6-pact shack.
dude. i just added a new cat to this blog. working out huzzah!
so yesterday eric and i joined a gym, nysc, the passport membership that lets us go to any gym we want. i was sad, because the gym was supposed to have a pool, but it was like... 10 feet long and as the guy said "for therapy". it would just be embarrassing to do laps in the therapy pool. i don't even know how that would work. probably poorly.
so i signed up for a 2 year committment because i know, barring moving, i'll be here for 2 years (isn't that a really redundant sentence?) i didn't have to pay an initiation fee, so it was good. eric signed up, too, but he was a bit miffed by the 2 year thing. he might cancel. i mean, he seems to only want to lift, and 86% a month is a lot of money. i bet we could purchase him a bench and stash it somewhere in the back of the bedroom if he'd rather that. if he's not using all the cardio and stuff like i want, why not?
and so, i'm unofficially joining the shack 6-pact, which was basically to get in shape before quakecon (though we still don't know when or where that's going to be). i'm probably not attending quakecon, and i'm not actually posting the pictures of my progression on the shack, as they do, but i will be photographing and holding myself to their standards. i'm starting late, but that's just due to lack of money beforehand. who knows. maybe i'll put the pictures here. doubtful. eric seems to have a thing about me posting pictures of my body in a sports bra on the internet. WONDER WHY?!
toodles.
so yesterday eric and i joined a gym, nysc, the passport membership that lets us go to any gym we want. i was sad, because the gym was supposed to have a pool, but it was like... 10 feet long and as the guy said "for therapy". it would just be embarrassing to do laps in the therapy pool. i don't even know how that would work. probably poorly.
so i signed up for a 2 year committment because i know, barring moving, i'll be here for 2 years (isn't that a really redundant sentence?) i didn't have to pay an initiation fee, so it was good. eric signed up, too, but he was a bit miffed by the 2 year thing. he might cancel. i mean, he seems to only want to lift, and 86% a month is a lot of money. i bet we could purchase him a bench and stash it somewhere in the back of the bedroom if he'd rather that. if he's not using all the cardio and stuff like i want, why not?
and so, i'm unofficially joining the shack 6-pact, which was basically to get in shape before quakecon (though we still don't know when or where that's going to be). i'm probably not attending quakecon, and i'm not actually posting the pictures of my progression on the shack, as they do, but i will be photographing and holding myself to their standards. i'm starting late, but that's just due to lack of money beforehand. who knows. maybe i'll put the pictures here. doubtful. eric seems to have a thing about me posting pictures of my body in a sports bra on the internet. WONDER WHY?!
toodles.
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poop.
so my ipod nano came today. WEE. i'm so excited, so i went out at lunch and got a case and the nike running kit. WEE.
then i go to charge my ipod for my running date with asked tonight.
no workie.
next computer.
no workie.
make a reservation at apple. go in and show it to them. they tell me it's dead. DOA. d-e-d. i cry.
then they tell me they have none to give me, nor does the store uptown. and because it was bought off amazon, i can't have a new one from the tons they have downstairs. i have to get one ordered in. it will take a day to a week.
so i will pray i get it tomorrow, and stare at the 60$ of nike equipment i just bought, and be annoyed.
yes. i know. i have a shuffle and a video. i KNOW. i am a spoiled brat. but i'm really, really excited about using this nike tracker thing to do a challenge against shackers. super excited. i think it's going to take my workout to a new level of aggression and competition i have yet to attain.
and you will probably see it all posted here.
then i go to charge my ipod for my running date with asked tonight.
no workie.
next computer.
no workie.
make a reservation at apple. go in and show it to them. they tell me it's dead. DOA. d-e-d. i cry.
then they tell me they have none to give me, nor does the store uptown. and because it was bought off amazon, i can't have a new one from the tons they have downstairs. i have to get one ordered in. it will take a day to a week.
so i will pray i get it tomorrow, and stare at the 60$ of nike equipment i just bought, and be annoyed.
yes. i know. i have a shuffle and a video. i KNOW. i am a spoiled brat. but i'm really, really excited about using this nike tracker thing to do a challenge against shackers. super excited. i think it's going to take my workout to a new level of aggression and competition i have yet to attain.
and you will probably see it all posted here.
thankfulness.
i have been told that i have been gloomy lately in my entries. and this is true. i have been pretty gloomy lately. some is irrational. some is not. some will mend. well, all will mend in time, right?
anyway. here's a list of things that are good, and that i am thankful for.
- cats that sleep on my feet
- miso who sits in my lap when i work on the computer
- pancake who has a cute face (we shall add to this later when she does not whine at 6 am, is potty trained, and i am over her chewing through my laptop cord which cost $86 to replace)
- an awesome fucking job
- an awesome fucking bunch of coworkers
- a car that i think is really awesome
- two sisters, a father, and a mother who are really supportive and fun and kind and wonderful
- a group of friends that now pull from real life means so that when i use internet forums, i can use them just to bullshit, and not feel the need to socialize with the people that annoy me there because i have no other friends and/or means to socialize, thusly i have to see them
- being debt free
- having lost some weight and enjoying thoroughly working out
- being an excellent cook and really enjoying it (and having a really awesome kitchen and easy access to barbecuing)
- lots of sunshine and good weather in california
- cheap, amazing wine
- accessible flowers so that i always have blooms on my kitchen table
- an apartment big enough to HAVE a kitchen table
- a farmer's market
- access to a city with all the food i like, and a town with all the takeout i could desire
- a beach within day's driving distance (albeit perhaps shark infested)
- knowledge that, no matter what the hurtles, i am successful, surrounded by loving and supportive people, and saving money, and that each passing day, these things grow stronger, and the goals that i am shaping for my future are becoming more and more real and incredible
anyway. here's a list of things that are good, and that i am thankful for.
- cats that sleep on my feet
- miso who sits in my lap when i work on the computer
- pancake who has a cute face (we shall add to this later when she does not whine at 6 am, is potty trained, and i am over her chewing through my laptop cord which cost $86 to replace)
- an awesome fucking job
- an awesome fucking bunch of coworkers
- a car that i think is really awesome
- two sisters, a father, and a mother who are really supportive and fun and kind and wonderful
- a group of friends that now pull from real life means so that when i use internet forums, i can use them just to bullshit, and not feel the need to socialize with the people that annoy me there because i have no other friends and/or means to socialize, thusly i have to see them
- being debt free
- having lost some weight and enjoying thoroughly working out
- being an excellent cook and really enjoying it (and having a really awesome kitchen and easy access to barbecuing)
- lots of sunshine and good weather in california
- cheap, amazing wine
- accessible flowers so that i always have blooms on my kitchen table
- an apartment big enough to HAVE a kitchen table
- a farmer's market
- access to a city with all the food i like, and a town with all the takeout i could desire
- a beach within day's driving distance (albeit perhaps shark infested)
- knowledge that, no matter what the hurtles, i am successful, surrounded by loving and supportive people, and saving money, and that each passing day, these things grow stronger, and the goals that i am shaping for my future are becoming more and more real and incredible
Race!
I am playing around with Runkeeper's Race page. I'm making a run for Cailin and myself because that's awesome (and hopefully this will make you laugh Cailin, or at least smirk a bit) and this is the official website of that race.
SUPER OFFICIAL.
[Obligatory logo that I made because I am clearly an awesome graphic artist]
SUPER OFFICIAL.
[Obligatory logo that I made because I am clearly an awesome graphic artist]
Note on my new Nike Free 5s.
First off: I got those shoes on November 28th. I'm writing that so when I want to know when the hell to replace them, I have this record.
Second: Don't get a dumbass like me and think "the more minimalistic the shoe, the more badass I am!" I have been running in Nike Free 3s for the last 300 or so miles and it has actively impeded my progress. Things got so bad my calves were seizing up and I could barely run so I bought some 5s and... well. I ran 4 miles yesterday without any real issue. That is more than I've ever been able to run without any break whatsoever in my life.
So, yeah. Cushioning. It helps sometimes.
Second: Don't get a dumbass like me and think "the more minimalistic the shoe, the more badass I am!" I have been running in Nike Free 3s for the last 300 or so miles and it has actively impeded my progress. Things got so bad my calves were seizing up and I could barely run so I bought some 5s and... well. I ran 4 miles yesterday without any real issue. That is more than I've ever been able to run without any break whatsoever in my life.
So, yeah. Cushioning. It helps sometimes.
Run For Your Lives: A Tale of Escaping Zombies (and then becoming one)
If you were to ask me, “Elizabeth, do you like zombies?” my answer would be firmly and solidly “fuck, no.” I’m phobic of blood. I am prone to panic. I hate horror films. I still hide behind my hands during parts of 28 Days Later. Don’t even get me started with Dawn of the Dead: never finished it.
Knowing this, you might follow up by asking, “then why in hell do you spend so much time doing stuff that has to do with zombies?”
Know thy enemy, my friend. (Also, it’s helpful training. You see, my closest circle of friends apparently have a location where they will go if there ever is a zombie apocalypse. They also all have given each other helpful zombie killing weapons. I do not yet have a weapon nor do I know the location of said safehouse. I hope, with these efforts, I shall someday earn my place in their apocalypse plan.)
This brings me to today’s zombie topic: Run For Your Lives, a 5K obstacle course (complete with zombies.) About two years ago, I found out about RFYL online. It was a pretty obscure event back then with very few locations, but I was immediately excited about the challenge. I’d just gotten into running (I was going to write “hardcore running” but since I max out at 5 miles, I know I’m not hardcore. I mean “hardcore” as in “I was running 5ish times a week and that made me feel like a badass.”) I vowed to participate in RFYL as soon as it came to an area near me.
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Knowing this, you might follow up by asking, “then why in hell do you spend so much time doing stuff that has to do with zombies?”
Know thy enemy, my friend. (Also, it’s helpful training. You see, my closest circle of friends apparently have a location where they will go if there ever is a zombie apocalypse. They also all have given each other helpful zombie killing weapons. I do not yet have a weapon nor do I know the location of said safehouse. I hope, with these efforts, I shall someday earn my place in their apocalypse plan.)
This brings me to today’s zombie topic: Run For Your Lives, a 5K obstacle course (complete with zombies.) About two years ago, I found out about RFYL online. It was a pretty obscure event back then with very few locations, but I was immediately excited about the challenge. I’d just gotten into running (I was going to write “hardcore running” but since I max out at 5 miles, I know I’m not hardcore. I mean “hardcore” as in “I was running 5ish times a week and that made me feel like a badass.”) I vowed to participate in RFYL as soon as it came to an area near me.
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