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The Benefits of Chafing….

22 May

As if?!  There are NO benefits to chafing.  Avoid it.


So there’s not too much to report as far as running goes.  I’ve run thrice  (threece?) since my last post:

Friday, May 18th — 7.32 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:35.

Sunday, May 20th — 9.02 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:30.

Today, May 22nd — 2 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:29.

CHALLENGES — Saturday (19th) I noticed a little poison ivy rash on my neck.  Oh no.  Sunday, I noticed it under my boobs, right in the crease.  Yesterday, more rash on my upper back and other horrible spots.  Argh!!  Today, I started really worrying that new outbreaks would continue for another week.  Saturday’s the Bayshore Marathon and I have no plans to back out.  Running while sweating and achy legs with a mix of itching just don’t mix at all.  Since I started sharing my concerns with friends, I was told to go to Urgent Care and get “the shot”.  The shot is a steroid (Solu-medrol) that lots of people have gotten to help with their poison ivy rashes.  The more I thought about it, the more I thought I needed it.  Normally I just choose to itch the shit out myself.  I’m really surprised I haven’t contracted a secondary bacterial infection because I’m awful with the itching.

But let’s consider something that I haven’t admitted to many.  The last time I had a steroid (pill form) a few years back, I had an anxiety attack which I’m pretty sure was linked to the steroid I was taking at the time.   Call me a dip because I don’t care.  I’m ready for an anxiety attack and I have Xanax if one comes.  I want the rash to stop and go away.

I got right in at our local Urgent Care and they gave me the shot in the buttock.  Ouch!  I have tattoos so you’d think I have some high pain tolerance but I do not.  I hate shots just like everyone else.  Anyways, here it is, ten hours later and all of my red itchy patches are flat.  They don’t itch anymore.  I can’t wait to see the progress tomorrow.  AMAZE A BALLS!!!!!

While I was there, I told them I have a cold/sinus thing.  I’ve only had it for 3 days so normally I wouldn’t have said anything but since I was there, they prescribed me a little antibiotic for what appears to be a sinus infection (I know, SUPER BUG).  Who Girl was mad I got the antibiotic.

Between now and Saturday morning, I’m going to drink tons of Airborne and suck on lots of Pink Himalayan Sea Salt.  Why?  Because my mom told me to.  Don’t cross my mom.


My kids constantly ask for things like most kids.  My boys like shoes.  Brucee’s been talking about getting Nike Free’s for a month or so now and I kept telling him to wait.  He’s growing so fast and I really wanted to wait till school started in August before purchasing new ones.  After all, he had a brand new pair of Nikes….I thought.  Unfortunately, he was right and he had actual proof that he needed the shoes.  He said both shoes had holes in them.  Check it…

Poor guy was forced to wear two shoes in this condition.

The last couple of weeks have been tapering weeks and I feel guilty not running my normal mileages.  Today called for a 2 miler.  Huh?  What chu talkin’ bout Hal (Higdon)?  I didn’t feel like running so I was relieved.  I felt like absolute crap (headache, uncontrollable coughing, dry throat, etc, etc, feel sorry for me, etc).  Anywho.  I ran with Who Girl.  Two miles with an average mile/minute 8:29.

Mick, Who and I needed to go to her apartment since today was the last day to do it.  It’s an hour and twenty minutes away and we needed to get her bed, desk, dresser.  We also needed to do some light cleaning too.  All I cared about was going to the restaurant, Twisted Rooster, to chow.

Mick told us a few days ago that he’d do what we asked with retrieving furniture and he’d go to dinner wherever we wanted as long as we didn’t get home, late, like 11pm.  We got home at 11:30pm.  Oops.  I’ve over it.  So dinner, yes, we went to dinner.

My family loves when I ask to take a picture…

Mick looks angry. He’s not. He’s just annoyed.

I ordered the Mesa Chopped Salad…

Light but yummy…

Who Girl ordered the Grouper Sandwich…

w/ Salt and Pepper french fries…

Mick ordered a burger with an egg on it.  Sorry, no picture.


No joke.  This morning, when I was getting ready for work, I was out of sorts (hint…hair in horrible headband and ponytail) because I messed up a simple detail.  Umm, check the earrings.  This was something I should have noticed before I left the house but I didn’t notice until 9am (I start work at 8am).  I showed a couple of people, for “shits and giggles”, and they all replied with, “did you do it on purpose?”  Huh?  Umm…no.

No that’s not a booger in my right nostril — it’s the inside of my nose piercing (just had to point that out). Noticed my lipstick’s a bit crooked too. Who can I blame that on?

In the crappy pic above, can you see a little poison ivy rash on the right side of my neck?  Sorry, it’s just too convenient to take pictures with my Iphone.

Sleep.  I need sleep but it’s not coming.  I’m high on coffee and the other mass of drugs and supplements I took today.


Pizza With A Cauliflower Crust…

19 Nov

I woke up, had some coffee and then decided to hit the road.

At 8:39am, I ran 9.02 miles with an average mile/minute of 8:12.  I listened to my Ipod Shuffle.  It was chilly and I should have worn a hat.  The first five miles were uneventful but then I needed a restroom because I could feel tummy troubles a comin’.   I felt kind of bad for stopping at one our town’s favorite stores and ruining their bathroom.  Oops.

I wanted to spend the day with my mom at her house and it worked out because my kids didn’t have any plans.

My mom’s a character.  She’s got a lot of interest in making bizarre “healthy” things.  She tries to sneak healthy items in your food.  After making something, she’s just dying to ask, “so, did you like that?”.  That’s a huge red flag.   It basically means she has snuck something weird into your food.  It’s no longer surprising when she does it.

Today’s goal was her making a pizza that had a crust made completely with cauliflower (plus some italian spices and fresh garlic).  Yes, that’s strange.  No, there’s no way it could taste good, right?  We razzed her all day about it being a very bad idea.  I was brutal — I told her that she’d be the only one eating it.  She was undeterred and made it anyways.   Once it was it was baked, I was surprised how good it looked?!   And, surprise, surprise, it tasted good too.  The crust of the pizza tasted very much like a normal pizza crust.  Now, I won’t be eating it again anytime soon but my mom pulled it off.

Marla, my little sis, recommended two books that I’ve recently requested from the library — A Stolen Life: A Memoir by Jaycee Lee Dugard and Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me by Mindy Kaling.

So, has anyone watched, The Wild and Wonderful White’s of West Virginia, yet?  I still can’t get over how crazy those people were.