Really? Seriously?


In going through so many photos, I often find old ones that I never wanted to post. Looking back, I was embarrassed that I wore something, was so out of shape, made an ugly face, etc.  I also love to laugh and ask myself “WHAT WAS I THINKING?”

So here’s the first of many more photos like this to come:

July 2011. Obviously going along with the Fourth of July theme.

I don’t know which is worse: The red purse, with the brown flip flops, and white button down?  Or the fact that I took this picture in a Victoria’s Secret store?  Ha ha ha! College was the greatest….

I’d love to see some of your “‘What was I thinking?” college pictures!  Or just tell me, what was the worst fashion moment you had back then?

xoxo

Enjoy this wonderful wealth of knowledge: 

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Today’s run led me 

on a brand new path!  I thought it might be about 5 miles, but it only ended up being 3.5 miles.  Meh.  I’ll take it.

It was a beautiful day and all of the cars on the road were really nice to me.

Except for the usual perverts who pulled over to the side of the road and watched my boobs as I ran by.  I made sure to fart a few times next to their car to show my affection for them.  Ladies, what do you do when you encounter jerks like this on your runs? I usually ignore it.  But deep down, I’m a raging feminist and I hate when douchebags try to taint and corrupt my run.

No workout pic today, so here’s a photo from my weekend adventures!

Running is the part of me that no one can ever take away from me.  It’s my spirit, my hobby, my joy, and my passion all in one!  

xoxo

Letter to Las Vegas RnR Marathon Organizers:

I have been a great supporter of the Rock N Roll San Antonio Marathon and Half Marathon. I thoroughly enjoyed those races because they were friendly, organized, and well-produced events.  However, I am very disappointed with the Rock N Roll Las Vegas Marathon.  Competitor Group has more than enough experience with 25,000+ runners in a crowd to qualify for putting on a quality race for 45,000 runners at RnRLV.

I’m sure you have heard of the sick runners,vomiting, taxi and tram lines that went on for hours, crowding that was a definite fire hazard, and the general and potential harm that you caused us runners. I will not go in detail with all of that, because you can read about it on your Facebook page. Instead, I would like to indulge you in a few constructive criticisms:

1. BOOK YOUR VOLUNTEERS IN ADVANCE. Having 5 volunteers at your water stations is just not enough to handle the runners blowing through.  And the 5 that actually showed up at each of these stations were not enthusiastic.  I realize this is Vegas and people are still hungover from Saturday night.  No one really wants to come out in the freezing dark night and hand out/pick up cups of sticky cold Cytomax.  But if you perhaps give them an incentive to be there (cash, freebies, meals, etc.) I’m sure they will be there promptly and happily.

2. COMPLETELY RE-DESIGN THE COURSE. The course is only scenic for half of the race.  Right after the Strip ends, we enter into the ghetto.  No one wants to use the port-o-potties in the dark ghetto.  Not to mention the bumpy and uneven roads. If you are going to cap the race at 60,000 runners next year, then please open the ENTIRE 4 LANES of the road (both coming and going lanes) to runners going in ONE DIRECTION ONLY. This will give runners plenty of room to run, so that the pushing and shoving situation that happened on Sunday does not happen again.

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Distance: Half Marathon – 13.1 miles

When: Sunday December 4, 2011

Where: Las Vegas, Nevada

Start Time: 5:30 PM

Cost: $130 (I registered on March 10th and got a huge discount!)

Participants: 45,000 finishers

Elevation: Flat. Flat. Flat.  No hills.

Weather: 42F @ start; 34F @ finish.

Well, well.  Here I am.

Cozied up on my couch, sipping hot tea, and writing this race review.  I would love to say that I PR’d at my half marathon this weekend in Vegas… but I didn’t.  I didn’t even come close.  And so begins the tragedy of the Las Vegas Rock N Roll Marathon.

The story begins the day before the race.  

Taco and I purchased an “All-You-Can-Eat” pass to the buffet at The Excalibur, our hotel.  We ate all we could eat, and then went for dessert.  I didn’t go for fried foods or anything greasy.  But don’t cheer me on just yet.  As usual, there are a lot of hidden calories, which left me feeling sick stuffed after each meal.  I ate breads, pastas, salads, CHEESECAKE, pumpkin mousse, pizza, egg omelets, toast, yogurt, granola, watermelon, canteloupe, steamed veggies, oatmeal, ice cream.  Oh God Of Running.

I loved carbo loading Saturday night

Sunday morning, we awoke at 8AM to go eat breakfast.  A hefty, hefty breakfast.

More food than I would EVER eat before a race.

We laid around and rested from breakfast until it was time to get ready at 3PM.

We loved watching the Strip slowly but surely be shut down so that we and 45,000 other runners could do our thang.

Taco & I decided to dress in costume as OSU Cowboys.

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Day one in Vegas started off…

with waking up at 4:00 AM in San Antonio, Texas.  I was having sinus pressure the day before, so Taco gave me some Nyquil sinus medicine that knocked me out at 10:00 PM.  I didn’t get to finish packing, so the morning before the flight was super rushed.

I spy a can opener and a can of beans in my luggage.

I ended up forgetting my Nike women’s capris and losing my mind.  Amber, my best friend from college, picked us up at 4:30AM and due to crazy long lines, we barely made the final boarding call!

Amber’s husband is in the military and has been deployed, so she had to sit next to Albert Einstein.

Taco & his toupe

Touchdown Vegas!

The first thing we noticed were the GORGEOUS mountains in the background.  So scenic!

The view from our hotel room takes my breath away.

Getting ready for a dinner + Expo date

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Yesterday morning I was awaken

with family drama at 5 AM… After dealing with that rubbish for an hour, I couldn’t go back to sleep because I was an emotional ball of tangled yarn (say what?).  Even though I had not planned on logging any miles, I had to get out of bed and run 3.  I needed at least that much to get me through a hectic day at work, on only 5 hours of sleep.

It was either lay in bed and throw stuffed animals at the wall or pound the pavement. Pound the pavement was the more sane choice.  I wanted to stop and cry during the run, but I pushed myself to run faster.

Running makes me stronger.

I showered, put a dress and a smile on, and I was off to Reed Arena for our division’s Annual Awards luncheon.

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This Saturday, I ran 10 miles in a town near the border of Mexico

It was a basket of hot and crazy.

90-94°F, with a 109°F heat index, to be exact.

Before I left, we drove around my running route and hid water bottles behind trees.

I stopped at “On The Run” to refill my bottle.  The name sounded kinda familiar…

I flashed everyone when I wiped the sweat from my eyes.

I found this wrinkled decade old GU in my laptop bag. I wasn’t sure if it was good, so I took a Jelly Belly just in case.

I ended up eating both, all beast-like.

There were abandoned houses like this:

And rich fancy ones like this:

I wasn’t the only freak dedicated person looking for exercise.  This woman and her child were running together!  I want my kid to be like that kid.

This man and his big dog were doing a long run too!  I saw them so many times on my run, I began to make up stories about them in my head… nice ones of course!

And this cross dressing man:

Allegedly, this man is well-educated….

He had a really close relationship with his mother, and lived with her all of his life.  When she passed away from cancer, he grieved in a way that many of us grieve – he found it hard to get rid of her belongings.  So, he walks everywhere he goes around town wearing her clothes – her purse, her long cardigan, her skirt, shoes, red wig, make-up, and her perfume.  I heard about him a long time ago, but I first saw him on the last mile of my 10 mile run.  A quarter mile behind him, he appears to be a woman.  As I approached him, I noticed the slender yet masculine build and the hair peeking out of the wig.  I begin to get a little scared and nervous.  Is this man delusional and harmful?  As I get closer to him and smell the perfume, I feel deeply sorrowful for him and feel his suffering.  I empathize with him and want to stop running and talk to him.  If I’m going to run past the guy, I should at least say helloooooo!!

But, I snap the photo above, and keep running and thinking about him.  Throughout the day with family and loved ones, I keep going back to this man in my head.  In the few minutes of our chance encounter, I learned much from him:

  1. Love and let love go.
  2. Never judge people – every one of us is fighting a battle and you have NO idea what a person may be going through.
  3. Do what brings you joy – who gives a butt what people think!  Do what makes you happy.  Wear the clothes that express yourself. (Perhaps the rumors aren’t true and this really is what makes him happy?)
  4. Tell your family every chance you get how much you love them.  You don’t want to be replaying in your head all of the things you wish you had said to them.
  5. What doesn’t kill you only makes you stranger.
It’s out there on the road that I dig for the meaning of life and what it’s all about… 
XOXO

I ended my blog post yesterday by saying I was going right now to run (at 11AM).  Well, I went outside and it was hot enough to cook an egg on my butt.  So, I just opted to run my 6 miles during the nighttime.  I spent the rest of the day doing some really important things.

I exchanged tweets with

Olympic Gold Medalist Allyson Felix

We ate dinner 

and watched Problem Child 2

And ate a Dairy Queen dipped cone (YES!)

Finally, it was 10:30PM, and I was ready to run.  Taco Runner wanted to come along for as many miles as he could last.  I usually run a few feet in front of him.

an old picture of us on the run

Right after leaving the apartment, we saw an old school truck passing on the opposite side of the road from us.  It was going very slow and the two men in it were staring at us.

The truck was a similar model to this, but blue with rust discoloration.

We just brushed it off as people who were bashing our commitment to running.  We know it isn’t “normal” to just be out running at 10:30PM. But when you live in Texas and it’s 100 degrees from morning to night, 10:30PM and 5:30 AM are about the only options.

We ran 3 miles and were coming back home to refill my water bottle.  Taco was going to call it the end of his run, but I still had 3 miles left to go and I was feeling great!!  To make sure I was safe, Taco was going to follow me in his car with the hazard lights flashing.  You might be a runner if you ask your boyfriend to follow you at 11:00PM in his car with his hazard lights flashing for the world to see.

However, as we were coming back home, that same truck was sitting in a nearby abandoned parking lot on the same side of the road where I was running.

I was a good quarter of a mile ahead of Taco, so it appeared I was running alone.  As I was about to run in front of the truck, the men looked at me and made a call on their cell phone.  Oh hell no!  I watch enough NBC Dateline and 48 Hours Mystery to know that something very skeptical was going on here.  I clutched my pepper spray, turned around and ran so fast back to Taco.  Once we both started running towards the truck again, the men took off.

I still wanted so badly to go out for 3 more miles, but Taco made a good point.  ”Those men have nothing to lose.  You and I do.”  So, I called it quits after that and will resume my training with a 10 mile run tomorrow morning.

Note On Safety:

As runners, we take ice baths to protect our muscles.  We wear knee braces to prevent re-injury.  We drink plenty of fluids to prevent dehydration.  We stretch before and after to prevent next day soreness.  We take all of these precautionary measures to protect ourselves.  We must also remember that many runners have been hurt & have lost their lives by not being aware of their surroundings.  Look around for suspicious people, hire a bodyguard, listen for someone running behind you, carry pepper spray.  

XOXO

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