Never have two words been uttered so often.
"Know thyself."
I'm pretty sure they're engraved on my brain at this point in my life. I'd heard them many times throughout undergrad and I occasionally hear them in grad school.
"Know thyself."
But what does it really mean?
For years I've been encouraged to become aware and maintain awareness of my strengths and weaknesses. To know my limitations, to test my boundaries... To increase my awareness of who I am as an individual.
And never has it been more apparent to me, and also more confusing.
"Know thyself."
Ok, maybe not as confusing as identifying myself as a teenager. Somewhat.
...
Ok, maybe it is a bit more confusing. It seems that I'm far more aware of who I am and what I want in my life.
But now I'm also more aware of the boundaries that I have to heed.
Life isn't infinite.
It's important to not burn your bridges unless you're for sure done with them. And even then... I'm learning more to hold my tongue and smile even when displeased with someone or something. And let's face it, I'm getting better at being cordial to someone's face... Without feeling like I'm going to be massacred in the process. Being able to receive some genuine enjoyment out of the interaction, appreciating it for what it is.
I have to pay bills. What a damn shame.
I can't do everything. Well, I can, but now I have to be more cognizant of the rules and limits surrounding what I want to do. That is, I always did, but as an adult sometimes I have to rely on myself to bail me out. Haha?
Although there is no limit on how old you can be before you stop enjoying Disney movies. Thankfully :D
DH and I just finished watching Hercules, and I'm tamping down the urge to sing along. We'll see how long that lasts.
"Know thyself."
Even though it can be a major pain in the tuchus (hello, paying bills? Or HF&Ds, or hellfire and damnation, as my father so eloquently refers to them), the process of growing up has been enjoyable. More so after high school, and the continuation of my growing and maturing (and the occasional backslides into immaturity. Everyone needs one now and then!).
I'm realizing the boundaries and limitations of some things (for example, needing a tax ID to start my own photography business, and needing to enhance any skills first!), but I'm also realizing things that I truly enjoy.
I joked about becoming a counselor at first.
Hello, why not get paid to have people tell you their problems when they do it anyway?
I've grown to realize that not only is it something that calls to me, I absolutely love it. I'll be the first to tell you that I'm highly introverted, and that being in crowded situations or with people I don't know or whatever can make me swear like nobody's business (which... I guess you probably didn't want to know and it probably ISN'T your business! Yay?), but interacting with clients is really wonderful.
What I'm getting at is that although there are things I have learned, I've still got a ways to go.
But I'm really enjoying discovering who I am as an individual, both personally and professionally.
"Know thyself."
Well, I'm kind of along for the ride, aren't I?
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Moon Joggers?
I just signed up to be a Moon Jogger! The whole concept is pretty awesome.
You commit to walking, running, or jogging at least 1,000 miles in 2013. Or if you're REALLY feeling badass, you commit to walking, running, or jogging 2,013+ miles in 2013.
*Note: You can count miles done on the elliptical, too, if that works better for you.
**It's free. You know, in case you were worried about there being a cost to sign up and log your miles yourself, that whole shebang.
***You can also sign up as a family or a team, so that each person's miles contribute to the total of 1,000 or 2,013 miles. Yay for team spirit? So if you're competitive with your friends/family/significant other, say hello to some bonding time and competition!
There's a video on the Moon Joggers blog that explains it a bit more. It's just under 239,000 miles to get to the moon, so their goal was to have at least 239 people sign up. Well, they've got at least 388 participants right now (including the sister-sister team that started it) and they need less than 100 more participants in order to get to 478 participants...
It'd be pretty cool to run to the moon, but I like the idea of being able to run to the moon and back. Nothing like being able to get home, huh? ;)
But the (hopefully obvious) catch is that it's not something you can do alone. It HAS to be done with others... I mean, unless you want to try running nearly 655 miles a day for a year, but that might be pushing it!
I admit it, I'm going for broke and trying the 2,013 Ultimate Moon Jogger challenge. I've done the math and it doesn't look bad. It definitely gives one the opportunity to step it up. It also gives me even more incentive to work toward Disney, and maybe see what else I can do. We are less than 10 weeks out from the Princess Half! I'm feeling pretty encouraged, both about the half and about the whole Moon Joggers thing.
I'll be doing the Moon Joggers thing with my lovely running buddy/one of my best friends, but we'll be doing it as individuals so we can both get to 1,000+ miles (or, her to 1,000+ and me to 2,013). I'm also trying to get the husband into it, but we'll have to see how that one goes! Haha
If you love to walk, jog, run, use the elliptical, what have you, definitely check it out :)
Aaaaand goodnight! :)
You commit to walking, running, or jogging at least 1,000 miles in 2013. Or if you're REALLY feeling badass, you commit to walking, running, or jogging 2,013+ miles in 2013.
*Note: You can count miles done on the elliptical, too, if that works better for you.
**It's free. You know, in case you were worried about there being a cost to sign up and log your miles yourself, that whole shebang.
***You can also sign up as a family or a team, so that each person's miles contribute to the total of 1,000 or 2,013 miles. Yay for team spirit? So if you're competitive with your friends/family/significant other, say hello to some bonding time and competition!
There's a video on the Moon Joggers blog that explains it a bit more. It's just under 239,000 miles to get to the moon, so their goal was to have at least 239 people sign up. Well, they've got at least 388 participants right now (including the sister-sister team that started it) and they need less than 100 more participants in order to get to 478 participants...
It'd be pretty cool to run to the moon, but I like the idea of being able to run to the moon and back. Nothing like being able to get home, huh? ;)
But the (hopefully obvious) catch is that it's not something you can do alone. It HAS to be done with others... I mean, unless you want to try running nearly 655 miles a day for a year, but that might be pushing it!
I admit it, I'm going for broke and trying the 2,013 Ultimate Moon Jogger challenge. I've done the math and it doesn't look bad. It definitely gives one the opportunity to step it up. It also gives me even more incentive to work toward Disney, and maybe see what else I can do. We are less than 10 weeks out from the Princess Half! I'm feeling pretty encouraged, both about the half and about the whole Moon Joggers thing.
I'll be doing the Moon Joggers thing with my lovely running buddy/one of my best friends, but we'll be doing it as individuals so we can both get to 1,000+ miles (or, her to 1,000+ and me to 2,013). I'm also trying to get the husband into it, but we'll have to see how that one goes! Haha
If you love to walk, jog, run, use the elliptical, what have you, definitely check it out :)
Aaaaand goodnight! :)
Friday, December 14, 2012
"We built this city on rock and roll!"
I must say, the last 24 hours have been extraordinarily good to me. I've been rocking out to Rock of Ages since I did my hair last night, hence the post title.
I relaxed my hair last night... Got it all nice for the hubs's graduation tomorrow! Now I can comb my hair without wanting to cry!! And I managed to come away with only one burn that doesn't really bother me, which is always nice when compared to the alternative. And it's easy to not realize just how long my hair has gotten, especially since last September it was chin-length(ish) in the front and a bit shorter in the back.
(See the picture included. My hair does not normally look that nice... This is easily the best relaxer I've ever given myself.)
Today was just all sorts of full of positive surprises.
At my internship I lead one of the (mental health) Relapse Prevention groups and... It went over SO much smoother than I'd thought it would. It's to the point where we're going over a lot of the same things each time, but it really depends on how you manage to spice it up. We spent a lot of time talking about triggers and how things can snowball from little problems to huge problems. Complete with a bad dry erase board drawing illustrating things snowballing, and verbal descriptions of what was going on throughout the day to encourage said snowball effect.
We were having grilled cheese for lunch (or rather, grilled ham and cheese), and I used that as one of the examples. Everyone in my group likes grilled cheese (as far as I'm aware. But who doesn't? Haha) and so one of the examples was "You get to lunch... And they've just run out! So now you're in an even worse mood."
And then, yes, lunch was grilled ham and cheese. It was wonderful. They also had vegetable beef soup, and one of the staff members has a box of the mini Premium-brand saltine crackers, and she shared :)
The exciting part to lunch (other than the sandwich, of course!) is that I'm learning names. There are about 300 consumers at our location, and I'm on a team to work with about a third of them... But it's important to know every consumer. And I was pretty on the ball with names. There are still some that I don't know, but it was really good. Better than a month ago, that's for sure.
In my recreational therapy group... I actually had people! It was right after lunch, so usually a lot of the people have headed home or are getting started with clean-up or something. One time I had only ONE person show up for the first 5-10 minutes.
That one's a hard one to navigate because I have TONS of activities to do, but I have to pay super close attention to how many people are in the group to determine what we can do. But today I had about ten people! The activity we did was just a fun 12-item survey about Christmas, which encouraged reminiscing. After we filled out our answers we talked and laughed, learning who's been hit in the face with a snowball, if anyone's ever seen a partridge in a pear tree, and who was ever afraid they would die when sledding. It was a great conversation piece.
Afterward I made my outreach calls and did my documentation, and now I have over 1/4 of the hours I need for my internship... By graduation time in MAY! I'm feeling good about this, and I didn't hear people griping at each other about who said what (ok, I did hear it, but I'm in such a good mood it's easy to forget, and there wasn't much of it anyway).
Then I learned how to lock up, even though the intern has no building keys (lol?), and bought me and my husband some of McDonald's Peppermint Hot Chocolate on my way home... Now if only he'd get here to drink his, because mine's almost gone and I'm not going to take his! I just love this stuff.
(And... A picture! Lol)
And to top it off, my husband's bringing me dinner. Nice, huh?
Oh, and my fudge and peanut brittle from two days ago that I fixed last night? Turned out wonderfully. Set just the way I wanted them to. I probably heated the peanut brittle a little too much, as there's somewhat of a smoky hint to it now... And maybe I should've lined the fudge pans with foul... But they're pretty good, so I'm not complaining!
(And... Yet another picture!)
Well, that's all, folks! Just another day in the life :)
I relaxed my hair last night... Got it all nice for the hubs's graduation tomorrow! Now I can comb my hair without wanting to cry!! And I managed to come away with only one burn that doesn't really bother me, which is always nice when compared to the alternative. And it's easy to not realize just how long my hair has gotten, especially since last September it was chin-length(ish) in the front and a bit shorter in the back.
(See the picture included. My hair does not normally look that nice... This is easily the best relaxer I've ever given myself.)
Today was just all sorts of full of positive surprises.
At my internship I lead one of the (mental health) Relapse Prevention groups and... It went over SO much smoother than I'd thought it would. It's to the point where we're going over a lot of the same things each time, but it really depends on how you manage to spice it up. We spent a lot of time talking about triggers and how things can snowball from little problems to huge problems. Complete with a bad dry erase board drawing illustrating things snowballing, and verbal descriptions of what was going on throughout the day to encourage said snowball effect.
We were having grilled cheese for lunch (or rather, grilled ham and cheese), and I used that as one of the examples. Everyone in my group likes grilled cheese (as far as I'm aware. But who doesn't? Haha) and so one of the examples was "You get to lunch... And they've just run out! So now you're in an even worse mood."
And then, yes, lunch was grilled ham and cheese. It was wonderful. They also had vegetable beef soup, and one of the staff members has a box of the mini Premium-brand saltine crackers, and she shared :)
The exciting part to lunch (other than the sandwich, of course!) is that I'm learning names. There are about 300 consumers at our location, and I'm on a team to work with about a third of them... But it's important to know every consumer. And I was pretty on the ball with names. There are still some that I don't know, but it was really good. Better than a month ago, that's for sure.
In my recreational therapy group... I actually had people! It was right after lunch, so usually a lot of the people have headed home or are getting started with clean-up or something. One time I had only ONE person show up for the first 5-10 minutes.
That one's a hard one to navigate because I have TONS of activities to do, but I have to pay super close attention to how many people are in the group to determine what we can do. But today I had about ten people! The activity we did was just a fun 12-item survey about Christmas, which encouraged reminiscing. After we filled out our answers we talked and laughed, learning who's been hit in the face with a snowball, if anyone's ever seen a partridge in a pear tree, and who was ever afraid they would die when sledding. It was a great conversation piece.
Afterward I made my outreach calls and did my documentation, and now I have over 1/4 of the hours I need for my internship... By graduation time in MAY! I'm feeling good about this, and I didn't hear people griping at each other about who said what (ok, I did hear it, but I'm in such a good mood it's easy to forget, and there wasn't much of it anyway).
Then I learned how to lock up, even though the intern has no building keys (lol?), and bought me and my husband some of McDonald's Peppermint Hot Chocolate on my way home... Now if only he'd get here to drink his, because mine's almost gone and I'm not going to take his! I just love this stuff.
(And... A picture! Lol)
And to top it off, my husband's bringing me dinner. Nice, huh?
Oh, and my fudge and peanut brittle from two days ago that I fixed last night? Turned out wonderfully. Set just the way I wanted them to. I probably heated the peanut brittle a little too much, as there's somewhat of a smoky hint to it now... And maybe I should've lined the fudge pans with foul... But they're pretty good, so I'm not complaining!
(And... Yet another picture!)
Well, that's all, folks! Just another day in the life :)
I feel like a kid on Christmas!
That fudge I made last night? (That is, the night of the 12th)
Yeah, one batch didn't set well at all and the other was only PARTLY the way I wanted it to be, but not hard enough at all.
So fabulousness of all fabulousness, I just decided to stick both pans in the oven!
No, I haven't burned them. Yet ;) They seem to be coming along fairly well, as far as I've checked, so I've got pretty high hopes that they'll set just the way I want them to after this round :)
...
I also had to do the same thing with my surviving peanut brittle. It turned out perfectly except for one eensie weensie little detail: as soon as I got it out of the cold and into a comfortable room temperature, the stuff took that as a cue to melt all on itself. And I'd already had it broken apart.
So what did I do? Shove the (microwave-safe) bowl the pieces were in into the microwave. So far, so good. I've already laid it out onto a baking sheet and stuck it in the fridge. We'll see how it goes when the next hour or so has passed.
Alright, time to check on the fudge.
Note: Fudge and peanut brittle are two things that should NOT be made during finals week, especially during the same night. They require absurd amounts of attention, and apparently far more heat and stirring than the recipes specify. Seriously, "stir constantly"? That only tells me so much.
(Also, I'm DONE with school for the semester! YAAAAAY! Although I would've loved it if these desserts would've been available for my classmates to eat at that time, but, uh... I wouldn't feed anybody food I was embarrassed of. lol?? And my wonderful husband graduates from college TOMORROW, as it is after midnight on Friday here!)
Ok, for real this time. I'm going to check on the fudge. Here's hope that A) it's doing amazingly and B) I haven't burnt the bajeezus out of it. Cross your fingers! :)
Yeah, one batch didn't set well at all and the other was only PARTLY the way I wanted it to be, but not hard enough at all.
So fabulousness of all fabulousness, I just decided to stick both pans in the oven!
No, I haven't burned them. Yet ;) They seem to be coming along fairly well, as far as I've checked, so I've got pretty high hopes that they'll set just the way I want them to after this round :)
...
I also had to do the same thing with my surviving peanut brittle. It turned out perfectly except for one eensie weensie little detail: as soon as I got it out of the cold and into a comfortable room temperature, the stuff took that as a cue to melt all on itself. And I'd already had it broken apart.
So what did I do? Shove the (microwave-safe) bowl the pieces were in into the microwave. So far, so good. I've already laid it out onto a baking sheet and stuck it in the fridge. We'll see how it goes when the next hour or so has passed.
Alright, time to check on the fudge.
Note: Fudge and peanut brittle are two things that should NOT be made during finals week, especially during the same night. They require absurd amounts of attention, and apparently far more heat and stirring than the recipes specify. Seriously, "stir constantly"? That only tells me so much.
(Also, I'm DONE with school for the semester! YAAAAAY! Although I would've loved it if these desserts would've been available for my classmates to eat at that time, but, uh... I wouldn't feed anybody food I was embarrassed of. lol?? And my wonderful husband graduates from college TOMORROW, as it is after midnight on Friday here!)
Ok, for real this time. I'm going to check on the fudge. Here's hope that A) it's doing amazingly and B) I haven't burnt the bajeezus out of it. Cross your fingers! :)
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
"You're a great guy. A little too emotionally unavailable, if you ask me."
I vaguely remembered hearing a quote that had "emotionally unavailable" in it and, upon a quick and dirty little Google search, I came up with a quote from the movie Friends with Benefits.
Helloooooo, Justin Timberlake! Ow ow!
Ok, enough of being a preteen again. Some parts of that I could live without.
"Emotionally unavailable" and similar terms have been going through my head since about 5:50 this evening. During my Multicultural final my grandma called and left a message letting me know that my great-grandma (her mom) had passed away.
To be completely honest, I'm unsure of how I feel about this.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my great-grandmother. She was quite the sweetheart. I wish she had gotten to meet DH before her passing - I'd hoped to be able to get out there in November 2013 for a race going on out that way.
All the same, that side of the family I haven't really been "close" to (or "close-ISH", anyway) since about the 4th grade, when we got stationed about 1,000 miles away from there as opposed to 200-300 miles away depending on the route you would take.
And so I have been wondering if I'm "emotionally unavailable", at least on this particular subject.
I even thought "Well, I will never forget the date she passed. 12/12/12. Way to make it memorable, Grandma ____."
But then comes the part of trying to determine if that's being insensitive or if it's just a nice, memorable way to acknowledge the whole thing...
And the sad/funny/ironic/UGH! part of it all is that around the time of day that my grandma said my great-grandma passed, I'd been thinking about giving my grandma a call since I hadn't talked to her in a while. I'd also thought about it late last night.
Part of me is wondering just how coincidental that actually is. And I hear it much louder and clearer than I normally would, considering the bit of Skinnygirl White Peach Margarita mixed with apple juice that's floating through my system.
I haven't heard from my grandma since I got the message, even though I called her back right after my final. I'm definitely going to call her tomorrow, either in the morning or after I get done at my internship to see what's going on.
I hate that DH and I will likely be going to visit family because of a funeral... We'll have to see how that goes.
I have to wonder when I'll actually realize it, or if I already have. Whenever I think of my great-grandma, I think of where her house is situated in relation to everything around her place. The Burger King and the KFC that I always recognized as landmarks, even though I was too young to really be able to place anything else in a place that I only saw when we visited once every other month or so, or even less frequently.
We'll just have to see what tomorrow brings, I guess...
Helloooooo, Justin Timberlake! Ow ow!
Ok, enough of being a preteen again. Some parts of that I could live without.
"Emotionally unavailable" and similar terms have been going through my head since about 5:50 this evening. During my Multicultural final my grandma called and left a message letting me know that my great-grandma (her mom) had passed away.
To be completely honest, I'm unsure of how I feel about this.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my great-grandmother. She was quite the sweetheart. I wish she had gotten to meet DH before her passing - I'd hoped to be able to get out there in November 2013 for a race going on out that way.
All the same, that side of the family I haven't really been "close" to (or "close-ISH", anyway) since about the 4th grade, when we got stationed about 1,000 miles away from there as opposed to 200-300 miles away depending on the route you would take.
And so I have been wondering if I'm "emotionally unavailable", at least on this particular subject.
I even thought "Well, I will never forget the date she passed. 12/12/12. Way to make it memorable, Grandma ____."
But then comes the part of trying to determine if that's being insensitive or if it's just a nice, memorable way to acknowledge the whole thing...
And the sad/funny/ironic/UGH! part of it all is that around the time of day that my grandma said my great-grandma passed, I'd been thinking about giving my grandma a call since I hadn't talked to her in a while. I'd also thought about it late last night.
Part of me is wondering just how coincidental that actually is. And I hear it much louder and clearer than I normally would, considering the bit of Skinnygirl White Peach Margarita mixed with apple juice that's floating through my system.
I haven't heard from my grandma since I got the message, even though I called her back right after my final. I'm definitely going to call her tomorrow, either in the morning or after I get done at my internship to see what's going on.
I hate that DH and I will likely be going to visit family because of a funeral... We'll have to see how that goes.
I have to wonder when I'll actually realize it, or if I already have. Whenever I think of my great-grandma, I think of where her house is situated in relation to everything around her place. The Burger King and the KFC that I always recognized as landmarks, even though I was too young to really be able to place anything else in a place that I only saw when we visited once every other month or so, or even less frequently.
We'll just have to see what tomorrow brings, I guess...
Sweet, sweet finals week
How nice of you to notice my terrible pun!
Because let's face it: there's nothing sweet about finals week.
Well, unless you want to count being closer to being done with the semester. And being closer to graduation, whenever that may come.
Speaking of graduation, my husband graduates from college on Saturday! THIS Saturday! I'm so proud of him that it's pretty ridiculous. I really do think I'm more excited about it than he is.
And two other things that are sweet about finals week: two batches of peanut brittle, and two batches (six pounds) of fudge made.
Although, since we're talking about how finals week isn't sweet, let me rephrase that: Of the two batches of peanut brittle I made, I effed one up. As in, I had to throw it in the trash. Wax paper doesn't work on everything, so it seems, especially when the peanut brittle is ridiculously hot. And I burned myself while making the fudge. Minor burns, but still. And the kitchen is a little more of a wreck than it was before, considering all of the dishes I used for this... DH is on campus finishing some programs for one of his classes, and when he gets home I have a feeling he's just going to look at the kitchen and wonder what the heck I've been doing, seeing as there's chocolate/marshmallow cream mix on the stove and a stack of dirty dishes that, I admit, I have no intention of doing tonight. Nope. Not at all.
I would take pictures of said fudge and peanut brittle, but I don't think I should be showing my dirty kitchen off to the world. It just... Wouldn't be right.
Oh! Lesson for today: If you're going to make two batches of fudge at one, do NOT let the ingredients fool you. USE. A. REALLY. BIG. POT. As in, take the "large" pot that you usually get in a set (the giant thing that can fit spaghetti noodles comfortably without being too big)... And then get one larger. That marshmallow cream was no joke!
On a non-food-related note, I took my last "final" final today.
On a semi-food-related, I have a final in the form of a paper that's due tomorrow, and I put off completing it so I could make, you guessed it, a ridiculous amount of peanut brittle (which isn't so ridiculous, now that over half of it's in the trash) and a FAR more ridiculous amount of fudge.
Well, DH just got home and he must be used to me making a mess in the kitchen or doesn't think it's a big deal or something, because he just shrugged it off.
And now we're back to homework.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm going to procrastinate some more.
Ah, the life of being a (grad) student.
Because let's face it: there's nothing sweet about finals week.
Well, unless you want to count being closer to being done with the semester. And being closer to graduation, whenever that may come.
Speaking of graduation, my husband graduates from college on Saturday! THIS Saturday! I'm so proud of him that it's pretty ridiculous. I really do think I'm more excited about it than he is.
And two other things that are sweet about finals week: two batches of peanut brittle, and two batches (six pounds) of fudge made.
Although, since we're talking about how finals week isn't sweet, let me rephrase that: Of the two batches of peanut brittle I made, I effed one up. As in, I had to throw it in the trash. Wax paper doesn't work on everything, so it seems, especially when the peanut brittle is ridiculously hot. And I burned myself while making the fudge. Minor burns, but still. And the kitchen is a little more of a wreck than it was before, considering all of the dishes I used for this... DH is on campus finishing some programs for one of his classes, and when he gets home I have a feeling he's just going to look at the kitchen and wonder what the heck I've been doing, seeing as there's chocolate/marshmallow cream mix on the stove and a stack of dirty dishes that, I admit, I have no intention of doing tonight. Nope. Not at all.
I would take pictures of said fudge and peanut brittle, but I don't think I should be showing my dirty kitchen off to the world. It just... Wouldn't be right.
Oh! Lesson for today: If you're going to make two batches of fudge at one, do NOT let the ingredients fool you. USE. A. REALLY. BIG. POT. As in, take the "large" pot that you usually get in a set (the giant thing that can fit spaghetti noodles comfortably without being too big)... And then get one larger. That marshmallow cream was no joke!
On a non-food-related note, I took my last "final" final today.
On a semi-food-related, I have a final in the form of a paper that's due tomorrow, and I put off completing it so I could make, you guessed it, a ridiculous amount of peanut brittle (which isn't so ridiculous, now that over half of it's in the trash) and a FAR more ridiculous amount of fudge.
Well, DH just got home and he must be used to me making a mess in the kitchen or doesn't think it's a big deal or something, because he just shrugged it off.
And now we're back to homework.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm going to procrastinate some more.
Ah, the life of being a (grad) student.
Saturday, December 8, 2012
We Run Disney book giveaway!
I know, you're probably thinking "Really? ANOTHER one? You JUST posted!"
Well... Here I am again!
I just wanted to take the opportunity to share a giveaway from the We Run Disney blog.
(Why yes, this blog post DOES count as an entry into the contest!) ;)
Here's the link to more information:
We Run Disney (uhh, just click on the name) is giving away a copy of The Runner's Guide to Walt Disney World. Now, I'm sure you can see why I find this interest, as I get to be one of those lovely WDW runners come February!
It's pretty nifty because according to the WRD blog (and the page for the Guide) the book gives all sorts of info regarding navigating being a runner at Disney, food options, where to stay, etc.
I'm pretty stoked about this contest and, let's face it, you should be, too! Because everybody likes free stuff, no? ;)
If you're interested, make sure you go ahead and enter! The contest ends tomorrow at 8:00pm (although in what time zone, no clue... So... Get it done sooner rather than later!)
Well... Here I am again!
I just wanted to take the opportunity to share a giveaway from the We Run Disney blog.
(Why yes, this blog post DOES count as an entry into the contest!) ;)
Here's the link to more information:
We Run Disney (uhh, just click on the name) is giving away a copy of The Runner's Guide to Walt Disney World. Now, I'm sure you can see why I find this interest, as I get to be one of those lovely WDW runners come February!
It's pretty nifty because according to the WRD blog (and the page for the Guide) the book gives all sorts of info regarding navigating being a runner at Disney, food options, where to stay, etc.
I'm pretty stoked about this contest and, let's face it, you should be, too! Because everybody likes free stuff, no? ;)
If you're interested, make sure you go ahead and enter! The contest ends tomorrow at 8:00pm (although in what time zone, no clue... So... Get it done sooner rather than later!)
Sometimes the hardest part is just getting out the door
I feel good right now.
I feel kinda tired, a bit pumped, definitely in need of a shower... But I feel pretty damn good.
I just got back from doing a run on the treadmill... The first structured run I've done since the day before Halloween. Which means that while I was definitely doing some moving around with Zumba Fitness Core on the Wii and some of the "Advanced Run" on Wii Fit Plus, I haven't really put myself out there.
I can't even pretend today's run was easy. The first fifteen minutes or so was gratifying. It really was. I ran for a total of about 25 minutes, walked more than I would consider ideal when I'm 75 days, 6 hours, and... 6-ish-minutes-by-the-time-this-is-posted away from running my first half marathon.
It was disappointing to only see about 2.5 miles shining up at me from the treadmill (or 2.81 miles, according to my watch... Yeah...) when I used to doing 4+, and have gotten up to 6+. But it makes me realize I've got to step it up.
I've got to put into it what I want to get out of it, and I refuse to be transported to that finish line on anything except for my own two legs.
But for real, I feel good right now. For the last month the hardest part for me has just been getting back into it. The day of that " Halloween Fun Run" in an October was a huge emotional blow (for a pretty big variety of reasons), and since then I've been working my butt off for my education.
But finally, FINALLY finals are next week. And I'm looking to do some self-care.
Which, let's face it: self-care is about more than taking care of your body. It's about taking care of your mind. Finding the necessary balance.
Dead Week was far more stressful than I would have liked for it to be. Getting in a huge paper, awaiting a presentation grade, giving a presentation, and just trying to get enough sleep.
And so we go back to focusing on balance (and maybe a hint of time management skills. Let's be honest, sometimes I just suck at that).
Alright, first step in the self-care bit?
I'm going to hop my happy hind-part into the shower.
I feel kinda tired, a bit pumped, definitely in need of a shower... But I feel pretty damn good.
I just got back from doing a run on the treadmill... The first structured run I've done since the day before Halloween. Which means that while I was definitely doing some moving around with Zumba Fitness Core on the Wii and some of the "Advanced Run" on Wii Fit Plus, I haven't really put myself out there.
I can't even pretend today's run was easy. The first fifteen minutes or so was gratifying. It really was. I ran for a total of about 25 minutes, walked more than I would consider ideal when I'm 75 days, 6 hours, and... 6-ish-minutes-by-the-time-this-is-posted away from running my first half marathon.
It was disappointing to only see about 2.5 miles shining up at me from the treadmill (or 2.81 miles, according to my watch... Yeah...) when I used to doing 4+, and have gotten up to 6+. But it makes me realize I've got to step it up.
I've got to put into it what I want to get out of it, and I refuse to be transported to that finish line on anything except for my own two legs.
But for real, I feel good right now. For the last month the hardest part for me has just been getting back into it. The day of that " Halloween Fun Run" in an October was a huge emotional blow (for a pretty big variety of reasons), and since then I've been working my butt off for my education.
But finally, FINALLY finals are next week. And I'm looking to do some self-care.
Which, let's face it: self-care is about more than taking care of your body. It's about taking care of your mind. Finding the necessary balance.
Dead Week was far more stressful than I would have liked for it to be. Getting in a huge paper, awaiting a presentation grade, giving a presentation, and just trying to get enough sleep.
And so we go back to focusing on balance (and maybe a hint of time management skills. Let's be honest, sometimes I just suck at that).
Alright, first step in the self-care bit?
I'm going to hop my happy hind-part into the shower.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
3 Months Until Run Disney!
I'm still waiting for it to turn into a "Oh, $#!&!!!" moment.
I just looked at my calendar, and the Princess Half is 12 weeks from today! The 5K, which is the day before, I'm not worried about. For real.
My motivation to run has been down. A lot. I've been rocking out to Zumba Fitness Core on the Wii and I'm really loving it, and I can do that all on my own... But for some reason it's been hard getting up the motivation to go running by myself.
Maybe it's school. Life. Busy schedule combined with running buddy's busy schedule and husband's busy schedule and the runs we'd planned to do together. The dreaded finals week coming up. Something.
There's always going to be an excuse.
But I'm signed up to run 13.1, and 13.1 I will run.
Fortunately I keep an eye on the training calendar they've got on the runDisney website, and where I'm physically at now is pretty close to where I should be anyway.
Goal for Princess Half: To NOT get picked up and transported to the finish because I'm going too slowly or cramp up majorly or something.
Success is only a matter of putting in the work.
I just looked at my calendar, and the Princess Half is 12 weeks from today! The 5K, which is the day before, I'm not worried about. For real.
My motivation to run has been down. A lot. I've been rocking out to Zumba Fitness Core on the Wii and I'm really loving it, and I can do that all on my own... But for some reason it's been hard getting up the motivation to go running by myself.
Maybe it's school. Life. Busy schedule combined with running buddy's busy schedule and husband's busy schedule and the runs we'd planned to do together. The dreaded finals week coming up. Something.
There's always going to be an excuse.
But I'm signed up to run 13.1, and 13.1 I will run.
Fortunately I keep an eye on the training calendar they've got on the runDisney website, and where I'm physically at now is pretty close to where I should be anyway.
Goal for Princess Half: To NOT get picked up and transported to the finish because I'm going too slowly or cramp up majorly or something.
Success is only a matter of putting in the work.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Election: Complete!
The 2012 presidential election is finally OVER! I have to admit that it was extremely nerve-wracking, checking for the results all day, watching Romney take the lead...
Oh, I should mention that I voted for Obama.
I'm not ashamed of that, just as I wasn't ashamed to have done so four years ago, and just as anyone who voted for Romney now or McCain back then shouldn't be ashamed. Hopefully those were informed decisions.
The painful part of the whole thing... Well, the most painful part of the whole thing is that people who voted for Romney or didn't like either candidate were very sore about it. We're talking rude, awful comments. Comments about President Obama being a "monkey", moving to Canada/Australia/ some other place. Comments about how the US should split in half, or how the fifty states should become fifty separate countries, what have you.
While I can guarantee that I wouldn't have been happy if Romney had won, for a variety of reasons, I certainly wouldn't have behaved in the manner that I saw so many people behaving on Facebook. It's just... Disappointing. Disturbing.
I'm looking forward to seeing what the next four years have to bring. I just hope it's amazing :)
Now I'm off. Off to continue watching/listening to President Obama make his speech.
:)
Oh, I should mention that I voted for Obama.
I'm not ashamed of that, just as I wasn't ashamed to have done so four years ago, and just as anyone who voted for Romney now or McCain back then shouldn't be ashamed. Hopefully those were informed decisions.
The painful part of the whole thing... Well, the most painful part of the whole thing is that people who voted for Romney or didn't like either candidate were very sore about it. We're talking rude, awful comments. Comments about President Obama being a "monkey", moving to Canada/Australia/ some other place. Comments about how the US should split in half, or how the fifty states should become fifty separate countries, what have you.
While I can guarantee that I wouldn't have been happy if Romney had won, for a variety of reasons, I certainly wouldn't have behaved in the manner that I saw so many people behaving on Facebook. It's just... Disappointing. Disturbing.
I'm looking forward to seeing what the next four years have to bring. I just hope it's amazing :)
Now I'm off. Off to continue watching/listening to President Obama make his speech.
:)
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