Saturday night started out as any other evening out on the town with the ladies.
At some point during the night I had mentioned hat we should keep each other accountable to not make the kissy face that drunk girls are commonly accused (rightfully) of doing. Within a couple of seconds of my suggestion Tiffany deemed that the punishment should be a slap across the cheek. I was still making the face as a deomnstration when my dear friend Staci thought that she should take that very early opportunity to start the night of slapping.
In the middle of the dance floor Staci slapped me across the cheek...I would call it a medium slap. I could feel it, but it did not leave a mark or a sting. My reflexes automatically took over and I returned her slap with a big juicy slapstastic slap. It was so hard that I've been told that you could hear it over the club music that was ringing in our ears. This second and escelated slap caused one of the most ridiculous dance floor giggle-fests that I've ever been a part of (and I've been a member of many giggle fests).
Once we were out of the club, walking to the afterparty, Tiffany convinced me that I deserved another slap due to my unpredictable and uncalled-for follow-up slap,. Shortly after this was mentioned I felt if across my face. Time went into slow motion while my face went one direction and my hair the other. That was a good slap! It left it's mark (not actually).
True story.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
7 miles
Last night Carly and I ran 7 miles...OOOOWWW it was AWESOME!
The run started by heading down 'the hill' through Madison valley. It's a pretty steep decline, so a fun way to start the run...feeling like a super hero (I really need a cape). Then we turned left to head through the arboretum, around Lake Washington Boulevard, across the bridge to the UW and then onto the Burke Gilman trail. Then up a decent incline to the University bridge.
The city was so beautiful while heading over the bridge with the deep purple sky (indigo with a touch of plum) and the twinkling lights of the buildings in the distance. The nice steady decline of the bridge marked the half way point of the run.
Then we started the climb...what a climb it was. Turn onto Shelby St. and see a wicked hill just ahead. The promise was that I was going to keep running...but I never said how fast. After mastering the hill (and by mastering I mean anything better than passing out) we were rewarded with some sprinklers that welcomed us to the park, and then our good friend the water fountain. Oh sweet water fountain how you love me so!
Properly hydrated, we left the park to start the 1 mile slow climb back to the top of 'the hill'. By the top I was wheezing and felt like I almost couldn't catch my breath. But THEN it was a slow downward hill to the Safeway on 15th and John. We went quick and even had some gusto left to race to the finish.
The final count: 7.02 miles in 74 minutes 32 seconds. 10:32 minute mile.
K!CK @$$!!
Today I feel strong and awesome, not even sore, just STRONG!
The run started by heading down 'the hill' through Madison valley. It's a pretty steep decline, so a fun way to start the run...feeling like a super hero (I really need a cape). Then we turned left to head through the arboretum, around Lake Washington Boulevard, across the bridge to the UW and then onto the Burke Gilman trail. Then up a decent incline to the University bridge.
The city was so beautiful while heading over the bridge with the deep purple sky (indigo with a touch of plum) and the twinkling lights of the buildings in the distance. The nice steady decline of the bridge marked the half way point of the run.
Then we started the climb...what a climb it was. Turn onto Shelby St. and see a wicked hill just ahead. The promise was that I was going to keep running...but I never said how fast. After mastering the hill (and by mastering I mean anything better than passing out) we were rewarded with some sprinklers that welcomed us to the park, and then our good friend the water fountain. Oh sweet water fountain how you love me so!
Properly hydrated, we left the park to start the 1 mile slow climb back to the top of 'the hill'. By the top I was wheezing and felt like I almost couldn't catch my breath. But THEN it was a slow downward hill to the Safeway on 15th and John. We went quick and even had some gusto left to race to the finish.
The final count: 7.02 miles in 74 minutes 32 seconds. 10:32 minute mile.
K!CK @$$!!
Today I feel strong and awesome, not even sore, just STRONG!
Friday, September 2, 2011
Treadmill
Oh my gosh. I haven't run on a treadmill in soooo long. Today during lunch I ventured down to the very posh basement gym here at work (we even have a towel service and showers for after the workout, NICE). I only ran 3 miles.
The machines have personal TVs with headphone plugs for your viewing enjoyment. During the run I was watching the world championships of track and field (a very inspiring and humbling experience).
Ummmm....yeah....running inside is a completely different experience than running outside. There was no gentle breeze across my face and no smells of ripe blackberry bushes (bummer). By the end of the run my entire body was SOAKED. I don't think I've ever sweat so much! It was disgusting! Good thing we have showers and a towel service :)
The machines have personal TVs with headphone plugs for your viewing enjoyment. During the run I was watching the world championships of track and field (a very inspiring and humbling experience).
Ummmm....yeah....running inside is a completely different experience than running outside. There was no gentle breeze across my face and no smells of ripe blackberry bushes (bummer). By the end of the run my entire body was SOAKED. I don't think I've ever sweat so much! It was disgusting! Good thing we have showers and a towel service :)
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