Flowing Black Water, Crepe Paper Sun

The title is just the first line of a song that has been stuck in my head for a week. The band is Three Merry Widows, if you can find them anywhere, listen to them. They were around in '92 and they were not exactly a big name, little name...or really much of anything. Just a band that I adore.

OK, where was I going to go with this post today?

First, I need to post a picture of my water fanny pack for Jenn. It's the Nathan Elite 1 Plus Water Bottle Carrier. I LOVE IT. I have my water, my sports drink, and a spot for a tasty treat. It's not as bulky as some of the water fanny packs I have seen. Here's what it looks like:

I realize I should probably post what it looks like while I am wearing it, but really, let's be real. It's hideous. Do I dare share? Please forgive me for what you are about to see:


Oh, Blogger was nice. It made the picture much smaller then I anticipated. What you can't really see here is that my pants are slipping down, my shirt has ridden up and my back fat is exposed. :) This is what happens to you as you are about to cross the finish line next to some bitch half your size not sporting a water fanny pack. It's also what happens after 26.1 miles. You just don't care anymore.

On that note, this picture is a reminder that I am not going to make the same mistakes I made last go around. This time I am going to eat normal. I am not going to look at my calories burned as a reason to eat the entire pie. Did I mention I am doing this again? This time I am only going for a 1/2 marathon, but I am still training for a freakin' 1/2 marathon! There's not a lot of people who can say they have done that. This season I am a mentor for Team In Training. It will be a new perspective for me. As a mentor the training isn't all about me. I am here to support my mentees. I am also excited to have Jenn and her friend Danelle joining me with Team and Training as well. We are going to be doing the Rock 'N Roll San Diego Marathon. As a member of Team In Training we will have the option of completing the half marathon. It's one of the perks. I believe Apryl will be joining us at the event as well, but for the full marathon. Over the next several months we will all be blogging about the progress of our training (and sometimes the lack of progress).

So, away we go. I will be back more often I hope. I just needed to reevaluate what I need and want from this blog. I think I know now.

Ch-ch-ch-changes...

It's the little things in life that are changing. The things that once felt so important, but now are so trivial I question why I ever cared. Take for instance my latest purchase.

The Nike Womens Air Pegasus + 2008. Behold their beauty. Or, as I would have thought a year ago, their lack thereof. Today, for one of the first times in my life, I wore athletic shoes in public, with jeans and not as my #1 exercise accessory. I found them to be comfortable. They were bright and flashy, but they were comfortable. I was wearing them in public since I had put off buying a new pair for a couple weeks due to our current financial state. While we are still in said financial state the shoes were a necessity as my old ones were wearing down on tread and my marathon is two weeks away (12 days to be exact). But because I had waited so long to purchase the shoes I needed to break them in before putting 26.2 miles on them. To be honest, I think I might have to purchase another pair of athletic shoes for my every day travels. Every day shoes will be much cuter then the shoes made for running and not for looking cute.

The other purchase I have made is a pair of spandex pants. I have been fighting the idea of spandex since April, but after two long distance training sessions and some very painful chaffed areas I have given in. The first pair I tried on were like putting on black tights. You could see the pattern of my underwear through them. I suppose if my ass were not so big that the material stretched so far they became see through, it wouldn't be a problem, sadly, my ass is that big. So instead I bought a pair that had a thicker material to them, and a handy little pouch where my travel size Body Glide will fit nicely. These are the pants I will be wearing this Sunday October 19th:

Behold the Moving Comfort Women's Endurance Capri. The word endurance means the pants will help my inner thighs endure 7 hours of rubbing against each other without causing horribly chafed patches of skin. There lies the beauty of Spandex.