lisa34t - I do bulk cooking for my breakfasts. I make burritos and freeze them and grab one in the morning. Best thing EVER and makes breakfast SO easy. Congrats on 210!
beahawkins - I'd give him one more date, but if I wasn't feeling it I'd be done and move on. I hate wasting my time. I'm pretty crude though and sex is pretty important to me, so if there was no chemistry it'd be game over.
Or establish that you only view him as a friend so you can still hang out, but date others. And I'm a grammar n@zi too, (why was the censored? lol) so that'd be an immediate deal breaker. jmko Oh wow - you must be a very busy bee, but that sounds fun. I'm very organized, so I could see myself enjoying that. Hope you had safe travels!
Quiet Ballerina - God I hate car problems. I had to take my car in TWO HUNDRED miles and THREE WEEKS AFTER the warranty expired. I was INFURIATED. I nearly lost my mind. lol. I did not have coupons and when DH is present I can't spit as much game and have prices reduced. lol. What kind of shoes? Pics? I <3 shoes.
pinksparkles WOOHOO! Congrats on your run! It's such a good feeling when you're done.
Atarimae - That's awesome that you've got some support. It makes it SO much easier.
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Well, it's Monday and Tom has left, so I'm back to my Dirty South Hip Hop station where I'm currently listing to David Banner's song Play while I sip my coffee.
My body always goes crazy after I do extreme things (ie. triathlons and the bike ride where I burned 3000 calories and I gain weight. I was at 224 this morning. I'm okay with it. It'll come off quickly.
The bike race - oh the bike race. Alright, here goes nothing...
REWIND: so, I had been stressing about this BBC Ride because initially my husband (Kevin) had talked me into doing the 33 miler - without me having ever ridden 33 miles. We went out to a pretty flat course and did 32 miles a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, I was hung over and it wasn't a good test of endurance. Like I said then, with 5 miles left I was not in a good place and my vag was killing me.
BBC Ride: Let me start by saying that BBC means Beautiful Backroads Century. Backroads mean hills, they don't mean sh*t else. Now that we've gotten that out of the way...We get up at 5am to be at the ride by 6:30am. Registration/check-in is 1/4 mile from where you park. Wtf? I may do these races/rides/tris/sh*t, but I HATE walking a long way from my car to my destination. Anyhow, so we walk the 1/4 mile in the dark, check in, then have to walk 1/4 mile back to the car to unrack our bikes and then go 1/4 mile BACK to registration for the start. Kevin's Uncle is a cyclist, too and he did the ride, so he met us up there.
Well, Kevin goes to look for his uncle so I hold both of our bikes and there's a group of cyclists standing next to us and they say to me, "You holding everyone's bike?" in that we know your big @ss isn't riding a bike that nice way which only infuriates me, so I respond with, "Yeah, this is definitely my bike and I'm holding my husbands." So, Kevin gets back and takes his bike and they say to him, "Aren't you going to pay her for holding your bike?" and Kevin is like, "What?" and the guy says, "Aren't you going to pay her for her services?" ....no clue why, but his response got me so hot and bothered. He says, is that very Alpha male, serious way, "Yes, she's my wife and I take care of her in every way possible. I don't need to pay her." BOOM. Made my panties twitch. And shut that guy up.
This is a ride, not a race. There's no "GO!" or "START!" there's just random people leaving whenever they want with no official time and no bibs. It was all very overwhelming for me, especially since there were over 1800 cyclists.
Well, we set off to do the 15 miler, but...I'm writing the rest in my blog...this is already long...
Glad to say I resisted!)



Shoes!