favorite quotes of the day...and working a night like tonight, they both mean so much. I can't wait until the beach tomorrow!
The only people who find what they are looking for in life are the fault finders.
- Foster's Law
He who hesitates is not only lost, but miles from the next exit.
- Unknown
A bore is a man who, when you ask him how he is, tells you.
- Bert Leston Taylor
Friday, June 26, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Ok, so I'm in love AGAIN.
I just found the cutest charm in the whole wide world!
I so <3 IRunLikeAGirl.com
http://www.irunlikeagirl.com/jewelry/silver_mileage_pendant.asp
I so <3 IRunLikeAGirl.com
http://www.irunlikeagirl.com/jewelry/silver_mileage_pendant.asp
Wow
My Horoscope for tomorrow...is well, interesting to say the least.
It's really not as complicated as it seems. You are willing to work as hard and long as anyone else, but you need to be acknowledged for your contribution. Unfortunately, prior circumstances could make it more difficult for others to convince you of your value, even if they say all the right words. Try not to let old emotional hurts get in the way of any praise that now comes your way.
It's really not as complicated as it seems. You are willing to work as hard and long as anyone else, but you need to be acknowledged for your contribution. Unfortunately, prior circumstances could make it more difficult for others to convince you of your value, even if they say all the right words. Try not to let old emotional hurts get in the way of any praise that now comes your way.
I Really Want...
a SmartBrain Pedometer! I know, how gross is that?!?
In all honesty, I know I don't need a pedometer, but I'm completely obsessed with getting one of these. I have an online running buddy who has one, and the program is comes with is really cool.
Now if I could only find one UNDER 100.00....when is my birthday again???!!!
I just finished watching "Running on the Sun: The Badwater 135" here at work.
Is about 40 runenrs that compete in Badwter. It documents them as they run 135 miles through Death Valley in July. That's a starting elevation of almost 300 feet below sea level and a maximum elevation on the route of about 8,000 feet above, all through temperatures that get as high as 120F. It is one kick butt movie, and totally puts my measly miles in perspective!
I don't think I'll ever complain after running again.
In all honesty, I know I don't need a pedometer, but I'm completely obsessed with getting one of these. I have an online running buddy who has one, and the program is comes with is really cool.
Now if I could only find one UNDER 100.00....when is my birthday again???!!!
I just finished watching "Running on the Sun: The Badwater 135" here at work.
Is about 40 runenrs that compete in Badwter. It documents them as they run 135 miles through Death Valley in July. That's a starting elevation of almost 300 feet below sea level and a maximum elevation on the route of about 8,000 feet above, all through temperatures that get as high as 120F. It is one kick butt movie, and totally puts my measly miles in perspective!
I don't think I'll ever complain after running again.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
For the Long Haul
For a long time, I thought that running was all about changing my body, or rather getting rid of most of it.
But now, after years of yoyo-ing between exercise and well, NOT exercising, I've finally realized that it involves more than taming a wobbly rear end. That's why I'm a runner. Even though I didn't start out as one. I began exercising when I was a teenager. I joined a small aerobics club, but I never had any noble intentions. I just wanted to wear a size 5. So I threw on an old T-shirt and some cut-off sweats, swept my hair up into a ponytail, and started working out.
Every day in class, my arms & legs shook, while the skinny girls bounced around like cheerleaders in perfect unison. The music blasted so loudly off the mirrored walls that I couldn't hear myself think. Nor did I want to. I just wanted to fit into my jeans.
A year later, I was thinner and more muscular. I had reached my goal. But I felt that something was missing. While my body was in better shape, my mind wasn't. Had I become so shallow that I was only concerned with my figure?
I tried running for the first time while in high school. It has been perfect. It gave me the aerobic workout I needed, plus something equally as important: time alone. Life is hectic. Running gives me a brief but blessed escape. I finish each workout calmer and happier.
Part of Trudy, deep down inside whispers "You're crazy," each time I lace up my running shoes. Of course, I don't listen to her. I've gained so much more by listening to my true self, and learning to relish the many delights of a run.
I've noticed how my body slowly warms in the cool air, starting with my toes and ending at my fingertips. I'm beginning to enjoy the drizzly days when my feet pound the wet pavement in rhythmic taps, and the mist wets my hair. I see the world around you in a whole new way.
Running has showed me how to take my time, and feel the world. There have been times, even recently, when I've hit a lull and lost the motivation/drive to run. But it didn't take long for the frustrations to mount. I need the escape, so once again I turn to running.
This time I'm determined to soothe my spirit and toughen up sagging leg muscles. Today, I run on a treadmill in the hustle of a gym, although I'm calmed by my music on my iPod, and I often turn reflective again, just as I did in my earlier years of running. During workouts, I savor the small pleasures of life. As my feet slap against the treadmill's rubber belt, I sometimes think about the high school girl I was, and the woman I am becoming. And I realize my destination doesn't really matter at all.
Each run is its own reward. I've become a runner again, steadfast and serene.
But now, after years of yoyo-ing between exercise and well, NOT exercising, I've finally realized that it involves more than taming a wobbly rear end. That's why I'm a runner. Even though I didn't start out as one. I began exercising when I was a teenager. I joined a small aerobics club, but I never had any noble intentions. I just wanted to wear a size 5. So I threw on an old T-shirt and some cut-off sweats, swept my hair up into a ponytail, and started working out.
Every day in class, my arms & legs shook, while the skinny girls bounced around like cheerleaders in perfect unison. The music blasted so loudly off the mirrored walls that I couldn't hear myself think. Nor did I want to. I just wanted to fit into my jeans.
A year later, I was thinner and more muscular. I had reached my goal. But I felt that something was missing. While my body was in better shape, my mind wasn't. Had I become so shallow that I was only concerned with my figure?
I tried running for the first time while in high school. It has been perfect. It gave me the aerobic workout I needed, plus something equally as important: time alone. Life is hectic. Running gives me a brief but blessed escape. I finish each workout calmer and happier.
Part of Trudy, deep down inside whispers "You're crazy," each time I lace up my running shoes. Of course, I don't listen to her. I've gained so much more by listening to my true self, and learning to relish the many delights of a run.
I've noticed how my body slowly warms in the cool air, starting with my toes and ending at my fingertips. I'm beginning to enjoy the drizzly days when my feet pound the wet pavement in rhythmic taps, and the mist wets my hair. I see the world around you in a whole new way.
Running has showed me how to take my time, and feel the world. There have been times, even recently, when I've hit a lull and lost the motivation/drive to run. But it didn't take long for the frustrations to mount. I need the escape, so once again I turn to running.
This time I'm determined to soothe my spirit and toughen up sagging leg muscles. Today, I run on a treadmill in the hustle of a gym, although I'm calmed by my music on my iPod, and I often turn reflective again, just as I did in my earlier years of running. During workouts, I savor the small pleasures of life. As my feet slap against the treadmill's rubber belt, I sometimes think about the high school girl I was, and the woman I am becoming. And I realize my destination doesn't really matter at all.
Each run is its own reward. I've become a runner again, steadfast and serene.
I Have Fell in Love...
with Active.com that is!
I've been a member of Runner's World for a few months now, and although I love their articles,
I haven't been to impressed with the events listed. I have to attribute this to people simply not submitting them from my area, I guess.
Regardless, I have stubbled upon Active.com while registering for a couple of upcoming races, and am really enjoying it! I'm filling out vacation slips as we speak, because of course any race I want to is on a weekend I'm scheduled to work! Figures, huh?
I've been a member of Runner's World for a few months now, and although I love their articles,
I haven't been to impressed with the events listed. I have to attribute this to people simply not submitting them from my area, I guess.
Regardless, I have stubbled upon Active.com while registering for a couple of upcoming races, and am really enjoying it! I'm filling out vacation slips as we speak, because of course any race I want to is on a weekend I'm scheduled to work! Figures, huh?
Monday, June 22, 2009
Change
Lately I've given a lot of thought to change and commitment...
Everyone changes!
We're all growing, learning, developing, evolving, becoming, CHANGING! Some say change isn't a good thing. I wonder why? Change to me means good/better things. Of course I am forever the optimist. We come into this life and instantly begin to change. Most people continue to do so until they have passed on...When one comes into a relationship the other person is at their core who they are. However they will not remain who u know at that time, they will change! You will change! Deciding to commit and stay within that relationship one should know they are commiting also to change...
I think commitment is often made without one knowing exactly what that entails... Commitment as a whole means;, to promise, to pledge, to involve. To involve one participates, includes, and is affected by... Hence when making a commitment one is accepting change will come, if u follow the meaning... Then when their partner inevitably changes they may suddenly say "I don't know who u are anymore" or "we've grown apart."
I say BS to that! If one is truly commited they accept there will be change, they roll with the changes, they grow and change themselves.
One should go into a relationship without expectations and with the knowledge that one is always changing. I think Love is a choice and a challenge! It's a choice in many ways & when commiting to a relationship we should also realize there will be times we're not really feeling the love. Does that mean it no longer exist?
To that I say NO!
We become so involved with every area of our lives; jobs, kids, friends, myspace, etc. We stretch ourselves thin and sometimes we forget what it was about this person, sharing your life with you, that you did fall in love with and then commited too.
We take them for granted or worse still become indifferent to their needs, desires, dreams... It is then you must make the choice to reconnect, to love, to stay commited. Learning to think of your partner first, share something they enjoy, learn how they've grown and changed, and most importantly remain commited, loyal, devoted, and involved!
Lust is not a choice, it's a reaction, not an emotion. It's more often then not fleeting. Sometimes it is mistaken for love and then when it begins to fade and there isn't any love there to remain commited to one knows they must move on because deep down inside of each of us is the longing for love and commitment. If one is lucky in love then one will also have lust for their parter. The key is to keep that lust alive while the love continues to grow, while you and he/she continue to change.
Everyone changes!
We're all growing, learning, developing, evolving, becoming, CHANGING! Some say change isn't a good thing. I wonder why? Change to me means good/better things. Of course I am forever the optimist. We come into this life and instantly begin to change. Most people continue to do so until they have passed on...When one comes into a relationship the other person is at their core who they are. However they will not remain who u know at that time, they will change! You will change! Deciding to commit and stay within that relationship one should know they are commiting also to change...
I think commitment is often made without one knowing exactly what that entails... Commitment as a whole means;, to promise, to pledge, to involve. To involve one participates, includes, and is affected by... Hence when making a commitment one is accepting change will come, if u follow the meaning... Then when their partner inevitably changes they may suddenly say "I don't know who u are anymore" or "we've grown apart."
I say BS to that! If one is truly commited they accept there will be change, they roll with the changes, they grow and change themselves.
One should go into a relationship without expectations and with the knowledge that one is always changing. I think Love is a choice and a challenge! It's a choice in many ways & when commiting to a relationship we should also realize there will be times we're not really feeling the love. Does that mean it no longer exist?
To that I say NO!
We become so involved with every area of our lives; jobs, kids, friends, myspace, etc. We stretch ourselves thin and sometimes we forget what it was about this person, sharing your life with you, that you did fall in love with and then commited too.
We take them for granted or worse still become indifferent to their needs, desires, dreams... It is then you must make the choice to reconnect, to love, to stay commited. Learning to think of your partner first, share something they enjoy, learn how they've grown and changed, and most importantly remain commited, loyal, devoted, and involved!
Lust is not a choice, it's a reaction, not an emotion. It's more often then not fleeting. Sometimes it is mistaken for love and then when it begins to fade and there isn't any love there to remain commited to one knows they must move on because deep down inside of each of us is the longing for love and commitment. If one is lucky in love then one will also have lust for their parter. The key is to keep that lust alive while the love continues to grow, while you and he/she continue to change.
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