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So, my training was a bit intermittant towards the end... I kept getting sick and working two jobs and going to school full time while trying to train during the winter, well... It sucked. I was starting to have some serious doubts about my ability to finish this thing. I only got _one_ ten mile run in a week and a half before the race, before ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes, it's hard to tell if things are falling apart, or finally falling into place.
Does anyone else ever get these perfect, beautiful moments? Where nothing at the time is right, nothing's fitting into place, but you just know it's _go_ing to!? It's like you can see that light at the end of the tunnel ( Read more... ) -
This girl is in need of a cheering section.
Depending on how you count, I have roughly 16 days before my first half marathon.
Middle of December, I got sick. I mean hacking up a lung, can't breath half the time sick. And about three days after that, I had plantar fasciitis pain so bad I could hardly walk. There went three weeks of training.
Then January came with it's horrible Michigan ( Read more... ) -
This girl is in need of a cheering section.
Depending on how you count, I have roughly 16 days before my first half marathon.
Middle of December, I got sick. I mean hacking up a lung, can't breath half the time sick. And about three days after that, I had plantar fasciitis pain so bad I could hardly walk. There went three weeks of training.
Then January came with it's horrible Michigan ( Read more... ) -
The Nine Things I Learned in 2009:
9.) Misery loves company. You're woe-is-me-attitude only attracts more woe ( Read more... ) -
Plodding along...
Some days I am completely amazed that I am actually attempting a half marathon! Where in the WORLD did I get the idea that I could actually finish 13.1 miles ( Read more... ) -
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When I was young, I was told I had the potential for
great beauty.
Who wants that burden?!
Not I!
Save your sonnets and tragic love stories.
I want a strong shoulder to cry on and dirt on my bare feet. I crave freedom in my veins and lust for passion in my bed.
Never for duties that belong to the beauties.
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