Monday, November 21, 2011


So, the question of the moment.....can someone else "save us" or are we responsible for saving ourselves? And if you spend your life waiting for someone to save you and no one does, then what?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Just pretend I've added the American Idiot video to this post. I'm wearing it out.

What is it with men?????

Post Marathon

Recovery week. I haven't run since Saturday, primarily because I could barely walk until Tuesday. Most of the soreness is gone now, so I lifted today and got some stretching done. What I've determined after the workout:

  • My upper body strength has diminished greatly. I've been focusing on running/legs for months and ignoring everything else.
  • It's really hard to lift my arms after today's workout. When I went to put on my earrings, I couldn't believe how much each arm weighed. Maybe it was the earrings.
  • I have been completely slacking with yoga. My flexibility has waned as well. I'm still crazy-flexible, but not as much as I was. When I got into pigeon, I nearly whimpered.

So, a little run tomorrow, to shake out the cobwebs. During marathon training, running becomes a "fix". I'm jonesing. Will probably do a slow 2 miles. This week is about recovery, which is as hard as a taper. (Ya wouldn't think so, would ya? I should enjoy it, and am trying to!)

Painting - well, that's another thing altogether. I have been in the biggest creative block I've been in for a while. No ideas, no desire. I get little flickers now and then, and now it will be back. Just gotta set a goal, because I'm like a dog chasing a rabbit. Have to have something to go for, or what's the point? it.

I wish this guy wasn't so good looking. I think he's kind of hot. LOL.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

You're So Cain

And yet another contender. Another politician. This time a Repub. Doesn't matter which party, just another scumbag. I'm sure there are people who believe that the women are making this up. That's what we women do...we wait for the opportunity to have our chance to accuse politicians of sexual harassment because we love to talk about graphic details and have our faces and names plastered across the news. Many men don't "get" sexual harassment and pass it off as nothing. If you're a woman, not only do you "get it" but you've been subject to it many times over the years. Usually we do nothing. But when you're a person in power and you're harassing your subordinates, you're going to get in trouble. Oh, and of course.....there's the fact that Cain is married. SURPRISE SURPRISE!

Marathon Count Down continues

Okay, so two days till the marathon. Whoooooboy. I'm ready. Scared, anxious, but ready. The weather is predicted to be perfect. Low of 40, high of 60, and plenty of sun. LIKE it. Most of the marathon is mental (for me anyway) and I've been practicing positive thinking. Imagining crossing the finish line and seeing 3:xx instead of 4:xx. I only need to make 4:00 or less to qualify for Boston. Not that I'm saying I'm going to run Boston if I DO qualify, but I would like to say I DO qualify. I would also just like to break 4. For me. I feel like I've trained better this time and am more focused on that goal.

SO. I will let ya know!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Little Sister

Conversation between my little sister Chloe and I: (Big Brothers/Big Sisters Organization)

C: How old are you?

K: Older than your mom.

C: 'Cause my friends asked, is she 50?

K: (laughing) um no.....Chloe, I'm not that old. I'm 47.

C: Maybe it's because of your wrinkles.

K: (laughing a little more, but feeling suddenly like a dinosaur) My wrinkles??

C: Yeah, but that's okay. Just put some cream on them.

K: Cream??

C: Or guacomole.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Friday, November 4, 2011


Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.

Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.

But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down
You're on to me, on to me, and all over...
Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.