-S
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sorry I've been MIA. I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed and this just became last priority really fast. Just an update: I've been running pretty regularly (4 days a week), but not far. Because it's either been ridiculously cold outside or raining, I've been on the treadmill, which doesn't even compare. I find it increasingly difficult to stay on when the big fat red "STOP" button is staring at me. I try covering it up but then it starts yelling at me, tempting me to push it. Anyways, I'm planning on hitting 10 miles this Sunday and I'm scared. I think I might go up to White Rock Lake because I don't think I can stand running a 1/2 mile circle 20 times (nor do I think I can keep count after the first 6!). Anyway, I love you both and can't wait to see you...just 2 1/2 weeks left!!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
"Snow" more wine for Cam
(get it- i'm coming skiing and you got drunk and dropped the bottle on your toe...I laughed) I'm so ready to be in CO. The see Cam and ski!! Cameron, your posts have been pretty dang funny and your apt is looking pretty cute. I lol-ed at work when I saw your big toe... whoops. I'm about to pump out another hour and then I'm outta here! Bye-bye Z-team and Lufkin "stinkin" Texas...until Monday.
Today I looked at another house, but I think its a no-go. I just don't LOVE IT. And I want to LOVE IT.
That's all I got. Except for the fact that neither of you have responded to the fact that I signed up for the 1/2...so what's the status on that. Are you gonna make me run it with Keith?
Today I looked at another house, but I think its a no-go. I just don't LOVE IT. And I want to LOVE IT.
That's all I got. Except for the fact that neither of you have responded to the fact that I signed up for the 1/2...so what's the status on that. Are you gonna make me run it with Keith?
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
That Time Again...
So lent starts today- I think I gained 4 lbs yesterday.
Matt and I are doing it together again, so that means giving up two things: Fast Food and Sweets :( (Just to clarify- Subway and Chipotle(for Matt's sake) are NOT fast food.) That means, I loaded up on sweets from fast food places yesterday. Why else would be it be called Fat Tuesday! :)
After much deliberation, we decided those were the best for us right now (I refused to give up coffee, coke or relationship perks). It's going to be a longggggggg 40 days.
Matt and I are doing it together again, so that means giving up two things: Fast Food and Sweets :( (Just to clarify- Subway and Chipotle(for Matt's sake) are NOT fast food.) That means, I loaded up on sweets from fast food places yesterday. Why else would be it be called Fat Tuesday! :)
After much deliberation, we decided those were the best for us right now (I refused to give up coffee, coke or relationship perks). It's going to be a longggggggg 40 days.
Monday, February 15, 2010
There are actually THREE sisters? WOW
Sorry Rikki- had to give you a hard time. It seems like it's been forever.
As of right now- I'm fighting off a horrible cold and fighting through a rough time. I promise running will be back in it's normal spot after this week- and a trip to a spa. The back is just killing me still. Life is not fun right now, but it looks like there is a light at the end of the tunnel come Friday night.
Since I don't have much to update, I can tell you about my oh so romantic Valentine's day that happened to be the most relaxing day of the weekend (even though I did homework almost all day.) Anyway, Matt and I are drinking at my place. I had a nice riesling, called Polkadot (the bottle is as cute as the name). I decided to grab a cheaper bottle earlier that day just incase I ran out ( I did have a glass of Polkadot the night before) and I wanted to stick with a white. So it comes to the end of the night, and I end up finishing polkadot so I go to open the other bottle. In my not so coherent, but not drunk yet state, I go to cut off the foil on the top and the bottle slips out of my hands, slides into my legs and all I can think about is SAVE THE WINE! (not like it was a wine worth saving) and the fact that I didn't want to clean up glass and liquid on the floor I just mopped early that day. I decide the best way to stop the fall is to put my foot underneath the bottle, which was incredibly painful. It started bruising right away, and I swore to Matt that I broke my toe. I ended up putting an icepack on it for the rest of the night... Good thing is my toe is not broken, only my pride.
Broken Toe (Look at the big toe.... it doesn't show up in the pics that well)
And b/c yall haven't see the house since I went on a decorating spree
(I have ivy with grapes and some wine glasses with a bottle up there if you can't tell)
(Just to let you know, that is a message board on the back wall.)
Okay- I love yall mucho! Cant't wait till SB!
As of right now- I'm fighting off a horrible cold and fighting through a rough time. I promise running will be back in it's normal spot after this week- and a trip to a spa. The back is just killing me still. Life is not fun right now, but it looks like there is a light at the end of the tunnel come Friday night.
Since I don't have much to update, I can tell you about my oh so romantic Valentine's day that happened to be the most relaxing day of the weekend (even though I did homework almost all day.) Anyway, Matt and I are drinking at my place. I had a nice riesling, called Polkadot (the bottle is as cute as the name). I decided to grab a cheaper bottle earlier that day just incase I ran out ( I did have a glass of Polkadot the night before) and I wanted to stick with a white. So it comes to the end of the night, and I end up finishing polkadot so I go to open the other bottle. In my not so coherent, but not drunk yet state, I go to cut off the foil on the top and the bottle slips out of my hands, slides into my legs and all I can think about is SAVE THE WINE! (not like it was a wine worth saving) and the fact that I didn't want to clean up glass and liquid on the floor I just mopped early that day. I decide the best way to stop the fall is to put my foot underneath the bottle, which was incredibly painful. It started bruising right away, and I swore to Matt that I broke my toe. I ended up putting an icepack on it for the rest of the night... Good thing is my toe is not broken, only my pride.
Broken Toe (Look at the big toe.... it doesn't show up in the pics that well)
And b/c yall haven't see the house since I went on a decorating spree
(I have ivy with grapes and some wine glasses with a bottle up there if you can't tell)
(Just to let you know, that is a message board on the back wall.)Okay- I love yall mucho! Cant't wait till SB!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Gonna have a "ball" this weekend!
I know I've been derelict in my blogging - sorry. I'm trying to work (and run) since I'm taking a day off to go to CO next week. Super excited about see you Cam! Sorry it's turned into a three ring goat rope - I don't know what else to say. But we are definitely go for Friday, come hell or high water or I just go by myself. Do you want to come to Frisco? Mr. I-will-take-over-the-trip-that-you -start-Gee said there are a lot of fun places to eat there... just a suggestion.
The posts here lately have really made me laugh out loud. I've read the last three over my morning coffee (before I pump out 6 hours of work) and I couldn't help but "ha ha". What a blessing to have sister like you two!
Today I'm going to run 8 miles with Mr. We-are-just-friends-Gee. Fine, whatever. And then tonight we are going to Lufkin Prom, together, I think. For those of you who don't know what "Lufkin Prom" is I will explain. It's actually Junior League Charity Ball. However, it's an excuse for people who are no longer old enough to go to prom to dress up and spend $250 per couple on what I hope to be a fan-freakin-tastic time. Though I have my reservations about tonight, I honestly do think it will be a "ball" - get it, Charity Ball. I know lame-0, but I couldn't resist.
Not only do I have a full Saturday, but Sunday Mom and Terre are coming into town to look at "my house". I'm hoping it meets Mom's approval. If it does...I'm gonna try to get the ball rolling and make an offer.
As always keep up the good work. Run harder and faster. And much love from Lufkin "stinkin" Texas.
PS - for those of you who read this and think that Lufkin "stinkin" Texas is a derogatory term - it's not. I actually think Lufkin is quite nice. Sometimes a bit inconvenient due to its remote location, but it's growing on me all the same. Think of the epithet as a term of endearment...
The posts here lately have really made me laugh out loud. I've read the last three over my morning coffee (before I pump out 6 hours of work) and I couldn't help but "ha ha". What a blessing to have sister like you two!
Today I'm going to run 8 miles with Mr. We-are-just-friends-Gee. Fine, whatever. And then tonight we are going to Lufkin Prom, together, I think. For those of you who don't know what "Lufkin Prom" is I will explain. It's actually Junior League Charity Ball. However, it's an excuse for people who are no longer old enough to go to prom to dress up and spend $250 per couple on what I hope to be a fan-freakin-tastic time. Though I have my reservations about tonight, I honestly do think it will be a "ball" - get it, Charity Ball. I know lame-0, but I couldn't resist.
Not only do I have a full Saturday, but Sunday Mom and Terre are coming into town to look at "my house". I'm hoping it meets Mom's approval. If it does...I'm gonna try to get the ball rolling and make an offer.
As always keep up the good work. Run harder and faster. And much love from Lufkin "stinkin" Texas.
PS - for those of you who read this and think that Lufkin "stinkin" Texas is a derogatory term - it's not. I actually think Lufkin is quite nice. Sometimes a bit inconvenient due to its remote location, but it's growing on me all the same. Think of the epithet as a term of endearment...
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
It's only Tuesday????
1) I don't run when its below 40 degrees outside... I prefer the treadmill to watch FNC, or the Big Bang Theory (a must now).
2) I plan on running as a group. When mile 6 comes around my self discipline takes a nap-ergo my pain trumps my determination. I need support... by myside.
3) I swear if I have to go through the entire One Tree Hill season collection at my house again, they might go missing.... and whom ever is responsible for such an act may be smart enough to damage them beyond repair.
4) I'm so ready for the weekend. (Even though Matt and I have no clue whats going down Valentines day)
Much love from CO
2) I plan on running as a group. When mile 6 comes around my self discipline takes a nap-ergo my pain trumps my determination. I need support... by myside.
3) I swear if I have to go through the entire One Tree Hill season collection at my house again, they might go missing.... and whom ever is responsible for such an act may be smart enough to damage them beyond repair.
4) I'm so ready for the weekend. (Even though Matt and I have no clue whats going down Valentines day)
Much love from CO
Monday, February 8, 2010
Addendum
Cam, I read this to Erika, but because I find myself so funny I feel the need to share. I facebooked messaged Keith:
Dear Mr. Gee,
I want to like you, I truly do. But the thing is, I've been hearing some terrible, horrible, no good, very bad things. A little birdie told me that you are enjoying this whole "running thing." Buying new shoes, timing runs...unacceptable. I hope you're not planning on making this a habit. I have a fabulous track record of 3 (thats right 3!) failed attempts at sister-half marathons, and you're making my all-time record of 4 very, very challenging. I hope you take this information into serious consideration before carrying on (and not ever tell Erika--she can be kind of scary).
Sincerely,
Miss Keese
I want to like you, I truly do. But the thing is, I've been hearing some terrible, horrible, no good, very bad things. A little birdie told me that you are enjoying this whole "running thing." Buying new shoes, timing runs...unacceptable. I hope you're not planning on making this a habit. I have a fabulous track record of 3 (thats right 3!) failed attempts at sister-half marathons, and you're making my all-time record of 4 very, very challenging. I hope you take this information into serious consideration before carrying on (and not ever tell Erika--she can be kind of scary).
Sincerely,
Miss Keese
All jokes aside, I am really serious about this 1/2 marathon. But I want y'all to know, I cannot run a 9 minute mile. I can barely run a 10 minute mile. I don't expect you to run with me the entire time, but I'm not running 13 stupid miles all by myself. I'm begging you now, please don't leave me in the dust on the 14th.
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