Heh..  I wimped out today and did not go for my long run.  I just did not feel up to running 7-9 mis in the rain, cause I do that the rest of the time.  So I opted to go to the gym and stair climb.  40 minutes on the climber and 40 minutes lifting...I think that was a good trade off.  The only draw back of going to the gym on a Sunday morning is all the scenery is still a sleep. LOL.  Now on to the rest of my Sunday...

I just booked my room for the Portland RnR half-marathon.  Now I know I'm doing this.  I know I shouldn't be nervous but I am.  I haven't done two big races a month apart since I did the Big Island marathon and the HonSport 30km when I was 17.  I'm a lot older now, I wonder if my body will survive. LOL.  I'm doing Portland in May then the Seattle in June, this year I can order one of the cool medals that signifies I'm a twofer.  Now I really have to start training...snow be damned.

WTH... There were 43 messages on my voice mail at work yesterday.  That's one of the reasons why I don't like missing work.  There is no one to get my VM's.  All my messages were because everybody's freaking cause they can't get their medications.  I guess I can't be snowed/iced in like everybody else.  I love how people think I can wave my magic wand and make things happen.  I can make somethings happen but not the major stuff.  And why do people leave me message at 2am.  The clinic hours are 8:30-5.  The bright spot yesterday was G was there and she could room the patients while I took care of all the calls.  Unfortunately due to tightening of the belt, yesterday was also the last day I will have G to help me on Mondays...bummer.

My first blog

My first blog.  Where do I start?  Oooh, I know.  Today while running in the slush I finally got the answer to people's age old question to me...why do I run/work out.  Well,  after being coop up for a couple of days and not being able to get to the gym or hit the road running, I went running for the first time yesterday and today.  And boy did I feel better.  Running and working out gives me an outlet to work off frustration, anger, and whatever.  No wonder I haven't shot anybody yet... jus joking.  But seriously, working out is a great way to help with anger management (for me).  My husband can tell just by being in the same room with me that I haven't worked out.  He says I just get this vibe that says walk lightly.  Okay I'm not that bad, but for my peace of mind I need to sweat and just let it all go.  Also it's a great way to get "me" time.   And best of all I can say I'm the same weight I was when I graduated from High school, and a couple of sizes smaller (size 1).  30 years, yay me.  Keep on running bitches...