I will learn my lesson some day...

I locked my keys in the car the other day .... AGAIN! This time I had no one to save me so I had to call a Lock Smith. I swear to you this only happens when I am stressed, and the second I lock them in there I realize that that is what I did. Its just if I could just have even a 5 second grace period I might not have so many incidents. Well as luck would have it the guy I call to come help me is just this little old man in a little old van so he didn't charge as much as those other guys. So he parks kind crazy in the handicap parking spot next to me and gets out of his van. He first tries to just Jimmy it, but ends up getting the wire caught in my door frame. The next five to ten minutes consisted of...

"DamityousonofapieceofcrapdamndamndamncomeoutyoulittlewellwhyisthisstuckinherewhyIottadamncomeoutdamitpieceofcrap......ect...."

I was trying to keep composure but I was laughing pretty hard. He was a nice man but I hope he has sons because it might be time to retire. He finally got my car unlocked using another method and then charged me $40bucks! I was expecting a lot more so I thanked him and left. I need to make some spare keys but I keep forgetting. You will probably see a couple more posts about this before I finally break down and get some made.

Champions are made from something they have deep inside them;a desire, a dream, a vision.

I am not running savvy by any means. I would say I am self taught with some help from Scott, Runners world magazine, and the Internet. So I mean I know the basics but that is about it. But let me just share with you what I do know about running.

1. It is HARD. It is not meant to be easy, and anyone who says it is is lying.

2.Best time to run in the summer time is early in the morning. And I mean like 6:30 AM. Otherwise you are going to die of heat stroke by the 4th mile.

3. Running is 55% mental. Which means if my mind thinks I can do it my body will too.

4. Shoes that fit your foot are very very important. Running is hard on your body and if you don't fork out the extra dough for the nice shoes you are not going to be running for very long. Trust me. I can already tell you horror stories.

5.WATER, WATER, WATER!

6. If you don't stretch before and after you might as well forget brushing your teeth and bathing too. Yeah it's that important!

Alright well these are just some simple rules that I have learned on my journey. So this being my first 10k I was excited and felt pretty ready. I had moved about 3 weeks prior so I had to find a new running spot. The one I found has lots of hills and it's just this cute little paved path that is like 5 miles long. I was excited to start running on it because I haven't ever really run on hills before so I felt like I was training really well. AND when I found out that my 10k had some hills I felt up to the challenge. haha little did I know what "some hills" meant. This is just one of my fun little adventures. But lets just start right at the beginning shall we?

FRIDAY AUGUST 21, 2009 5:30pm

Erika and I go to register at the Hilton in downtown SLC. Registration was from 5-8pm and you could only register that night. That was a very dumb idea because 1300 women signed up to run this event and it took us from 5:30-7:30 to get through that line, and we were at the beginning! It was a mess. And to top it off they only had small, medium and large shirts but they were not those sizes. I got my mom and I larges and apparently the sweat shop in China where the shirts were made did not know what boobs were. Because that was the smallest large I have ever seen. Well we go eat out pasta and get all the yummy carbs in and then my mom and I go back to my apartment to get some sleep. I think I went to bed at like 10 and had to yell at my mom to turn off the TV and go to bed.

SATURDAY AUGUST 22, 2009 6:00am

Alright here's another thing that I don't understand about this race. It started at 8AM! Who in their right mind starts a race at 8 in the morning in the SUMMERTIME!? To add to the time it was one of the hottest days of the summer so I was already prepared to sweat until I passed out. I don't know whose idea that was... but I was not soo happy about it. So we get there. And I tell my mom that we should run up to the starting line to get a good warm up. She had these little shorty shorts on and apparently had never worn them before because as soon as she started running they started crawling. She then spent the entire race pulling down her shorty shorts to avoid chaffing. Lesson learned is that you should always test out your clothes before the day of the race. Not all clothes are made for running. So the race starts and I instantly feel a little bit uncomfortable with the course. It was already uphill and so I was just playing the mental game of getting up the hill and then everything would be fine. So I'm running... get up the first hill, turn the corner and a bigger hill awaits me. So I keep on running thinking just make it to the end of this road then you will be fine. Turn the corner pass mile marker 1 and up another hill we go. At this point I decided that I can either walk a bit and make it to the finish line, or push hard and pass out when I get up these hills. I opt for the first idea, and do intervals of fast walking and running. Although it was not ideal for me to walk I decided finishing was more important.... See ya later pride! ....So we keep running uphill past mile 2 and I am parched by this point and ready to drink a gallon of water. Then the heavens opened up and at mile 3 I see a water stop in sight. Someone was teasing me and playing a mean joke because when I grabbed the cup I think there was like one swallow at the bottom. Alright the good news was that for the most part the rest was downhill. I knew I had some making up to do so I kicked it into gear and started the second half of the race. My body is trying to throw everything it can at me to get me to stop and I am just trying to ignore it. So it pulls out the big guns and I get the most horrible side stitch of my life. But I lost a little bit of time on those hills so I am not really in the mood for a side stitch. So I push through it. The pain gets worse and I feel like I am going to puke.. but I know that I don't have anything in my stomach so I keep on running. Just before mile 4 I started dry heaving just a bit. (Yeah I know that is gross but I can't think of a nicer way to put it) Luckily it wasn't too bad, and I kept on running. Somewhere around mile 5 there was another water station. I grabbed two cups this time and ran up a HUGE hill around the corner and then down another hill to the finish line. Erika met me at the finish line and ran the last 20 yards with me. It was hard to stop. My legs were still going and I had to pace around for a minute. Also as soon as I cooled down I started peeing my pants so I had to run to the porter potty real quick. Don't worry... I caught it before it got out of hand.. thank goodness! All I wanted was lots and lots of water, but I guess they ran out because all of the 5k people finished before us and took everything. Maybe this wasn't organized soo well huh? So I grabbed a vitamin water and a bagel and stretched and then we went home. All in all it was a good race. There are a lot of things I wish were done differently but it's okay. My foot is a little sore for some reason. It feels just like a big charlie horse when I try and walk on it. I am hoping it will go away soon because I have 8 weeks until Kansas city!

Goodmorning... no bad morning.

Woke up the other day. Rolled out of bed and decided I was going to make eggs for breakfast. So I turn the heat on low so it will cook slow and go to put on some makeup. Well I am retarded and forget about the egg cooking. I remembered while I was doing my hair, and ran into the kitchen and just prayed it wasn't burned. It wasn't! Maybe a little overcooked but I was pleasantly surprised. So I go to flip it over and the egg exploded all over! It was all over my face, my hair, my clothes, and my kitchen. I had no idea one egg could create such a mess! And to make it even worse I was only about 10 inches away when the thing blew up. Which means I got a lovely burn on my arm and I swear on my eyeball because it was so hot. So FYI for everyone that cooks eggs in the morning, or anytime for that matter. EGGS EXPLODE IF YOU COOK THEM TOO LONG! Your welcome.

Looks like your sleeping on the street tonight

Have you never had you mattress lying on State Street in downtown SLC at 11pm on a Sunday night? I have. Cory let me borrow his truck to move my things but I couldn't drive a stick shift so I recruited Stephanie to drive the truck and help me move. So we loaded everything in and I guess you are supposed to have ties to tie it down. Well I am not a man and my brain does not think like that so we decided that she would just drive slow and I would drive right behind her. Well the road is a little bumpy and as we were driving down state street in front of the Mexican corner food stand and Steph hit a bump and out flys my mattress. Right smack in the middle of the street. She keeps driving not really noticing so I put on my hazards and park in the middle of the road and haul the thing to the side. I think was looking pretty good in my Sunday dress because those Mexicans sure know how to let you know that! So I call Steph and she turns around and we rearrange the truck to hold the mattress a little tighter. It was quite the night. We finished at about 1 am and I treated her to a Sonic run afterwards. I will now have to rent a uhaul from now on.

I swear to you it was the size of a meduim sized dog.

So the other day I am packing my things. This is a Thursday night. I worked early Friday morning and then afterwards I was heading right over to my apartment complex to sign the lease. So I decided that I would be really smart and get a bunch of things loaded into the car so that after I signed the lease I would just start moving in. One less trip! So this is like midnight, and it is very quite in the aves. Which means any little noise I hear I am aware of and any movement I see I am very cautious of. Call me crazy but this is downtown SLC ... you have to be on your A game at all times. Soo I am packing a couple things in my car and I notice that that flood light is on at the back of my house, but I don't think anyone has moved in yet so this creeps me out a bit because there has to be a big movement for that thing to go off. So I decided to just go grab two more boxes from inside the house and put those in my car and be done. Well I get out there with my two boxes and there is this dog running towards the flood light.. so I stop and watch and I am thinking what the heck is this dog doing here. The it's tail hits the light and I realize this is no dog. It has a big bushy tail like a coyote. So I am standing there a little confused about what is going on and then it's tail hits the light and I see rings around it and it finally clicks that this is no dog or coyote. It's a raccoon. A raccoon on steroids! So this monster hits the light and then turns around and makes a b-line for me. Usually I am friendly towards animals, but not this one, I heard that raccoons are mean and I am not about to get rabies because I was stupid enough to try and befriend it. So I have about 4 yards to haul butt inside my house and shut the door. It was quite the experience. I sat on the floor and laughed for awhile because I am sure I looked crazy running with my arms full like an idiot to escape death. If I was brave I would have gone back out there and got a picture of the thing so I had proof . Sorry you just got to trust me on this one.

I have got to stop doing this!

Well I already fell on my new stairs! I knew it was coming. Good thing I fell up rather then down them because they are concrete and I hope and pray that never happens. Who am I kidding? My sucess rate of falling down stairs is pretty high. Odds are there will be a post sometime about me falling down those stairs. If I was smart I would start wearing padded underwear and knee pads. More to post later! I have had quite the adventures this past week. Who knew life could be soo much fun. (That is ment in the most sarcastic form possible.) xoxo