Finding Waldo and me …

Typically I keep the location setting on my cell phone turned off. I turn it on only when I need it for something. One of those things is running. I need it to track my miles. Usually I remember to turn the setting on before I go into my running app. Today, apparently I didn’t. And I was clueless. Instead of loading my street map it loaded a map of Canada, the US and Mexico. I had never seen this before and because I didn’t realize my location services were off, I stood there looking at my phone waiting for it to find me. It didn’t happen. I was at a loss. It must have been way to early to run (or think) because I couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t zooming in on me or identifying me with something. A star. A dot. Something! Nope. Nothing. WHERE WAS I?!?? As I waited patiently (and a little panic-y) to be located I must have come to a higher level of awareness. OH, MY PRIVACY SETTING MUST BE OFF. Needless to say, I turned it on and found myself.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel like Waldo!!!


Spit and sweat …

My body has had some pretty horrific reactions to running. I know. Yet, I keep on doing it. It’s definitely a love/hate relationship that only runners truly understand. I’ll be honest, most days I’m out there because I’m curious to see just how far I can push myself without actually dying. HA! Some runs are definitely easier than others. And for some reason distance or pace doesn’t seem to have anything to do with it. I can run the same distance at the same pace 10 different times and I will not feel the same way every time. Nor will my body react the same way. Some days I feel fantastic, others I feel like I’m going to collapse. It honestly makes no sense. I ran 5 miles this morning, like I have many, many times before, but OH LORDY! It was horrible! My body wanted no part of it. And I was just gross.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t spit and sweat!!!

Fabio the Fitbit is alive and well …

Let’s go back a year. Last summer a friend of mine, Kim, and I ran the Napa to Sonoma Half Marathon. It was an absolutely fantastic race put on by Destination Races. It was coordinated so well. Honestly, it is one of the best races I’ve ever had the privilege to be a part of. From the expo to the finish line activities, it was an incredible race experience. And the course was beautiful!

Anyway, one of the race sponsors was Fitbit. So runners were given a discount on Fitbit purchases. I decided to buy myself the Fitbit HR I had my eye on. And I immediately fell in LOVE! The day after the race Kim and I decided my Fitbit needed a name. I name everything, so why not? HA! Kim came up with the name Fabio. Of course I thought that name was perfect! And just like that, Fabio the Fitbit came into existence.

OK, back to now. Well, sorta. For weeks now I haven’t been able to sync Fabio the Fitbit with the app on my phone. I wasn’t sure why. I thought that perhaps I somehow managed to damage Fabio’s Bluetooth thingy. OK, that totally made me laugh! Anyway, I just hoped Fabio would fix himself. That’s how I roll with electronics. Delusional grandiose ideas of miraculous repairs. Totally rational. OY! But then, when we were in Las Vegas, I swam with Fabio. Oooops. He was submerged in water for a good 15-20 minutes before I realized what I had done. Needless to say I thought I had officially drowned Fabio. NOPE. He never stopped working! NOT. ONCE. I was utterly shocked! And totally impressed with Fitbit! WOW!

But despite not dying in an accidental watery submersion, I still couldn’t get Fabio to sync to my app. UNTIL TODAY! Yep, you read that right! After weeks of not working properly and almost drowning, Fabio the Fitbit is working perfectly again! YAY!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are alive and well!!!

Burping …

This is one of those TMI entries. I've been known to write a few. Heck, lets not forget that my first blog entry on WordPress was about an eye zit. Anyway, here goes.

I am not a big burp-er. I have always chalked it up to not being a soda drinker. And today, I am totally convinced of it.

Monday we visited Coca Cola World in Las Vegas. When we were there Libs wanted to do an international soda tasting. So we did and it was a lot of fun. Sorta. We were given 16 samples of soda from all over the world. Which is a pretty neat idea. Keep in mind, though, that I do not drink soda, so my experience was probably a little skewed. My take on the whole thing is that we might all live on the same small planet, but our tastes in soda preferences differs tremendously. And NOT in a good way. HA!

Anyway, my last run was before our soda tasting. So this morning I headed out for another run. Now, I have gagged a ton on my runs in the past. You just do when you push yourself like that. But today was a whole new ball of wax … um … gas. And I blame it on our quest to experience the world through soda consumption.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you burp and burp and burp and burp!!!

Rolling over (some days are harder than others) …

I am wildly familiar with the pains of working out and running. After decades of exercise I can attest that keeping fit, often keeps you sore. But every once in a while I work out so hard that the level of soreness I wake up shocks even me. Holy moly! And it literally hits me the second I wake up, open my eyes and try to move. Ouchie.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are able to roll over!!!

No worse for the wear …

After being out of a boot for one week and running only one trial mile to see if my foot was healed, I somehow managed to finish a half marathon today with out additional harm being done to my body. Whoa!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you are no worse for the wear!!!