protein powder makes faces you can't make up.

So I had previously talked about the nasty protein water I had and how I thought that eating the powder straight would be more appetizing...well I was wrong. The powder taste like vitamin C chewable pills and rancid Flintstone vitamins ground up together and packaged in a misleading white tub labeled: delicious citrus flavor. I'm calling b.s. on this.

I have just documented my attempts at eating my cup full of powder without water added. I don't think that me telling you about this horrible journey would do as much justice as the pictures themselves...so here you go friends.

running makes me happy...even when I'm blue.

I really do love to run. It clears my head and helps me to tackle issues I have spinning in my head. It's really sad to me when I have something going on in my life that is too big to be solved during a run. I guess that's why I just kept running. So I ran to the end of the road, and when I got there, I thought maybe I'd run to the end of town. And when I got there, I thought maybe I'd just run across Caddo Parish. And I figured since I run this far, maybe I'd just run across the great state of Louisiana. And that's what I did I ran clear across Louisiana. For no particular reason, I just kept on going....okay maybe it wasn't quite that dramatic...but I did run a lot today. Still haven't solved all of life's big problems but I'll keep working on it. Being a big kid sure has its downs.

I did inhale a giant bug and it then flew out my nose. Nasty and humorous all at the same time. I'm sure I looked ridiculous choking on a bug and then laughing and running at the same time....oooh my little inconspicuous victories!

I then came home to my Tahoe dog, love of my life. He loves me even when I'm soaked in sweat and smell like a goat's bum.

seriously hard core.

Well today was another group run day!! But it was different from other mornings for me...group run was moved to Sunday and it was after my birthday fiesta. Let me take a moment to set the stage for my morning run - last night I embarked on a journey with my favorite Texans. Destination: Dinner. Sounded innocent enough. Many hours and many beers later, as I sang Marvin Gaye loudly to my friends, it hit me that I had to run in the upcoming hours. I kindly asked the waiter to bring water, lots and lots of water. And so I sat in a sublimely happy state of beer fuzziness properly hydrated and oh so ready to be super athletic. Or so I thought until my body reacted quite violently to the poison I had filled it with all evening. So I spent my morning up until 4:15am being sick. You can then imagine the excitement I felt when my sister called me at 5am and yelled at me for still being in bed. Being a trouper, I jumped up and threw on some clothes and out the door I went.

It was definitely not the best run I've ever had. Being dehydrated really makes your legs hurt. But being slightly intoxicated makes it bearable... I did lose a contact around the one mile marker and had to run with my left eye closed in an attempt to not be completely dizzy. I am so blind that I actually thought my sister was up ahead of me stopped...but it was a street sign. I was told I looked like Popeye running with one eye closed. Nice huh??

I did finish though...which I am damn proud of. I looked like roadkill but there's really little glamour in athleticism anyway.

Tomorrow I'm starting my P90X videos! I am so excited. Watch out world!!

protein water makes me yack.

Long time no run. I'm ashamed that I've been so busy with living my glamorous existence that I have been too busy to run. But that all changed this morning. This was group run Saturday! The excitement was overwhelming at 4:55am when my phone rang. It was my wake up call...no amount of alarms could get me out of bed that early...and I threw on my clothes and away I went. I listened to a little Ying Yang Twins on my way to the boat launch to get me ready for running! It must have worked because I finished my first 3 miles in record time! To our good fortune, the thugs of Shreveport decided to not steal out icechest full of water (I'm hoping the sign informing them we were running for cancer, don't steal our water...)so we had a baby break and turned back towards the finish. I finished feeling great even though my legs were a little jelloy.


I was informed that protein/carb refueling drink powder was great for muscle repair after a long run. SO I got a big tub of orange flavored powerbar mix! YUMMY huh?? Very very wrong...it is the nastiest chalky mess I have ever consumed. The powder alone is pretty tasty but the addition of water turns it into flavor poison. I was drinking it driving to work and I'm sure passing motorist were wondering a. what I was drinking and b. why I continued drinking it with a wrinkled face look of disgust. As far as its magical powers...I'm not buying it. My legs are sore and I'm tired. Oh and I have a headache. But I'll give it another try since I have it I guess. Overall: good day, good run : )

Team at race...

I had lost my pic but it is found...A few of my teammates before Firecracker!

wow i must like hotdogs....

I'm having posting issues today...I have no idea why there are so many pics repeated...especially of the hotdog. Oh well. I'll fix it later! I have pools and bbqs waiting for me!

Friecracker 5k!!!

Happy 4th of July! Well, we woke up early to run the firecracker 5k race!! I had some water and half a powerbar and was ready to run bright and early. My family met at my house, we picked Katie up at the end of her street, and away we went! I got to see some of our team mates before the race, which was so exciting. I like seeing everyone decked out in our super cool training shirts. It was very hot during the race. Katie kept me moving up all the hills and I love her as my motivation coach. That was my first race since having surgery on my legs. I finished in a great time but I'm super competitive and would have liked to be faster. Katie said I was wearing my Beyonce shoes...gold asics...they're pretty fly and she's just jealous. I ate a popsicle and got a hotdog to go...which I have already polished off for breakfast. I love holidays...

ninjas.

I read a great article in Runners World a while back which described the runners of New York as ninjas - decked in head to toe black and creeping around town before daybreak. It still makes me laugh when I see running ninjas early in the morning. So when I was driving to the gym at 5:30am and a gang of black spandex clad ninjas darted out into traffic then back into the shadows, I had to laugh. Seriously people...no one can see you and you look like you are ready to descend from someones ceiling mission impossible style. Black is not that slimming. Wear something with a little color and avoid getting run over and being thought a ninja. Unless you are actually south highlands ninjas then carry on.

morning runs - ugh.

My dad arrived with his running dog around 6am this morning. I started out our run grumpy because I do not like waking up and he informed me we were running hills. I told him I would not run hills and he said tough, you live in south highlands. But soon, the sun was up and I was waking up and enjoying my run. I got to see the other neighborhood pit bull who looks a lot like my Tahoe (except Tahoe has floppy ears...and he's much more handsome). It felt easier to run when your body is still very much asleep. Dad found 50 cents on the ground...change, not the rapper...sadly because that would have been much more worth stopping for.

I did have two problems with running today. One is that my ipod shuffle hates me. It is full of music but likes to pick my 10 least favorite songs and offers them to me repeatedly. It drives me bonkers! And my other problem is that I have been ravenous today and I'm blaming it 100% on running early. My body was confused and shocked and was angry all day. To appease it I had to buy bluebell icecream. Grooms cake flavor = heaven. I'd rather run 10 miles every day than give up icecream. Sooo worth it.

I ordered the cutest orange running hotshorts / skirt thing and it should be arriving any day now! I'm so ready for some new sassy wear. Because sassy wear is motivation.