Running For The Riesling

Bustin a gut, buildin a butt

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Things and stuff: (as Darcy would say)

1. Thank you all SO much for your support on my race time. This is an amazing community and I’m so proud to be a part of it.

2. I’m feeling super cute today.

3. And loving my legs, obvi.

4. I’m moving. Again. I’m so sick of moving. I swear once I buy a house I’m never moving again.

5. I still feel like I should be ready to buy a house at 30. But that’s in 2 months and I’m just not ready.

6. Work is insane for me right now and I’m worried my workout schedule will take the back seat. I already skipped yesterday as I was at work for 11 hours. Gotta make it a priority.

7. Montana is finally having decent weather. Hallelujah.

8. Life is damn good, friends. Damn good.

Filed under randomness

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You guys!

I finished 16th out of 449 runners in my age group this weekend.

The girl who used to weigh 300 pounds. The girl who still has 30 pounds to lose. That girl!

It’s no gold medal, but dang it I’m proud of that!

Filed under no shame tootin my own horn

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Things my tumblr friends understand: 1. The sense of elation when slamming a cup of coffee and taking a jog around the block elicits the intended effect on race day. 2. The sense of relief when your sponsor for the race tells you all they have left are size medium tshirts, and it actually fits. 3. The awesomeness of not having to pay for a race because you have a sponsor! And that sponsor is the Montana Beef Council. And you get an I heart beef shirt! 4. The sense of gratitude to your parents for being at the finish line. (This one is new. They surprised me at my half last year, and now they love coming to see me run.) 5. The feeling of HOLY SHIT I’M A BADASS when you run an awesome race, PR the shit out of it, remember why you love running, and start thinking about all the races you want to run now. Montana Women’s Run 2013 - 2 miles - approx 17:30

Things my tumblr friends understand:

1. The sense of elation when slamming a cup of coffee and taking a jog around the block elicits the intended effect on race day.

2. The sense of relief when your sponsor for the race tells you all they have left are size medium tshirts, and it actually fits.

3. The awesomeness of not having to pay for a race because you have a sponsor! And that sponsor is the Montana Beef Council. And you get an I heart beef shirt!

4. The sense of gratitude to your parents for being at the finish line. (This one is new. They surprised me at my half last year, and now they love coming to see me run.)

5. The feeling of HOLY SHIT I’M A BADASS when you run an awesome race, PR the shit out of it, remember why you love running, and start thinking about all the races you want to run now.

Montana Women’s Run 2013 - 2 miles - approx 17:30

Filed under beef may be for dinner but PRs are for breakfast

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Flashback Friday. I’ve OBVIOUSLY always been a fashionista. Edit to add: who makes a third grader loop their thumb through their neon striped suspenders like they’re some sort of cowboy vigilante?!? Seriously, photographer!

Flashback Friday.

I’ve OBVIOUSLY always been a fashionista.

Edit to add: who makes a third grader loop their thumb through their neon striped suspenders like they’re some sort of cowboy vigilante?!? Seriously, photographer!

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unicornfandancing: worst part about being an adult? by far? realizing that you’re average as shit. realizing that you possess no real skills that another person couldn’t learn over about 2 weeks of half hearted training. realizing that you’re neither the prettiest nor the ugliest nor the smartest or the dumbest or the roundest or the thinnest. just realizing that you are leaving a solid B minus lifestyle on a good day.  there are people out there who do extraordinary things and change the world! but in order for those people to aim so so high and be so so daring there are hundreds of thousands of other people who have to work hard at an average job to make sure someone’s website is up and running or that someone else’s computer is assembled properly or that the subways that everyone rides are in working condition or that the food you eat is in the stores when you need to go buy it. give the average people credit once in awhile is all i am saying, you know? not everyone can be kanye mother fucking west.  Amen

unicornfandancing:

worst part about being an adult? by far? realizing that you’re average as shit. realizing that you possess no real skills that another person couldn’t learn over about 2 weeks of half hearted training. realizing that you’re neither the prettiest nor the ugliest nor the smartest or the dumbest or the roundest or the thinnest. just realizing that you are leaving a solid B minus lifestyle on a good day. 

there are people out there who do extraordinary things and change the world! but in order for those people to aim so so high and be so so daring there are hundreds of thousands of other people who have to work hard at an average job to make sure someone’s website is up and running or that someone else’s computer is assembled properly or that the subways that everyone rides are in working condition or that the food you eat is in the stores when you need to go buy it.

give the average people credit once in awhile is all i am saying, you know? not everyone can be kanye mother fucking west. 

Amen

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Tonight included:

Pork belly with a white chocolate black bean sauce

Korean beef tacos

Shrimp tacos

Mussels in Cajun sauce

Shrimp wontons

Moscow mules

Shared amongst friends. Nothing in excess. Twas glorious.

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Just finished up 5K. Nothing was beautiful and everything hurt. In fact, I almost said eff it after a mile and walked home. But I didn’t. And it’s done. And it’s fine. I’ll consider it a recovery run. Recovering from eating crap, barely working out, and getting too little sleep and too little water the past 7 days.

Just finished up 5K. Nothing was beautiful and everything hurt. In fact, I almost said eff it after a mile and walked home.

But I didn’t. And it’s done. And it’s fine.

I’ll consider it a recovery run. Recovering from eating crap, barely working out, and getting too little sleep and too little water the past 7 days.

Filed under sometimes running is an asshole

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Why

Are there so few Indy pics on my dash? Are you all too drunk and forgetful already?