A great mood …

Wake up, get up and GO! This day isn’t going to enjoy itself, so get out there and LIVE your best life! Smile. Laugh. Be kind. Be genuine. LOVE. Chase your dreams. And remember that happiness comes from within YOU.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you wake up in a great mood!!!

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Enough time …

Decades. Years. Months. Weeks. Hours. Minutes. Seconds. It doesn’t matter how long or how short my moments may be. I just hope that I always make time to truly LIVE in them. To genuinely LOVE in them. And to LAUGH much in them.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you have enough time!!!

Xanadu and creating some new material …

This morning my headband started to slip off of my head onto my forehead. Being who I am, I adjusted it so it sat going across my whole forehead. I looked at Libs and said, “I’m a Ninja Mom. A MOM-JA!” She was not impressed. Not. At. All. So I decided to age-it-up a little and said, “Fine, then I look like Olivia Newton John in Xanadu.” That completely backfired on me because Libs had absolutely no clue who I was talking about. OUCH. Then I just felt old and gave up. BIG SIGH. Libs is my third child and has heard all of my goofy jokes before. She’s also incredibly bright and she’s a comedian in her own right. I think this all leaves me with only one option. I need to “up my game” in humor department. God knows where this will take us. But I bet it’s going to be fun.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you come up with some new material!!!

Link weenie …

I absolutely love autocorrect. It cracks me the HECK up. My phone has come up with some DOOZIES too. And today I witnessed, quite possibly, the best autocorrection EVER. It happened when I was voice texting a shopping list and I got to the word “linguine”. Reading over my list after I finished it, I discovered the “correction” and I was honestly baffled at first. It was SO CRAZY that even I had no clue what I meant. Then the humor rushed in. Seriously, I’ll be laughing about this one for YEARS.

LIN … GUINE.

Ahahahahahahahahahaha!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you get to say LINK WEENIE out loud, question your sanity, then laugh hysterically!!!

That hot, hilly, and windy 20-miler was so much fun (said no runner ever) …

Today I ran my 20-miler. I have been physically and mentally preparing for it all week. This is a big one. Huge. I couldn’t wait to get it under my (fuel) belt. And then I woke up.

I woke up to the sound of wind. As I started to get ready I realized the wind wasn’t letting up, so I checked the weather report. High wind advisory. SWELL. I already knew I would be racing against time to avoid the heat, which wouldn’t be an easy battle because I mapped out 10 miles of hills for myself. Wind was not going to make anything easier. Not. At. All. But I laced up and got out there anyway. Somehow I survived and lived to write about it. Here’s how it all went down:

Mile 1: The wind appears to have died down. Run woman run!

Miles 2: I was wrong … the wind did not die down.

Mile 3: Suspicious stranger sighting. I’m glad I have my pepper spray but with all the wind I figure using it could backfire. I determine I can out run him. My paranoia subsides.

Mile 4: My left hamstring woke up and is pissed we aren’t still in bed. I also come to the realization that everyone in my neighborhood is still asleep. I am overwhelmed with jealousy.

Mile 5: 10,000 steps. Whatever Fitbit, whatever.

Mile 6: Gusts. I hate them and all the debris that comes with them. Ouch.

Mile 7: I wonder why I didn’t register for the Donate Life 5k that is this weekend. It’s practically in my backyard. Then I realize I would have had to run it over 6 times to get all my miles in. I calculate 6 race entry fees. I am happy I can still do simple math. This skill will be dead to me soon.

Mile 8: Cyclists pass me. I notice all their butts. I conclude that my butt is too big to fit on a bike seat.

Mile 9: The downhill. This is just mind trickery to build my confidence … the REAL hills are coming.

Mile 10: I’m at the gates of Hell. Let the hill repeats begin.

Mile 11: Branches are falling from the trees. Sure let’s make this a terrifying obstacle course too. Because I obviously need THAT in my life.

Mile 12: Blood, sweat and gagging. I REALLY hate hills. Oh and MORE WIND.

Mile 13: If wind was a person I would call it a bad name … and punch it in the throat.

Mile 14: I’m pretty sure everything is chapped.

Mile 15: What fresh hell is this?

Mile 16: Pulling out the big guns. Electrolytes with extra caffeine. This will either get me to the end of this run or give me a heart attack. At this point I see it going either way. 

Mile 17: A brief encounter with feeling TOTALLY BITCHEN. In your face haters. I GOT THIS.

Mile 18: BITCHEN feeling gone. I start my run home. I remember that it’s uphill. I am running into the sun and have a constant headwind. I cry a little and question my sanity.

Mile 19: My ability to do simple math is gone. Everything hurts. I am pretty sure running is very bad for you.

Mile 20: DONE. Elated and thankful. It is over. I did it. And I am pretty sure that once the feeling of wanting to throw-up leaves my body I will want to eat my weight in donuts.

The 20 miler. Even under the best of circumstances I have never found this distance easy. Today was unbelievably hard. It beat my tush. But I have learned over the years that if I try hard enough I can find humor in even the most difficult runs. I gotta say, I like that about myself.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you laugh yourself through some tough times!!!