The Traveling Kind

I figured I'd do a little race recap before I got all caught up in the whole moving to Texas thing. It's kinda already started but I don't feel like packing so here I am. Ha! So Friday morning I got off work and Ryan and I went down to the beach for a little while, gotta soak it up while we have the chance. Also, no sleep for me, in order to make sure I could sleep that night I stayed up all day after my shift to ensure that I was real good and tired that night...it worked. I was pretty much sleep walking by 5. That night I took a relaxing hot bath, laid out my clothes for the next morning, and hit the hay. The morning of the race I was pretty nervous, I'm not sure why. I had already run 12 miles three different times so what was one more mile? I don't know. I guess I was afraid of getting hurt or of just how badly that extra mile was going to suck. But once we got to the park with all the people and vendors I started getting more excited and more than...

T MINUS 3 DAYS! Holy Moses y'all. It's here. I can't believe it! I'm so excited...and nervous! But mainly excited. But also still nervous.  BUT MAINLY EXCITED! SO FREAKIN' EXCITED! Ryan and I will be heading down a day early so that we don't have to wake up so early on race day. Riverside is a little over an hour away and the race starts at 8 so that wouldn't make for a fun morning otherwise.  I really can't believe it's happening. I know it's not some huge life event like buying a house or having a kid, but if/when (don't wanna jinx anything) I finish on Saturday, it will be for me. I've got my outfit all picked out and mostly packed. Got my little 13.1 charm that Ryan bought me all tied into my shoe laces and my 13.1 sticker ready to be placed on the car just as soon as I cross the finish line. What?! I said I was excited. On the other hand I'm so dang nervous. I've worked so hard for this and I'm so scared some...

Gah! We've been so busy! Except today. Today we watched TV and I played on the internet for a lot of the day. What?! Don't judge me, it's my Saturday. In the last two weeks we've flown to Texas, seen tons of friends and family, been in a wedding, cleaned up a wedding, more family time, flown back to San Diego, put up our Christmas tree, and lots of good ol' working. Let me just say that with every trip to the Lone Star State it's gets harder to leave. I love how comfortable home feels. I love traveling and we get settled in new places but they never become home. It was so good to get to attend so many family functions! We got to see most of my family at Thanksgiving and most of Ryan's at the wedding. Speaking of the wedding, it was so beautiful!! And so fun!! I'm so glad I got to be apart of it. The next three professional photos are by  Brian Shofner Photography out of San Antonio. Absolutely BEAUTIFUL bride and quite dapper groom. I...

Oh. My. Gosh. Let me tell you right now-6 miles is a looooong way. HA! And I'm going to have to run over twice that distance in just a few short months.  Holy Moses what did I get myself into? The day before I had already decided that we were going to wake up early and head to the boardwalk. It was a Saturday and I didn't want to be bobbin' and weavin' outta pedestrian traffic the whole way. Well NATURALLY I slept in and made breakfast and lolly gagged around the apartment until Ryan finally asked if we were even going to run at all.  So we get to the boardwalk in prime running time, the dead heat of midday. Awesome. But I did it to myself and the place was packed. MILES 1 and 2- Feeling awesome, it's a little hot and there are people walking everywhere.  I CAN DO THIS! MILE 3 - Ok, getting tired, finish this mile and I can turn around. This isn't TOO bad. MILE 4 - Ohmygosh, I might die before I finish.  I can't breathe and I can't keep my upper ...

THIRTEEN POINT ONE stinkin' miles.  Do you even know how far that is!?  Really. stinkin. far. What in the world am I thinking?  If you've worked out with me you know that I pretty much hate all exercise.  I do it, but I kick and scream the whole way.  So why would I WANT to run for probably about 2.5 hours straight (and that's being optimistic---thunder thighs are hard work to move people!) ?? Sometimes I think Girls was written about me. If you would've told my high school self that one day I would be able to run 3 whole miles without stopping, she laugh right in your face. I didn't continue to play volleyball into high school because they said we'd have to run a mile.   A mile...just one, just one mile.  Holy moses!  What a weeny !  I've been on a very long, very frustrating journey to health.  I've altered my eating habits, I've done every weight workout, joined gyms, joined a bootcamp, and I've probably done 5,000 squats...

Oh my gosh y'all it's my first blog!!  I'm so nervous!! What if it's boring?! What if no one reads this!?  If they do, then what if they hate it!?  What if all those grammar nazis call me out on run on sentences and the correct use of there, their, and they're?!  You know what I have to say to you people?  It's probably going happen so I'm just gonna need you to deal with it!...Just kidding, don't hate me please. I've been wanting to start a blog for a while, you know, because I think I'm so interesting the world needs to know what's happening in my life  I think it's a super neat way to get ALL THE THOUGHTS out of my head and it's way better than writing in my anablog aka journal.  (I feel like I've got a lot of run on sentences already...oops...) Also, I can't just sit back and let Ryan have a blog all by himself. I have my own side to our story! From what I've learned from reading and enjoying other blogs, it'...