Starting off today by wishing my mother happy birthday. She says that this birthday and her retirement in 5 days mark the beginning of Phase III of her life. Phase I was learning how to hold her liquor, Phase II was finding family and now she enters the final Phase: answering the call. Some people never make it through Phase I, while others get stuck up in the second phase. I feel like I'm lucky to have someone of such wisdom in my life, sharing her knowledge and passion for life. Happy birthday Mom. Can't wait till you join me in Bloggsville.
I registered for the Bolder Boulder 10K race yesterday. It will be my fourth year to run it and I'm quite excited because it has become my own personal tradition.I always dedicate the race to my Dad, who is a Vietnam vet, by wearing a goofy tribute to him on my back. The picture at right shows the bacon stop they had last year during mile 5 of the race. Ever since I started running, I've always dreamt of bacon during races. It can become my mantra if times are tough. So, imagine my surprise when I saw the sign and thought that my prayers had finally been answered. I was so excited to have some bacon and really thought that it would be the godsend that I'd made it out to be for many years. However, something funny happenend. My first reaction was to enjoy as much salty goodness as possible, but I limited myself to one large piece. It wasn't difficult to chew and run at the same time; I mastered that one years ago. But, my stomach had other thoughts. Nothing bad came of it immediately. Two miles down the road however, my abs were suddenly cramping in a not-so-good way. I was able to "breathe into" the cramping area but my tummy didn't feel quite right for the rest of the race. The best part of the Bolder Boulder last year? A slip-n-slide set up around mile 2. It was done in the hilly front yard of a house right on the race course and there was a keg set up as well. Slip-n-slide supporters held up signs that said "Dirty girls, this way!" How could I pass up an offer like that? So, in my endorphin-induced lunacy, I ran into the yard and proceeded to slide down that slip-n-slide like I hadn't done in 20 years. Totally awesome...at the time. I was met with screaming fans and applause after my award-winning move. But, as I rejoined the race, I realized the folly of my ways. Not only was I little chilly after my slide, but my running clothes and shoes were much heavier with the weight of the water, making for less-than-ideal running conditions. Lessons learned from last year's race? As much as I may want to, this year I'm simply saying no to the free pork and children's water games. (Belated credit to Andrew Hyde for the BB pic!)
I've been researching food bloggers lately which is a good and a bad thing. I love it because most food bloggers have wonderful pictures of the delicious things that they've cooked, which makes my mouth water and causes an instant hunger. I hate it because it makes me covet a large kitchen and the time needed to experiment with all the yummy recipes that I've been reading. This one is a tasty treat because while they don't have any recipes, they have lots and lots of pictures of cupcakes. The pictures are almost more satisfying than the real thing, and contain far fewer calories. And this blog may not be a food blog proper, but Justin's risk vs. reward analysis of eating different fruits is a must-read.
Some random interesting finds from my internet wanderings...
- With candidates starting their bids for office, I thought this was an interesting political slogan. Maybe American politicians would benefit from the same kind of honesty in their campaigns.
- I found Millie and just couldn't get enough her blog. What amazes me is that she didn't start blogging until she was 77. For a real treat, check out her video series, Can't Open It, which has 10 parts and consists of Millie complaining about things that, you guessed it, she can't open. A sweet lady who could teach us all a thing or two about blogging.
- It turns out that Denver is home to the Denver Roller Dolls, a female roller derby league. I had no idea. Although I missed the most recent round of try-outs, don't think that this isn't something that I would love! Not that my mother needs any more reason to pray for me, but come on...who doesn't want to skate fast and push some other people around? Sounds right up my alley actually.
- On a work-related note, we've just chosen the second blogger for our spotlight feature. Check out the Lijit home page to read more about the chosen one.
To finish up, I share with you a picture from my trip to NYC...
That's right. The Target store in da Bronx. Because that's how I roll. Even in a different city. And due to the fact that it shares the same exact layout of my Target in Boulder, I knew where to find everything, making me feel wicked cool. Which everyone knows I'm not.