Becoming a runner. Ack!

I have come up with the brilliant idea to try and become a runner. Yes. Me. A runner. Why have I thought to do this? Quite simply, I'm fat and tired of being so. My mind deduces that running is probably one of the quickest ways to get to where I am not fat anymore (along with diet changes, of course), and so, I googled. I searched. I found the 8 week Runner's World guide for non-runners who want to become runners. I went out and bought the Nike+ thingamajigger that has the sensor in the shoe and syncs with your ipod. Hey, if you're going to do it, you might as well get all the fun gadgets to make it worth your while, right! I shamelessly using running and I don't care. It's gonna work. It has to work.

How's it going so far? Well, just fine, thank you for asking. I am ending my first week, and all told, I am still alive. I call that a success!! Here's the theory behind this program....what? Don't you want to know? Of course you do. So sit back, open up those ears, well I guess in this case it would be your peepers, and let me spin you a tale of excitement and adventure.

The first week starts off easy peezy. 1 minute jog/run, 2 minute walk, repeat 10x's. Second week, reverse it, repeat 10x's. Third week it is bumped up to 5 min jog/run, 1 min walk . . . are you seeing the pattern. Oh, alright, I guess this isn't that exciting a tale. I tried.

No, I didn't, but I wanted to . . . no, that's not true either -- ugh, I'm a mess.

My goal, small though it may seem right now, is to run a 10min mile (all the way through, no stopping lazy ass!) ((motivational speech from me to me)) and get this...I actually run "faster" than I thought. Yes, I do. How do I know this? Well, the other day I asked Mark to go with me and he brought along his handy dandy Garmin watch and it calculated our pace...SUPER cool, people!

Have you ever noticed that when you run outside it feels like you run super friggin slow! Well, I have. So it was very exciting to see that I am not running as slow as I thought -- THERE, that is the exciting part of the tale! Ha, I knew something would get exciting!!

Oh! Was it only exciting to me? Aw, hell.....

Anyhoo...so yea, apparently on our jog/run portion we averaged a 9'45 pace --- which, if I can just keep it up for 9 more friggin' minutes, will have me beating my goal of a 10 min mile. The thought, right now, of running for 10 minutes straight has my heart rate accelerating, and all I'm doing it sitting at my table typing up this blog about my running program because I think everyone wants to know EVERYTHING about my life.

Don't burst my bubble.

To sum up. At the end of the 8wks I should, in theory, be running the whole 30 minutes....so that is where I am at people. I will keep you apprised of my progress, never fear. You will be in the know!!

Sometimes life is just hard

You know, I think of myself as a pretty upbeat person....usually. I have my days, but then, don't we all. But generally thinking, I like to think of myself as upbeat and nice. So it's always upsetting to me when I have to get mean. Especially to someone I love and care about. But there are times when there is just no other option, you know!

So, yes. I got mean. I told my older sister just exactly what I thought of the stupid shit she is doing and how badly it is affecting my nephews' lives. I didn't pull any punches. I let her have it. And wouldn't you know it, I have become FAMOUS!!! Yes, famous. She has taken my e-mail, yes, I e-mailed her....I have a tendency, when I am really upset, to lose focus during an actual conversation and I cry..it gets me nowhere. So where were we. Ah, yes. The e-mail. Okay, so I put it all down in an e-mail, hit send, and voila, I have become a published author! She printed the damn thing out, slapped it on my Daddy's desk (she works for him), sent it to her priest and took it with her to show her therapist. She told the secretary at work about it, then showed the e-mail to her. I am pretty darn sure the billing clerk, office manager and salesmen have seen it by this point as well, at the rate she is going. Here's the thing.....

Are you friggin' kidding me!!! Who DOES that! I'm sorry, maybe it is just me, but if someone sent you an e-mail basically ripping you a new one, not saying the nicest of things, would you really want to show it to as many people as you could get your hands on? Not me...for one, if there was truth to it (which there was, of course..why do it if I'm just going to make shit up!), I would be MORTIFIED to show anyone, lest they think the same thing and agree with the e-mail. And if it was just a bunch of crap, why show so many people? Maybe one or two people to be like, "Look at this shit!", that kind of thing, but dear me....to show a PRIEST, I just don't know.

I guess I am kind of flattered though. Obviously I hit a nerve. I sure hope (though it is an empty hope, because I know her too well) that she actually thinks about the things I said and gives credence to its validity. That is the only way she is going to be able to make changes and mend bridges/relations with her son.