Cocktail Hour

Work style cocktail hour anyway. A diet coke and trail mix. Mmmm...salty, sweet goodness.

I have too many balls in the air & I'm afraid that if I stop today, they're all going to come crashing. Nothing scary, just don't want to miss some important detail. I've actually caught myself with inside-out underwear TWICE in a month. A friendly reminder to myself- the cotton square faces UP! If I die in a car crash with inside out underwear, they'll think I was re-wearing dirties and I'd be embarrassed. Mr. M. does a great job of keeping up with our laundry, for the record. (And AER too!)

But I digress....

Items recently crossed off my to-do list:
-Save the Dates (sent)
-30th Birthday party for KAS (planned)
-Pants that used to be too tight (fit)
-Honeymoon to Nevis (booked)
-Wedding flights (booked)
-Bike (clean)
-Invites to NJ party (ready...almost)
-NJ Party planned (getting there)
-Rehearsal dinner (location decided)
-Ironman LP 2008 (registered)

I'm tired. QUICK CHECK- all items currently being juggled are still in motion- WHEW!

Yes, tucked in there at the bottom. Ironman. Just 7 measley letters that will rock my world. For 10 months. And 13 (if I'm lucky) hours. SO. In addition to the mundane wedding details, thoughts on running, poop, food, please note IM to follow.

Well. My mini happy hour is over. 30 minutes to clean off my desk, 2 and a half hours to friendie dinner time, 17 days until Timberman, 5 months 11 days until the wedding and 11 months 19 days to IMLP.....

...but who's counting?

I'm BACK!

YAY! After spending the past week with both my parent's and my in-laws (they're crazy), I was finally able to get into see a sports medicine guy. Great news...I won't be cleaning my deck anymore, and I am clear to start back running. Apparently, nothing is wrong, my knee was just inflamed due to age related deterioration of my knee cartiledge. Even better news, the husband now realizes how crazy his parents are!!!

So one mile at a time, I will be able to run again. No surgery, no torn meniscus. YAY me!

Mad Lib & A Milkshake

"Are you ready?" you mother calls from the hall, "you have to be at miami in three hours, and you still haven't picked up the creme brulee! Hurry up! We're gonna be late!"Without another thought, you scarf down your breakfast of popcorn and martini and head for the door. As you catch yourself in the mirror, you notice how hairy you look.Oh well! you think to yourself, No time to worry about it now! Besides, I look as light as a feather!
In the blink of an eye, you're behind the wheel of your 1998 rolls jamming to limbo. Zooming 4 MPH down the road, you pass by the creme brulee shop. "dammit!" you scream as you do a U-turn and almost run over some toys who are running in the road.After some arguing with the big smelly guy named rob, you pick up the creme brulee, get in the car, and head for miami. Upon arriving, A.and K., the bridesmaids, are wearing matching ballerina costumes. They are singing conga and reek of beer and pizza. You walk by pretending you've never seen them before and desperately search for bob, your soon-to-be mate-for-life. (You realize that it's bad luck to see each other before the wedding, but at this point you just don't care anymore)Finding bob naked except for a bowler hat, high off something other then life, you call the whole thing off and decide a spoon named rick would be better company.

I've only got about 4 brain cells firing today and that mad lib still has me laughing. I spent a few hours yesterday reading Kristin Armstrong's blog on RW and was so inspired to write today. Unfortunately I was sideswiped by a late night with the Yankees and then had my sleep rudely interrupted by our fire alarm. I don't understand why the battery would suddenly DIE at 2:37 a.m. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a 9 volt battery at 2:30 in the morning!!?? Not a pretty sight I assure you.

I could really use a few hours of run therapy with my girls to clear the cobwebs out of my brain. Instead here I am slurping on a Burger Joint milkshake and recovering from this afternoon's news that my high school best friend is pregnant. Please help....

Hit and still can't run.

So after I saw my trainer on Friday, she sent me to see her husband who is a chiropractor. He did ultra sound on my knee, and it felt better - although I think I'll have to go back again because its still bothering me.

So after IMing with KM (we can call her Tri-bags) today, I decided that I would go to the pool to do some deep water running. I've never done this before...I'm usually more than happy to take a break when my body hurts! The actual opposite of our friendie SC. So on my way out of fleet feet, where I picked myself up a Aqua Jogger, I hit someones car pulling out of my parking spot. Oh yeah, here's the worst part, I was driving MC's car. I was doing him a "favor" today and took his car to get the oil changed. I wish this was the first time this happened. I've actually hit the side of the garage, the side of our house, and my neighbors car, not once but twice.

So I went to whole foods on the way home, picked up mint chocolate chip ice cream, 2 New York Strips, tomatoes & mozzarella, and mashed potatoes - and he asked if I was trying to butter him up, and I said yeah.

None the less, I aqua jogged for an hour, and when I got out of the pool, my legs felt like bricks. Has anyone done this before??? I guess it was a good work out, and my knee feels better - although still not 100%. Thoughts on my rehab??

I'll be in NYC next Week!

Hi to all my nyc running chicas!
MC and I are coming to NYC next Thursday. So before "ya'll" head out to the hamptons lets get together!!! WHEW WHO!

On another note...I feel like starting this blog has somewhat jinxed me! Memorial Day Weekend completely sucked. Saturday I went to the "minor emergency" room, because after a week of self medication, I still was pretty sick. And after a shot of penicillin in the rear, and a rx of vicadin [i didn't fill it]...talk about putting out a match with a fire extinguisher...I still am having alot of difficulty swallowing and my neck still hurts. Oh and I can't get in to see my new Dr until August 21st! Oh yeah, and Scouters woke me up at 6:45 this morning to poop and pee, She had so much poop in her fur that I had to cut some out! She then guzzled down some water and threw up in our bedroom!

So sick of not being able to run, I ran Tuesday and Wednesday - and today the knee is freakin killing me...I think its my body telling me that I'm over-doing it. So I'm taking today off, and I'm supposed to meet my trainer tomorrow to lift.

Hope your runs have been better than mine!

Off to camp

T minus 6 hours until summer is officially here...but who's counting?

After my rotten day at work yesterday (and a stop for new running shoes)- I took my angst outside to do a little therapy. It was beautiful out and which put a (very short lived) spring in my step. Since the NJ marathon, I've kept my runs to a minimum focusing on strength (hills, etc) so I decided to try 5 miles and see how I felt. The answer??

Not great.

I think the sole reason was my JV style nutrition/hydration plan yesterday. I repeat...JV. We're talking about 400 calories and no water from what I can remember. Yeek! Besides the cramping in my legs and growling in my stomach, I did enjoy it out there.

It must have been Friendie' Men/X-men in the Park day. In just 5 short miles I saw Bill, Dr.Dave and Rob. Luckily, Bill was the only one who saw me. Unluckily it happened to be during a moment of weakness (walking). I hate that "busted feeling."

Off we go to the wilds of East Hampton where we'll swim, bike and run to our hearts' content. I'm ready for some summer- farm stands, grilled meat, wine but am mostly looking forward to my book (Under the Banner of Heaven) and quiet time on the porch. I can't help but to imagine the line of New Yorkers waiting on the Jitney this afternoon as grown up versions of summer camp kids packing up to get shipped out.

Bon voyage!

Today I feel like a Floating Turd

For the past 5 days I have felt like a huge floating turd. This past weekend, I traveled to Harrisburg, PA for a good old fashioned family drunk fest (don't tell my cousin's new wife, that's what I am calling her otherwise beautiful wedding!).

I didn't take any running clothes, giving myself the weekend off to spend time with my family. I don't get to see them as often as I'd like.

But crap, since I've been back, I've been quite sick...which is oh so fun when it feels like its about 89 degrees out. Each day, I hope that I will feel better enough to go for a run, and hour by hour...no such luck. The day is about to get away from me again today. So maybe I should make a correction - I feel like a turd floating in warm water. cheers.

Come on in, the water is fine!

Welcome to friendie-land!

Enjoy the tales that are usually reserved for long runs

with the girls(and Jack.) If only the trees in Rutgers

could talk...oh- the stories they would tell!

Sadly, my true thoughts today are buried in a mangle of

spreadsheets,

packing lists &

cheesy wedding bands.

A nice long weekend at the beach will cure that- and if not, the wine will.

The natives are friendly in Friendie Land, so stay tuned.

Welcome to our Blog!!

We are inviting you into the secret world of our inner most thoughts, that we usually share loudly on our runs together. However, since RunninGirl moved away, she has been running alone, talking to herself, and on only rare occasions runs with her NYC running girls!