Who againthought it was a reasonable idea to drive to Malibu at 4:30 this morning and run a half marathon with little to no training? Aaaaaaah, that’s right, I DID. But you know what? It was ok! Views of surfers swimming in the glassy, smooth Pacific, and a great playlist kept me chugging along. Speaking of my playlist today, check out a sampling of some of the songs I hoofed it to below – hollar:
And lest I forget, I have to give a ha-yuuuuuuge shout-out to my running mate Brittney (below) for coaxing forcingme repeatedly to get my pale, dormant, fat arse out of bed and into her car during the wee hours of this morning. I love ya gurl!
I think everybody has a handful of quotes that resonate with them… that kinda make everything make sense and get ‘em right here (I’m pointing to my ticker), and this one has been my mantra as of late. I usually walk on the sunny side of the street and all, but I’ve definitely hit funks in the last few years when things were reeeeally tough and I thought, ah balls. I hope the best years of my life aren’t already behind me, because that would be dismal. And those are just 6 little words written in hot pink watercolor, but ever since I saw that picture, it shifted my outlook just a little bit. And when I moved to C-bus this summer, I framed it and hung it in my kitchen, so every morning when I see it, I look at it, grin, and then slap it on the way out the door like I’m running out of the Notre Dame football locker room and onto the field. Those are very simple words, but for some reason they seem very poignant and have some kinda effervescent effect on me… and I bet you have a few ditties of your own that have the same effect on you. So, fun weekend project (?) Print off your favorite one (here are some ideas), stick it in a pretty frame (can you say Marshall’s, $5.99?), and put it in a place where you’ll see it every day. Like this:
And then you can slap it, love it, chant it, sing it, shout it, bake it, shake it or deep fry it. Whatever gets you goin’.