- I am so freaking sick of winter. How am I, the lazy runner, to get through a run when it's colder that sh*t out? I can't stop and walk, because I get chilled. I know, I know, I'll miss all this in July. Meanwhile: bitch, bitch, bitch..
- I'm losing 1.5 pounds a week. Which for most people would be fantastic. For me, who used to pull off losing 5 pounds a week, it's like GAAAAA! Still, I'll take it over losing nothing.
. - I'm seriously doubting my ability to pull off a 50-miler in less than a month from now.
. - I found my favorite pink iPod. This is awesome, because I thought the car thieves had stolen it. They didn't, it just fell through the hole in the pocket of the jacket I was wearing that day. Remember: every day is Christmas when you lose things the way I do. You find it, and you're ALL happy.
. - I did an 18-miler last weekend averaging about 14-minute pace. For me, this is huge, especially when considering the elevation profile of said 18-miler. There is a funny little blip right before 10 miles, that's where I accidentally turned off my Garmin for 0.6 miles. I started feeling panic problem about mile 14, but I got through it okay.
6. I have discovered, that even if you do nothing, panic attacks will go away. They suck, but THEY GO AWAY. Buwahaha. You will not vanquish me, stupid anxiety crap.
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7. Per the profile, above: That's 5-1/2 miles of downhill running. My quads did not stop hurting until Wednesday.
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8. I've gotten very good at wasting what little time I have while a) not training and b) not doing any of my reading, or homework.
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9. One of the new psychiatrists said, "your assessments are wonderful." Wonderful! Me! When I taught public school, nobody told me I was wonderful; the only thing they ever told me was "don't park near the front, that's where parents and visitors park. You park in the back."
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10. This week, I begin Satan's spin class. Dread Pirate has been trying to get me into this for years, so that I can share her misery. Beginning promptly at 5:30 am, It's an hour forty-five of constant spinning, with a man yelling commands and intervals at you NOW! C'MON: NOW!! Then I get to hurry to work with a wet pony tail. The upside to this, discovered today, is that the next morning my hair has assumed a fairly attractive flip from the pony tail worn all day. Win-win.
Note: You men reading this will not appreciate a "upside" of this nature. Or maybe you will. I don't know.
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11. I have decided that I would like to go to WAL-MART today and buy items cheaply made by children in sweatshops for my office. In particular, I would like to get a coat tree and a mirror, and maybe a cheap curtain to filter the afternoon sun. There's no reason why you would be interested in this, I'm just mentioning it.
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12. The place where I work has a treatment unit for juvenile sex offenders. Would you guess that there are cases I work on that I can never, ever, ever talk? Oh, yeah. NEVER.
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13. They started a "biggest loser" club where I work. Back in 2005, when I started all this, I joined one of those--we paid $10, and the biggest loser would get all the money. I lost 30 pounds, proving once again that there is not much I won't do for money. However, most of the people in the club lost interest, stopped coming, and faded away; there was never any explanation as to what happened to the money. I didn't get it. My understanding is that the school secretary kept it. This time, if I win, I want my money.
