimitating factor.
Keeping in mind that I, for so many years, have been almost smug about the fact that I would only run if I were being chased, I have since began to change my tune a little, but out of necessity not from desire. I have a walking course mapped out that leads through the neighborhood hills to the SW of my home. There is a short version of roughly 1.5 miles all the way through 5.5 miles. While I have been careful to mix it up to ensure that my body doesn't get used to doing the same thing over and over, I have realized that it is becoming increasingly difficult to maintain an average heart rate over the mid 130's without a little prodding. Today was no exception.
This morning, I set out on my walk at 5:40 am intending to burn through some calories to bring the weight loss to an all time record (more on that later). Things started out well and I reached a healthy and sustainable 147 quite easily. So easily in fact, that I thought I was going to end up having to slow down once I got to the steeper part of the hill. On the contrary however, it seems that I got "in the groove" so to speak and my HR started to drop down into to the low 130's. In the past, when I have gotten my HR up into the 160's it generally stayed in the 140's for quite some time with very little effort. This was no longer the case.
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Updated 8/4
I made a rule.... one my HR drops to 130, I run. When I am satisfied with the distance that I am able to cover for each running session I will increase the threshold to 135. I'll keep you posted on the progress. :)
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Eminem isn't the only one cleaning out the closet!
I always know when my clothes are looking a little ridiculous when I get a lot of comments so I figured that it was once again, time to adjust. At lunch I took the hour and went to Kohls to find a pair of jeans and spent the entire time trying on clothes from the misses section alone! Yay!
For most of you men out there, you probably have no idea how this type of segregation can damage one's soul since your clothes are usually pretty generous before making you head to the big and tall section. But, let me tell you.... Yesterday a whole new world opened up for me! I could shop the ENTIRE store. No longer was I exiled to the meager 200 square feet where they put the elastic waist jeans next to the fabric boxes they call shirts. I wandered around and wondered how women ever found anything when there is so much to choose from! I think I need to break this new ability in slowly because I'm pretty sure that shopping at the mall would make my brain explode.
The best thing is that it is now only a matter of time, before I will be able to be unleashed at The Buckle. (To my dear sweet husband, we each need another job) Hahahahaha. In truth, it'll be some time before I will be "unleashed" since I still won't be at goal weight, but you can bet your bottom dollar that the moment I can buy an entire outfit there, I will be having one heck of a party!
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For most of you men out there, you probably have no idea how this type of segregation can damage one's soul since your clothes are usually pretty generous before making you head to the big and tall section. But, let me tell you.... Yesterday a whole new world opened up for me! I could shop the ENTIRE store. No longer was I exiled to the meager 200 square feet where they put the elastic waist jeans next to the fabric boxes they call shirts. I wandered around and wondered how women ever found anything when there is so much to choose from! I think I need to break this new ability in slowly because I'm pretty sure that shopping at the mall would make my brain explode.
The best thing is that it is now only a matter of time, before I will be able to be unleashed at The Buckle. (To my dear sweet husband, we each need another job) Hahahahaha. In truth, it'll be some time before I will be "unleashed" since I still won't be at goal weight, but you can bet your bottom dollar that the moment I can buy an entire outfit there, I will be having one heck of a party!
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