You are supposed read it like Forrest Gump is saying it...anyway...
I guess I should say 'I will be running'. I just signed up for two different 5K runs a week apart. the kicker, one of them is the day after I return from Vegas. Should feel amazing. Maybe I will try not to completely wreck my body while we are there. I'm sure I won't be very successful. I haven't had a drop of alcohol since May 1st so I should be a cheap date.
Memorial Day is the No Excuses 5K. It's in Land Park. I am running with John and Melizzle and possibly Erykah and Angel. Verdict is still out on that one. The last (only) 5K I ran was the Folsom trail run at Negro Bar and it was TOUGH! So many inclines and uneven paths. My ankle was not happy with me when it was over. I still ran it in 35 minutes, but I was doing a lot more cardio back then. All I have been doing lately is boot camp and not a ton of cardio, so we will see how it goes.
On June 6th I am running an all women's 5K put on by Fleet Feet. I am running this one with my friend Ashlee and maybe K-Put. The proceeds benefit WEAVE, which I am a big fan of. The boot camp I have been attending will have a booth out there too, so be sure to stop by if you are going to be there.
Last night our trainer was trying to talk Melizzle and I into training for a half marathon, but that still seems way too ambitious. Today, while registering for the fleet feet race, I found this. The half marathon relay is done in teams of two and each person does exactly half, aka a quarter of a marathon. And it's not until October so we have some time to train. 6.55 miles seems much less scary than 13.1.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
All It Takes is a Bet
JB and I have made a bet. It seems the only way to get him to get back into the shape he was pre-us (prius?) is to make a bet with him. In the past, when he has made bets with coworkers or other friends, he has been able to drop weight like whoa and get in amazing shape. Apparently he just hasn't had that motivation over the last year and a half. So today, we made a bet.
We have talked about taking that next step in our relationship. You know, we moved in together, then bought a house, so there is an obvious progression here. No, we are not talking a wedding or children. Although hopefully the wedding isn't very far off. We are talking about a dog.
JB has been missing Larry since we moved out of Grandma's house, but I just couldn't bear to take the dog away from Rich, and I also couldn't bear the thought of having a dog in our brand new house. So, Larry stayed behind. JB misses him greatly, and in the few short months I lived there, I became pretty attached, but it is what it is. We don't necessarily want a dog of that size with that much energy either. So we have been mulling over the the breed that will suit us best. We obviously have different ideas of this, so it has been a challenge. But since it's not happening anytime soon, we have some time to decide.
Today we got on the topic of getting back into shape and he explained that he needs a bet of some sort to really get him motivated. Something he really doesn't want to happen so he is motivated to meet the goal. Negative reinforcement, if you will. So I proposed this:
JB has to lose 21 lbs. by August 7th or he gets absolutely no say in what kind of dog we get.
This is important to him because he doesn't want some sissy la la dog that he has to carry around in his satchel (you know, Indiana Jones has one). After I really sold him on this bet, he started walking around the house all pumped up. I am very excited for this, and I know that he will be too once he gets there. It doesn't mean we will be getting a dog right away, but it does mean that if he does not meet the goal set before him, that I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!! BUAHAHAHA!!
Ahem, pardon me.
Whatever I choose will be the final say, shall he not make good on his side of this deal. The beauty of it is, if he does meet his goal, I don't really lose anything. It might just take us longer to decide on a dog. But really, I can't lose. And we already shook on it. Sucker!
We have talked about taking that next step in our relationship. You know, we moved in together, then bought a house, so there is an obvious progression here. No, we are not talking a wedding or children. Although hopefully the wedding isn't very far off. We are talking about a dog.
JB has been missing Larry since we moved out of Grandma's house, but I just couldn't bear to take the dog away from Rich, and I also couldn't bear the thought of having a dog in our brand new house. So, Larry stayed behind. JB misses him greatly, and in the few short months I lived there, I became pretty attached, but it is what it is. We don't necessarily want a dog of that size with that much energy either. So we have been mulling over the the breed that will suit us best. We obviously have different ideas of this, so it has been a challenge. But since it's not happening anytime soon, we have some time to decide.
Today we got on the topic of getting back into shape and he explained that he needs a bet of some sort to really get him motivated. Something he really doesn't want to happen so he is motivated to meet the goal. Negative reinforcement, if you will. So I proposed this:
JB has to lose 21 lbs. by August 7th or he gets absolutely no say in what kind of dog we get.
This is important to him because he doesn't want some sissy la la dog that he has to carry around in his satchel (you know, Indiana Jones has one). After I really sold him on this bet, he started walking around the house all pumped up. I am very excited for this, and I know that he will be too once he gets there. It doesn't mean we will be getting a dog right away, but it does mean that if he does not meet the goal set before him, that I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!! BUAHAHAHA!!
Ahem, pardon me.
Whatever I choose will be the final say, shall he not make good on his side of this deal. The beauty of it is, if he does meet his goal, I don't really lose anything. It might just take us longer to decide on a dog. But really, I can't lose. And we already shook on it. Sucker!
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