I'M NOT OKAY WITH THIS!!!!!

All right guys... here it is... my first post in a while, and I'm telling you right now that it is a doozy...

I HATE THIS!!! ME+Summer (this year) = IN A FIGHT!!

You want to know why? I'll tell you why.... Right Peroneal Tendonitis... yup... that's it folks!

Now, I've complained a little bit about this to friends this summer. I've said that it sucks to not be able to run, but it'll be okay. I've complained about having to swim and not be able to do another kind of work out. Yes, I've complained a little bit. And I admit that I cried when I realized that I can't run the Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon on the 2nd. I go to physical therapy and I swim. I've been optimistic, and just a bit sad, But I've kept it together... until today. (Funny how breakdowns sneak up on you like that)

Driving along, on my way back from Whole Foods (because I've adopted healthy eating for once in my life... go figure), and I've got the sun roof open, I've got a window open, I've got my iPod hooked up... sweet deal. That is until I see a man on the side of the road. He has his shirt off, iPod strapped to his back, headphones on, running shoes on... he's going at a good clip. Now, typically you think to yourself, "man he is hot" (don't deny it, you know you do... if you're a chick, or well, sometimes not) But NO, you know what I thought? I thought that I want nothing more than to strap on my running shoes and iPod, put on a tank top and shorts and go running. 3 miles at a minimum... 6 miles to really make me happy.

I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS!!!!

My hair right now sucks, because of all the chlorine in the pool.
My skin smells like chlorine no matter how many freaking showers I take.
I can't listen to music while I work out.
I don't feel like I've gotten a good workout in MONTHS.
The half marathon that I was so excited about running is this weekend.
People are e-mailing me about races that they are doing that I wanted to do.
The weather right now is PERFECT for running.
I can't even drive by my favorite running store.
... and the clincher... is the extra 5 pounds that seems to now think my body is a permanent residence!

So, right now, I ask for you to pray to the running Gods, God, or whoever and whatever you beleive in for this to pass. I swear that I will not complain about a training run EVER AGAIN. I will strap on my shoes without complaint for all of eternity. I will run EVERY training run that I am supposed to. I will go to boot camp with Julio on Sundays in the winter when I have to get up at 6:00AM and it is at or below zero. I will keep eating right to ensure optimal running health. I will crosstrain. I WILL STRETCH!!! BEFORE AND AFTER I RUN, I SWEAR THAT I WILL STRETCH!!!! Please Please Please, just let me run again... and soon, cause I'm dying here.

Wow... that felt great... thanks for listening... whoever you all are.

"Ain't No Reason" by Brett Dennen... amazing lyrics

Okay, so driving is when I listen to all my music... well most of the time... but yeah, I was going through some music that my friend just gave me and thought that you would all enjoy the lyrics of this song...

Ain't No Reason by Brett Dennen

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it every day

Preachers on the podium speaking of Saints
Prophets on the sidewalk beggin' for change
Old ladies laughin' from the fire escape, cursin' my name.
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a piegeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life workin' for something,
just to have it taken away.

People walk around pushin' back their deaths
Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets
Talkin' bout nothin, not thinkin' bout death,
every little heart beat, every little breath
People walk a tightrope on a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons...
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen,
or a thought or a word or a sentence,

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things that I say,
but I say them anyway.
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do beleive... love will come set me free
I know it will... love will come set me free

Prison walls still standin' tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone,
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul,
Like a law, it's filled with coal, suffocating slow

The wind blows wild, and I may move
But politicians lie, and I am not fooled
You don't need a reason, or a three piece suit to argue the truth,
The air on my skin and the world under my toes,
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes,
Chaos and commotion wherever I go,

Love I try to follow, Love will come set me free,
Love will come set me free
I do beleive, love will come set me free
I know it will, love will come set me free
There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it every day

... Okay, so yeah... think about it!

"A Little Bit Wicked"... I LOVED IT!!

Okay, so I'm in love with vacation, because it means that I can read... and I LOVE to read. Now, one of the latest books that I read was the biography of a 4' 11" AMAZING diva... Kristin Chenoweth. Those of you who don't know who she is... her claims to fame are that she was the original Glinda in Wicked and she played Olive Snook on "Pushing Daisies". Her biography pretty much rocks... so I would like to share with you some of the little snippets from "A Little Bit Wicked".

At the airport... "He takes my tweezers, and I need my tweezers. Why, why, why do they always commandeer my dang tweezers? Let me just say right now and for the record that I, Kristi Dawn Chenoweth, do solemnly swear that I will never hack through a Kevlar door and stab a pilot in the neck with my tweezers. I will never seek, nor have I ever sought, to overthrow the government of the United States of America by force of tweezer." (p. 9)

"My real mom is Junie Smith Chenoweth. Her name is a bright wink to her birthday, the first of June, and she is the best mom in the world. (I'm sorry if you were under the mistaken impression that your mom is the best mom in the world or that there might be moms in Portugal or Wisconsin who come close. That's not the case.)" (p. 12)

On her first love of ballet..."I vaguely remember my first recital. I was a tulip. I had to pee. One of the other tulips did pee. I immediately realized that this was not a good choice." (p. 31)

After fracturing her coccyx... "I no longer do the splits. And I can't tell you how happy I am that it's no longer required of me. The lasting legacy of the Cooter Smash is that I'm the first to know when it's going to rain. That's right. I both sing and predict the weather with my hoo hoo. Mozart, meteorology, plus all the usual stuff. And yet I remain single. 'Splain it to me, Lucy." (p.51)

Finally finishing her Master's degree... "At the time, I figured, Hey, I'm getting the work; what difference does it make? But of couse it makes a lot of difference. I have a master's degree in a classical discipline. That's a little bit of boo yah! in the ol' curriculum vitae, if I do say so myself." (pg. 93)

Go out and read it... and check out her music on iTunes!!!!