running on fumes...on day 11 of 12 work days in a row....


might....


not....





make....


it.....

going green!

After this weekend's run I decided I simply could not run in my old shoes another day! I have been running over 10 miles a week in them for over a year....yea...long overdue to get some new shoes....

The best part....they are GREEN....not blue like EVERY OTHER SHOE MADE FOR WOMEN.....yay! So excited!

(I promise I did not choose them based on the color...it was just coincidence....but it did make me happy)

I will survive....

I hope....

after skipping most of week 3 of our half marathon training, the long run of 5 miles was actually pretty okay...

this is me saying "yay, I survived running 5 miles in a respectable time...yay me"

and Andy is saying "yea...I wasn't even short of breath on that run"

just another reason he and I can't be friends....

yay!

The Olympics are here...

This is an expression of Andy's love for winter sports. 

(no seriously he came up with the idea, went to the store for the correct color of fruit and everything!)

Yes, we are awesome.  It's okay to be jealous.

super cool party, people

That was the title of a Gilmore Girls episode...and in my head I live in that show so yea....

moving on....

So tonight (Super Bowl night, who knew?), our super friends Dalton and Megan called us at like 5:30 to see what we were doing for the Super Bowl....(we are ignoring the fact they thought we would have no other plans yet.... because we didn't)...they also apparently didn't know what time the super bowl was on....so we threw together a super cool party:

we finally got there at 6:30

our super bowl feast!

yea, you should be jealous.

life is a mystery.

So we are training for a half marathon...on the shorter run days I usually run at the rec after work.  My favorite part is the conversations I overhear when I'm stretching afterward....for instance today:

Two guys stretching while looking at their blackberries....(which by the way almost every student looks at their phone while working out....I overheard a conversation about this a few days ago, but perhaps another time for that):

Guy 1: I just don't know what he is mad at me.

Guy 2: Yea...(trails off)

Guy 1: I mean we're roommates, I have to live with him...I didn't even do anything.

Guy 2: Yea, I know...I mean you did say that his girlfriend was like really annoying ...but dude, I don't know man.

Guy 1: Yea, really...it is just so weird.

Yes, if only there were people that had magical powers that could tell us why others are mad at us....I guess we'll just never know...

rub a dub dub dub

So Andy is out of town for work....teaching a chainsaw class for a few days.  This is the text I receive tonight:

"Just got out of the shower, i guess the clear stuff in the small, clear, travel squeeze bottle isn't shampoo, eh?"

Um, no.  I guess he should've asked.  Have fun washing your hair with my face wash.