Monthly Archives: September 2011
But I don’t think that blaming the two hour time delay is a good enough excuse for only ONE September post. Ugh, it looks even worse when typed. Sorry for the neglect, FunnerRunnerites. But seriously, where the freak did September go?! Sneaky little phantom, time travelling, wizardry of September.
But my blog neglect is not a reflection of my running neglect. Wait. Yep. Yep it is. In August I logged over 200km! Whereas mystery month, ol’ September, a mere 130-ish. (To be honest August is probably more of the anomaly, but whatevs) So once again, I find myself at the end of another month, furiously calculating how I can catch up and magically make December six months away instead of three. I imagine it’s a lot like balancing one’s books..if one knew what that was and what “books” one is referring to. Just like that.
But would I trade September for anything? NO SIR! Not even for a “My Song” singing Ewan McGregor, serving me deep fried ice cream while prancing around in a Prosecco spouting fountain. Not even that, dear friends.
Our holly’s were amazeballs! The adorable McKivies were the host’rs with the most’rs and we had a fantastic time in the old west.
bender week started out classy.
Welcome to Wild Rose Country!
(Apparently, the high altitude out west affects some people’s ability to hold their wine. Obviously, we were immune to this.)
Day 2 – Bright eyed and bushy-tailed for the zoo! (pun intended…bad, but intended)
Between wandering the continents and dodging stroller-rude Moms all day, the zoo bush whacked us. (PS – did I mention that I ran this morning too?! Washed off the remaining Penny Can sharpie evidence and schlubbed my way through 7km. Mountain air + welcome cocktails = zoo sloths that move faster than me)
Friday – girl day / boy day / birthday bash!
Another gorgeous, yet brisk, day in Calgs! Perfect for torturous waxing and a golf tournament. Guess who did what? Let’s just say Muffin came home with a new Plasma TV and suntan and I returned looking like this…
And that’s enough info about that. Besides the 20 minute appointment of doom, Shannaners and I enjoyed manicures, MAC makeup trials, shopping and lunch mojitos. And a helluva-better-than-yesterday 10k run. Lovely.
Then off to Aussie Rules to commemorate how Bares somehow lived through yet another year. Oi, oi, oi!!
Met some fantastic peeps…and
were exposed to learned some sweet new moves.
After hours of stool stomping, roof raising and jaeg bombing, we called it a night. Birthday bashed = check!
Saturday…rallying for Nik Lewis Nation. Go Stamps go!
And one special fella was (informally) white-hatted! (Just like Princess Kate!…and Kevin Costner)
Easy like Sunday morning. That’s exactly what it was. Take it easy stew-day. With garnish.
Monday – To round out the jolly holly’s, was a jaunt to Banff for the night!
We “rode” the Banff Gondola (aka. Shannaners and I clutched each other in fear and sweat while uttering death threats to the first person who dared to move, shift or breathe. Fun!) Once we escaped the floating terror dome, we really did enjoy the hike to the top of Sulpher Mountain.
After a little visit to the hot springs and some hotel down time, we headed out for some swanky eats at Salt Lik. (Backgrounder: upon arriving in Cow Town, I quickly declared that I wanted Alberta beef at some point. Enter Salt Lik) Delicious dinner…yay beef…and then some rug-cutting to live music at The Rose and Crown.
Thanks to the McKivies for a fantastic week of laughs, brisket, new friends, watery jaw and loves! See you at Stampede. xo
Ugh. See them? Those sneaky orange tinged leaves peaking out from the big, beautiful summery foliage. Little devils. Truthfully, I would fully embrace fall if it wasn’t the gateway to craptastic winter…but it is, hence my love-hate with autumn.
But with the departure of tan lines, bonfires and flip-flops comes the arrival of… BOOTS! Kidding…sort of. Boots, but also apple picking, pumpkin flavoured everything and cool, crisp morning runs. School is back in, workers are back to work, and the mellow days of summer have drifted away. Let’s face it, fall is the new spring! New beginnings! So here’s how I’m getting back into the swing of things too…
So how goes the running? Well, I’m hovering just under 60% complete, which means if I continue to knock off about 50km each week I’ll hit 2011km by the end of the year! Huzzah! Hold onto your hats, here comes the math…
808km remaining ÷ 16 weeks remaining = 50.5km weekly
And just how am I keeping such accurate records of all of this mileage? Well I’ve welcomed a new member into my little running entourage…
After the tragic end of Original Garmin and a few months of freeloading Hooles’ Garmin, and don’t forget putting up with annoying eBay shipping headaches, I’ve finally put my shiny new Garmin to work! Good news because there is no more guesstimating and rounding down (every meter counts people!), but also bad news because now I’m getting a daily reminder of how painfully slow I am. It’s true what they say, ignorance is bliss. (But so is Baskin Robbins and that makes me feel much better about myself. Blissfully ignorant.)
New Garmin is much flashier with all sorts of buttons and beeping and lasers and such, but I think my fave feature is that it’s about half the size. (That what she…nevermind) Original Garmin was like running with the Zach Morris cell phone of training devices. New Garmin is so sleek! (Comparatively speaking because it is still quite massive. But how else can NASA and the FBI track my every move?)
After a few “relaxed” months, we are kicking the lid off of WINE club again! How is a wine club supporting a healthy lifestyle you ask? Much to my chagrin and most people’s surprise, there is zero alcohol involved. I know, right?! Affectionately known as “Fatties in the basement” by my supportive husband, WINE club is a poor, lazy woman’s Weight Watchers. Weighing In, No Excuses started when Dudes, Red and I decided that we wanted to be accountable for our fitness goals and definitely didn’t want to pay for it. So after a few months at a different club that just wasn’t working for us (i.e. we didn’t care if 80 year old women judged us for eating extra pie = no motivation to eat less pie), we branched off on our own and started WINE club. Basically we meet up once a week in Dudes’ basement to weigh in and whine about work, life, other people, etc. And when the mood strikes us (like in fresh start September!) we set a few personal goals and help each other to stick with them. So we’re hot to trot and back to WINE…and a new member to boot…welcome Hedgie! So next time you see one of us, ask how the WINE club goals are going and maybe even about membership! We’re always open to new people shaming us into exercising! (Maybe…it depends how good you are at it. No one likes a judgey-wudgey bear)
And finally, what else is happening in this springy September?
Muffin and I are heading out to the ol’ west to visit the McKivies…finally! Just when everyone is back to work, we’re getting out of dodge. Stupendous…and a classic move by us.
I can’t wait to spend some QT with some of my very favourite peeps. So hang on to your underoos for an extra few days and I’ll be back to regale you with tales of our adventures…plus a couple of new things that are in the works for FunnerRunner. I told ya, September is the new spring…things are happening!
PS – Happy 50th post to me! And you were all a part of this momentous occasion…lucky duckies!
PPS – I’ll be updating the Kickin’ Asphalt page post-vacation. I’m just too
non-committal whimsical to plan my workouts when I’m supposed to be playing.