Monthly Archives: August 2011

D for damage control

This week was supposed to be all about making up for my summer weekending (ahem) binge-drink-eat-fest, but alas, it’s not going so well.  Turns out I’m not a good Monday person. (Read: no workouts)  And lo and behold, I’m not a good “say no to cookies” person either.  (Read: carb coma)  And the weather last week?  Yep, you suck just as much as me.  (Read: more missed running)  So this week’s damage duty is taking a back seat to lounging and snacking.  But were the past weekends worth it you ask?  Oh so very,very worth it.


First up was the “Love is Grand!” affair with this rockstar couple…E & J!


Grand friends...

Grand dancin'...

Grand Muffin...

Grand happily ever after...

Grand old time.

Of course, the only fitting follow up to a wedding affair like that is, of course…cottaging!  Thanks for S&J for the perfect amount of sun, fun, tubes and ‘hair of the dog’ for successful re-coup!

Takin' it easy

Totally normal

There are other people at the table (aka not entirely just my empties)

Schooling us all

Watery death

Lick 'em, stick 'em

Which brings us to this past weekend… wedding numero one million-ish.  (And truthfully, I couldn’t be happier! Bring on the romance, Mony Mony and cocktails…)  Happy, happy wedding A&M!

Perfectly perfect!

We LOVE weddings!

Wouldn't be complete without the Dirty Dancing lift

Congrats to all the lovelies…and thanks in advance for not suing me for shamelessly stealing all of your Facebook photos.

And I promise we will resume our regularly scheduled programming soon…once I ease out of summery festiveness and back into cheeseandcrackersonlyfourmonthstopullthisoff panic mode.


Current crushes

Time is marching on and so am I.  Let me tell ya though, it was touch and go there for awhile.  I truly thought that even getting to 50% was a pipe dream.  Having said that, it feels like things have turned a corner and I’ve rejuvenated a passion…well, vague interest…well, not a total hatred and bitterness for running.  So what’s getting me through these days?  Here’s my list of [insert Oprah voice here] “FUNNERRUNNER’S FAAAAAVOURITE THIIIIIINGS!!”

1) Lululemon’s Run: Speed Short and No Show Sock

Clearly not my abs

Just like these but browner and stinkier

Yes, I justify spending moula on haspansive Lululemon because it’s pretty and I work out a bit.  But also very justifiable because, not only does it make your bum look the best it ever will, it’s stellar quality.  So magical bum enhancing power and non-stinking-chafing-pilling fabric  (and did I mention the bum thing?) = worth every penny in my book.  I have running capri’s that I have owned for years and they still show zero evidence of wear and tear.  But my current love affair is with my new (on sale!) Run: Speed Shorts.  If you like running around all ‘neked’ or at least assume that you’d like to run with the same reckless abandon of a toddler, get yourself a pair of these super shorts.  They are light and airy – even when drenched in 35°C sweat.  Running is much more pleasant when you aren’t drowning in swassy shorts.  Ditto for the socks.  The lovely McKivies spoiled me with TWO pairs of these ultra-thin, silky socks (not really silk though, that would be weird.  Pimp, but weird) for my birthday.  Somehow I manage to wear these socks for every workout!  I’ll save you the math on that one…yes, I’m wearing dirty socks repeatedly throughout the week.  Worth it.  But just don’t stand next to me in BodyPump class.

2) Audiobooks on my iPod…or more specifically, The Help.

The Distraction

Boy howdy, butter my butt and call me a biscuit!  I have no idea what that really means, but what I mean is that since downloading this audiobook last week, I crave running.  Kind of.  I’m only allowed to listen to ‘my stories’ while running, so I need to get out and pound the pavement to get my fix.  Tricky huh?  And yes, the story is great and the narration is entertaining, but what I really think that I am in lova-love with is the welcome distraction.  A 90 minute run is over before I know it, and that dear friends, is a beautiful thing.  As I not-so subtly alluded to in a previous post, running is getting a bit monotonous.  Same routes, same songs, same unpredictable geese…kilometre after kilometre.  But the drawbacks of audiobooks are that I’m probably not getting any faster or smarter out there.  But I’m not training for a race or Nobel Prize, so no harm no foul right?  All that matters is that I’m actually looking forward to runs again…even if I’m narrowly escaping getting hit by cars as a trot around happily distracted.

3) Man v Food

You get me, man.

This has nothing to do with running, but I’m loving this show.  But has anyone checked his cholesterol lately?

4) The Smoyce’s

Team Smoyce!

Also nothing to do with running.  But after *ahem* a couple of years, these crazy kids are finally getting hitched!  Long live LOVE!

5) 1005.5km baby!

A very accurate reenactment of my half way moment

Half way Poptarts!!  Nothing feels as good as half way does…except all the way.  That what she said.  (C’mon…you would have said it too…)

And finally…

6) These two cracker jacks.  Because I’m usually crushing on both of them all of the time.

...and because he's the reno king

...and because she is a great helper.

Don’t forget that I’m updating the Kickin’ asphalt page each week with workout wrap ups and plans.  Check it out and keep me accountable…ish.

Surprisingly, not a quitter!

“Hey, wasn’t this “runner” going to post her workouts so that we could judge, shame and guilt her into exercising?”

Have no fear!  I’m still posting my workout plans and re-caps, but being the organized/sneaky thing that I am, you’ll no longer find them on this main page. Handy, I know!

Check out the new tab at the top of the page “Kickin’ asphalt” to see what I’ve got up my sleeve and if I’m actually following through with any of it.  I was just thinking that constantly bombarding my dear readers with tables and lists would get awfully boring after about one second.  Like more than my usual musings.  Ahem.

So, you’re welcome!  More work for you and an easier way for me to hide from my running commitments…win-win! (Shame – this girl has none)

What if you are a sloth?


You and me…always and forever


“Linny, her teeth are big and green! Linny, she smell like gas-o-line!  Linny, da da da Dinny! She is my sista, her birthday, I missed-a!” (but not really missed it, just love the song)

I kid because I love.

Happy Birthday Linny!

Huge smackaroo birthday kisses to the gal who tried to make me eat moths, took all of the best Mini-Pop lip-syncing songs, used “pause power” to make my poor Luigi fall down the well during heated Nintendo wars, who always got pink when I was stuck with blue…but also made me Hamburger Helper for dinner, stuck up for me against mean grade 8s, let me wear her clothes, read me “The Best Christmas Pageant Ever” each year, let me tag along with her and her friends all summer long, made working at McD’s bearable, supported me through boyfriends – good, bad, and ugly, kept my secrets, (unsuccessfully) taught me how to catch mice, squirrels and other vermin with a cardboard box and string, covered for me with the ‘rentals, and made growing-up an adventure filled with a million memories.

To the definitely, unquestionably, categorically best big sister in the world – Happy Birthday.

Feeling the love

Matchy-matchy Alberta styles

Seriously Mom...matching again?

Best. Teacher. Ever.

Sens are lucky to have a trooper like her

Super MOH!

Sporty Spice-ish