Sunday, June 10, 2012

I'm still here... ish.

I'm in a funk.  Of no time.  And wasted time.  And traveling time.  running time.  sweating time.  complaining time.  you know, the usual.  I apparently rarely have time for capitalizing letters.  or planning for camp.  Or shopping on the internet.  Or stalking something I want.  Or probably shaving my legs.

Since I got home from San Diego I've also been cursing this hot ass city and how I think I'm genetically predisposed to cooler climates, jackets, the beach, and running.  It makes me a better person.  These are not new revelations.  Just ones that I feel I should share.

I didn't win the SD half.  I came in 3rd.  Better luck next year.

I kid I kid.  I came in... 6606.  But, the time on my watch was like 8 mins faster than the "official race time" (not that I'm counting either time as fast.)  What I'm trying to say is... I came in 3rd.  Or at least like 6599.  It's the little things.

Like stealing pictures.  Which I absolutely did NOT do... Amanoa did it.  That bitch be crazy.


Jill said...

Good job on the marathon! Hope the funk is over soon.

Kristi Thomsen said...

Way to go! You finished, so as far as I am concerned, you won the whole thing!

CDS said...

Bitch, please! You're amazing!

A.B. said...

Lets go with those comments. I won the whole thing and am amazing. I likes. Lets all go to California!

Perfectly Imperfect said...

you freaking did it though. get it girl!!!

and if you're moving to cali, i'm coming with.