Running my way

Two of my own personal struggles in life are comparing myself to others and worrying about what others think about me.  I do it all the time in all aspects of my life.

I don't think that I will eliminate this type of thinking completely but in the last few days I have removed it from one portion of my life.  My running.

Here's a little background:

I think I may have only started running because that is what all my online friends were doing.  I don't really remember what motivated me.  I do know that I hated it.  I hated it, but oddly I kept at it and wanted to be better at it.  All my friends were running 5k's so, dammit, I was going to run 5k's too!

I started the Couch to 5k program, signed up for my first race, got about 6 weeks into the training and quit.  Walked 80% of my first 5k and was ashamed of myself. But I kept signing up for races and I kept running, albeit on a random basis. For 2 years I never ran more than a mile without stopping and I never ran more than 3.2 miles at once. 

In September I ran the Race for the Cure and only walked twice.  That was a record for me.  I also ran that race faster than any other I had done before.  It turned a light bulb on in my head and made me want to run even more.

When I signed up for the Shamrock Run in March of this year, I set my goal to be the 15k but quickly realized I didn't have the time or motivation to train that hard, so I settled for running the 8k.  In my head, that translated to 6.5 miles.  I don't know why I thought it was that long...I am not very bright, I guess.

All of my runner friends run several times a week and they run long distance.   On Twitter I see updates like "XXX just finished a 200 mile run in 86 minutes and felt GREAT." It would make me feel like crap every time.  Why can't I run that far or that fast? Why am I not that amazing?  Why am I only running 3 miles in 45 minutes once a week and calling myself a "Runner"?

That guilt actually got me motivated to run more, so I guess it worked.  I bought all the running gear I could get my hands on -- GPS, compression pants, cold weather gear, warm weather gear, iPod running apps etc. Each time I would go out for a run, I would push it a little further when I felt like walking.  I noticed that if I ran slower, I can go longer without stopping.  The first time I ran for 3 miles nonstop I averaged a 13 minute mile.  I cried big fat proud tears of joy when I got home.  When I bragged about my run, I only said how far I went...not how fast. I didn't want anyone to know that grandma's could walk faster than I run.

Since that run, I have managed to push myself to 5 (almost 6) mile runs outdoors without stopping, and 3 miles on the boring ass treadmill.  I finally love running.  I feel so much better after I pound out some miles.

On my last run I let my brain wander and I thought about 2 people that I really look up to regarding running.  Both of them run long distances on a regular basis.  I automatically assumed that they run them quickly and without stopping. I learned recently that both of these things wasn't true about them.  It really blew my mind.  Why had I wasted so much mental energy berating myself for not being as good as I thought they were? Why was I only getting satisfaction when I did something better or equal to someone else? The act of running brings me so much joy, why do I let others squash that joy by comparing my success to theirs? My running, is MY business and no one else's.  I run for ME. No one can bring me gratification from my runs but ME so therefor I really need to only be concerned about how I feel.  From that moment on, I decided that I needed to reframe my thinking.

When someone jumps on the treadmill next to me, I try not to glance at their feet anymore to see if they are running faster than me.  I try not to make a mental list of who started running before/after me to see who stops first. When I see other runners outside I don't adjust my form or go faster until we cross paths (yes, I still wait until they can't see me if I want to take a walk break...). When I run past the freeway I don't wonder if the people in the cars are looking at me and thinking negative things about how slow I am. Instead I think that maybe that person is wishing they were out running too. When I see a friend ran 10 miles, or ran a 7 minute mile, I refuse let that make me feel like less of a runner. 

I am a runner.  I am amazing.  I can do anything. And I my opinion is the only one that matters!
Now, my friends, I want to leave you with a quote that has really inspired me lately. It resonates with me in a lot of ways, and I hope it does the same for you.
 

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don't need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.

~Thich Nhat Hanh~

Random post about my husband...

So, this is totally random, but I wanted to share how hilariously perfect for me my husband is.

We have been together for 6 years, and married for 5 of them. He is super great.

Anyway, his job is aweful and it stresses him out a lot. He calls me frequently just to talk to me until he can relax. A lot of times I can't come to the phone or I don't have time to just chat.

So for Christmas I got him a cute picture frame that he could put on his desk to remind him of me and help cheer him up.

Due to some shipping errors and delays the frame didn't get to my house until recently.  (If you follow me on Twitter, you may recall some crying and cursing regarding USPS right around Christmas...This was why.)

I had had some pictures printed of us that he could chose from to put in the frame.

Here were the options I gave him that were taken on our 5th anniversary trip to the Oregon Coast (our favorite place)....

Some from my birthday party back in May...

Pictures of us from Disney last year...

 

Instead of those options he picked this one....

...I love that man.

2011 In Review & 2012 Goals (Updated...)

Now that we are a few days into 2012 it is time to wrap up 2011 and start making plans for the next few months.
In January of 2011 I came up with a short list of things I wanted to do during the year.  Lets see how I did...

#1) Maintain a B average (3.0 GPA) - DONE!!  Actually got straight A's and a 4.0 GPA


#2) Maintain my goal weight and weigh in at a Weight Watcher's meeting once a month.  - Semi-done and done. I weighed in every month and got my gold key in December for 12 consecutive weigh-in's.  It just so happened to be on the same day as the launch of the new Points Plus 2012 program so I got a lot of stuff that day!

Regarding my weight...well...I stayed a Lifetime member by not going over my goal weight more than 2 lbs.  Yep, that is ALL I accomplished.  I should be happy about that, but I am not.  I am 10 lbs heavier than I was at this time last year and that sucks.


#3) Shamrock Run in March  - Done


#4) Go to Seattle with friends in February - See #5


#5)  Take my husband to a fancy restaurant for his birthday and wear something tight, short, and sexy in March. - Combined his birthday and the Seattle trip into one big event.

Nothing says "classy" quite like a drunken photo of your reflection in an elevator door!

 #6)  Show my mom around town and party like I am not turning 27 for the 3rd time in May. - Done!

#7)  Starlight Run in June. - Not Done (Did a different race instead)
#8)  Celebrate one year at Lifetime in July. - DONE!! Wore a super short skirt to my meeting!

#9)  Portland to Coast in August. - Done!

#10)  Race for the Cure in September. - Done!

#11)  Something super romantic for my 5 year wedding anniversary in October. - Not done.  We went to the Coast.  It was cold. And raining.

I got a lot done that wasn't on that list too! Went to the Bruno Mars concert and got to meet him. Went to see my girl Britney Spears in concert. Completed a an additional 5k in May (Race for the Roses) and April (Race for the Roses). And signed up for a gym membership.

Overall it was an okay year.  Not the greatest, but not the worst either. If 2012 was a repeat of 2011, that would be okay with me.

But, in an effort to make 2012 better...here are some monthly goals for myself.


2012 Goals:

1)  Get back to my "Happy Weight" and stay there! None of this up and down shit.
2)  Maintain my 4.0 GPA
3) Run the 8k Shamrock Run (not the 15k like I really want, I am just not ready...maybe 2013) - March
4)  Race for the Roses 5k- April (Found out they have a 10k...thinking on this one...)
5) Personal - May
6) Portland to Coast - August - Maybe...I don't have a team this year.  I need to find one
7) Race for the Cure 5k - September
8) Graduate from College - December
9)  Go to Cleveland for Christmas - December
10)  Race for the Cure - September
11) Blog at least once a month
12) Finally convince the folks at Weight Watchers to fly me to New York and make me an official Success Story. (yea,yea, this one is a LONG shot...but a girl can dream, right?)

Added...
13) Attend a Weight Watchers meeting AT LEAST once a month, earning a new Key in December.

Well, that sums it up for now!

Here's to making 2012 a great year!

I Believe!! (Do you?)

Can I run a 15k?

So I have been pondering running a 15k in March.

I know, it sounds crazy.  I have only done 5k's up until this point so why triple that lenght?

Well, the Shamrock Run is is in March of 2012 and they offer 3 lengths: 5k (which I did last year), 8k, and 15k.

I could do an 8k with only moderate effort.  Adding a few miles would be some work, but totally doable.

However, a 15k would be a MAJOR stretch for me and a SUPER challenge.  PLUS, finishers of the 15k get a medal!  (Yea, I want the medal...I am a sucker for shiney things...)

For the last few days I have been staring at an Excel spreadsheet calendar that I created and have been stressing about how to add training to my routine without having to sacrifice fun/school/work/sleep.

I would love some feedback from experience runners on if this is doable (and feedback from non-runners too wouldn't be a terrible thing either). 

Open Letter to Jesse the Personal Trainer

Dear Jesse the Personal Trainer (Hereafter to be known as Asshat),

First let me thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to meet with me for the free personal training session that came with my brand spanking new gym membership.  While I appreciate your effort and understand that it is your job to sell me additional personal training sessions, you crossed the line several times and I would like to take a moment to mock you publicly for it so I can move on.

I understand you are young and trying to make a good impression at your new job, but constantly repeating that you are 25, just recently promoted to Director of Training after only 4 months with the company and that the first thing you did in your new role is fire two people, makes you sound like a total Asshat.  (Hence, why that is your new nickname.)

I also understand that it is your job to sell me additional personal training sessions, however, telling a potential client...

1) She will not achieve her fitness goals with out you
2) She should spend less money on shoes and more money on her physical fitness
3) She is a "skinny fat person"
4) That not only do you have multiple degrees, minored in Psychology, were in the Navy, but you also drew and designed all your tattoos, including the one written completely in Latin
5) You have turned away at least 100 paying customers because you felt they wouldn't be dedicated to your program enough
6) You are the #2 sales person in the entire company and if you really wanted to you could turn on the charm and make me buy 100 sessions with him but you won't because that isn't how you roll

...makes you a total and complete Asshat.

Now, you mentioned several times that you found me very funny, admired my dedication to losing weight and even commented on how obviously stubborn I am. Which means it will come to no surprise to you that I think you are an Asshat and I want to punch you in the face numerous times.  I won't be punching you in the face though, for several reasons.  Mostly because I have never punched anyone and I doubt I can do it with the amount of damage I am hoping for, but also because I have a better form of revenge planned for you.

Because you told me I couldn't do it and because you noticed that I am a stubborn bitch, I will now be making it my goal to prove you fucking wrong.  I will be working me ass of in the gym at least 3 days a week until I am in the exact shape I want to be in.  I will lose the last 12 vanity pounds I am struggling with.  I will run a 10k.  I will tighten up my ass so that it looks even better than it currently does in my expensive 5-inch platform stilettos.  And then, I will saunter over to your desk, politely ask you to retest my body fat percentage with your little gadget thingy.  Once you have recovered from the shock of seeing my results, I will rip the gadget from your hands and beat you over the head with it.  (Okay, maybe not...that would be Assault, which is illegal.)

I am pretty sure you will be fired soon from your job as the company you work for might not like it if you continually talk to your potential clients like you do as well as turn away business.  However, if you could just keep it long enough for me to prove my point, I would be grateful!

Have a wonderful day!

Sincerely,

Rizzle

I'm Struggling...

I have been writing this post in my head for a while now.  I just haven't had the guts to actually write it and announce that I am struggling. (Hence why I haven't posted since April either.)

A lot has happened in the last few months which has led up to my current struggles.

School kept me really busy, but I managed straight A's.  

My birthday was the end of May and I turned....30...ugh.  

I bought myself a fancy running nerd-bag to hold water bottles and my inhaler, and my husband got my a fancy Garmin 305.  I spent a lot of June outside running, but didn't improve my time or distance so I got discouraged and haven't gone on a serious run in weeks.

Needless to say, my eating has been total garbage.  I am out of control.  If I see it, I eat it.  ALL OF IT.  In the beginning of June my weight hit my "Scary Number" so I signed back up for Weight Watchers E-Tools so I can track my eating.  Since then, I have been excellent at tracking Monday thru Thursday.  Then Friday hits....and....all Hell breaks loose.  I am not kidding.  Two weeks ago, I tracked on Monday the damage I did over the weekend and ended up being 67 Points Plus in the whole.  I haven't tracked what I ate this weekend, but let me tell you, it wasn't good.  (Friday night was a BAG of Milano cookies, a JAR of salsa with chips, and HALF of a Family Sized Papa Murphy's D-lite pizza.)

 

The Red line is my "Happy Weight", the Green line is my "In My Dreams" Weight.  My current weight is 0.6lbs over my "Goal" weight.

I am miserable right now.  I don't know what my problem is and I don't know how to fix it.  I used to be the queen of not putting things in my mouth I didn't have the points for.  And now it doesn't even seem o matter to me.  My pants are tight.  I feel gross.  And yet, I can't stop myself.  

I don't know what to do.  

I am scared.

I am struggling.

I need help.

 

#100factsaboutme

I started this on Twitter, but it got annoying and I kept forgetting which number I was on so I quit.  (Yea, typical oif me, quit when it gets hard or annoying.)

So here goes, 100 useless pieces of information about me;

1.  I collect Eiffel Towers. Never been there, and have no plans to go any time soon, I just love the way the tower looks.  Some of my favorites include a cookie cutter, earrings, sink stopper, wine topper, and a sewing box.  I plan on getting an Eiffel tower tattoo one day when I decide on a location and design. 
2. I have a 3rd nipple.  No one ever believes me when I tell them as it doesn't look like a traditional nipple, but it was confirmed by a doctor. 
3.  I am terrified of Jello. I can't be in the same room with it or even watch people eat it.  My fear stems from a dream I had as a kid where I drowned in it.  I am also afraid of drowning due to this as well.
4. I love candles that smell like food, and hate ones that smell like flowers.
5.  I have a terrible sense of direction. I get lost just about every day.
6. I have lived in 6 states:  NH, MA, OH, SC, OR, and WA! Wait...7? Did I live in MD too? Can't remember.
7.  I only knew my husband a month before we got engaged.
8. I put mascara on with my mouth closed. 
9. I cry every time I watch the movie Julie&Julia and I have no idea why.
10. It annoys me when people leave time on the microwave. If you take it out early, hit Clear!!
11. I freak out when people leave cabinet doors or drawers open.  My family loves to tease me about it and they think it is a big joke, but it really really bugs me.
12. When I was a kid I fell ice skating and split open my chin.  I haven't ice skated since.
13. My parents divorced when I was around 5.  I only have one memory of them together. 
14. My first car was a 1996 Dodge Neon and I loved it.  I was obsessed with Neon's as soon as they came out and just had to have one.  It was their awesome advertising that did it. 
15. My freshman year of college I went to Tiffin University in Tiffin, Ohio on a Vocal Jazz scholarship.  I dropped out of school after a year and haven't sung on stage since.
16. I hate the way toothpaste tastes. 
17. As a kid I collected pencils.  I kept them in a Tupperware bin in my closet and refused to sharpen any of them.  I have no clue what happened to that collection. 
18. I have never seen a Star Wars movie from beginning to end.  I have seen bits and pieces of them, but never the whole thing.  I always fall asleep.  (Same goes for The Lord of the Rings)
19. I signed up to audition for a musical in high school, but never showed up.  I have always regretted that.
20. I lie about my age.  I do this for many reasons but mostly because I am terrified of growing old and the inevitability of death.  It hurts my feelings when people announce my real age.
21. I chose to go to Tiffin University not because of the scholarship but because no one else from my high school was going there.  That's how much I disliked the people I went to school with.
22. I have 8 piercings and 3 tattoos.  I am done getting things pierced but would like 2 more tattoos in the near future. 
23. I love bacon.  Love love love bacon.  My favorite is thick cut peppered bacon.  I also love to eat bacon between two slices of wheat toast with crunchy peanut butter.  Yes, peanut butter and bacon sandwiches.  Try it, you will like it, I promise.  If not, I will finish it for you.  So go make one.  Now.  Please. 
24. I cannot burp.  Just physically can't do it.  I make a funny gurgling noise instead.  I can, however, fart like a champ.  No joke, I could win a farting contest.
25. I wanted to grow up to be 6 feet tall.  I am glad I didn't but would like to be little taller than my current 5'5
26. I smoked for over 10 years and only quit because I didn't want anyone I worked with to know I was a smoker. 
27. I enjoy playing golf in theory but not in practice.  I am terrible at it and I get frustrated quickly and end up storming off half way through a game.  However, I am always willing to go play and own my own clubs.
28. I attended church just about every Sunday for 15 years, and yet I haven't been to church in over 5 years. 
29. I spent almost a month in a mental hospital when I was a teenager.
30. I was a Girl Scout for 12 years.  When I was in 4th grade all of the girls in my troop quit and made their own troop because they didn't like my mother (she was our troop leader).  I have never forgiven those girls, and still remember each of their names.  I went without a troop for the next 8 years, earning every merit badge and completing my Silver Award before quitting.  (Silver is the 2nd highest award you can earn.  I quit halfway into my project for my Gold Award.)
31. I quit gymnastics when I was in 8th grade because the cheerleaders at my Jr High started a rumor I had an eating disorder.  I ate constantly but was stick thin due to the amount of physical activity I was doing every day at practice.  The rumors got so bad that I was pulled into the office to talk to someone about it.
32. Not only was my mom my Girl Scout troop leader and my brothers Cub Scout/Boy Scout troop leader, she was also our Bowling coach for several years. 
33. I love the smell of old books.
34. I got alcohol poisoning off of Goldschlager when I was 19 and haven't been able to tolerate the smell or taste of artificial cinnamon since.  I love real cinnamon though.  Especially in coffee or chocolate.
35. I love Disney movies and can recite word for word just about every one made before 1999.  My top 5 in no particular order would be:  The Little Mermaid, Alice in Wonderland, Beauty and the Beast, Toy Story, and Monsters Inc.
36. Red wine gives me a headache.
37. I hate having my face wet.  I save washing my face for last when I shower so I can quickly dry it off.
38. My first concert was Amy Grant.  My second was Savage Garden.
39. I love ketsup.  But only Heinz.  I won't eat generic brand.  (Okay, that's not true, I will eat it, but I will bitch about it while I do it.)
40. I judge my life based on characters in Romantic Comedies.  One day I will figure out that my life isn't a movie.
41. My knockers used to be my favorite thing about my body.  Now they are my least favorite. 
42. I hate the smell of tomato juice and tomato soup.  It sets off my gag reflex.  However, I love tomatoes, ketsup, spaghetti sauce, and Bloody Mary's.
43. I love grocery shopping.  I love making grocery lists.  I love clipping coupons.  I love putting groceries away.  If I could make grocery shopping a career, I would.
44. Until I was in 5th grade I thought that we got the Monday off of school for Memorial Day because of my birthday.  (May 27th)
45. I hate driving.  I am terrible at it and it terrifies me.  However, I love my commute every day.  Being stuck in traffic for upwards of 45 minutes gives me time to myself to sit with my thoughts and unwind.
46. I dream about writing a novel one day.  I don't know what I will write about.  But I know that one day inspiration will hit me.
47. I have never had to have surgery, but I have a list of several surgeries I would like to have.  (Mostly plastic.)
48. I have a semi-rare blood type so I donate blood as often as I can. 
49. I am completely enamored with my wedding ring.  Sometimes I just sit and stare at it.  If I had to do it all over again, I would choose the same exact ring.
50. I check my phone about 100 times a day to see if I missed any messages.  I feel lost if I don't have my phone on me.
51. I don't like the way regular soda tastes.  I switched to diet soda so long ago, that regular is just too sweet for me.
52. My favorite condiments on a burger would either be mushrooms and Swiss cheese, or bacon and guacamole. 
53. I never cried at weddings until I got married.  I didn't think I would cry at my own wedding, but I sobbed through the whole thing. Now I cry when I see a wedding on TV.
54.  When I was a kid my mom forced me to wear slippers in the house and I hated it.  I now wear pink fuzzy slippers all the time.  I love them and my feet miss them when we are apart.
55. I have to remind myself daily to not try so hard for people to like me.  I always forget that I don't like most people I know, and yet I am always trying to impress them.
56. I see the number combination 527 all the time and I think it is lucky when I see a clock turn 5:27.
57. I have a matching tattoo with someone I am no longer friends with.  I hate it but I will never have it removed.  I use it now as a reminder as to how fickle friendships really are. 
58. I want to own ducks and chickens as pets.
59. I don't like any sports and do not own a single sports jersey.  I do love going to baseball games though. 
60. I am a messy eater.  I get food on my shirt every day.  Sometimes I find food in my cleavage without even knowing how it got there.
61. I have never been arrested, but I have a feeling that I will be one day.  Not sure for what yet, I am still deciding.
62. I have never been in a limo. 
63. I miss dark meat chicken nuggets from McDonald's. 
64. The first boy I kissed was my neighbor and it was on accident.  We were in 5rd grade and boyfriend/girlfriend.  He went to kiss me on the cheek, I turned my head, and whoops!  It shocked us both so much that he ran and hid for the rest of the day. 
65. If I ever told my mom who I lost my virginity to she would kill me.  That is, if the story of me losing my virginity didn't kill her first!
66. My favorite flower is lilac.
67. I had a pet mouse named Winter in elementary school.  I wanted her to be in the Guinness Book of World Records for oldest living mouse. 
68. I never thought I had a biological clock or that it would ever start ticking.  But I do, and it has.  And that makes my husband uncomfortable.
69. I consider myself the "black sheep" of my family.  I am confident that most of my relatives don't like me. 
70. I am terrible about getting haircuts.  I always say I need to get one, but rarely ever do.  Like twice a year, at the most.
71. When I was a junior in high school I wore a junior size 9.  At my current age (of 27!!) I wear a junior size 7 (Adult size 6).  Far cry from the size 18 I should have been wearing 3 years ago.
72. I fell in love with my husband on our first date.  He took me to the aquarium.
73. I keep a $1 bill in my glove box for emergencies.  (The emergency being my need for an ice cream cone from McDonald's at random times.)
74. I hate leaving the house without earrings in.  I will leave the house in pajamas with no make up on, and I will put earrings in before I go.
75. I spell the same words wrong constantly.  (Awnser, thier, convienance, sopose,  begining)
76. I remember the day I achieved Lifetime the same way a person in AA remembers how many days sober they have. (July 19th, 2010)
77. In the last 14 months, I have lost 4 people in  my life.  Up until 14 months ago, I had only lost 3.
78. When I first wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is check to see if I can still feel my hip bones.  Seriously.  I do it without even thinking about it. 
79. I have a lot of freckles.  Dark random ones.  I haven't counted them all in a while, but for reference on my left arm I have 53 and my right I have 33.
80. One of my favorite women in history is Josephine Bonaparte.  She was an amazing woman.  For a year, I read nothing but books about her. 
81. I tell people that I can't swim, even though I can.  I lie because I am terrified of water/drowning and it is easier than explaining how many ways a human can die in water.
82. I love Mexican food, and I love it spicy. Mexican/spicy food does not love me. I eat it anyways.
83. I spend roughly 10 hours a week in my car.
84. I hate eggplant. I have tried it a bunch of times and have yet to find any form of eggplant that I like.
85. I served in the Army for 6 months. I broke both my legs in Basic Training and was discharged after they didn't heal properly. I was told I wouldn't be able to run again after that injury, which is why I was against doing any activity for a long time. I have not had one single pain from my Army injury since I started running. (Knock on wood)
86. I can read German pretty well, and can speak it really slowly. People at my work think I am better at German than I really am. I am just a pro at Google Translate. (I work for a German company where we have to deal with correspondence written in German pretty often.)
87. I find pirates very sexy.
88. I love shoes. Especially heels. The higher, and tackier the better. My current shoe collection includes glitter, buckles, rhinestones, bows, and hot pink.
89. I suffer from insomnia. I have one of the odd forms of it though. Once I am asleep, I can stay asleep for days. It is getting to sleep that is the problem. I am usually up until 2 AM on most days.
90. I never check my voicemail.  In fact, my voicemail message states that leaving a message is pointless as I don't check it.  (At least I think it does, I really have no idea.)
91. I never had a nickname as a kid.  My mom calls me "Munch" which is short for Munchkin, but she is the only one that does it.  My online screen name of "Rizzle" was invented by my roommate and no one in the real world calls me that or even knows that I use it.
92. There are days where I am mentally unable to get out of bed.  I used to have weeks where I couldn't get out of bed, so having it down to just a day is an accomplishment.
93. I love to cook.  Just being in my kitchen relaxes me.  When I am sad or stressed I will open up my favorite cook book and make whatever I have the ingredients for. 
94. I went 7 years without speaking to my mom, and 7 years without speaking to my father.  I have mended both of those relationships, but it wasn't easy. 
95. I am insanely jealous of my brothers relationship with my father and always have been.  I know my father loves me, I just wish we had more in common like he does with my brother. 
96. I think my husband it is a total nerd.  He loves video games, RC cars, and other nerd-like activities.  He is also one of the smartest and funniest people I know.  He can fix just about anything, and makes me laugh every day.
97. I hate camping.  I used to do it a lot as a kid, but now I refuse.  
98. For a long time I equated love with sex.  I was a total hoebag, but only because I was desperate for someone to like me.  Looking back, it would have been easier for them to like me if I actually had liked myself.

99. I have 3 dogs that annoy the hell out of me but I love them dearly.  Oskar Meier is the oldest at almost 10, Riley Scott is 5, and Twiggy Marley is 4.  They all have middle names and nationalities.  Oskar is German, Riley is Irish, and Twiggy is Russian. 

Riley

Twiggy

Oskar

100.  Until I started my journey with Weight Watchers I thought I hated bananas.  Turns out, I love them and eat one every day now!







I am impressed that you stuck with me and read through all of that!  I hope you enjoyed it!  Did you learn anything?  Want more detail?  Feel free to comment and I will clarify for you!

As soon as I can, I will get a post up about my latest race, and a status on how my Lifetime is going as with KT's WLJ.  School is keeping me super busy so blog writing has been moved to the back burner for now!  (It took me almost 2 weeks to write this post!)

xoxox