Nov
02

When I was 10, a self-portrait

When I was 10, a self-portrait

I kept a journal when I was younger due in large part to my mother who made sure I wrote in it every night before I went to bed. Most days I didn’t have much to write except that I had noodles for lunch. Here’s a self-portrait I did at the age of 10 — a masterpiece!

I remember that shirt too…and the unfortunate perm.

I’m glad my mother was so strict about journaling. I wasn’t a happy camper about it back then. But now, it’s super nice to be able to look back.

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Sep
18

My Sunday Rockin Mad 5 Mile Challenge

So this is how I spent my Sunday morning — rising to the challenge of 11 obstacles over a 5 mile course. :P

It was pretty dang tough — tougher than the Warrior Dash…I mean, that was a cake walk compared to this. It was a whole LOT of trail running, crawling, and hoisting my body over wall after wall.

The final obstacle was a rope climb over a wall covered in dish washing liquid. My short arms and piddly legs were no match so I slid all the way down on my first attempt. I tried again and with the help of my two awesome teammates, they literally pulled my sorry ass over.

And we crossed the finish line together — AND ahead of a bunch of people even though we started second to last! See what happens when you just keep going at a slow and steady pace. :D

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Sep

07

Dedicated to the Awesome People I Met Today

This is a day that I will have to remember for all time. They say that bad things happen in threes, but good things do as well.

Hello Officer Friendly!

They’re currently ripping the sidewalk across the street. So, I get to wake up to the drilling of concrete. When I got into my car, the policeman who was standing by pulled my side mirror back out. He’d pushed it in so that it wouldn’t get taken out since the street is so narrow. Thank you!

Holy shit! My tire pressure is low again?!

Ok..it’s totally my fault since I don’t really check it until the little weird icon o’ doom appears. But, when it does, I go into semi-panic mode. The first time it happened, I completely ignored it which led to a nice flat tire.

I pulled into a small auto body shop/gas station with air. So I’m checking and filling the tire the best I can — even though it’s (A) raining and (B) I’m wearing a skirt and flats. It was going pretty well until I dropped the itty-bitty air tire cover behind the hubcap.

Shit.

Luckily for me, the mechanic was nice enough to pop the hubcap off and retrieve the piece.

To the Big Lady Who I Thought Was Going to Hurt Me…

I apologize for thinking that. When I rushed back to my illegally parked car, my car key somehow disengaged from my key ring and ended up on the sidewalk. Just as I was about to go looking for it, this big lady taps my window to return my key.

People so had my back today…but I suppose I should prepare myself for the world to return to pooping on me tomorrow.

:)

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