tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29094609875679186412024-03-13T03:43:01.263-07:00Urban DevelopmentA never ending love story about a girl, her dog and a trail.Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.comBlogger301125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-71197817700011906382023-02-26T14:00:00.001-08:002023-02-26T14:00:43.797-08:00juliamurban keeping , hi<div id="__MailbirdStyleContent" style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Arial;color: #000000;text-align: left" dir="ltr"> Juliamurban https://bit.ly/3KCqGVm <br><br>Julia Urban</div> <div><br></div><div><br></div></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-33762298838060918792022-09-05T06:59:00.000-07:002022-09-05T07:30:07.063-07:00juliamurban keeping hello<div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'>Juliamurban<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><a href="https://bit.ly/3BaYnrY">https://www.google.com/search?q=juliamurban.keeping@blogger.com</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'>Julia<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.2pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-41976911921024943172022-02-06T04:08:00.001-08:002022-02-06T04:08:56.457-08:00<div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'>Juliamurban<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><a href="https://bit.ly/3ouaOZs">https://bit.ly/3ouaOZs</a><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'>Julia<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class=MsoNormal><span lang=EN-US style='font-size:12.3pt;font-family:Tahoma'><o:p> </o:p></span></p></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-50627156280748496512020-05-31T11:54:00.000-07:002020-05-31T11:48:52.027-07:00<div> Juliamurban</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>http://tinyurl.com/yb9jx82f</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Julia Urban</div><div><br></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-50161595754152344032020-05-05T12:40:00.000-07:002020-05-05T12:35:24.395-07:00<div dir="auto" style="direction: ltr; margin: 0; padding: 0; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; color: black; "> Juliamurban http://tinyurl.com/y82teolu <br><br>Julia Urban </div> Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-12821606085157247732018-06-09T03:15:00.001-07:002018-06-09T03:15:51.423-07:00rememberGreetings Juliamurban <a href="https://goo.gl/DJjcr8">https://goo.gl/DJjcr8</a> JuliaJuliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-37770603264846106902015-09-08T20:03:00.003-07:002015-09-08T20:03:59.596-07:00Post TitlePost Title, because it seems like this sort of thing should have one of those.<br />
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ANYWHOOO...talk about a hiatus? <br />
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Over the last two to three years, I have been putting together my life in an intricate jig saw puzzle in front of a box fan in the rain. What I mean by that, is yeah things got crazy. I took on a bigger, tougher job. My job title has changed six times in the last two years in an ever evolving industry while attempting a full time student status to finalize a third undergraduate degree. I have juggled case loads, studies, patients, home life, loving my pup, religion, friends and family, travel and school.<br />
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Yes, I am crazy. I have committee after committee, board meetings, staff meetings, team building, Bible study, family dinner, giant admissions, long runs and trips to the market. I love it all though, and would not change a second of the last three years for nothing. Sh*ts been real, I've cried more stress tears, I've had more anxiety ridden dreams and I've failed a lot. Yet, I have grown each and every day. <br />
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But since it has been so long, and I'm pretty sure I don't have any followers anymore, allow me to reintroduce my reinvented self.<br />
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My name is Julia, I am 27. I am a wife, and intentionally childless. Logan, Goliath and my family are the loves of my life. Science, specifically pharmaceutical research is my industry. My current pursuit is a degree in Molecular Biosciences at the University of Kansas. Many of you are wondering, and yes I am a FOREVER student. I will never not be enrolled.<br />
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Why blog again? I noticed something over the last year or so-and it's that I don't have this outlet. I lost my reinforcement. My semi-regularly regurgitation of my progress, of my sins and of my life. Goliath is seven now, and I always thought how amazing it would be to have all our adventures documented together. But as my planner packed, our adventures decreased. <br />
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I can read back through this blog, and kinda laugh at myself for being a little weird-and thinking maybe more people read this than really did, but I liked who I was when I was writing this. It gave me insight on me, despite it's topics circulating around health and fitness. <br />
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I cannot be sure if I want to blog about health and fitness any longer, as it's no longer an overwhelming sized wedge in my pie chart of a life, but I can be sure that I want to write again. Unfortunately, I am at my heaviest weight ever-all excuses aside, I've indulged and I've had fun. There may not have been time to run, but there was always time for "just one beer..."<br />
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All cards on the table, losing weight is yet again on my stairway-to-heaven long list of To Do's. As if "Lose 35 lbs" is something I could check off in a day. <br />
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Do you know how annoying it is to not cross off a To-Do list item every day? Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-2256161559184736192013-05-01T11:50:00.000-07:002013-05-01T11:50:15.263-07:00Carried Away<div style="text-align: center;">
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But for real though, it is. It's that time of year when everything is happening, and I gotta buckle down and focus on...well everything. </div>
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So here's what my calendar looks like for the next few days:</div>
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Tomorrow: Dodgeball Tournament and 5k Coordinator Duties</div>
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Friday, 03MAY: Dodgeball tournament</div>
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Saturday, 04MAY: Corporate Challenge 5k</div>
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Sunday, 05MAY: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">My baby wittle sister is home!!!</span></div>
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Friday, 10MAY: Classes Stop Day </div>
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Saturday, 11MAY: ScoutChallenge Half Marathon</div>
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Friday, 17MAY: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">FINALS</span></div>
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Saturday, 18MAY: Corporate Challenge Half Marathon and Volleyball Tournament</div>
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ok, that's as far as I'm gonna go because it's starting to give me anxiety. </div>
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Frankly, I am really excited about the fun busy stuff it's icky busy stuff I left out that worries me. </div>
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Training for the half marathons while body building is proving to be a difficult task. It's all the pursuit of a leaner hot bod, so at the end of the day it's worth it. </div>
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Monday, I went running with my bff Stevi, who swore she'd never run and is now signed up for TWO 5ks and ran 3 miles with me on her first day out. <b>Some people are just naturals</b>. Not me though, I spent months gasping for air trying to make it a block without stopping. I always get so excited when someone close to me starts running, and racing. It's such a huge part of my life and being able to share it with people in my close circle is amazing. Can't wait for our next run, I'm secretly just going to train her for a half marathon-she'll never know! JK Stevi, I won't....but maybe...just think about it....</div>
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I was spent. I worked out with Logan and Bob, and it's intimidating working out with dudes who can naturally lift heavy. Pushing heavy weight isn't something natural to me, so it takes a lot and I am competitive so you can imagine what it looked like....</div>
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Yesterday, I did a late night chest day with Marysol. So from one of my favorite days to my least favorite. I have no chest muscles....whatsoever. Chest day is brutal for me. It's uncomfortable. I have no motivation. I very rarely feel like I am targeting correctly. It's just hard. Nevertheless, we did it.</div>
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My goals for this week have been to cut out sugar again (after Chicago I was fully back into), eat more greens and get in more cardio. </div>
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With another run planned tonight, and two servings of greens today I'm on track. Also, no sugar since Sunday so win. </div>
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I even bought a cupcake and gave it away. Weird right?</div>
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So I got very little sleep, ate a million rich foods, drank my weight in beer and did not exercise. So the epitome of fitness and wellness. I ate a lot of sugar and carbs, and am feeling it today. </div>
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All those things combined make for one of the best weekends, but also may have set my goals back a few weeks. But it was <b><u>WORTH IT</u></b>. I totally believe to live and experience life, and my pursuit for fitness and a super hot lean bod doesn't need to prevent me from enjoying important things in life. </div>
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I can physically feel myself being set back by two days of indulgences, but what about one meal a week or even one whole day a week? I have mixed feelings about "cheat" meals/days. I work very very hard to build a calorie deficit, and I struggle with binge eating. <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> So what benefit is there to a cheat day? </span></i></div>
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The way I want to indulge, a cheat meal could set me back an entire week's worth of calorie deficit. I really am on the fence with this diet practice. Yeah yeah, yeah I am not on a diet or whatever, and I'm just out living a healthier life. No, I'm not really following a strict program like paleo or WW but I do have personal guidelines. So a cheat meal for me would be something outside of my normal foods. </div>
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So my biggest question is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Is it worth it?</span></div>
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In many ways, I think so. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">Sometimes the cheat meal is a reminder of why you don't eat that way regularly. Sometimes the cheat meal prevents a long term binge. Sometimes the cheat meal gives you just what you're craving. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Sometimes the cheat meal sends me into a spiral. Sometimes a cheat meal will turn into a few cheat days. Sometimes a cheat meal will cause more cravings. Sometimes a cheat meal will lead to feelings of worthlessness, guilt and shame. </span></div>
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<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">My conclusion is this: It depends on the meal for me</span></i></b>. My many many cheats meals tell me that the big burger or pizza cheat meals are worth it, these meals don't lead to the negatives listed above. It's the cake and ice cream cheats that accumulate the cons. At the very least in the cheats like burgers, pizza, BBQ I am still getting protein and sometimes complex carbs. In the sweets, I am getting literally zero nutrition. </div>
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Which sucks because I love sugar. I have a sugar problem.</div>
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Today was a full body day at the gym</div>
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That training session really kicked my trash. I have been spent the rest of the day. But now I am watching Point Break with my three best friends, and debating sleep. </div>
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So here's where I have been the past few days...</div>
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So from Thursday until Saturday this is how things went down...<br />
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Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-66937076331017575982013-04-24T20:17:00.001-07:002013-04-24T20:17:13.444-07:00A Little Bit's Enough<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;">Ok, so I didn't update last night and I'll tell you why...</span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">I was three sheets to the wind.</span></i><br />
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Let me also add, I had been with family grieving the loss of my Aunt Cele who honestly was one of the biggest BAs who ever graced this earth. This isn't an exaggeration at her funeral we talked about her getting arrested and put in jail and still throwing one kick butt dinner party in the same night, hundreds of people mourned and celebrated her life. <br />
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In accordance with my Irish family, I celebrated at the Irish wake a little too much. I had the presence of mind to eat a decent dinner, but I am human and in the pursuit of my healthy and fit lifestyle I have not totally gone the way of prohibition. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"> I love booze. </span> Specifically wine. <br />
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So in reality, the party scene doesn't mesh with with the gym scene-and my waist line is the proof. There are a lot of reasons why but in my experience there are two reasons-</div>
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1)<b>drinking</b>, let a lone heavily automatically<b> increases your caloric intake</b> albeit with the booze and the subsequent poor food choices</div>
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2)The hangover. <b>The hangover leads to another day of poor decision making</b> because you hate life, you regret that last glass of pinot and the only thing to ease the pain of whatever it was you said to whoever it was is a big-fat-bacon-cheeseburger and fries. </div>
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Now, I don't want ya'll to think I am a lush but I do imbibe and yes, hangovers mean you probably took things a little too far.<br />
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However, I have found in my not-so limited experience the following tips to avoid these aforementioned pitfalls and to create a tumultuous marriage between losin' and boozin':<br />
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-Whilst drinking eat yo' greens. Sounds weird, but if I order green food I might not want it at first but at the end of the day I'll start eating whatever is in front of me. Make it greens. </div>
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-Now to the hangover part...Drink 32 ounces of water immediately, cook bacon, eat a whole wheat bagel with a banana and finish it off with some coffee</div>
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-Take your supplements, especially your B-vitamins</div>
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-Sweat. Don't skip your work out. It will suck, but I promise you within 15 minutes you'll feel better. Some of my best work outs and been on my worst days.</div>
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-If I drink a lot of wine, my allergies are usually way worse because of the sulfamides in the wine so I always take fexofenadine the next day. </div>
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-Don't avoid your routine.</div>
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Anywayyyy, losing family is uncomfortable, and sad. I looked like death warmed up after seven solid hours of grieving with family. Nothing feels as comforting as this little wet nose nagging me to get up and face the day.<br />
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So nope, no work outs for me today or yesterday-it's actually a crazy week, I leave for Chicago tomorrow but more on that later...<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;">LET ME GET ONE THANG STRAIGHT...</span></div>
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<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Yes, I have been ignoring this blog. </span></b></i><br />
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And I coullllldddd write out a huge long post about where the last year has gone, what I did with my life and why I stopped blogging but all you really need to know are the following three things:<br />
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1. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Goliath still rocks</span>, he's <b>FOUR</b> now which is basically like a FRICKIN Adult who can like make their own decisions, and stay up all night if they wanted to-but he doesn't because why? <b><i><u>He still rocks.</u></i></b> As in he still clocks 3 minute miles on his rest day, and likes to sleep till noon because he can. Don't let your jealousy overwhelm you.<br />
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2. I ran my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">20th Half Marathon</span> last Saturday at Rock The Parkway. So on to the next one right? RIGHT. <b><i><u>I am running 50 by my 30th birthday son</u></i></b>, so I gotta do work. That's at least SIX half marathons a year. So goals are cool right?<br />
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3. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">Wait what was the third thing</span>? I totally forgot from the time I started the second paragraph to now. The point is, this blog is still about my awesome dog G who loves to run and the asthmatic he tugs for miles. <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">So where did I leave off?</span></div>
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Yesterday, was heavy leg day. So today has turned into a rest day, since me and my hoodrat Mary went so hard yesterday.<br />
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Wide Leg Sumo Squat 4 Sets of 10, plus burn out</div>
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All in All it was an hour work out that torched like 600 calories with zero cardio. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">My butt hurts today</span>. Mary and I walked around like stiff <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><b>zombies</b></span> whilst shopping today. My husband is tore up from his leg day, he makes awkward uncomfortable noises every time he moves. I mean I am still sore from back and biceps we did earlier, oh and shoulders...just everything really hurts. That's how you know it's working right?<br />
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Obviously, lifting is a pretty new routine to the bloggy-woggy. It's pretty new to me, I have been weight training with my girl Mary since the end of Feb, and it's been monstrous for my running. I really love shedding mileage time with pure strength and not spending hours doing speed training. <br />
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Also, it's a wonderful change of pace. I have a <i>permanent love affair with long distance running</i> but my body is beyond use to it-and if I am ever going to look in the mirror and not nit-pick this is the way I am going to get there. <br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I have been at my goal weight now for almost two years</span></b>. That's weird to even type out, like is it still called goal weight when you have maintained for that long? I don't think I can when I set new goals. But the point is, it's been two years since I have felt like I have made forward progress, it's time to make <u><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">PROGRESS</span></b></i></u>.<br />
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About those goals, <u>I am using new and old tools now-</u><br />
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I have ditched my trusty Weight Watchers, I will always love you-it just isn't right for me anymore. I eat far too much. <b>My Fitness Pal</b> has got me, even though I feel like it's really judgmental sometimes. </div>
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I am back on <b>Nike+</b> because let's get real, who doesn't love hearing Tim Teabow congratulate you after a long run? My garmin is still getting lots of love though.</div>
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<b>I am working out with my husband now.</b> Well, we go to the gym together now. He works out with Beefy Bob, spouse of my wittle beefcake Mary. Yes, we all work out together. We are like this super power lifting family. It's obnoxious how cool we are, so don't even try to understand it. <br />
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<i>That's about it for now, Goliath is telling me it's time for bed. </i></div>
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<br />Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-81674374381892597982012-12-01T17:21:00.004-08:002012-12-01T17:21:48.534-08:00Starting OverStarting over is always hard to do.<br />
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See you guys tomorrow!!Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-9690503598624156052012-06-19T19:29:00.001-07:002012-06-19T19:29:44.236-07:00A Temporary Escape<div style="text-align: center;">
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I am such an advocate for moderation. Which is hilarious because I can't seem to moderate my habits long term. For instance, I can be the apex of health one week and the next give myself a coronary eating burgers and beer. Right now, I happen to be on the up swing. Self control is at a maximum, I am killing my work outs, getting sleep and the list goes on...</div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;">The thing is, I can't help but wonder how long this will last?</span></i> Sad that I know my motivation has an expiration date. It only takes one night out, or one party or heck one bad hair day to send me off into a tail spin.It just so happens that right now I am so dissatisfied with myself that I am kicking booties and forgetting names.</div>
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Because, I am a broke student the current focus is exercise because I don't have the means to buy the optimal foods. So my diet is kinda whacky right now, as I am<b> literally just eating whatever I can get my hands on</b>. Going without so you can pay for school is cool guys, you wish you could do it. Don't worry though, I at least have coffee and colleagues that care enough to feed me when I am look depleted and on the verge of syncope. </div>
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Like I mentioned yesterday, not having a specific training goal is feeling reallll nice for me mentally. </div>
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So today, I swam some laps at the pool...ouch...and then ran four miles....ouch...it was hot. And windy? How horrible. It was over 90 degrees with a super heavy head wind, so it kept me cool but it was difficult to run into.</div>
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Ya'll have heard all the excuses before, so I'm just gonna skip it and jump back to where we left offf.....</div>
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So quick recap of the last few month since my Kansas Half Marathon recap:</div>
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-Finished three more half marathons since then: Running with the Cows, Kansas City Corporate Challenge, and Hospital Hill</div>
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-Tried to jumble a training schedule, and work and school and well everything</div>
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-Ate some good food, mostly candy</div>
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Thaaaaat's about it.....why do I blog again? I am relatively uneventful, yet somehow I can always find a way to fill the page with words. I'm mouthy like that I guess.</div>
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I have been thinking about doing a reformat, reorganizing and just generally redoing the blog. Like new name and everything, but while the creative juices flow we shall stick to The Bosky Blog, a punny blog that no one fully understands.</div>
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Anyway, on to the important things. I am not registered for any more races this year, well long ones that will require extensive training or maintenance. Which really excites me because now, I feel like I can focus on different goals. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">Like getting to my goal weight, building some muskles, getting faster and giving my knee a chance to heal.</span></b> So next year when I go to attempt six half marathons in five months, I won't feel totally terrible about myself and lack of progress.</div>
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There's such a thing as tangible progress and intangible progress. Quite honestly, if I have made any progress in the last year it's completely intangible, and I am unable to recognize it. Ya'll might think I am too hard on myself, but the second I give myself a break I get stagnant and placid....and end up with a year of zip, oh like last year!</div>
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I need to focus, and werk. It's like wicked hard to start, but I got out there today in 100 degree heat and hit the trail with my pooch. We hit the hills, did some strength training moves and worked up a decent sweat. The best feeling in the world right now is just being able to get out there, with no pressure. <i><b>I can relax and get the benefit of my run without stressing myself out about pace and my upcoming PR goal.</b></i></div>
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This Post Brought to You By: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fefu8tca4EY&ob=av2n" target="_blank">"Time is Love" Josh Turner</a></div>
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Holy Moly, I hate the new blogger set up.</div>
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I'm sure it rolled out like a long time ago, and I just haven't been on since then. I fail....like mega fail.</div>
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ANYWAY, I need to recap the Kansas Half Marathon which was....ummm...April, 22nd? Yeah....that sounds right. Because I ran RTP on the 14th and it was a week later....</div>
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YEAH, you read that correctly, I did two half marathons in two weeks. Like what what? I know there are people out there who do like full marathons back to back, but honestly that sounds absolutely horrific to me...and 2 halves in 2 weeks was a lot physically on my weakling body.</div>
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Sunday, the 22nd was the Kanas Half Marathon in Lawrence, KS, a week and a day after the Rock the Parkway half marathon. A week and a day after I ran into so many fueling and knee problems, and struggling to finish 20 minutes over my goal time. So I was mentally prepping myself more than anything. </div>
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I wasn't quite sure how my running schedule should be the week in between races, so I did a bunch of cross training and kept my mileage moderately and increased my speed. I invested in Cliff Shot Blocks for the race to avoid my fueling issues, but I did fail to eat. Except some small cookie thing that was in my packet. </div>
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I met my Marathoning Mate Megan before the start, and we decided it would be best to use the porties before the gun time, but the lines were SO LONG. It was determined that it was best to just start late, so we waited and waited and waited. We were running to the start when the gun went off, and ultimately lined up with the correct pace group and started on time....but it was close enough to give me anxiety.</div>
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Right off the bat, I felt great. No knee pain, I had energy and didn't feel dehydrated. The only complaint I had was the wind was pretty strong. The first five miles kind of flew by, except for a climb that I have climbed many times in the past. </div>
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We ran up Daisy Hill, on KU's campus. It's the hill where all of the dormitories overlook campus, it's a fairly steep incline and stretches for what seems like forever. I lived atop that hill for a year. Do you EVER think I ran it ONCE? Nope. Never even dreamed of it. I walked it several times, but I thought it would kill me. Most of the time, I hopped the bus and had it drop me off in front of the cafeteria. Where I ate myself the cliche 15lbs heavier.</div>
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My only complaint about this race is that there are over a thousand runners, and we run on SIDEWALKS....so basically the lead runners can get slowed down by gobs of runners getting through aid stations or passing each other. Or high fiving them...which is what I did. So maybe it's a toss up, I really enjoyed high fiving all the lead runners, and cheering them on very personally. But wow, does it make you feel slow.</div>
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The biggest problem I had with the sidewalk cluster is that whatever pack you were in when you got it, was the pack you were stuck in, because trying to pass people was impossible especially as you approach mile 7 because you turn loop around and switch directions. So the sidewalk is split in two directions with runners, one pack still hitting the front miles and the other pack on their way back to the finish. </div>
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I ended up getting a wicked bad chub rub around mile 7 also, and it was gnarly. I think because of the wind, my legs couldn't warm up and they weren't sweating like they normally do, which is gross but prevents the chaff. I had to stop to ask a pacer for something to alleviate the pain. </div>
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<br /></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-68107539833764417362012-04-18T14:05:00.000-07:002012-04-18T14:05:07.063-07:00Race Recap: Rock the Parkway Half Marathon<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">And man, am I still tired?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It may have been the two day expo that I worked for the race or it may have been the actual 13.1 miles,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but I was pooped. I'm still pooped...and it's Wednesday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was really excited about this race, because it kicks off the Heartland 39.3 Series and my company PRA decided to be one of the sponsors, so unlike most races I had a gaggle of family and friends there running also. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My goal for this race was to run it in under 2 hours. Thinking that a sub 2-hour half would get the ball rolling for the spring in a big way. I have been training relentlessly, and it was attainable.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My long-distance-long-distance Running Love!! Pre-Race.<br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">The Race started at 7:30, and it was kind of hectic. As usual, I had planned on getting there earlier and it just didn't happen, so I ended up getting pretty stressed out. Also, large groups of people are kind of annoying to me-a terrible phobia for someone who's addicted to road races. <i>I was suppose to have baller status parking, and we couldn't find the lot and we ended up trying to walk to the start and my shoes got all wet, and I whined a lot about it.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway long story short, Megan and I got separated at the start but I met my dear friend Mary, who was running her first (!!!) half marathon. The race was off and the humidity was really thick. I hate it when you sweat, and it doesn't go anywhere, it just stays on your skin. Sitting there...all wet...and hot. GRossss.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1093.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I decided to try and line up with a pace group, but turns out I am also not a fan of those. People get really weird about trying to stay near the pacer. There were runners who were doing everything short of throwing elbows to get people out of their way. It was really crammed and made me feel really anxious. So I drew back and slowed so they could pass.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The first few miles were easy peasy, nice and slow but I still felt like I was going too fast. By like mile 4, I started to notice that I was turning over my left foot in an odd way. Like my shoe wasn't tied right or, the unlevel road was making me strike funny? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1088.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Around Mile 6, I noticed a familiar pain in my left knee. No doubt from the odd strike pattern in my left foot. I started to get really discouraged. I started to think about not finishing the KC Marathon, and how crappy that felt. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Around Mile 7, I slowed myself waaaay down</b>. I was exhausted, pretty much out of gas and starving. I didn't eat or drink anything before the race, and only water so far during. I am struggling with GI issues while running, and want to find a happy medium. I switched to gatorade mid-race hoping that would help.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-619.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">For the rest of the race, my pace was slower than anticipated and I knew I wasn't going to hit my goal. I was pretty defeated, there's nothing like forcing yourself to finish when what you wanted to achieve is out of the question. But running a half marathon is an achievement in itself, so I should be proud each and every time. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I finished with a smile on my face, and that felt awkward. Physically I could have done more, I just didn't have it in my knee or my energy to get the job done. <span style="color: red;"> I ended up finishing 20 minutes over my goal. </span>Ouch.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1178.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The course is beautiful. Of course I am going to say it's an amazing race :) I will be back. Hopefully faster.</div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-87177675099441667022012-04-02T13:39:00.000-07:002012-04-02T13:39:56.372-07:00Race ReCap: Brew to Brew 44 Mile Relay<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQpgle1ITIc/T3oEKhILlmI/AAAAAAAABrU/puvy-JB221s/s1600/903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQpgle1ITIc/T3oEKhILlmI/AAAAAAAABrU/puvy-JB221s/s640/903.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what what</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday, myself along with a good friend and six new ones ran KC's Brew to Brew Relay.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brew to Brew is a 44 mile relay race from Kansas City's Boulevard Brewing Company to Lawrence, Kansas's Free State Brewing Company. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;">44 Miles</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;">10 Legs</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;">8 runners</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;">Lots of beer</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We started at 06:30, and by we I mean Mark, our first runner. Never the less, I still had to be up at 04:30. Rough....seriously rough, especially when you were up until midnight because of the KU game.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PM2rGqQxgc0/T3oMslCxREI/AAAAAAAABrk/K_c6ct08HjA/s1600/RUN_0137_s_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PM2rGqQxgc0/T3oMslCxREI/AAAAAAAABrk/K_c6ct08HjA/s400/RUN_0137_s_jpg.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't drink coffee because I thought for sure I would nap in the car as we drove through the exchanges. That's a newb mistake. Silly, silly. The car ride from exchange to exchange was where all the fun was at:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Blaring Meatloaf, Justin Bieber and others</div><div style="text-align: center;">Squirting water guns</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cheering on the runners</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had legs 9 & 10, so yeah, I had to wait all day and build the excitement and anticipation.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">By the time it was my turn to run it was about noon, almost 90 degrees and pretty darn humid. I was really stoked to run, so I took off pretty quick but also quickly slowed myself. Leg 9 was pretty wicked. Long hills, just constant up and down. I do enough hill training that it wasn't so bad, but it's pretty discouraging when you see EVERYONE walking up a hill a half mile ahead of you. Also it was on gravel, I hate running on gravel. It kinda sucked. But leg 9 whirred by, it was 4.2 miles.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQq_Tlz0A1U/T3oNSeE5xTI/AAAAAAAABr0/oMl1vGDRT4w/s1600/team2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQq_Tlz0A1U/T3oNSeE5xTI/AAAAAAAABr0/oMl1vGDRT4w/s320/team2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leg 10 is where things got a little frustrating. I arrived at the exchange point, grabbed some water. I couldn't see where to go next, so I asked some guy and he said "yeah, just keep going!" so I took off. I was pretty exhausted. I am just trucking along, it was weird that there wasn't anyone ahead of me, but I shrugged it off. Finally, I heard someone yelling "hey...hey!!" It was a paramedic on a bike, who told me I was going the wrong way and that the guy who told me to go this way was joking. AWESOME!! I had ran a mile and a half in the wrong direction. I turned around and went back, adding three miles on to this leg. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">yeah! One of the legs has a boat crossing! </td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was livid. By the time I got back on track, I was along a levee's small gravel trail in full sun. My first leg went by so quickly because the length wasn't visible, but on the levee I could see for miles. And miles down the levee relayers were still running. It was kind of daunting. I had no gauge as to how far I needed to go because I had ran three miles already and my head was spinning from heat and dehydration. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yDFqDLRArc/T3oNgjREKxI/AAAAAAAABsE/VcOiEo-hcTo/s1600/557629_10100489215929321_17023331_47486936_552529985_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--yDFqDLRArc/T3oNgjREKxI/AAAAAAAABsE/VcOiEo-hcTo/s320/557629_10100489215929321_17023331_47486936_552529985_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I asked several runners how much was left and everyone said "oh about two miles..." well I heard that like six different times for 10 minutes. Longest 2 miles of my life. I stopped sweating in those "2 miles" and got chills. It was pretty miserable. <b>Leg 10 was suppose to be 4.7 miles, but I ran 7.8.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyOpfg_Rr7g/T3oNlPKT4CI/AAAAAAAABsM/IxO5_nBdVFY/s1600/team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jyOpfg_Rr7g/T3oNlPKT4CI/AAAAAAAABsM/IxO5_nBdVFY/s320/team.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Finishing was the best feeling in the world, but I was super intensely mad about the three extra miles I ran. Ya'll know I love to run, but there's something to say about being mentally prepared. When you think you're gonna run 9 miles, you mentally gear up for that. If you feel good enough to run more that's great, but that's probably not gonna happen when it's 90 degrees and the sun is in full force.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's me in the back at the finish, notice the look of despair on my face</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">Team Life Equals finished in just under 8 hours. Not bad for running extra miles in the heat and sun! I ran my legs in just under 2 hours, 12 miles...so not too bad!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-borocvO5L4k/T3oN4QcwjfI/AAAAAAAABsc/UM9WXzMTH6k/s1600/562578_3001375075622_1299660001_32691979_775137961_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-borocvO5L4k/T3oN4QcwjfI/AAAAAAAABsc/UM9WXzMTH6k/s400/562578_3001375075622_1299660001_32691979_775137961_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This was my first relay race, and I am definitely wanting to do more!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08JOUwAlG_M/T3oOBKL8c9I/AAAAAAAABsk/7CDboKB81-0/s1600/DSC01082_s_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08JOUwAlG_M/T3oOBKL8c9I/AAAAAAAABsk/7CDboKB81-0/s400/DSC01082_s_jpg.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNTuvZC9QHg/T3oOCpoPGAI/AAAAAAAABss/m9ajOpfFF2o/s1600/DSC01083_s_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNTuvZC9QHg/T3oOCpoPGAI/AAAAAAAABss/m9ajOpfFF2o/s400/DSC01083_s_jpg.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Finish line photos are the best.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Have you ever ran a relay race?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">What was the distance of your leg(s)?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Do you want to do one again?</span></b></i></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-64832118568861802472012-03-13T18:47:00.001-07:002012-03-13T18:53:53.782-07:00Knock, Knock<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">Boom!</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2020.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Alright, so in case you missed it I am in the midst of training for some Bomb-Booty-Bustin' Halfaronis, relay and triathalon. My schedule goes like this:</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;">April 1st: <a href="http://brewtobrew.com/race-information/" target="_blank">Brew to Brew 44.4 Mile Relay</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">April14th: R<a href="http://www.sportkc.org/sportkc.aspx?pgID=866&event_id=638" target="_blank">ock the Parkway Half Marathon</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">April 22nd: <a href="http://www.sportkc.org/sportkc.aspx?pgID=866&event_id=638" target="_blank">Kansas Half Marathon</a><br />
April 29th: <a href="http://www.trolleyrun.org/" target="_blank">Trolley Run, 4 Mile Race</a> (4 year Race-A-Versary!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">May 12: <a href="http://www.sportkc.org/sportkc.aspx?pgID=866&event_id=638" target="_blank">Running With the Cows Half Marathon</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">May 19th: <a href="http://www.kccorporatechallenge.com/corporatechallenge.aspx?pgID=883" target="_blank">Kansas City Corporate Challenge Half Marathon</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">June 2nd: <a href="http://www.hospitalhillrun.com/" target="_blank">Hospital Hill Half Marathon</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">June 17th: <a href="http://www.kccorporatechallenge.com/corporatechallenge.aspx?pgID=883" target="_blank">Kansas City Corproate Challenge Triathalon</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Allllssssoooooo, I am planning on:</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">April 30th-May5th: Beach Vacay-haaayooo</div><div style="text-align: center;">May 19th: <a href="http://www.kccorporatechallenge.com/corporatechallenge.aspx?pgID=883" target="_blank">KCCC Volleyball Tournament</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">June 1: <a href="http://www.kccorporatechallenge.com/corporatechallenge.aspx?pgID=883" target="_blank">KCCC Dodge Ball Competition</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yeah, it's gonna be a busy spring and I am already tired thinking about it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">All that craziness aside, lemme introduce my new trail:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: x-large;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2023.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: x-large;">ok, right?? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeaaah....it's much better that that old rags place by the train tracks and<i><b><u> it's longer than 3 miles</u></b></i>, so it automatically wins!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u><b>My list of necessities for a trail:</b></u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1.<b> Long</b>: check</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2. <b>Near Fresh Water:</b> check</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">3. <b>Granola-earthy-hippie-back-to-naturey:</b> check</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">4. <b>Mile markers:</b> check</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">5. <b>Terrain</b>: double check, this Biatch is a hill-BEAST.<i><span style="color: red;"> LOVE IT!</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-294.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-294.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Only draw back is that it's not within running distance, well I mean it is, but by the time I got there I'd be ready to turn around.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1896.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1098.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">G and I ran 7 miles on Monday, and it was gorgeous. <b><span style="color: #38761d;">I am so excited for Spring, when everything is green </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After, that longish run I was depleted of nutrient and required sustenance quick:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2129.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a wrap I swear...not a salad with <b><span style="color: #bf9000;">mustard</span></b> as dressing. Although, I am obsessed enough with mustard I might attempt that at some point.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">What do you look for in a running locale?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Do you have any spring races?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">What's your fav post-run eat?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This Post Brought to You By: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bMmhKz6KXg" target="_blank">"Knock, Knock" - Mac Miller</a></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-13769076983852563992012-03-11T11:09:00.000-07:002012-03-11T11:09:26.211-07:00Zomg! WE MISS YOU!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/uCx_LsiWvgE/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCx_LsiWvgE?version=3&f=user_uploads&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCx_LsiWvgE?version=3&f=user_uploads&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are back! And we are never leaving you again!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After a long hiatus, I am ready to comit to the blogaroo again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Love&Peanut butter,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Julia and G-Bonez</div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-61511088408565867452012-01-22T04:59:00.000-08:002012-01-22T05:13:00.256-08:00Topeka to Auburn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lIs1wivNs1c/TxwIEjXUtJI/AAAAAAAABos/8TCABlBtjho/s1600/TopekatoAuburn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lIs1wivNs1c/TxwIEjXUtJI/AAAAAAAABos/8TCABlBtjho/s400/TopekatoAuburn.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-82617122579396976862012-01-08T07:33:00.000-08:002012-01-08T07:33:53.654-08:00MMMMM<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Hey friends!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Sorry, it's been a while. I needed some time to evaluate things and get unplugged and rejuvenated.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">In that time, I thought seriously about shutting the bloggie down for a while so I could focus. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">But I missed it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">So TBB stays, and I will keep updating. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Hello, 2012. I love fresh years.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-63984344860271902192011-12-21T16:49:00.000-08:002011-12-21T16:49:30.597-08:00My Chest to the Sun<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">I am HUNGRY!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">When I run in the am, I am hungry all day so that coupled with Weight Watchers which is essentially caloric restriction, I am really hungry. Blugh. At least tonight was sushi night with my love!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011001.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">On the new WW plan, I only get 26 points...which is balls because I roughly eat a bajillion in one sitting. <i>Oh, that's why my jeans are tight? Ohhh ok. </i>And it's weird trying to relearn the whole system again. I was so successful on it in the past, that it kind of cheapens it now. <b><span style="color: #0b5394;"> It's like retaking a CPR class when you were certified a few years ago, okay so yeah they have changed the number of compressions to breaths, but isn't it really generally the same: pump the heart-exhale in air, just like weight watchers: moderate your food and track it. </span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011008.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Weight Watchers, you can finagle your point system all you want make chicken X points on this plan and Y points on that plan and then give me Z points on who's plan? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chicken is chicken, no matter how many points</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">are attached and fat on my ass is fat on my ass no matter how many times I check the mirror. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011017.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The point is this losing weight is hard, keeping up with plans is hard but I figure maybe if I pay for it....I will actually utilizing the tools they give me and make it work for me? Misconception? We will see I guess.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Goliath and I had a swell three miler this morning. My Garmin is dead...like I think really dead this time. So I just ran, and we both really enjoyed it. Not just because we were running, but because we had the freedom and circumstance to....ahhh, thank you winter break. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: red;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011016.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now my shin splints are flarin' so onto the next ouchie right? It was REALLY cold, my whole body was <span style="color: red;"><b>RED</b></span> when I got home but so worth it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: red;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: red;">Today's Food Not Pictured: Fage 0% yogurt, 2 clementines, Coffee, tuna with broccoli and rice and cheese, salad, crab rangoon,sushi, carrots</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Today's Picture:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/21DEC2011014.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>What time of day you prefer to run?</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Have you ever returned to a eating-program after previously being successful?</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This Post Brought to You By: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OnnDqH6Wj8&ob=av3e" target="_blank">"Good Feeling"-Flo Rida</a></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-60908761851988787102011-12-20T18:22:00.000-08:002011-12-20T18:22:33.944-08:00Want to Escape<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>Weather sucks.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>Except if it rocks.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>Think about it.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I really love running...but only outside. The dreadmill is literally the last place you will find me. I would rather get a cavity filled, or eat cod liver or some other terrible task. Honestly, if it came down to the final challenge on Fear Factor was to run on the treadmill for an hour, I would lose out on a large sum of money.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJddko72Xxc/TvFCy-P4e_I/AAAAAAAABok/1bKookAyk00/s1600/december.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="136" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJddko72Xxc/TvFCy-P4e_I/AAAAAAAABok/1bKookAyk00/s640/december.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately for me, according to my training timeline I should run at or about 3 miles today and it's freezing-sleeting rain. Even Goliath doesn't want to be outside, so I did not have much of a choice. 30 minutes of the TM is probably my max. I don't know what it is, I don't know what speed to run at, I don't like not being able to pace myself and the fact that if I want to speed up or slow down I have to press a button and then there's the whole lot of variables the gym throws in like: the millions of things overloading my senses like body odor, perfumes, muscles at every angle, millions of televisions, music. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;">Running at the gym is just not my bag. Running is my zen, it brings me inner peace and running there on a the TM gives me anxiety and phobias and probably a staph infection.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, I begrudgingly pumped out three miles at a whacko pace which turned out to be more like an interval work out. Seriously, is the TM in kilometers or miles? How fast am I going at 8.5?<b><span style="font-size: large;"> Why is it so hard to just put UNITS on the freaking thing??</span></b> seriously...come on...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had a nice refreshing garden salad after and now here I am updating you on my loathing of the dreadmill.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4805.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4803.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><i>Food Today Not Pictured: Coffee, Greek yogurt with strawberries, grapes, grilled chicken breast on the bone, green bean casserole, brownie x 2, salad</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Today's Picture Post Run:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/DSCN4802.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Do you like the treadmill? </span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;">How far can you run on it?</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Do you like fudgy brownies or cakey brownies?</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">This Post Brought to You By: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_aC5xPQ2f4&ob=av2e" target="_blank">"Closer" -Ne-Yo</a></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909460987567918641.post-52812484983050603862011-12-19T16:53:00.000-08:002011-12-19T16:53:54.203-08:00You Got it Girl, There You Go<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"><b>Hello Friends!!!!!!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Ahhh I am so excited to have enough time to breath, think and even update this little thing I call a blog!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Let me just say the past two weeks have been INSANE. Between starting a new job and finals, the transition, training and studying I was totally swamped.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;"><br />
</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1359.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">By the end of it, I was exhausted and my fridge looked like this my laundry looked like this...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-731.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">...and I found myself looking a lot like this most days...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-266.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, finals are over and I am getting acclimated to my new schedule but not for long because next semester I switch to night classes. So I apologize ahead of time for the weird hours I will be keeping come January.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;">Here's a quick update on Goliath and I, and then we jump right back in where we left off:</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-<span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"><b>Goliath is officially three years old</b></span>, but still a puppy and next week we celebrate our three years of familyhood</div><div style="text-align: center;">-My knee was <i><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b>officially diagnosed with a torn medial meniscus</b></span></i>. I was depressed at first, but really the diagnosis didn't change anything, the treatment regime is still the same and I am still allowed to run in moderation and under my Sports Team's supervision</div><div style="text-align: center;">-<b>My new position at work ROCKS!</b> I lurrrv it and we are in the works of kicking off our 2012 wellness program with a bang</div><div style="text-align: center;">-<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">I joined Weight Watchers again</span>. I figured that if my running wasn't going to as regular as it has been due to my knee injury, I needed something to keep my accountable. I seriously can't deal with the scale guilt, and I seriously can't allow myself to get back to where I was three years ago.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">-My sister is back in town!! WEEEE!!! Shannigans!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>So that's about it on my end, and now I leave you with pictures from yesterday's amazing run:</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-1854.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-248.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2262.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/howto_jmt/photo-2211.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>...and don't worry guys, I bought groceries and did my laundry.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br />
</i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>How are you!?!?<br />
Tell me three things about the last two weeks!</i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>What's your favorite running setting: streets, treadmill, trail, other?</i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br />
</i></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Post Brought to You By: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_bMKRArqUo&feature=fvsr" target="_blank">"Make Me Proud"-Drake feat. Nicki Minaj</a></div>Juliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08550347339831571969noreply@blogger.com2