Tuesday, May 13, 2008

This Little Piggy...

Okay. I am having some major post training depression or PTD as some may call it. I have been so sad since The Pig! I was incredibly pumped for the race and now it's over. How sad am I???

The race was one I will never forget. I finished in 2 hours and 10 minutes...a personal best. I honestly cannot believe I did it. I really never do give myself enough credit. I had the best time with my pals - Lauren Mackey and Molly Rindt. Those are two of best girls around. I couldn't have asked for more support from them. I especially loved Lauren at the start...she said, "Hey, if we get split up, have a great race!" I said, "You, too!" And she was gone!! I ran all alone except for the random stranger that I talked to.

All in all, it was a perfect day and I will definitely do it again! Thanks to all of my friends in my cycling class that talked me into doing "The Pig"!!! OINK,OINK!!!

Congrats to Adam, Mike, Trey and Lauren for running their hearts out. I admire y'all more than you will ever know.

Blessings.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Tagged??

Well, Shannon "tagged" me. She wants me to tell her 6 quirky things about myself?? I hate to say, but for those of you that know me...6 won't cover it.

1. I can't stand dirty fingernails or toenails. YUCK!!!
2. I despise to hear gum being popped or snapped, although I LOVE to do it. Totally quirky...
3. I also can't handle ice being crunched or popcorn being chomped or chips being chewed.
4. I go crazy when I see words spelled incorrectly on signs.
5. I can't sleep when my husband's closet door is open. This stems all the way back to childhood and monsters...
6. I can't cook in a dirty kitchen.

How's this for 6?? I could go on, but the list would be too long and I might hurt someone's feelings.

On that note, I don't like to hurt people's feelings, although some people at my place of employment could give a _____ about my feelings. When did we grow up and become adults and then regress back to high school???

Whew... enough already...

P.S. Don't comment if it is going to hurt my feelings. I can't handle anymore this week.