Three Things Thursday

Or... TAKE THAT! Thursday.
As in... Take THAT on my promise for a Warty Wednesday post! Bottom line, I refuse to blog from my iphone and I've been on the go 24/7 and that's what I would have been stuck with. Awesome-o...

1: Since I have quit running 30 miles per week some amusing things have happened. I have lost about 4 pounds (which adds up to 2 each leg. I was a BEAST!) I can also walk straight down stairs now instead of doing a hoppidy-waddle due to my knees and hips being chronically flat busted. I was in such a habit of doing my downhills in an odd manner that I recently took time to relearn how to take stairs like a lady.

2: The weather is KICKASS for running and I must say that I continue to enjoy running short distances whenever and wherever and how ever fast I damn well please. The bugs on the other hand are completely out of control and I may need a blood transfusion if they keep sucking on me at this rate...

3: Good weather equals summer running gear. I had forgotten how annoyingly swishy some of my shorts are. I hate to hear them the same way that I HATE to hear my race number crinkling and swooshing. GRRRR. Time to buy some nice quiet shorts, or to get a grip on reality.

In other news I'm packing up the boys and heading to Mass for the first show of the year. The older boy should be a rock star because he's 15 and knows how to act, bless his little chestnut heart. The younger little monster is on the fence about his plans for behavior- it is his first show ever so (as always) I have realistic expectations. He has a long time to grow up and just needs to get out and see what the big kid world is all about!

My Family, My Bestfriends, My Hay Guy and Me...

Catchy Title today. Rather poetic?
It has been a fairly uninspired week of running. Non running is the most accurate term since I have been avoiding it like the plague. Back to it today, perhaps, and hopefully my legs will decide to behave.

In honor of my 4 days of non running fun this post is dedicated to the interesting people who keep my world going round. And round.... Making me dizzy.
But really! In the horse world one needs a plethora of people to keep things operating well. These are "people" that most "normal people" might not have around (well. with the exception of BEST friends!) I have ommited my possee of Vets, Farriers and all the others who take large clumps of cash from me and do not amuse me in the least. I'm picky- in order for me to give a shout out to somebody (especially if I have to pay them) I must be entertained by them in some fashion. So here we go!

My Mom (on the left!) My friend JWH (on the HUGE horse) and ME! (looking a touch mystified.) I love these guys. We have tons of fun at shows together and have been toughing it out since 1995. We are the coolest ever.

Looking dead sexy with JWH again. See why we are so awesome? It's tha boots!

The Excavation guy. Gotta have one with all this bullshit snow. My Excavation guy might not be the very most entertaining person but he always shows up with huge machines which I like. And big dumptrucks which I like too. I am a hick?

After the Hay Guy brings hay, blinds me with his sarcasm and vanishes, My BFF's and I drink a beer in the hay cart. Snap. There's my Dad creepin in the background. It should be noted that I give my Hay Guy more money per year than anybody else. HMPH. Good thing we are friends. Do I have to pay people to be my friends? No. Clearly not.. Right??

My Dad! I didn't want all of you to think he was a creeper in the back of a hay cart. (well, about that...) No really! My Dad is the bombdiggity and fixes a lot of the things that I break. And I break a lot of things so he's always busy... Lucky!

I promise that I'll try to get back on topic in the next few days, being that this is a RUNNING blog and all. But HEY, every now and then it's amusing to go off on a tangent (is it Tuesday? No...) find a bunch of old pics and throw caution to the wind.

I'm gonna show you how to DO STUFF! 3 Tangent Tuesday style.

Today on Three Tangent Tuesday I will show you how to do stuff so that you can be the very best. The focus today (obvi) is how to be the very strongest, stylish and finely honed athlete that you can be.

And we all know that I'm the person to turn to for advice. I'm known in many circles as being hip, cool and well read. (only one of those statements is true. which one?)

Here we go!

How to fuel up for a long run, or what to eat to recover from intense training.

How to dress for success and look tough. No further explanation needed.....

How to lift weights. Do I look scared? I should....

I hope this helps all of you to become your very best, or at least shed some light on how I have developed such a high level of excellence over the years. I'm sure you are all envious now, but don't worry. With enough cookie baking, on-sale clothes shopping and dedicated beer drinking you too can be sublimely fabulous!

Three Tangent Tuesday: A really random one

I guess this is really only one tangent- but it's a good one..

Since most of last week was consumed with my moanings of a bad back (and subsequent time off) I did not have to get up super early in the AM to run! Therefor I found myself staying up past my 8:45 bedtime to see what was on TV at such an ungodly hour.

Much to my dismay, unless I wanted to watch Snookie and JWow (or whatever the other one's name is) act like complete skanky drunken fools there was little else.

So how excited was I to come across one of the BESTEST (read: really, really worst) movies to come out of the 1990's! I think I was about 12 when this movie came out and between the epic Bryan Adams soundtrack and the unbelievable hotness that was Christian Slater I must have watched this mess 100 times.

Look at the amazing skills and marksmanship. Oh Maid Marion, you didn't stand a chance.

Sorry. But did anybody else find that the rather middle aged, puffy and heavily mulleted Kevin Costner was a questionable choice for a man in tights? All together: EWWWWW!

Hot. So hot. Be still, my pre pubescent heart....

Snape, Snape... Severus Snape. You were badass as the smarmy Sheriff. But better as the Hogwarts Potions teacher. I kind of love you....


I managed to make it through approximately 35 minutes of the forced dialogue and raging battle scenes before I got too grossed out by Kevvie and had to shut 'er down. MAN- that was a much better movie in the 1990's!

Which got me thinking.... How many things of my past that I fondly remember would I HATE now??

-Hyper color shirts (pit stains, anyone?)

-Duran Duran. Nope. I still love them...

-Wearing 2 pairs of neon socks, bunched up over my high tops with neon bike shorts. BAD.

-The "Fear Street" books. I loved those. I doubt that I would now.

So, All of you on the interwebs- what did you absolutely require to live during your childhood that makes you say "MEH" now??

Edited to add: Tight rolled jeans! HOW could I have forgotten THAT?

AND the huge fashion fail of 1994-ish when enormous jeans (Jnco, please) flannel shirts, black nail polish and ghastly WHITE eyeliner were all the rage. How horrid!