September 2011
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25 Things from 7 days.
The electric toothbrush. Gold Jerry! Gold! Sigh…. oh how I miss mine. ((I am judging you if you did not know that was from Seinfeld))
Marathons are hard. Like, REALLY hard. Like even if you do all your long runs, all your speed work, all your hill training, all your runs, they are really *insert word that rhymes with ducking* hard.
One should not underestimate the awesomeness of a...
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Life.
It’s 4am in Croatia - can’t sleep. Which has pretty much been the theme of this trip. Not that I’m worried about that. Naps are plentiful and life isn’t stressful [[how much do you hate me right now? :) ]]. Tomorrow marks one week of being gone from home. I think about home a lot. The people. I really miss the people.
Berlin seems like a dream. It went by so fast leaving...
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it's times like this, i wish i didn't have a blog....
Online is wrong.
A fast guy in my running group and I accidentally switched expo bags.
I didn’t make my goal.
I don’t know what it is yet.
But it’s not sub 5.
My guess is 5:08ish.
My soul hurts more than my body.
And my face is stained with tears.
Emotional day.
That’s all for now.
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The Expo.
Expos are fun-fun-fun! Always.
For all you non-runners out there, “race expos” are where you pick up your race bib and time chip, and they’re usually filled with lots of fun, awesome (crazy expensive!) running goodies.
I’d recount the exact details of it for you, but a) that be all sorts of boring, and b) I forget it, as yesterday was quite the blur (re: 32 hours...
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All Glory Comes From Daring to Begin.
In the car ride to the airport, my sister handed me a little box. In it was the above, beautiful, pendent engraved with the letter ‘e’ on the one side, and the words, ‘All Glory Comes from Daring to Begin” on the other.
So perfect.
I will wear it close to my heart, along with the maple leaf charm my best friend got me for the duration of my trip.
Thursday was hard. Leaving home was hard. The...
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~ The Pack ~
It’s done! HUGE high five and fist pumps all around, because this has been a long process, and a lot of work, but tonight, finally, it’s done-diddly-done!!!.
Here’s EVERYTHING. Aka, my life for the next few months.
Terrifying, no? Those square things are compartments (click here for the link to them) that I luckily scored to help organize The Pack. They insert beautifully...
Oh hai there, me again...
Thank you so much for all the song recommendations.
Next question —> What’s your favourite movie of all time? I’m downloading lots for my trip, and don’t worry about me having seen it, as I’m so not a movie person so 99.9% chance I haven’t seen your favourite.
So, what’s your favourite?
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i’m really scared. of everything.
i’m scared i’ve made the wrong decision, that leaving my home, the people i know, my job, my routine, my life will be too hard. it’s terrifying. i’m really really scared. nobody every tells the truth, people always lie and say everything will be okay, but sometimes it isn’t. what if this is a huge mistake? what if i lose all my...
This day.
A break! A break. I get to take a break, because holy hell my day has been busy. I had all these magical plans of being done packing at least a week before I leave, so y’know, I could frolic around and do as I please, but obviously I am such a procrastinator, fine! a lazy-procrastinator (the. worst.) which has left me running around the final two days, when all I want to do is join Obama...
Good morning!
Because I’m a complete Internet savvy gal (false. people told me) I stumbled across my Huffington Post article on aol.com (second false: I saw a screen shot of the USA one, as I live in Canadia-land). Welcome! It’s always weird with these things, as I feel the need to tell the newcomers I’m somewhat cool (you know it’s true when I have to tell you) and a...
narcissism in its finest form. just because. it's...
I ride horses. Actually I’m really good at riding horses.
I have really good nails. They grow fast, which is excellent, as I bite mine.
And my hair? despite the annoying frizz, it’s thick, I like that, especially as I shed a kazillion hairs a day.
I run. Like, as in, marathons. As in 42.2kms. As in that distance that only crazy people run.
With the exception of my weight...
Mom: I'm just worried you're going to find a boyfriend or husband traveling around.
Me: what's wrong with that?
Mom: I just think everyone wondering around the world traveling is lost and confused
Me: like me?
Mom: Yes, like you.
Good morning chicklets (<— that’s you btw), and how are you today? I trust this post finds you well. I too, am well indeed, I am. It’s odd not having a job. Knowing every dollar I now spend won’t get reimbursed (so to speak)? weirrrrrddddd. But as of right now, and, well, the next few months we’ll just call this whole...
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This post is brought to you by my bed. Because...
Woot!
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The Marathon.
1 week today. 42.2km. Or. 26.2 miles for my American friends. That’s a really (really) long way. For you. For me. For anyone. It’s the perfect distance to push yourself through your physical limit, through the pain, and towards your personal goal set months before.
It’s a 32km warm up run, for a 10km race. That last 10km. My God, they suck. I can’t stop thinking about...
Listening to loud music and packing (so the story...
Speaking of music… any song/album recommendations for my trip? Pretty please? With the exception of songs that “yell” at you, I really like everything.
Thank you and so appreciated!!
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16k (10 miler) race-pace run done!! Last long run of the marathon season.
Feeling good.
Feeling ready.
Feeling excited.
Bring it Berlin!!
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hello. over there, hello to you. so i am tipsy. and/or drunk. usually i hate posts that start with that. but let’s go honest at it, shall we? and we’ll leave it up to an arbitrator to solve the debate over tipsy or drunk. mmmkay? this is so not the right post to welcome new people to my blog, but frankly, i don’t care. today was a good day. 2nd last day of work. ever? well, at...
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A new girl started in my office this week (a girl? yes! a girl! Score! As that meant I had a female companion for the 1st time in 4+ years.). Obviously I scrambled to be her office-bff asap, taking her under my wing, showing her the ropes, and passing on my wisdom before I leave.
Anywho, so this morning? This morning we headed down the elevator together, talking about this n’ that n’...
It was a no-makeup, hair-up, sexy-dress type of...
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Did I ever tell you...
that story about my hill training? No? I didn’t think I did.
I had arrived early at the hill to get a few hill repeats in, before my running group showed up (as I’m a slow runner, and don’t like finishing last). I was on my second hill repeat when it happened.
Eyes forward. Shoulders loose. Arms pumping. Breath.
I felt the hover of the car just behind me.
Left foot. Right...
Little Blog,
Meet Krysten. Krysten, meet Little Blog. Krysten is an in real life friend, who is simply amazing, and I’m not just staying that because because I had dinner with her tonight, and have known (and admired) her for the past eight years.
When Krysten was 18 she discovered she had an irregular heart beat. This means she now carries within her a pacemaker heart, and a light, ...
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