It's one of those days when...

So this morning I promised one of my running buddies I would meet her outside my house at 5:30 a.m. Nothing too unusual about that only that at 5:30 on the nose I realized what I could hear was my alarm. Ahhhhhh! The night before I piled my running clothes in a heap on the floor where I step out of bed. So I jump out of bed and hurriedly got dressed, grabbed my shoes, and got out the door. She was ready to start banging on windows to wake the dead. I got my shoes on and we headed up the street when something felt weird, just not quite right. It was my shorts. I thought while talking out loud, "I think my shorts are on backwards." I pulled out the wasteband and sure enough the tags proved it...on backwards. It was a good laugh. I got things switched around standing in the garage. This whole little scenario reminded me of a dream I had years ago. Somehow I ran with my bra on backwards. Now that would really be a problem.

And the winner is...

Michael. Way to go. Quite the transformation... I have to say I didn't like him much at the first of the season, but he did win me over. And I'm happy for Ashley also. For a while I didn't think she would make it. The Red Team was still full of it when Melissa said it was never about the money. What a bunch of bunk! I don't think Bob and Jillian believed her either; and what an attitude. I find the show entertaining and inspiring to see people tranform and find themselves. Okay, enough of this. The season is over.

The Finale

Our house has been faithfully watching this season of the Biggest Looser every Tuesday night. Now it's down to the finale and I sure hope the right person wins.... Logically, it should be pink or white since they have the most pounds left to loose. I hope it's not gray. He is way to into it for the money and won't keep his weight off long term. Daris, of the orange team, would be alright. One comment about him. He ran his first marathon faster than any of the ones I've run so I can't slam him too hard. And it's not his fault he has a stupid name. So really, anyone but gray. That's my vote and I'm sticking to it.

Goldilocks Ride and Lesson Learned

On May 8th I rode the Goldilocks 60 miler. It's taken me a couple of weeks to write about this. Not because the ride wasn't great, it was. It started in Herriman, wound it's way to Day Break via Backus Highway, Riverton, Camp Williams, Thanksgiving Point, Point of the Mountain, back to Riverton, Day Break, into West Jordan and back to Herriman. There were a fair amount of hills, but none that couldn't be overcome. All-in-all it was a great day for a ride.

We left home at 7:30am with our riding groupies to be ready for an 8:30 start. The weather even cooperated. We met my sister and her girls there and off we went. Some doing 30, others ended up doing 40 something and we did 60 something. Everything was going along just fine until I got a flat at about mile 50. I'd picked up a staple somewhere along the road. Needless to say, it wasn't too compatible with my rear tire. So, we fixed it, filled it up, and off we went. (Did I make that sound like it was no big deal?)

Anyhow, we finished the ride and all was well. Made plans to do it again next year and I went to get the car to load up the bikes. Sigh. When I went to pull out my car keys and clicker they weren't in my jersey pocket. Now this is a problem... When I got back over to where Mel and the bikes were waiting and explained what was going I decided to phone up AAA.

They were more than happy to send someone upon renewing my expired membership of 3/31/2010. In order to do that they just needed a credit card. Guess what? It was locked inside my car. This is where my breakdown began. Sister bailed me out with her credit card and amongst ordering bigger t-shirts for the event told me she would take me wherever I needed to go. At that moment, I didn't really care if I got a bigger t-shirt and I'm pretty sure everyone at the rodeo grounds heard me say it...sorry sister. Anyway, AAA was on their way to get us into my car to get the house keys so Sister could then drive us to Holladay to then get the the spare car key and return to Herriman to finally unlock the car and drive home.

In the meantime, family drove to look for the lost keys at Thanksgiving Point with no luck in finding them. The short of this long story is, from now on Mel will be the keeper of the car keys or I will zip them in my trunk on my bike. Lesson learned. We got home about 7:30 p.m. still wearing our spandex... On Monday I made a trip to Larry Miller Honda and purchased a new clicker for $74.

The Fat Game

Ever played the Fat Game? Well, it's being played pretty darn well at our house this Sunday afternoon. I've eaten everything in sight (this is no exaggeration) and just had a craving for Parmesan popcorn. It's being popped this second. I don't want to go for a walk. It's raining. I don't want to play Wii Fit. It would take too much energy. All I want to do is keep my arss planted on the couch and eat some more. If my theory works, by tomorrow morning I'll feel so fat, I'll want to get out and run. Time will tell...

Been in a Funk...

Okay, the last little while I've kind of been in a funk. Not really sure what's up, or why... But I'm out of it now and here's why.

I got a phone call at work a couple of days ago just after I'd come out of a meeting. The phone call was to find out if I wanted to go on a trip. Boy, did I ever. The timing couldn't have been better. I asked Mel if she wanted my AMEX# to book it. I also remember saying, "Hurry and book it before I change my mind." And she did. We are going to Scotland. Okay, there's a bit of lead time for this one. Departure isn't until next March so there's all kinds of time to plan and figure out who's going to drive on the wrong side of the road. This adventure does require a car as we'll be staying in various B&Bs and a castle on the last night. Oh goodness... Here's some pictures of what's to come...

This is Annoying...

So, the E was on empty... Time to fill-er-up. Then I saw the price. As far as I'm concerned gas is a necessary evil. You never see it. It costs a lot of money, and it's required to go anywhere of distance to do anything fun. Pretty much those gas station places have you over a barrel. How high do you think it's going to go?

What are those fun things of distance, you ask? Well, here's a non-inclusive list:

• Memorial Day Weekend, featuring the Greenwood Tri
• Little Red
• Spudman Tri
• Other spontaneous activities that are sure to come up

Might I also say something that is as important as gas is keys, but more on that later...

Ogden Marathon

Yesterday was a perfect day for a marathon. Finally, a day where you could run comfortably in shorts and a tank top. The Ogden Marathon celebrated it's 10 year. I ran it the first year with the other 600 inagural runners. What I remember most about that year was the keychain we got for a medal and more importantly my introduction to chocolate milk at at the finish line. COW lowfat Chugs are the best!

Anywho, the marathon was great. I ran with good friends and even got to run with my cousin Shannon for a few minutes. This race is well organized and they take care of the runners. I was happy to see it ranked #9 on the runners world list. It deserves to be there.