2008 Comes to a close

2008 was filled with...
memories
firsts
injuries
PR's
the list goes on.
Most of all it was filled with friends and family.

Cheers to a happy and healthy 2009!

See ya next year!

Back to training...I think

Thepast week was not only christmas - which means you eat lot sof food without reading the labels and drink an obscene amount of wine.
Add to that being sick and unable to workout.
the epitome of laziness.
christmas + bad cold + mom's TLC. life is good. (thanks to puffs plus that is)

but alas, time to hit the gym again.
wait, first let me...
FALL DOWN THE STAIRS!

For real?!?!

My knee is begging for an ice pack.
And my back is asking for the heating pad.
Now I really need mom's TLC.

Single Ladies

I can only hope that one day I have a daughter this talented.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_0JiIIsWd0

Track

I finally made it back to track practice last night.
I drive over to the track. Hmmm. there are no cars.
I call a few people and fianlly get an answer.
And track is n ow at a different track!
I head on over to the other track, which fortunately was not far away.
I missed the warm up, so I just did an 800 around the track.
It was a nice evening. Not cold.
It sure was humid, though.
The shins were tight, but not making me stop.
As we continue doing timed 1200's they get real tight. dammit!
then luckily we do another 1200 but this time it's broken up.
yeah rests.
wait every 200 we have to do 10 push ups.
but that's 60 push ups.
it wasn't so bad. i kind of liked it.
shhhh.
around this time the lights come on.
then we do sprints up and down the field to work on form.
must use arms.
must use arms.
then it's time to go.
already?
okay.
time to eat!

Big 3

I love Christmas!

A Christmas Story for people having a bad day:
When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the Pre-Christmas pressure.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, Heaven knows where.

Then when he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.

Frustrated, Santa went in the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered the elves had drank all the cider and hidden the liquor.

In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw off the end of the broom.

Just then the doorbell rang and an extremely irritated Santa marched to the door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?'

And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

2009 Here I come!!

The schedule has been made.
And the training has begun.

2009 Here I come...