The day the walls came tumbling down

My big plan was to work out right after work today. I slept pretty terrible last night and instead wandered the halls like a ghost searching aimlessly for the other side.

I toyed with going first thing this morning and the air suited my mood. It was cloudy and frosty and the perfect kind of morning but I figured my unrest would contribute to a rough run. So I would wait until after work. The weather was supposed to continue and it would be good.

Then this happened.

I was underneath that.

I am totally fine. I was able to back out pretty quick as it was falling so my leg is bruised and after the adrenaline that had me shaking for about twenty minutes passed I realized I think it hit my head and my back hurts. As the day progressed my back hurt a little more but none of it was ~whoa you should SO go be checked out~. It was more…this is going to be a little achy later.

I’m definitely watching it and if it gets worse I’ll go in (That was for my mom).

They were VERY nice at work. Beyond nice. Asked me 427 times if I was okay. Insisted I get checked out. Checked on me multiple times a day. Really great.

The cabinet was ridiculously overfilled and apparently it wasn’t anchored into the wall.

PSA for the day. Use anchors.

Also, I got a papercut.

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Roll your eyes if you must but that sucker HURT.

They pulled out the whole office hutch contraption and replaced it with a floor file cabinet (gotta love churches. Someone is always donating furniture. We have rooms full of options downstairs. Anyone need a piano? We have three extra…). I got to organize the whole top drawer of that! It was pretty divine.

It took me two hours to clean up the mess and most of it I wasn’t cleaning, I was shoving stuff in a different drawer or a box until today. Some of it I did manage to organize and that was the best hour of my day.


Since I was thisclose to running this morning I’m hoping to get it done tomorrow morning. Sean said, “in the snow?”

He’s just a little ray of sunshine now isn’t he? Way to rain on my parade.
Kinda literally.

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This past weekend Sean did a Goruck event.  This was twelve hard hours overnight (it started at 9pm!) and  15 intense miles that include hiking in the dark with headlamps. Only he lost his headlamp so he used the light of the moon and stood between other people and their headlamps. He did an amazing job and I’m ridiculously proud of him. He was keeping me posted through the night with an occasional text to let me know he was okay and I will admit I was so grateful for each one. This is a crazy event. He came home that night  exhausted and spent. The next morning he got up and went back to spend the day bike riding. The guy is a machine.


So we’ll just take yesterday’s #myworkoutis and we’ll swap it over to today.

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Run on…

9/11 Stair Climb Memorial Run Red Rocks review

9/11 Stair Climb at Red Rocks  was yesterday and Michelle  and I  headed out there with zero motivation.
At least I’m honest.

We got there early and had no idea where to go. None. We were clearly at the finish but we needed to be at the start and we needed to do a packet pick up. We wandered for a bit and found ourselves lost in a crowd and marveling at the disorganization.
There was no “packet pickup” there was ~get your t shirt and your badge. Instead of a bib you get a badge that gives you a picture and name of a person you’re climbing for who lost their life in 9/11.
I climbed for John F. Ginley                Michelle climbed for Thomas Richard Kelly
Lieutenant, Engine 40                          Firefighter, Ladder 105

Here’s how Michelle and I prepared for this day.
Did either of us even read the website?
In our defense we usually get emails with events so with no email we were left floundering.
Okay, we could have read the website. I totally own that.
They started the ceremony by raising the flag…

September 11th at 8:46 am we have participants gather together at the starting point (8:46 EST the first plane hit the north tower). We give a brief speech about the event and the route. We thank all for their attendance and we observe a moment of silence. At 9:02 am (9:02 EST south tower hit by second plane) we have the Colorado Emerald Society Pipes and Drum Band play Amazing Grace and the climb begins.

This is the largest stair climbing memorial event held. There were over 2000 people there, firefighters from 16 states represented.It was pretty impressive. They continued to mention the “sea of blue” which was a little painful because I didn’t wear my t shirt. But I was there so I’m hanging on to that.

Turns out, if we had read the website we would have learned what parking lot to meet in, what time it started and all the details involved with packet pickup.

I would do it again now that I know what it entails. Michelle…not so much. But it was definitely labor intensive with all the people. At the beginning during the ceremony one of the firefighters had brought a puppy with him and every time people clapped (it was a lot…people clapped a lot) the puppy barked a lot. He worked hard to quiet him but to no avail. Eventually people started to get quieter and quieter around the puppy but he kept barking…it’s tough to quiet 2000 people. This was a little rough. Michelle was definitely strained with the puppy part. But hey…that little girl (Millie) did all nine rounds of the stairs. She was amazing.

Firefighters and families alike climbed the stairs. There were so many people there was no running this, it was very slow. But we did the nine circuits and Michelle and I did two extra circuits because we were lost.
This event costs $35 and then they ask, if you can, to raise any extra fundraising for the FDNY Counseling Services Unit and the NFFF.

The event could definitely use some fine tuning but overall I really felt like it did  what it set out to do and it was definitely emotional and the workout wasn’t important, the climb was. The memories were. That’s what mattered. So yes, I’d do it again.
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My September is crazy busy. I’d like to say it’s just normal but it’s already the 12th. THE 12TH. The month is half gone. I have a TON to do. So tomorrow mandatory errands and hopefully I get the rest of my stuff done this week because I think it might be at the core of my not sleeping.
And let’s face it…,my workout has to come first or I’ll slowly lose my mind.
Today I want a shake out run from the stairs..
Ten or fifteen minutes of yoga
and I’m adding a daily prayer time to my daily workout. Just to see if it helps me remember to take care of this stuff.
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Run on…

How do you sign up for a race? Do you go looking or do you wait for it to come to you?

  • I’m playing with my blog…you may have noticed. Since I have a list of approximately 37 things to get done I think it’s the equivalent of cleaning out my closet instead of preparing my house for company. It’s not quite avoidance it’s just one thing led to another and at 3am when I couldn’t sleep I started messing with things and there you have it. I don’t know how I’ll leave it so if you show up tomorrow it could be another surprise! It’s like a new dress every day. Sometimes it’s a good thing and sometimes it’s not. I’ll try and get the work done quickly and thank you for your patience!
  • Malachi and I went for a lovely walk tonight. We went a different direction which completely freaks him out. He does not like change. He pulls on the leash and lean towards the regular trail to the park where he has taken a walk nearly every day for the last twelve years. You’d think he’d be bored. The new direction provides him with 472 places to stop and sniff. It took us a while to get home.
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  • I’m in a baking kind of mood but I’m not in an eating kind of mood so I’m going to try some glutened stuff. I have a friend that is loaning me her glutened food processor because I just cannot go buy another item that I’ll use once a year if I’m lucky. Plus who knows how good this will be. I’ll give it a shot and if it’s good maybe I’ll make it again, if not..well…I tried. I’m an average cook. No awards here. FYI: there is no flour involved and I’m wearing gloves. All precautions will be taken…
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  • My friend is going to Peru in like…7 days but she’s waiting on her all important visa and passport to come back from the consulate. Can you guess where the consulate is? Yep…Houston. They’ve given her updates. It’s closed until Tuesday the 4th…then they believe it’s ready to go and they’ll overnight it. Meanwhile, neither of us is sleeping because she’ll lose her trip and I worry for her. Now, grand scheme~ is this more important the the people who have lost their lives and their homes? Absolutely not. And if it doesn’t come through for her she’s decided she wasn’t meant to go right now and thank the Lord for insurance.  But it hasbeen a year of planning so there will be a certain level of disappointment for sure.
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  •  Devon Yanko, female champion of the Leadville Trail 100 Run wrote her story and it’s such a pleasure to read. I love to read about people that are running for the sheer joy of it.  Those of us that live here feel a particular bond to this race and after Sean and I “ran” ~I use that word loosely~ the Leadville Heavy Half we are in awe of everyone that runs it. It’s an incredible show of personal strength and courage just to run the race but to win it with joy and grace is the icing. It’s a great read. Leadville 100 Mile
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  • I get a billion emails ~no, I’m not exaggerating, why would you think I’m exaggerating?~ every day about this race company or that race company and they’re all offering a race coming up I should totally sign up for. Every time I go to delete it and instead I think…hm. Just in case I fall in love with one of these races I better not. I better keep getting these race notifications. FYI I have never once not one time never have I ever signed up for a race that came through via my email…anyone else?  How do you sign up for races? Facebook? Email? Friend? Do you go looking?
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  • I’m running this weekend but I’m also grabbing some incline work. I need to get my stairs in at least once…maybe a couple times before the 9/11 stair climb that Michelle totally suckered me into. Geez I will sign up for anything. We’ve nearly done the whole thing once before just to see what it was going to be about and neither of us felt like we were going to die but still I’d like to be slightly more prepared. Maybe we’ll go to the Shrine of Cabrini…we get our stairs in and some meditation and spirituality, too. I could use some silence right now.
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    Okay this is just funny but it’s not motivating so just laugh at it and move on past!
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This day.

Memorial Day. Too many thoughts. People we’ve lost. Experiences we’ve had. This is always an emotionally charged weekend we try to fill with with races and barbecues and friends and family. It reminds us there is joy with the pain.

We don’t forget though. We really don’t forget.

Sunday I went for a run telling myself I will eventually have my fitness back and I really believe that.

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Okay, depending on the time of day, I really believe that.

The first half of my run I really believed it. The run was incredible, the air was beautiful and I felt amazing. The second half of my run was pretty rough and there may or may not have been tears.

Yesterday we did the Bolder Boulder which we do every year and this year we were determined not to because I was pretty unprepared to run six miles and we had put off registering so long that now the cost was the price of a small car. Admittedly it’s a Kia but whatever. But we pulled the trigger because we’ve done it so many years we can’t imagine not doing it. Also, what else would we do on this day? We figured we’d run as much as we could and we’d walk as much as we could. Sean bikes a LOT but not so much running so there would be a lot of walking. This year would be a rough BB.

It’s fair to note that I haven’t slept well all week so I have been tracking on little to no sleep and that didn’t help and then waking up yesterday I thought I’d totally be okay only to have my stomach say…

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It pretty much stayed that grumpy all day but especially unhappy during the six miles so we were VERY careful during the run. Sean was pretty great to stop and walk whenever I needed to. I walked every hill (there’s a lot of hills in the BB) because you have to work harder on the hills and my stomach didn’t need that effort thankyouverymuch. So we just babied it. This strategy seemed to work.
I’ve never had a problem with Celiac and running really. This was a learning curve I could do without.


Alex was supposed to come over for a barbecue, he had invited about 8 million friends and Sean thought…well hey…we have a lot of people coming over I’ll just invite a few more. So he invited a friend and his family, too. We ran straight from the BB to the grocery store, he went one way and I went the other and $200 later (we picked up a few other things but yeah…that’s a lot of people and don’t forget the cupcakes)…we had a lot of food. Standing in the checkout I get a call from Alex that they aren’t coming.

So…what do you do when you have $200 worth of food and no one is coming? You count your blessings that your grocery shopping is done for the week and you put stuff in the freezer for the next barbecue because probably 25% of it I can’t eat. #gluten

We did have the one family come over and they were lovely…I was able to pawn off one package of cupcakes on them. God only knows what I’ll do with the other.
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You know that whole…I think I’ll go hike the PCT and get away from the world thing?

I’ve been in hibernation mode for a while. You know how you get to that point where you just want hide in your house? I’ve been there for awhile. I’m liking it. It’s a good place to be for me. I might name it.

I’m totally there. That’s where my head is. That’s what I want to be doing. I don’t want to talk to people. I just want to be in my own head. And no, I’m not depressed…just don’t feel like talking to the world.

And pretty over the world sharing all of their thoughts with me.

Today I am walking with a friend and I am doing a HIIT. I think I have yoga on the schedule but I feel the need to raise my heart rate and sweat it out.

I may even head down to the incline and do that. I could use the stretch.

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It’s that time of year again…

We’re registering for the Bolder Boulder. 

I’ll be honest, it’s the first year I’ve hesitated. Last year I didn’t love it as much. They’ve corporatized it too  much (it’s a word).

In April..they are running the Cherry Creek Sneak and I’ve never run it. I may think about that little race. Little being the operative word…

It’s April 23rd, it’s expensive ($40 for the 5k, $50 for the 5 mile and $65 for the 10 mile) and really big. It’s a huge race. I just am not sure I’m up to it. But I feel the need to get on the road and run.

I suppose I could search for a different race that is smaller and more of a pull…maybe more trail oriented but not.

Most 5k’s are in Wash Park or City Park and those are my least favorite.

I don’t know…I typed that last night and I’m already over it.

Michelle is thinking maybe she wants an ultra this year.

She knows I’ve always wanted to do an ultra so this is a big tease. SO mean.

Also, my son is getting married in October. Like…two weeks after the scheduled ultra and everyone knows you gain weight when you train for marathons and ultras so there’s THAT. But the joy is how awesome is it to not care and just run my ass off. Oh yeah…I just ran 30+ miles. Thanks… 😉

Yeah, I’d rather do that. Pretty sure.

Hey, Michelle, we get to walk a LITTLE, right? 😉

Damn…it’s crazy far.

The other downside, and it’s a big one for me, is that ultras tend to be trail runs and I’m a city girl through and through. So that’s part of the challenge. Running 30 miles on a trail. The upside is having someone to run it with. Having a partner would be so much less painful.

Note, I did not say easier.

I think we’re going to do some research on this and we’ll keep you updated. I’d like to point out I’m still not cleared to run, I haven’t run ANY kind of distance in months and months and MONTHS because…giant fibroid eating me from the inside out and cutting off my blood supply. I’m totally and completely freaked out about the possibility of not being able to ever run again even though I know that’s not even realistic. It’s just…out there in my peripheral.

If we attempt this giant feat there needs to be some serious yoga cross training to take care of my leg. My poor little right leg is definitely feeling some IT band issues. I don’t want to get half way there and have to stop.

I just messaged her and told her I’m in.

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We’ll see. Probably next week I’ll break my leg since I publicly announced something.

Anybody out there have some great little races they want to share with me???


Power outages freak me out and makes me think of end times. I would not do well without power. I know that’s random but the other night all the neighbors houses were so completely black we were pretty sure they had a power outage. It was totally freaky.

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I had a doctor appointment yesterday (my Celiac doctor) and you know, I love her. She was the person who initially said, “we can’t figure this out and since you no longer have a primary physician let’s run a blood panel and see if that’ll give us an idea” and it did. It started the direction that led to surgery and me feeling SO much better so yay her! Unfortunately her nurse accidentally ran the wrong blood tests this time so it was a fruitless appointment. Thank the Lord for insurance? Hm. Not sure how that works. As we talked she said…wow…I’ve been seeing you for so long it’s been quite a journey!  She’s not kidding.

Yes…it has. I started seeing her like…six years ago maybe? For Hypothyroidism that couldn’t get regulated. I am quite the story. She told me again today…I am not normal. I’m not sick…just not normal. None of my tests ever come up normal. I’m a medical mystery.
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It’s been too windy to do anything so today I am finally getting out of the house. I’m supposed to spend the day with Andrea but she’s been suspiciously silent so I may not be. I also get to have dinner with my friend Solongo (she’s not on social media…gasp) and I haven’t seen her in forEVER. I’m excited. Okay, she’s on Instagram but barely. She posts once every month or so.

But she’s my FAVORITE…I’ll keep you posted. We’re going to 730 South and it’s delicious.


"You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream." - C.S. Lewis:

Run on…

A little vagueblogging today. And other totally cool stuff.

  • I got an email telling me Destination Races was looking for ambassadors for their races! I should apply! It’s an exciting time! I politely read the email and then thought…hmm…What do you guys think? A totally dry Celiac is the perfect ambassador for that “will take you through some of the world’s most beautiful wine country”. Yeah… I didn’t think so either. Delete. They sure were excited though.
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  • I went to visit a friend today and found out that she voted for Trump. Another friend voted for Trump. So crazy. It was against virtually everything she believed in and she came thisclose to not voting at all. But she chose to vote for him and it all came down to the Supreme Court. She is strong pro-life and her words to me were “bottom line, he’ll hopefully be out in four years but the Supreme court is there forever”. Oh but that were true. The repercussions of electing Donald Trump to the White House will cause damage for too many years ahead of us.  If we’re lucky it’s damage we can recover from but only if we fight like hell for as loud and long as possible until we get someone in there to start the road back up again. If we’re lucky and we don’t get complacent.
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  • I got my hair cut today (this has nothing to do with who voted for Trump. Shut up it totally doesn’t. What are you a DETECTIVE? movingonnothingtoseehere). And on the way home I was once again caught in Colorado’s snowstorm. Celiac’s tend to have an irregular heartbeat and a racing heart. I get this fairly often…once a week at least. so here I am for at least the third time driving in a freaking blizzard, slick as ice roads, snow white conditions, people pulling over because it feels safer than driving and I’m thinking what the hell? This keeps happening! However! On the bright side…I’ve learned that my heart is in very fine condition. It has to be.
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  • I struggled with my computer all day working on a superimportant project that I think I’ll tell you guys about very very soon because vagueblogging is SUPER fun (not) and NO ONE likes it (especially me) and but it’s taking a ridiculous amount of my time because I’m not always computer literate when I need to be. So.wrong. Nothing makes me feel less competent than working on this project. And the whole point of the project was to feel empowered and competent! ha. The irony.
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  • I got five miles on the treadmill tonight. It was late but I seriously had to move. I did three running and two walking just to give my leg a break. And guess what? The iPad is a treadmill savior. It’s awesome. Oh my gosh. I love my Nook on the treadmill but the iPad is pretty awesome.

    Run on…

Halloween is RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER and I need help!


Shaughnessy, Adam and Eliot are having a Halloween/birthday party for Shaughnessy’s birthday. It’s a costume party. What should Sean and I go as? It may be only my second costume EVER. So many costume choices out there. NOTHING SCARY.
WARNING: Just a tiny little political rant ahead… but I have politely noted it so you can skip it completely.
I just watched an interview  with an actual slightly off kilter (I’m being polite) woman who is vehemently voting for Donald Trump even after his remarks last week. Why am I bringing this up?

Because she is…and I quote… “I am a STRONG Pro life Christian woman and I would never talk like that. I don’t smoke. I don’t drink. I don’t do drugs. I been married to the same man for 32 years. I have four children that whom I love and adore….”

Here’s the difference between her and I. I’m pro choice because it’s no one’s business what I do with my body or any one else’s. And that goes for men, too. Do I personally want to make that choice? Nope. But if I need to for some emergency terrible awful horrible reason I sure as hell want the option.

Virtually no other difference! I’m a Christian woman who doesn’t smoke, drink, do drugs and I’ve been married to the same man for 30 years. I have three children who I love and adore. Good Lord I need a vice because if I am even remotely like this chick I am FREAKED OUT> Chick. stop talking now. You’re giving normal everyday ~God loving saved by Grace~Christians a bad name.
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I can’t imagine anyone who loves a woman voting for this man. At this point even talking about it bears the question how can you hear the tape and think, “Oh he’d TOTALLY make a good President”.

Yep. Totally.

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No big deal. Just one more thing to add to the tally of insane things. Sure.

Also, Jerry Falwell Jr. should be ashamed. Seriously.
I am off to run and Hammer and Chisel and something entertaining. I don’t know what. And run errands because I ALWAYS run errands. ALWAYS.  I live to run errands.

I was invited to do a race in the next few weeks and I am woefully unprepared for it. We’ll see. It would be fun. I miss racing. But I also don’t want to break anyone’s racing spirit. Especially my own!! LOL.

I’ll keep you posted on that.
Slow down and enjoy yourself a little more. Don't be so serious. Life is not a race. -Christiane Lemieux Quote #quote #quotes:


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People be crazy.

Sean and I are tearing apart the bathroom upstairs. Our downstairs bathroom will require about $15,000 so I opted for the upstairs which I’m hoping to do for about $800. Because I’m cheap. And a feisty little bargain hunter, that I am.

I do try to allow for the additional 20% any construction will undoubtedly cost you because…life.

Of course, Sean LOVES it when I take on a project like this so he jumped in with both feet. I’ve reassured him he doesn’t have to do any of it and he completely believes me. Anything I want his help on, I’m willing to do. Though I have to allow extra time, extra ick factor and extra computer searching to figure out how the hell to do it. But I’ll do it. It just may be a lot harder. I don’t think he really believes me.

He took out the toilet and the sink yesterday so I could work on the walls and ended up tearing up the floor. But under the floor…was more floor. And under that floor…was more floor. So now Sean is trying to get to the bottom of the whole thing.

Shut up, you know that was good.

This is the current state of my bathroom floor.
Thank the Lord it’s the world’s smallest bathroom because…yuck.

I know you wish you were here to help but no thank you. We really just want to do it all by ourselves. We’re having the best time.

I bought paint and if I ever can find enough of a floor to not be completely grossed out, I’ll use it on the walls maybe.

When MT was home he did the unforgivable.

As a matter of fact, I was pretty surprised it happened.

He put his ~please donate this stuff~ box…ON my treadmill.

My treadmill (though seldom used but always loved) is NEVER to be used as a table, a storage place or a closet. EVER. Do not hang things on it. Do not put boxes on it. Do not.

This makes it sad. It isn’t fulfilling its destiny.

So when it’s dark and I haven’t run I go to my treadmill and I get really..really…really…


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So I sadly turn around and go back upstairs. It’s just too much work to move the boxes.

In reality…it’s only two boxes. But did I mention …

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Note to self: move those boxes in the morning.


I use a computer program called “mighty text”. It let’s me text from my computer. It’s a fabulous little tool and I love being able to type my responses to people though I’m sure they wish I wasn’t so prolific. Mighty Text just sent me a message “you sent 324 texts messages last month. You’re a power user!”. Hm. As opposed to a power player. Hm. Too many jokes. Not sure where to go here. I’ll just leave it at that. But now you know what I do with my time.


This wedding shoot is amazing and Sean and I have been on this volcano…years ago when I ran my very first marathon we took a side trip. It was an incredible experience.


Yesterday I went to Petsmart and on my happy little jaunt out of the store I apparently walked too slow (pretty unlikely, I’m a quick stepper, you know) I crossed in front of a woman careening around the corner in the midst of a pet food emergency. She rolled the window down on her 1982 Toyota Tercel (pure speculation but I wouldn’t be surprised) with three different door colors all mostly burgandy and screamed hysterically at me like her life depended on it (or mine) “COULD YOU WALK ANY SLOWER???”
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Well, I was a little taken aback. And I was so cheerful just a moment ago. So when she screeched to a halt and jumped out of the car walking (nearly running) past me I said, “there’s no rule, I don’t think. I mean, I get to walk”.

She yelled at me again. Quite nastily I might add. So I cheerfully told her I hope her day gets better. 

She hysterically and angrily turned and screamed again at me, “I HOPE YOU DROP DEAD!”.
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That was IT> I had pretty much HAD it at that point and I needed to let her have a PIECE OF MY MIND.
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I told her I thought she was VERY MEAN.

She’s still upset about that. I could tell as she continued to scream obscenities to me on her way into the store. I believe she needs medication and therapy. But randomly this has provided me untold entertainment for the last two days. I don’t get out much.

G and I got our 6 miles in this morning and it was beautiful and cool and amazing and I loved it. It’s dark when we run but the park has amazing fog that creeps in and covers the park and it’s so creepy and beautiful and I feel like I’m running in San Francisco. It’s so lovely. #dreams

She has a race on Sunday and providing all the planets are aligned I am going to run it with her. Her running partner bailed on her. It’s not my favorite race but I always love running so that’s a good time, right? I’ll keep ya posted.


Tomorrow I’ll tell you all about Max. I know you’re excited.

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I can’t imagine life without my GPS. I’m lost WITH it.

When Michelle and I messaged each other to meet she said, “Want to just meet at Bluff Lake in Stapleton?”

It sounded so…normal. Like it’s the regular place we meet.  We usually meet in Stapleton so I didn’t bother to look it up, I just waited until I was leaving and then I Google mapped it. Unfortunately Google brought up Bluff Lake TRAIL which is a lovely place but it goes around the entire nature center. So…yeah. I ended up taking this really strange back road direction and ended up driving past the trail, Google was telling me I was there (technically I was…I could see it over the fence) and I had no idea where Michelle was because this place did not look familiar.

So I called her. She said…”are you at the nature center?”.

Well, no. But now I’ll Google that. I got there a mere six minutes later and I said “um. We’ve never been here before”. She cheerfully agreed on that without realizing this is IMPORTANT INFORMATION.  No wonder I was lost. I mean, sure, I was lost because I’m ME but also because I kept looking for something that looked familiar!
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We walked our little hearts out at the nature area. It had miles of trails and some of them were even completed and in the park. We, naturally, took the road less traveled and it totally made all the difference. We didn’t know where the hell we were.  It was perfect until the 20 mph winds started, and the rain threatened…but hey…we were ready to go get lunch anyway.

At this point Michelle delicately says, “do you…I mean…can you…?”

I laughed and said…”oh I have no clue how to get there. Nope. No idea.”
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I followed her.

Then we lunched for two hours on sweet potato fries and Chipotle mayo. That’s just happiness right there.

She would not allow a photo and inquired about a leftover from the NYCM. Um…sure. It’s only two years old? Three? I’ve lost track.


This is the photo I could find. She made fun of my hat the whole time. Whatever it was awesome and I was running the New York City Marathon. That’s an experience I was making the most of. And she’s one to talk…the running outfits she puts together? Sheesh. And she wears the RACE DAY shirt ON race day.

I don’t even know why she’s my friend.
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So I put in six with G yesterday morning, probably two or three with Michelle and I walked the dog  in the evening.

I ended the day with 24,675 steps. Can’t beat that with a stick.


I met G again this morning (it’s SO gorgeous out at 5am. I cannot tell you) and unfortunately we had to cut our run short at 2.8 miles so now I’ll probably try and run later. I don’t have time right now,  I have another doctor appt. I KNOW> There is a lot going on right now. I’m super crazy.

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I am going to meet my friend Norma in the afternoon and snuggle her little bundle of sweetness (Margaux the baby mermaid) for a while and maybe work on getting in some more awesome steps.  I don’t think I can possible top 24,675 (oh yeah, I’m definitely going for 25,000 before bed. No brainer). But dang would that be tempting. I think I mentioned before that my friend, Ria at Motivational Mom is crazy with her steps. That is a normal amount for her. And I thought I was busy.

I hopped over to her FB page and she had posted this awesome commercial by Nike.

I just don’t think you’re ever too old. 

On with my challenge. Do something every day that’s a little bit of adventure. Tomorrow will not really be much fun. But after, I plan on fulfulling my evil plan to steal that tiny little darling and bring her home….I refuse to share. She must be mine.

Sigh. I bet they won’t give her up. So rude…


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Run on…adventure away…

Budgeting, traveling, being too busy. Being a grown up.

  • I budget my life according to how close each payday is or when I need what. But sometimes life gets in the way and this time I just stalled. It happens (we get paid on stupid days. I may never adjust). So when I just got a call from the energy company that my bill was far overdue I panicked completely freaked and said I would TOTALLY pay it over the phone. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? Then I looked at my spreadsheet. And my bill pay in my banking. And…it’s only three days overdue. What the hell XCEL? And newsflash…I paid it yesterday.
    If they cut my power because it’s five days overdue I’m out of luck.  I did triple check that I wasn’t three months late and it wasn’t a past due amount from like…June or something. I mean…how crazy is that? #imnotpoorimjustbusy #waytooverreactxcel
  • Every morning I spend my time catching up the Olympics. I have to say I have complete mixed feelings for Michael Phelps. I’m in awe that he’s so amazing and strong and yet I think it’s a testament that we don’t give up on people just because they are getting older. I mean, he’s only 31 but people are like…it’s his fifth Olympics…he’s 31…can he do it…you get the idea. But he’s so freakin’ arrogant. He’s just never been my favorite. I want him to be a LITTLE in our face but not quite SO in your face. Feel free to tell me I make no sense. On a side note: I feel bad for the people of Brazil. I don’t feel like they had any business having the Olympics in Brazil with Brazil being so completely unprepared financially or politically. #Olympics #timesuck #USArocks #gymnastics
  • MT wanted to do something the other night so we went to a movie downtown at ten o’clock at night. He fell asleep in the middle of it. And we’re old. Just sayin’.
  • Last night I made This Recipe.  I was the only one to eat it because I swapped out the onions (duh) and put in jalapenos and then found out Sean’s stomach had been mad at him all day so he couldn’t tick it off again. MT decided after looking at it that…no. All that big talk about eating things now was over. He just wants to eat what he wants to eat. So rude. I was HAPPY to eat it as it was amazing.
    Ground Turkey Sweet Potato Skillet - a delicious gluten free skillet dish
    photo credit: Primavera Kitchen  because mine wasn’t that pretty.

    You should so try more recipes because she seems very talented, especially in the gluten free department.  I liked her Facebook page even though it’s bad for my self esteem. Her name is Olivia (only one of my favorite names EVER), she’s Brazilian (I die) and her husband is French Canadian. I think these people aren’t real. This is a movie, right? In my next life I’ll be a gorgeous Brazilian woman who speaks multiple languages. I’ve called ahead and ordered it. Yes, God IS laughing, what?

  • It’s been 187* here every single day for like…a week. I’m ready for this to be over. Anyone else??  Today, the high is 87*. So that’s better. I hope to run tonight. And not die. #lifegoals
  • In case anyone is keeping track…I’m sleeping. A lot. Like…a lot. Two days in a row I’ve slept until at least 8am. Not sure what that’s about but probably cycling back around. Pretty excited about it. Yawning now as a matter of fact. And who could blame me. I’ve been up for two hours. I must be exhausted.
  • I have been applying for jobs and can I just say, this is a soul sucking little experience. It’s rather awful. As I apply I realize how completely unqualified I am to even sweep the floors at these places. Ridiculous. Also, they ALL want my social security number. I don’t want to give it to them!  I realize I’m supposed to but…if you apply for 247 jobs that’s at LEAST 247 more people walkin’ around with that number that don’t need it. This…is upsetting to say the least. I do not enjoy it. Even the thought disturbs me and I’m already quite disturbed. Thoughts? Quit stressing? Give it up? Move on if you want the damn job? Move to the mountains of MT?
  • MT and I are off to adventure today and also have lunch with Miss Norma and the Princess Margaux. I plan on running later even if it’s POURING RAIN! Please let it be pouring rain.

    Fun side note:

    Miss Kat’s Instagram photo is in the running to win on the Rocky Mountain Half Marathon page on Facebook.
     photo credit…Katrina. She’s awesome.
    You should go like it…because it’s awesome. Bear Lake. SO GORGEOUS>

    Run on…