Buff My Bologna ...

Its been awhile, kids. But, since the last time we spoke I participated in a conference call where someone said "he's asked for so much that the next thing you know he is going to be asking us to buff his bologna."

Um, ok. I've hard a lot of euphemisms for that, but buff the bologna??

Shortly thereafter, I had another encounter with WSB. It was fun. But, I haven't heard from him since. Nice. And typical. So I think I'm done with him. I'm not mad. Seriously, I haven't been angry at him at all. Maybe a bit disappointed in myself, but not really. All in good fun, ya know? Chalk it up to experience and stuff. But, I'm moving on. Or away. At least while I'm sober:)

Its also gotten F'ing cold. As a result, last weekend I did my 8 mile run on the 'mill. Which sucked. And made my hamstrings tighter than they've ever been in my life. So this weekend I decided I'd wait till after noon (when its warmest) and try for 10 outside miles. Unfortunately, I waited too long after eating and by mile 3 I was starving. So I ran 4.5 miles outside, at a bagel and finished 4.5 miles on the 'mill. Does that count as a 9 mile run? I say yes ...

And that has been about all the excitement in my life. I stayed in last night and tonight (Friday and Saturday) and am almost excited about it. The thought of going out in the cold just wasn't doing it for me. So I worked, finished a book, blogged, payed the piano ... its been nice. Although, I KNOW that it stresses my mother out, but what can you do??

So that's it kids. I think its a the winter doldrums. Just working out a ton and laying low on the heels of my last WSB encounter. I'm sure excitement will return soon but until then ... hope you're all doing well:)

What a pain in the butt ...

I have.

Ran 6 miles with the running club on Saturday morning at about 10 min/mile pace followed by my first workout with the new trainer and today I am in PAIN. Wow. Probably didn't help that I just biked for 6 miles. 6 slow miles. I am a slow biker and a slow runner. But it was fun to run with people again and hopefully soon I'll be in shape.

Taking married friends for a drive around new jersey and then 24. Can not wait. And tomorrow, I should not have to work. Thank you MLK.

Later kids.

I don't run fast and I don't keep my money in my crotch, I swear ...

I need to get better at updating - I'm starting to forget what happened since we last chatted.

Hmmm, last week I was more PMS-ey than I've been since I was 16. Last Friday, after a rough week at work, I was in a foul, foul mood. But, I wound up deciding to go to my parent's house for dinner and then coming back to where I live with my sister so that we could go to the bar with the HOT, and when I say hot, I mean HOT, bartender. It is seriously amazing how a good meal and a few drinks and a HOT guy can cure even the worse case of PMS.

Saturday, I had my first piano lesson. We got off to a bit of a rough start because ... she thought I was there for voice lesson. VOICE lessons. Anyone who has ever heard me sings knows that I'm way, way beyond voice lessons. I am so awful, there is seriously no hope. But, once we got past that, the piano part was good. I'm actually impressed at how much I remember and it was fun and relaxing. I bought my piano ... er, keyboard, on Sunday which was a debacle. I stood in best buy for one hour and then, after some hoodlums stole a DVD, they decided they didn't have the keyboard I wanted. I was irrationally angry, near hysterical (PMS again) but my mom took pity on me (or was afraid that I'd kill someone if I didn't get the freakin keyboard) so she sped me to the best buy near their house and it was a success. I've practiced a bunch and I like it ... hopefully I'll stick with it long enough to be a decent player.

Sunday, before the key board debacle, I got up to go running with the new tri group in town. Only one other person showed up and he looked fast so we chatted a bit and then I sent him on his way - but, he told me that they were probably going to combine some of their runs with the local running group. So ...

... on Tuesday, I got home from work in time to go running with said local running group. Their website says that "people of all speeds and abilities" are welcome. And the Tuesday night run is only 1.5 miles and they recommend that people go to the Tuesday night run as their first run with the club ... so, yeah. Just because they welcome "people of all speeds and abilities" doesn't mean that said people actually show up. Everyone was very, very friends but um, they ran 6 minute miles AND they consider Tuesday nights to be a "speed workout." So, one poor guy took pity on me and ran with me so that I wouldn't get lost. But wow. He was talking to me the whole time and I was solely focused on not dying. Seriously. So after the run everyone goes to the bar with the HOT bartender and he was of course working. I order a beer and then realize that my money is in the little pocket in the front of my running tights and the only way to get it out is to reach my hand down there and fish around. So yeah, it looks basically like I'm sort of sticking my hand down my pants and then pulling out a sweaty 20. Nice. But, at least the runners were also nice, and cute and well, really fast. Even if I ruined things with the HOT bartender by handing him my sweaty crotch money I've got the runners:)

I have been so, so tired all week that I decided to stay in and recharge tonight ... I want to run with the group tomorrow and I'm meeting the trainer for the first time at 11 and then I have a bit of work to do and hopefully drinks with the girls tomorrow night. 24 starts Sunday and I, at least in theory, have off on Monday. So, hopefully next week I'll truly be able to start morning workouts mixed in with Tuesday night runs and hot guys:)

I'll try to update my fans on this weekend before we get to next weekend ... but, I hope you all had or are having fun Friday nights.

Update

I couldn't get out of bed yesterday, but I did set up my first appointment with the trainer and arrange for my first piano lesson so I'm counting that as a success.

This morning I only managed to get up in time to elliptical (for some reason, the thought of getting on the TM this morning was not appealing - I think I need to find some sort of high energy snack to get me going in the am - as it was I had a sliver of entemans cake, um, probably not the best although it did taste good) for 20 minutes - so I'm at least making progress, right?

In funny - as in Dear Lord bight your tongue funny- news, when I called the trainer yesterday she asked if I had just had a baby. Um, no. Most certainly, definitely, without a doubt, no. Apparently, Jen (my NYC trainer) recommended two people to the new trainer, one of whom had just had a baby. But, yeah, not me. Then this morning I had a drs. appointment with a new dr. I take some meds for a non-contagious, non-serious condition I have and you're not supposed to get pregnant while you're on them. Fine. But, b/c she's a new dr. she wants me to have a pregnancy test. WHAT IS GOING ON? I know, KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that I'm not PG (unless its immaculate) but given my high level of stress and ability to freak out about things that are even a little bit ... er, naked I don't like these questions and tests.

So, a midweek update for you. Happy Wednesday!

So, its been awhile ...

First, Christmas. It was good. Its strange how holidays change when we get older. It was nice to be home and I enjoy giving (and receiving!) but its not really the same as when we were younger and I sort of feel like there is this insane amount of pressure to be happy and have fun. But, it was fine. We were all sort of sick feeling but we made good fish sauce on Christmas Eve and got the grandparents to my house and back safely on Christmas day. The day after Christmas I went for a run, did some work and ran some errands ... then it was back to work on Wednesday. Seriously, I think everyone should have the days between Christmas and New Year's off because they kind of just suck. But I got a lot of work done so that was good.

Next, ANNIE!! I really thought I was going to get tickets to Annie for Christmas - growing up it was my favorite. Friend from growing up and I used to run around our house singing it for hours ... when I didn't get tickets I took matters into my own hands and got tickets for my mom and sister to go with me on Friday. It was fun ... although our seats were less than good and two ladies got into a fight ... a fight! ... about talking during the show or something and some 80 yr old usher had to break it up:) Moving my mom around the city was sort of a nightmare - she took the bus in and i made her take the subway and the PATH - she said that the things I have to do to get from point A to point B make it not worth going anywhere. Um, okay.

Finally, the New Year. I was not excited about NYE - local friends and I were going out to dinner in the neighboring town which I didn't really understand (if you're gonna stay local, well, then stay local ... ) but I bought a new outfit and made the best of it - it was fun. Not earth shattering but fun. My sister and three of her friends slept over that night - and they were DRUNK - I'm really glad that I don't get THAT drunk (anymore at least:)). I wasn't really hung over today but I was exhausted - I stayed up late waiting for them to get home and then it took them awhile to settle down. Lazed around most of the day today and am hoping to get the New Year off to a good start tomorrow. No real resolutions but a few goals:

• I work so much that it would really make life much more enjoyable if I could just get up earlier and get stuff done before work. I used to do it so I just have to get back into the groove - up and exercising before work.
• Not get as bothered by other people - whether its a jackass at work, a dumb boy or my mother in one of her moods.
• Start taking piano lessons again.
• Start working out with a trainer again.
• Consider taking golf lessons.
• Have fun!

Oh, one other funny thing. One night when I was drinking I told boy from work about this blog - and then immediately denied it. He remembers basically nothing I tell him when we're drinking but he remembered this. Ugg. I think it'd be hard for him to find this - I'm rather paranoid about being discrete and I haven't divulged details of anything he wouldn't want on here (random comments about his gf that he probably wound't want repeated for all to read) and I'm suppose that there is nothing on here I wouldn't want him to read ... but still. Oh well, we'll see.

I'll try to keep you all posted about the progress of my New Year's goals (particularly the piano lessons - I'm excited about that).

Wishing you all happy 2007s!