tri?

so in the plenty of time i've had wallowing in energilosness, i've begun to think about trying to finish a triathlon. i'm a shit swimmer, but have always wanted to get better, since it's so low impact. i think i may take a class since although i can fairly easily run 10 miles, swimming more than 5 laps is a major challenge. the thing i don't like about it is the major class factor if you want to get good... the bike... i mean, isn't alot of it how good a bike you have, and unlike shoes, which run in the 90s and low 100s for top notch quality, bikes are in the few thousands. if i do it i'll for sure use my trusty schwinn. the tri thing is good for me now b/c it makes this athletic thing a bit longer in scope/motivation. with the running thing i'm hard-core focused on qualifying for boston... but in the back of my head, it's like, what then? the tri thing gets me into a few other sports and i can already list off a ton of potential goals connected to it, like swimming in a lake. gross. anyway, why am i so obsessive? i want to get my partner to do one with me, but i don't think she really wants to, which leads me to believe that i should just leave her alone. although... i'd love her company. anyway, toodles for now, i think i'm almost 100% now... will try to do a normal run tomorrow. toodles.

doh

i'm sick. not coughing rolling on the ground or unable to stand sick. yet sick in a wierd hyper-fatigued way that made running 2 VERY slow miles yesterday feel like hard work, whereas that usually hardly feels like a warmup. i'm frustrated... have alot of work to do... and would like to go for a real run but i don't feel like i have it in me yet. oh well, guess it's better to feel 100% before i try to go for a real run again. bummer.

hi

so... not much to say. i ran again. i ran 9 miles... way too quickly b/c the gym closed at 5. this running thing really feeds my type A personality. i wanted to run 10 but would have had to do the last bit as a hardcore speed workout, which would have been a little stupid. instead, i did it as a midcore speed workout, just to get in that 9... .

as a more interesting aside, my girlfriend's ex-husband is coming over to stay with us for a week. he's a nice guy. but... of course it's wierd. how could it not be wierd? but i have to act like it's not wierd, that it's normal, b/c if i don't it will probably be even wierder. good thing i'm still procrastinating on the work. it'll be a good excuse to be anti-social. i'm sure he'll appreciate it too.

back in the swing

so... i'm getting back in the running groove. trying to move up to 30 miles per week. almost there, hovering btwn 26-28 for a few weeks. i joined S' fitness club so that we can work out together. it's so much more motivating when i have someone to go with me... and it's a good couple thing to do... . we're the anti-dykes. not that the unattractive beer-guzzling stereotype is accurate in general, but i sadly must admit that in michigan it doesn't seem too far from it... although truth be known, the beer-guzzling sedentary stereotype is broadly generalizable here... to lots of different demographics... shit ... all demographics. but 6 months of winter... u can't even blame people. if i couldn't afford a gym membership november to april i'd sit on my ass and drink beer too. now i run and drink beer instead. anyhoo... i've got a knee issue. not pain, but mild discomfort. gonna start doing quad strengthening as a preventive measure. since i joined the club may do an abs class too... i hate situps but if it's part of a class i'm taking there's no convenient escape. really digging the gym membership so far. someone should do an ethnography of a midwestern suburban fitness center, if they haven't already. it's fairly good people-watching, although it doesn't seem like it should be. ok that's it for now. have to wake up early to write that last paper. toodles

pizza monsta

i am da pizza monsta. i like to eat da pizza. i eat da pizza when i write about da epidemiology of mental disorders... i eat da pizza as i diagnose everyone i come into contact with. mmm... da pizza. da pepsi. no diet. da preservatives. mmm mmm. good for da belly. have you wondered, maybe you have a psychiatric disorder too... maybe you should consult a diagnostic instrument. maybe you should try to diagnose yourself and your friends and your superiors. mmm mmmm da pizza. maybe you have something that has a cool acronym. maybe that acronym could be your nickname. maybe that nickname is cooler than the name your parents gave you. maybe you should transform yourself. maybe, you should eat some pizza. mm mmmm.

why am i so butch?

i am so not that butch. i'm actually 5 2 and like pink. but i am a little butch. so butch i ran 10 miles today when it was in the 20s with windchill. but i went slow... very slow. now i'm ravenous. the friend i ran with is way butcher. but maybe one day i can compare. my shining day in the spotlight is comin yall. i'm comin up i want to world to know got to let it show. alrighty folks. peace out word to da mutha.

it really does work

so this blogging thing really does work. and since the original purpose was to use this as a running blog, i'm gonna try to comply. although i don't know how long i will be able to contain myself.

so... i went for a run today. no, really. it was at bally's. on the treadmill. yes way. the thing about running on a treadmill is that it's supremely boring. and so i found myself going much faster than i should be going. the good thing about running at bally's as opposed to the school gym, however, is that i feel like a jock there. whereas at the school gym everyone is 25 and has a sexy bod and is running or doing whatever they're doing very quickly or expertly. so me, a kinda (at this point) averagish runner, seems somewhat butch at ballys. i like that.

have you ever noticed how people at gyms on treadmills peer over your shoulder to try and see how quickly you're going usually either to 1. make themselves feel butcher than they are (i'm guilty), or 2. try to butch up by catching or nearly catching your pace? (i'm guilty). anyway it was funny b/c i saw this happen in domino effect today. old guy trying to butch up to youngish slowish (but very cute) girl. so competitive people are, what a shame (i'm guilty).

ok... that' s all i have to say about running. EXCEPT... i'm trying to run a half marathon this spring (late feb or early april... a few possibilities). i ran one in october (my first) at an 848 pace. which i was proud of, since i didn't train very hard. anyway, i'd like to run the upcoming half in 145, so i can get into a preferred start corral at the october chicago marathon. otherwise, i'll just run detroit again i suppose. the thing is chicago's free for all start is in my opinion insanely packed and claustrophobic. if i don't get a preferrred start there i prefer to run something more loose, like detroit. ok... nitey nite, if anyone's there. if not, adieu writer me. to both: you look fabooolus.