I went walking along the coast with Hubs on Sunday and took the grown-up camera.
It's hard to believe this is November with weather so warm.
Song from Wednesday, November 16, 2011:
Human - The Killers
PEACE
Monday, November 28, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Human
What have you all been up to?
I've become rather meh* when it comes to blogging. I used to be so consistent, but now it has taken somewhat of a back seat to social networking. Sad, I know, but that's what's happening. It's also a time issue as well, and when I am home the last thing I'm doing is blogging, but dealing with family things like helping the kiddo with homework and the usual day in, day out things that need more attention than my blog does. I'm not abandoning the blog. I suppose I'll amp things up again, and post more frequently at some point. I just don't want it to collect cobwebs. I still have plenty to say, as disjointed and grammatically incorrect as it may seem at times. At least it's honest.
Product Review:
I've been trying out the VITAband wrist band. Here's a picture of mine:
From the VITAband site:
I've been using the VITAband for about the past three months, wearing it during every run. It's rather comfortable and I've gotten used to wearing it. It's a rubber bracelet with an emergency number and my personal ID number on the back of the wrist- which will access my emergency and medical information for first responders, and can include a removable, scan-able pre paid Visa chip. I have yet to use the Visa chip. There are stores in my area that do have the scanner, but I usually don't frequent those stores. I wanted to talk about the ease of just being able to wave my wrist at the contact-less payment scanner, but I haven't seen one yet. I might have to make a special trek to the stores that do have the scanner, and I'll post about using it. I like the idea of having some form of money on me when I run, cash or credit card, and this wrist band would mean one less thing to carry if my post run eateries/establishments would have this scanner, and (so far) none do. There is a yearly fee to use this band and to keep your personal emergency information in their system. I really like the concept of this band, which can access more than your emergency phone numbers, but includes what ever health information you provide on the site, which can include allergies, past surgeries, medications, health issues, etc. I like the VITAband with all of my information for first responders, I just wish the High Dive down the street from my house would have the Visa scanner... Just sayin'...
Other Stuff
I was contacted (through THIS blog) by the Mutual of Omaha's "Aha Moment" team to film my "Aha Moment." I thought I'd take them up on their offer and put in what I had to say. I went to their Airstream mobile "studio" set up at Balboa Park.
As I waited for my turn there were others ahead of me who were doing great things like helping those less fortunate than themselves, saving babies, helping to find cures. Their interviews were on a screen just outside the Airstream in the waiting area. Here I am, going to talk about me and running. Running and I felt so petty at that moment.
As I waited, I filled out this clap board, which they actually used, and I got to keep:
What I had intended to say in my filmed interview with them is that my "Aha Moment" happens every time I run, that I am constantly awe struck with running in San Diego county. I'm extremely fortunate to live in an area where the running season lasts all year long. After I said something to that effect, the person directing the shoot asked me to repeat what I had just said because an airplane flew overhead and they didn't get a clear recording. MY MIND WENT BLANK. *gah* I lost everything I wanted to say. *Poof* It was gone. I became really nervous after that and felt myself stumble on my words. There was no flow. She had to prompt me with questions after that, and I felt rather sucky. I've posted my segment on Facebook and Twitter. Since Blogger won't let me post the link to access the video Mutual of Omaha posted on their site, here's the actual link:
I never realized that I move around so much when I'm nervous. If this were Tyra Banks Top Model show I would have lost the spokes model segment. Seriously. Thank goodness for creative editing. My last words came out wrong. I wanted to say something about every day being an "aha moment, " not the thing about putting it all together to say this is why I do what I do. (What?) Yeah, I lost my train of thought that morning. The scarf. People asked about my scarf. I bought it on clearance at a store in an outlet mall a few years ago. It goes with everything... I also had a black sweater on which (I thought) made me look more pulled together, but it turned out to warm up that day and by the time arrived to the taping I was rather toasty, so the sweater came off. They have three finalists and one will win a spot in the actual televised ad campaign, and I knew from the get go that I wouldn't be one of them. I wasn't vying for a TV spot. That's just not me. It's all good, though. I've never done anything like this before, and now that I have, I hope that's it.
Song from Wednesday, October 26, 2011:
Hey Soul Sister - Train - Run-DMZ
PEACE
*For lack of a better word. Complacent? Bored?
I've become rather meh* when it comes to blogging. I used to be so consistent, but now it has taken somewhat of a back seat to social networking. Sad, I know, but that's what's happening. It's also a time issue as well, and when I am home the last thing I'm doing is blogging, but dealing with family things like helping the kiddo with homework and the usual day in, day out things that need more attention than my blog does. I'm not abandoning the blog. I suppose I'll amp things up again, and post more frequently at some point. I just don't want it to collect cobwebs. I still have plenty to say, as disjointed and grammatically incorrect as it may seem at times. At least it's honest.
Product Review:
I've been trying out the VITAband wrist band. Here's a picture of mine:
"The VITAband acts like a medical ID bracelet providing medical professionals with your identification, relevant medical history and emergency contacts to help ensure you get the care you need in the event of an emergency.
VITAband also offers Visa® payWave contactless payment technology. This allows users to simply wave their VITAband, featuring The VITAband Visa Prepaid Card, at the point of sale to make purchases at millions of retailers who accept Visa debit cards."
I know it's hard to see, but I'm wearing it on my right wrist in this photo from the Nike Women's Half Marathon this past October
I've been using the VITAband for about the past three months, wearing it during every run. It's rather comfortable and I've gotten used to wearing it. It's a rubber bracelet with an emergency number and my personal ID number on the back of the wrist- which will access my emergency and medical information for first responders, and can include a removable, scan-able pre paid Visa chip. I have yet to use the Visa chip. There are stores in my area that do have the scanner, but I usually don't frequent those stores. I wanted to talk about the ease of just being able to wave my wrist at the contact-less payment scanner, but I haven't seen one yet. I might have to make a special trek to the stores that do have the scanner, and I'll post about using it. I like the idea of having some form of money on me when I run, cash or credit card, and this wrist band would mean one less thing to carry if my post run eateries/establishments would have this scanner, and (so far) none do. There is a yearly fee to use this band and to keep your personal emergency information in their system. I really like the concept of this band, which can access more than your emergency phone numbers, but includes what ever health information you provide on the site, which can include allergies, past surgeries, medications, health issues, etc. I like the VITAband with all of my information for first responders, I just wish the High Dive down the street from my house would have the Visa scanner... Just sayin'...
Other Stuff
I was contacted (through THIS blog) by the Mutual of Omaha's "Aha Moment" team to film my "Aha Moment." I thought I'd take them up on their offer and put in what I had to say. I went to their Airstream mobile "studio" set up at Balboa Park.
As I waited for my turn there were others ahead of me who were doing great things like helping those less fortunate than themselves, saving babies, helping to find cures. Their interviews were on a screen just outside the Airstream in the waiting area. Here I am, going to talk about me and running. Running and I felt so petty at that moment.
As I waited, I filled out this clap board, which they actually used, and I got to keep:
What I had intended to say in my filmed interview with them is that my "Aha Moment" happens every time I run, that I am constantly awe struck with running in San Diego county. I'm extremely fortunate to live in an area where the running season lasts all year long. After I said something to that effect, the person directing the shoot asked me to repeat what I had just said because an airplane flew overhead and they didn't get a clear recording. MY MIND WENT BLANK. *gah* I lost everything I wanted to say. *Poof* It was gone. I became really nervous after that and felt myself stumble on my words. There was no flow. She had to prompt me with questions after that, and I felt rather sucky. I've posted my segment on Facebook and Twitter. Since Blogger won't let me post the link to access the video Mutual of Omaha posted on their site, here's the actual link:
I never realized that I move around so much when I'm nervous. If this were Tyra Banks Top Model show I would have lost the spokes model segment. Seriously. Thank goodness for creative editing. My last words came out wrong. I wanted to say something about every day being an "aha moment, " not the thing about putting it all together to say this is why I do what I do. (What?) Yeah, I lost my train of thought that morning. The scarf. People asked about my scarf. I bought it on clearance at a store in an outlet mall a few years ago. It goes with everything... I also had a black sweater on which (I thought) made me look more pulled together, but it turned out to warm up that day and by the time arrived to the taping I was rather toasty, so the sweater came off. They have three finalists and one will win a spot in the actual televised ad campaign, and I knew from the get go that I wouldn't be one of them. I wasn't vying for a TV spot. That's just not me. It's all good, though. I've never done anything like this before, and now that I have, I hope that's it.
Song from Wednesday, October 26, 2011:
Hey Soul Sister - Train - Run-DMZ
PEACE
*For lack of a better word. Complacent? Bored?
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Hey Soul Sister
Nike Women's Half Marathon 2011 Race Report
Pre Race Thursday
Not at all organized. Not at all packed. The flight out was the next morning. I tried to be organized, but that went by the wayside with a midday doctor's appointments. I also had my sister coming down from Los Angeles to accompany me on the trip. Amazingly, flights were much cheaper out of San Diego going to San Fransisco that out of Los Angeles to San Fransisco. Go figure. I wasn't quite ready for my sister, either, the house wasn't quite up to par for company, but since it was my sister, she really didn't care that I hadn't vacuumed or mopped the kitchen floor yet. Once my sister Donna was safely delivered to San Diego, we went out for dinner and I probably should have stuck with just one drink, but since I didn't have to drive I went for a second. Have you ever tried to pack after two drinks? At least I had all of my race gear pre planned and I purposely wore my running shoes on the flight. Everything else was a mystery as to why I packed it. I was missing a few things, but it's not as if we were going to the middle of nowhere. One major thing to forget was my camera. I did have my cell phone but it's not quite the same as an actual camera. I never think to use my cell phone camera. Obviously.
Pre Race Friday
Up bright and early. Donna slept in the Aerobed on the living room floor. She woke up with a couple of Hotwheels cars, Elmo (the Muppet), and a Transformer toy. I guess my grandson didn't want her to get lonely. The male cat, Lumpy, was intrigued and woke her up just before her alarm went off. I guess he figured she could get his breakfast...
We made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare. No major issues, but I was the lucky recipient of a random search. I found it odd that they swabbed my running shoes. No pat down. We hooked up with the Heffers on the plane, then we were off.
Once in San Francisco, my sister and I trekked to our hotel to freshen up a bit, then went to the expo at Union Square. It's at this point that I realized I forgot my camera, but did use my cell phone camera for a few shots. My sister took a picture of my name on the Niketown wall, but has yet to send it to me. I stole this one from AKA Alice:
Donna and I spent enough time at the expo to retrieve my race number and swag, walked around the expo and Niketown a bit then met up with some of the Heffers at the Hyatt for lunch.
AKA Alice and I have the paparazzi pose down, but I'm not sure what Elsie was doing...
Since I didn't have the sense to take a lot of cell phone pics, there's a lot of gaps that I can't remember clearly, perhaps a little alcohol was involved, but we did attend a happy hour at the Hotel Palomar where the Heffer's stayed at, and had dinner at John's Grill to celebrate Elsie's landmark birthday. BTW, John's Grill has some pretty good martini's.
I must add that a big part of this weekend was celebrating Elsie's birthday, and the cool thing was that friends and family kept showing up, which was a complete surprise to her.
Pre Race Saturday
My sister and I pretty much did our own thing with some random shopping and did a little sight seeing. We decided to take a cable car up to Fisheman's Warf since the restaurant was in that general direction. After about a half hour wait, we entered a cable car, then went about a block, then the driver stops and announces that there's a protest and he can't move the cable car until it passes. Here's some of what transpired:
"Welcome to San Francisco!"This is only about 15 minutes worth, captured on my cell phone, but we were there for about 45 minutes. We could have jumped off, but it was more interesting to see what was going on.
Once we got going again, we made it up to Fisherman's Warf and I relied on my sister for directions to the restaurant. I discovered that my sister isn't great with directions. We ended up walking about 4 miles to find the restaurant that turned out to be only about a mile and a half from our hotel...
I do much better with rice dishes for my pre race carb load dinner instead of pasta, and we had reservations for Ozumo, for sushi. The restaurant was lovely and looked like the perfect spot for date night. Next time I'll bring Hubs there. I so wanted to have an adult beverage, since they had an awesome drink menu, but adult drinks were out since race day was the next morning. The sushi was wonderful, however, the highlight was dessert, which was dark chocolate fondue:
Race Day Sunday
The morning went rather smoothly, and there were really no glitches until I got outside and realized that it was already warm at the crack of dark. This wasn't the cooler San Francisco weather that I was anticipating. I had on a long sleeved running shirt and leggings. The hotel wasn't too far from Union Square, but I decided that since we were already less than a block away from the starting area that I would change shirts right then and there. At least I thought enough to have a short sleeved shirt in my gear bag. I ducked into a small store front entry and changed. Looking back now, I should have gone back to the hotel and changed into shorts. I was already feeling warm and the race hadn't started yet.
As Donna and I made our way to the race area, we became stuck in a sea of people. There was no direction of where people observing should go and where runners should go. I handed Donna my gear bag just in case we became separated from each other, and we did, and I just sort of found myself in a corral and stayed there. There really weren't corrals, just signs with paces. It probably didn't matter where I started since I really wasn't going for PR. Getting strep throat a couple of weeks before really messed with my training and stamina. It was all about finishing and getting the bling.
While waiting for the race to start I chatted with a couple of ladies who live in San Francisco and have ran this race several times. I really wanted to start the race with someone I knew, as several people from our track club were running, and the Heffers were somewhere near by in the mayhem, but it was OK. This race has a really good vibe about it and everyone seemed pumped up. About 15 minutes after the starting gun went off, I made it to the start.
Everyone kind of winces at the thought of running up and down the hills on this course, but I was OK with the hills. I was ready for those and actually ran (slowly) up and down those hills. Thank goodness for those practice runs on the Torrey Pines hill!
My issue was the lack of stamina to take me running to the end of the race. Not being able to get in that last long run of 11 to 12 miles due to getting sick messed me up. It was also humid and I went through two 20 ounce bottles of electrolyte. For a half marathon I normally need just one 20 ounce bottle and rarely finish it. I was so sweaty. Right before mile 10 my body was telling me I was done. This was also at that point where I saw a friend from the track club, Judy, and I thought we could finish together. Judy was having a really good day, and after about a mile of running with her I just couldn't keep up running. I had to walk. I was exhausted. I walk/ran most of mile 11, and slowly ran mile 12, but it was running, just because I knew I was so close to the finish.
I finished, and turned to a lady right behind me and said "I have to high five somebody!" She humored me and obliged.
After about a week, the official times have been posted, and I clocked in at 2:41:52, a whole three seconds faster than first reported. This is my second slowest race, but I really wasn't racing, I was needing to finish just to get my Tiffany & Co. bling.
Pre Race Thursday
Not at all organized. Not at all packed. The flight out was the next morning. I tried to be organized, but that went by the wayside with a midday doctor's appointments. I also had my sister coming down from Los Angeles to accompany me on the trip. Amazingly, flights were much cheaper out of San Diego going to San Fransisco that out of Los Angeles to San Fransisco. Go figure. I wasn't quite ready for my sister, either, the house wasn't quite up to par for company, but since it was my sister, she really didn't care that I hadn't vacuumed or mopped the kitchen floor yet. Once my sister Donna was safely delivered to San Diego, we went out for dinner and I probably should have stuck with just one drink, but since I didn't have to drive I went for a second. Have you ever tried to pack after two drinks? At least I had all of my race gear pre planned and I purposely wore my running shoes on the flight. Everything else was a mystery as to why I packed it. I was missing a few things, but it's not as if we were going to the middle of nowhere. One major thing to forget was my camera. I did have my cell phone but it's not quite the same as an actual camera. I never think to use my cell phone camera. Obviously.
Pre Race Friday
Up bright and early. Donna slept in the Aerobed on the living room floor. She woke up with a couple of Hotwheels cars, Elmo (the Muppet), and a Transformer toy. I guess my grandson didn't want her to get lonely. The male cat, Lumpy, was intrigued and woke her up just before her alarm went off. I guess he figured she could get his breakfast...
We made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare. No major issues, but I was the lucky recipient of a random search. I found it odd that they swabbed my running shoes. No pat down. We hooked up with the Heffers on the plane, then we were off.
Once in San Francisco, my sister and I trekked to our hotel to freshen up a bit, then went to the expo at Union Square. It's at this point that I realized I forgot my camera, but did use my cell phone camera for a few shots. My sister took a picture of my name on the Niketown wall, but has yet to send it to me. I stole this one from AKA Alice:
This was the billboard over Niketown, adjacent to the expo at Union Square.
Donna and I spent enough time at the expo to retrieve my race number and swag, walked around the expo and Niketown a bit then met up with some of the Heffers at the Hyatt for lunch.
A spectacular view! I've never seen San Francisco so clear... Not bad for a cell phone pic.
Me & Donna
Post lunch photo op... Charlie's Angels? Betty, me, AKA Alice.
Since I didn't have the sense to take a lot of cell phone pics, there's a lot of gaps that I can't remember clearly, perhaps a little alcohol was involved, but we did attend a happy hour at the Hotel Palomar where the Heffer's stayed at, and had dinner at John's Grill to celebrate Elsie's landmark birthday. BTW, John's Grill has some pretty good martini's.
I must add that a big part of this weekend was celebrating Elsie's birthday, and the cool thing was that friends and family kept showing up, which was a complete surprise to her.
Pre Race Saturday
My sister and I pretty much did our own thing with some random shopping and did a little sight seeing. We decided to take a cable car up to Fisheman's Warf since the restaurant was in that general direction. After about a half hour wait, we entered a cable car, then went about a block, then the driver stops and announces that there's a protest and he can't move the cable car until it passes. Here's some of what transpired:
"Welcome to San Francisco!"This is only about 15 minutes worth, captured on my cell phone, but we were there for about 45 minutes. We could have jumped off, but it was more interesting to see what was going on.
Once we got going again, we made it up to Fisherman's Warf and I relied on my sister for directions to the restaurant. I discovered that my sister isn't great with directions. We ended up walking about 4 miles to find the restaurant that turned out to be only about a mile and a half from our hotel...
I do much better with rice dishes for my pre race carb load dinner instead of pasta, and we had reservations for Ozumo, for sushi. The restaurant was lovely and looked like the perfect spot for date night. Next time I'll bring Hubs there. I so wanted to have an adult beverage, since they had an awesome drink menu, but adult drinks were out since race day was the next morning. The sushi was wonderful, however, the highlight was dessert, which was dark chocolate fondue:
So yummy!
Race Day Sunday
The morning went rather smoothly, and there were really no glitches until I got outside and realized that it was already warm at the crack of dark. This wasn't the cooler San Francisco weather that I was anticipating. I had on a long sleeved running shirt and leggings. The hotel wasn't too far from Union Square, but I decided that since we were already less than a block away from the starting area that I would change shirts right then and there. At least I thought enough to have a short sleeved shirt in my gear bag. I ducked into a small store front entry and changed. Looking back now, I should have gone back to the hotel and changed into shorts. I was already feeling warm and the race hadn't started yet.
As Donna and I made our way to the race area, we became stuck in a sea of people. There was no direction of where people observing should go and where runners should go. I handed Donna my gear bag just in case we became separated from each other, and we did, and I just sort of found myself in a corral and stayed there. There really weren't corrals, just signs with paces. It probably didn't matter where I started since I really wasn't going for PR. Getting strep throat a couple of weeks before really messed with my training and stamina. It was all about finishing and getting the bling.
While waiting for the race to start I chatted with a couple of ladies who live in San Francisco and have ran this race several times. I really wanted to start the race with someone I knew, as several people from our track club were running, and the Heffers were somewhere near by in the mayhem, but it was OK. This race has a really good vibe about it and everyone seemed pumped up. About 15 minutes after the starting gun went off, I made it to the start.
Everyone kind of winces at the thought of running up and down the hills on this course, but I was OK with the hills. I was ready for those and actually ran (slowly) up and down those hills. Thank goodness for those practice runs on the Torrey Pines hill!
I think this is somewhere in Golden Gate Park, perhaps around mile 9???
My issue was the lack of stamina to take me running to the end of the race. Not being able to get in that last long run of 11 to 12 miles due to getting sick messed me up. It was also humid and I went through two 20 ounce bottles of electrolyte. For a half marathon I normally need just one 20 ounce bottle and rarely finish it. I was so sweaty. Right before mile 10 my body was telling me I was done. This was also at that point where I saw a friend from the track club, Judy, and I thought we could finish together. Judy was having a really good day, and after about a mile of running with her I just couldn't keep up running. I had to walk. I was exhausted. I walk/ran most of mile 11, and slowly ran mile 12, but it was running, just because I knew I was so close to the finish.
I finished, and turned to a lady right behind me and said "I have to high five somebody!" She humored me and obliged.
So happy to be finished!
After about a week, the official times have been posted, and I clocked in at 2:41:52, a whole three seconds faster than first reported. This is my second slowest race, but I really wasn't racing, I was needing to finish just to get my Tiffany & Co. bling.
NWM on the front, "I RUN TO BE" on the back.
I've been wearing the necklace since the race and have only taken it off to take the photos of it. It was worth the effort.
After the race I finally found some of the Heffers and a few track club friends, but it took me over an hour to find my sister. Cell phone reception was next to nil at the finish line, and I didn't coordinate where to meet up with my sister after the race. We finally found each other then waited in line for the busses to get back towards Union Square, which was actually smooth considering having to shuttle 20,000 people. People were in a good post-race mood. The bus dropped us off right across the street from our hotel, which was so sweet. We weren't that far from Union Square, but I guess they were dropping off people on side streets to avoid a traffic mess.
After a brief rest and a long shower, Donna and I walked towards Market street to grab a quick something to eat. We ended up at Burger King just because it was fast and I was hungry now. I know I could do better than Burger King. We thought about going to Subway for sandwiches, but there were no seats. After running 13.1 miles the burger was pretty good. Then it was mani-pedi time at Nordstroms.
Post Race Monday
Looking down Lombard street
Donna and I stayed an extra day in San Francisco to do some sight seeing (we walked from Union Square to Fisherman's Warf) and we took the BART to visit my brother and his wife who live in nearby Fremont. I'm not sure why I didn't get a picture at my brother's house, but I know my sister did, and I'm waiting on that pic, too. We had a wonderful visit with Karl and Ellen and they made dinner for us. The visit was way too short, but it was wonderful catching up and talking about their eldest daughter's wedding plans.
The BART station on the way back to the hotel.
Post Race Tueaday
Tuesday was all about getting packed and getting home. We made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare and had a last hurrah lunch at an airport bar.
This airport bar had awesome Bloody Marys...
At lunch I asked Donna if she thought she could run a half marathon, and she said that, based on the people she saw finishing, she thinks she could do one. I have a feeling I might be doing a return trip to San Francisco if she decides to complete her first half marathon. She's already running 5ks.
Life is somewhat back to normal and I hope to get back to regular blogging. The weeks before the half marathon were busy, then getting sick really threw me off. I now have the Las Vegas Rock 'n' Roll Half Marathon up next in December, so the training continues.
Song from Friday, September 30, 2011:
In Da Club - 50 Cent
Song from Friday, September 30, 2011:
In Da Club - 50 Cent
PEACE
Friday, September 30, 2011
In Da Club
It's all fun and games until someone gets strep throat.
Boo.
I had plans to bust out some serious mileage with hills this week, but it didn't happen. Last Sunday I felt rather ill to my stomach, but I thought it was something completely unrelated to strep throat. I though it was just bad timing or something I ate. By Wednesday I had a sore throat that burned. I had major plans to bust out 12 mile run on Thursday, but that didn't happen. I went to the doctor instead. Since my doctor had a full schedule, I was seen by another doctor who I had never seen before. I was surprised to be seen by Doctor Tall, Dark and Handsome. Bonus points that he was actually a nice guy. I wondered what kind of workouts Doctor TD&H did while he looked at my throat. He was rather cut. ANY WAY, The doc said it's pretty obvious that I have strep, but he took a throat culture for protocol. I get to take 10 days of antibiotics. I questioned my training for my half marathon, and he just said to take it easy. Just great. I sort of need to get in an 11 or 12 miler before Nike, which is looming in about 2 weeks. I wasn't planning shoot for any PRs while in San Francisco, but I did want to run the entire race and not even think about running up some of those hills. If there is any consolation is that I'm getting this infection over and done with now and I won't have to deal with it while in San Francisco on my big girl's weekend.
RU had their annual fundraiser for MS. There was a silent auction and a drawing for prizes. Hubs won a chemical peel from a dermatologists office, which was given to me It remains to be seen if I'll use that, but at least one of us won something. Last year they also raised money to get the PTs to ride a mechanical bull. This year it was the battle of Bryan and Brian. They had a beauty contest complete with talent segment, sort of a bathing suit part which was actually ballet garb, and a evening gown competition.
Boo.
I had plans to bust out some serious mileage with hills this week, but it didn't happen. Last Sunday I felt rather ill to my stomach, but I thought it was something completely unrelated to strep throat. I though it was just bad timing or something I ate. By Wednesday I had a sore throat that burned. I had major plans to bust out 12 mile run on Thursday, but that didn't happen. I went to the doctor instead. Since my doctor had a full schedule, I was seen by another doctor who I had never seen before. I was surprised to be seen by Doctor Tall, Dark and Handsome. Bonus points that he was actually a nice guy. I wondered what kind of workouts Doctor TD&H did while he looked at my throat. He was rather cut. ANY WAY, The doc said it's pretty obvious that I have strep, but he took a throat culture for protocol. I get to take 10 days of antibiotics. I questioned my training for my half marathon, and he just said to take it easy. Just great. I sort of need to get in an 11 or 12 miler before Nike, which is looming in about 2 weeks. I wasn't planning shoot for any PRs while in San Francisco, but I did want to run the entire race and not even think about running up some of those hills. If there is any consolation is that I'm getting this infection over and done with now and I won't have to deal with it while in San Francisco on my big girl's weekend.
RU had their annual fundraiser for MS. There was a silent auction and a drawing for prizes. Hubs won a chemical peel from a dermatologists office, which was given to me It remains to be seen if I'll use that, but at least one of us won something. Last year they also raised money to get the PTs to ride a mechanical bull. This year it was the battle of Bryan and Brian. They had a beauty contest complete with talent segment, sort of a bathing suit part which was actually ballet garb, and a evening gown competition.
Bryan raising money for charity...
Brian also raising money for charity...
Brian, me, Bryan.
Is it a guy thing or what, when dressing in drag they HAVE to grab their tatas?
Song from Tuesday, September 20, 2011:
Bad Sneakers - Steely Dan - Miss Rachel
Bad Sneakers - Steely Dan - Miss Rachel
PEACE
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