On Top of the World...Or at least Utah!

Next week officially starts the 1/2 marathon training (Top of Utah). I'll log it here. I'm following a marathon training schedule (in The Non-Runner's Marathon Trainer), so I should really kick some tail at this by the time Aug. 28th rolls around.


Week 1
Day 1: 3 miles (Monday)
Day 2: 4 miles (Tuesday)
Day 3: 3 miles (Thursday)
Day 4: 5 miles (Saturday)


I'm up to running 3 miles before stopping and then I just take 20-50 steps and start again and run the 4th mile. It seems really silly, but I need those 20 steps. I've got to be careful because I think it's becoming a habit.



Got the farmer blow down in my left nostril just in time for Spring when my nose no longer runs when I run. It's just as well, my right nostril has some sort of deformity, causing snot to spray erratically and form crusts on my awesome running pants from my sis-in-law Lisa.

Got my playlist, but it needs some tweaking. When I run without music I don't do so hot, but with it I can't hear my own panting, so I go farther. Some of these songs slow me down though, so I've got to tweak them a bit.

Playlist:



Just a Girl- No Doubt






Girls and Boys- Good Charlotte






Sunday Mornning- Marroon 5 (soon to go the way of the dodo)






3 a.m.- Matchbox 20






Yeah!- Usher






Sexy Back- Justin Timberlake






Hey Mama- Black Eyed Peas






Jack and Diane- John Mellencamp






Dancing Queen- Abba






You Shook Me All Night Long- AC/DC






Cruel Summer- Bananarama (sadly, it may be out too)






You Spin Me Right Round- Billy Idol






Uptown Girl- Billy Joel






Livin' on a Prayer- Bon Jovi






Karma Chameleon- Culture Club






Pour Some Sugar on Me- Def Leapord






Out Last Night- Kenny Chesney




I need more suggestions. Jason has nearly every song known to man on his Itunes, but I only made it through the J's and then skipped to Usher because I remembered YEAH! And since I stopped listening to R&B and HipHop when my husband got satellite radio (which seems to know NO bounds) I'm really the same loser I thought my parents were when they listened to music from the 70's.

So help a sister out and get me running. This benefits you too, ya know. You won't have to witness the two heifers I carry around at the local pool. Although I still can't promise you they'll be any color other than pasty.

Oh Holy Christmas Songs

I'm usually not listening to Christmas music until December 25th at noon. However, this year I've been in the Christmas spirit since mid November. Thankfully, our materialistic society supplies ample Christmas coverage beginning in October, so I can tune to 100.3 or 106.5 on the Easy-listening dial and have all of my needs met.

By leaps and bounds my favorite is "Oh Holy Night", especially the Josh Groban version because I can sing in whatever octaves he's singing in at high decibals. However, there are a few Christmas songs that I could do without.

First of all, who invited a drumming child to the birth of a baby? I'll bet my life that Mary gave at the very least a stern look to those kings. You know how in other countries animals say different things than they do in the states? For example in Lithuanian a cow says "wuuahh" instead of "moo". I wonder what english speaker made, "per um puh pum pum" the sound of a drum? Must have been ESL.

WATCH OUT! "Logs on the fire fill me with desire..."?? I had to watch the Karen Carpenter story at South Cache Junior High at least 7 times. As if I'd miss a meal? Anywho, that's gross. That's not the Christmas spirit I was going for. I guess in the 70's that was the vibe. I bet there was many a child born September-October, 1971 thanks to those logs.

Finally, it boggles my mind that "Last Christmas" by George Michael is such an enormous hit with retailers. I don't even recall hearing a different celebratory song on Black Friday and I was in Game Stop for two hours standing in line while one of two clerks tested a Wii trade-in.

In Concert, One Night onLY!

This is dedicated to the one I love...

count baby count!

(one, two, fwee, fo)



This is what makes it all worthwhile.

When I called to sweet talk Jason after telling him we needed x amount for the first week in order to buy books, pay teachers, etc. he says, "Bran. I figured this out. That's about $1500/year on piano lessons." I thought, "What in the world is he talking about and how did he arrive at that figure?" Turns out he thought they were $30 a week. He was still completely willing to pay for them (both of us would love to know how to play an instrument (other than a powwow drum or a kazoo).