Well, as we all know by now, I have the body of a 73 yr old woman. Sad. Oh well. Orthodics are on their way, then it's another week of pain and hopefully no more knee, foot, or ankle pain. On a related note, power walking is actually really boring unless you have great music or friends and wine. Last night I had the latter (no, I still haven't gotten my shower and rub down, but there was a candy trail...oo, piece of candy!). It was a really pleasant night to be out walking it made me feel not quite as bad about not being able to run. Also, after falling on my bike, my body is still broken (shoulder, kneck, back, wrist, hip), so I've been taking it extremely slow. Oh well, am hoping next week that I'll be back on ye ol circuit.
And my Gram's home from the hospital, she came out ok but they're thinking she'll need chemo. Another thing about NJ (even if they're not masters) with the issues, diseases, and plague hitting society, it's important to remember to keep fighting. Life's hard and it'll kick you when you're down. Just remember to grab the foot, pull yourself up, and punch it in the nuts and face on your way back up. Goodluck Gma!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Snow day cabbage day
Pierogies! Delish, if you've never had these awesome lil polish dumplings filled with sauerkraut (the're just like me!), then you're missing out on life! Simply an amazing foodage! On a side note, I put some in my smoothie this morning and it actually has take on this really tart aftertaste. Cabbage! Sauerkraut! Tummy rumbling!
The Saints won! Excitement for New Orleans (double excitement cause they were having a parade no matter what)! Real winners know you plan a party win, loose, or draw. You just party happier if you win and less people end up in trashcans. Turns out that the same guy who intercepted Manning for TD also intercepted Favre two weeks ago for some love. Betty White's appearance in the Snicker's commercial was the best 2.whatever million spent in commercial time. In my mind anyway, and that's all that matters, really!
It's snowing again in Denver! That means running is more treacherous! Deadly even. Especially if you're being hunted my a NJM and you're not past level 1 yet of training. Spooky! Good thing I'm at level 5. Yes, that means my pace time recently dropped from 11min/mi to 10min/mi. Booyah! Welcome to level 5 . . . and your doom! Wait, what? I don't die till the end of this movie, I'm pretty sure. Plot twist! Anyway, don't know if I'm going to go do some circuit training or get a quick run in if it's not too icy after work. Seems like a good idea if I stay awake anyhow.
By now you're asking yourself, "There are levels to become a NJM? I though there were just a few steps?" Well, young one, you are wrong! There are both. It is a journey of mind and body and spirit. And I'm too tired to list all the levels, but since you already know the 5th, here's another bone (warning, one of these levels involves a montage, so if you don't think you can handle it, you probably can't. Quitter):
Level 1 NJM training: Learn your limits. Now pass them! You can only run 1 mile? Now run 2, barefoot, uphill while holding a rabid mongoose! Life isn't about how far you think you can go, it's about pushing yourself farther.
The Saints won! Excitement for New Orleans (double excitement cause they were having a parade no matter what)! Real winners know you plan a party win, loose, or draw. You just party happier if you win and less people end up in trashcans. Turns out that the same guy who intercepted Manning for TD also intercepted Favre two weeks ago for some love. Betty White's appearance in the Snicker's commercial was the best 2.whatever million spent in commercial time. In my mind anyway, and that's all that matters, really!
It's snowing again in Denver! That means running is more treacherous! Deadly even. Especially if you're being hunted my a NJM and you're not past level 1 yet of training. Spooky! Good thing I'm at level 5. Yes, that means my pace time recently dropped from 11min/mi to 10min/mi. Booyah! Welcome to level 5 . . . and your doom! Wait, what? I don't die till the end of this movie, I'm pretty sure. Plot twist! Anyway, don't know if I'm going to go do some circuit training or get a quick run in if it's not too icy after work. Seems like a good idea if I stay awake anyhow.
By now you're asking yourself, "There are levels to become a NJM? I though there were just a few steps?" Well, young one, you are wrong! There are both. It is a journey of mind and body and spirit. And I'm too tired to list all the levels, but since you already know the 5th, here's another bone (warning, one of these levels involves a montage, so if you don't think you can handle it, you probably can't. Quitter):
Level 1 NJM training: Learn your limits. Now pass them! You can only run 1 mile? Now run 2, barefoot, uphill while holding a rabid mongoose! Life isn't about how far you think you can go, it's about pushing yourself farther.
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