An old lover...

This past Sunday, I attempted to get a bunch of friends together to run the figure 8 at Ada Hayden (5K), and one by one, they all texted back saying they just weren't available.

(sigh) Looks like I'm in this alone.

So I drove out there, and ran THE WHOLE THING. No walking. No breaks (except for a 5 second gulp of water at the drinking fountain half way through). Just straight up running. It was amazing, glorious...

and freakin' hot.

But what do you expect when you run on asphalt at 3pm on a bright sunny day?

Anyway, if any of you are up for it and would like to join me, I'd love the company! Every Sunday, Ada Hayden. Times can be and will be changed to accommodate people (i.e. you). Please call me!

Warning/Disclaimer...my face turns a fiery red after running that long... I'm pretty sure it looked like my face was going to explode when I was done.

Introducing....

I think it’s about time to introduce you to my newest fling (though I’m hoping this is more serious than my relationship with running or P90X ever was)!

[insert your name],
meet Surefire Fitness Bootcamp!
Surefire Fitness Bootamp,
meet [insert your name]!

Maybe we’re still in that honeymoon stage, but I really feel like this is it! This is the one! Oh sure, he’s not without his downsides… The early mornings (and subsequently, early nights) are killer and he’s definitely not low-maintenance. There have also been times where I have wanted to throw up. But when I look at the big picture, I really am happy! There are times when I wish I could stay longer just because it’s so good! Yeah, there’s pain, but in the end, you know it’s for the best. No relationship was ever easy.

While results are still yet to be seen (and there had better be results…), I have had fun, amidst all the grunting and sweating and heavy breathing. (clears throat…umm…)

So, I totally don’t intend to jump the gun or assume anything on his part, but I think this is something that could last, even through next month! Let's just hope we don't get tired of each other or wimp out. (baaaaad jokes)

I still don't understand...

Zumba's going great, but once a week just isn't enough. And upon Kevin's suggestion of www.jeffbartontraining.com, I decided to check out Jeff's bootcamp. It's pretty much the same concept of P90X only it's a person kicking my butt instead of a DVD, and somehow, that makes it easier to handle. There's just something about someone saying "Good job!" to YOU, not a distance audience where you might happen to hear it once a week, 34.5 minutes into a certain workout.

Unfortunately for me, it's still 5am, but I'm learning to enjoy the extra time I have in the morning to make AMAZING scrabbled eggs. TOTALLY worth it, just for the eggs. Mmmm...

Because it's so early and I don't want to disturb my roommate, I usually get ready in the dark. No big deal really...my eyes are adjusted to the lack of light. Until, that is, I brush my teeth in the bathroom with the light on.

Now, of course, I'm completely blind when the light goes off and I go back into the room. I THOUGHT I had the layout of the hallway figured out, but apparently I missed it by six inches...

I gently pushed the door open and moved forward to go in and
SMACK!!
I smashed my nose into the doorway.

Simultaneously, I thought "FRICK. Abort, abort! Football? (Marsha?) Frick. Broken. BLOOD?!?!"

I stumbled back into the bathroom and examined my nose through flooded eyes (you can't help but cry when you smash your nose), but for as much as it hurt - and trust me, it did - there's only a tiny cut and a little swelling that even I wouldn't notice were it not for the fact that I know my face pretty intimately.

Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful that I don't have a nose the size of a baseball, but really, the bigger the injury, the better the story. Case in point, amputation vs. broken finger. Which story would you want to hear more?