My ride in the paddy wagon

Today I was to run in the Ogden marathon. While I started and prepped for it, I only made it 9 miles before I asked for a ride to the finish.

My only reasoning would be that I never had a good clear mental image of myself finishing. I had many constraints that were making me nervous and anxious about it. The biggest being able to get to mile 17.3 before 4:30hrs. Of course that goes in hand with the fact that I've yet to develop speed. I barely maintain a 16 minute mile on a 3 mile run. So add not enough training to this list of constraints.

And for some reason being the last racer affected me this time. I've been last in numerous of races. That is not new to me. I can only assume that with such a long race that I just couldn't bear being the last. I didn't like that at an aid station they had gotten rid of all the liquids and I'd have to go 2 more miles for any. I panicked. I went the 2 miles but my performance decreased way too much. I didn't want to do it anymore.

Of course I'm going to do another one now though. I'll work on my training and get faster. But my heart is disappointed, as it should be, that I bowed out. I know that I'll always think of this race on all my others and that will help carry me through. Yet I'm extremely happy that those near and dear carried on without me and did a wonderful job. I'm jealous of you all.

But at least I got a new hair cut!!
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A quick hoppy easter

Can you believe it's been 2 years since I started this blog?! One of my first posts was concerning Easter. This Easter I don't quite have the time so I'm going to just quickly tell you a few things.

Ham or Turkey? That was the question this year. Most of didn't care but we had those who felt ham is easter and nothing else. Well we ended up with both BUT that fabulous gravy would not have been if there had been turkey!

We put together an impromptu egg hunt for the children. They had fun collecting the eggs and sharing the dollar bills that were in only 4 of them. Then afterwards the kids wanted us to do an adult egg hunt. Don't take that dirty please. The kids hid the eggs. My sister and I were the only ones willing until I bribed my brother with the bet that if he could get more eggs than myself and my sister combined then I'd pay him $5. We lost. He cheats! It was SO much fun the kids wanted us to do it again.

For our egg dive at the recreation we had a sack race. I was going to race but it got put away before I could. But the real highlight was seeing 2 grown men race and the picture I've included shows the results of that race.

Yay for Easter!
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Two nights ago I was rescued by pasta roni for dinner. I love pasta roni. But when I'm in training for a marathon boxed, processed foods is nearly the last thing I should be eating. But I had no energy and no idea for dinner, so it came in handy.

The next morning though I got up early so I could put the roasts into the crock pot. This time I had planned. Italian Roast via slow cooker. Served with mashed potatoes made with cream. Ah, does the cream ever add a delicious flavor that will make you never want to eat them another way. My first time trying them made that way and I sold my soul to never eat them another way. That whole meal was wonderful. Meat and potatoes.

Since the roasts made so much meat we used it again tonight. Stuffed philly cheese steaks. French bread dough stuffed with beef, peppers, onions, mushrooms and cheese. Baked till golden brown. Hmmm. Mine needed more cheese. Next time. I served it fries, waffle cut, and made a homemade fry sauce. Not too bad! I think I'll make fry sauce all the time now.

I love cooking. It's great. But every now and then I love pasta roni.
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We're friends? Acquaintances, maybe?

Within the span of 36 hours I came across two instances of whether someone was a friend or an acquaintance. Which led to me thinking...do I make long lasting friendships or just of the moment acquaintances?

If you were to take a look at my social life at this given time you'd see it consists of my family and several co-workers. Now I do consider these folks to be friends. I want to do stuff with them. When I think of an activity I want to do, an event I'd like to attend or a restaurant I'd like to eat at my first thoughts go to these people. Maybe they'd like to try it. We can try it together. Do they only come to my mind because I spend the most time with them, physically and verbally. (Is texting considered verbal?)

I could list several upon several instances of people I either went to school with or worked alongside of that I would spend plenty of time with and considered a friend that now, not being in school or working with, that I hardly, if ever, hear from again.

When I was a young child I can remember a fight that occurred between myself and my two best friends. We got over it and made up, because of pair of jelly sandals, and our good times forged ahead. My parents then got divorced and I can honestly say I never had what I would consider a best friend again. Of those two best friends, I haven't heard from one of them since elementary school. The second one I reconnected with briefly in High School and then again via facebook.

In Jr High I made several friends and can fondly remember our times using the words stoopid and phat. But when high school came they went to Bountiful High and I went to Woods Cross. We tried to stay in touch and I even sluffed my school to go to their seminary class. Brother Southwick if I recall correctly. And I was a home schooled cousin visiting for the week. But eventually we grew apart.

There is gag that my only friends are ones from work. I will admit at first I was embarrassed about it. I've thought about it quite thoroughly and intently and have yet to make my mind up. I'm not embarrassed anymore about it because some work friends are my most favorite. But I question why I couldn't keep a friendship? Do I need the closeness? Some people are friends and only chat or see each other a few times a year. Why can't I? Why didn't I maintain contact with those where it was lost? I don't remember those little, yet hugely effective, details. I guess the most important part is I remember the fun times we had.

I would never want to forgot those.
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A dish best served cold

I tore an icicle from the side of the Sizzler building tonight. It was rather large. Upon holding the icicle I thought "wow, this would make a great spear." So I threw caution to wind and yelled out to my father, who was quite a distance away, to watch out. I hurled the icicle into the air and it flopped down barely halfway between myself and my father. Ice is hard to throw.

The great thing about holding the icicle though was revenge. Which I exacted onto my 9 year old nephew by placing my bare frigidly cold hand under his shirt and onto his warm bare back. Hahahahahahaha! Revenge is sweet.
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My sister has it so together...

Here is the clutter that is my life...

My trunk

Hundreds, if not thousands, of items. Most is not mine. But they are in my possession so therefor it is my clutter.

Here is her organization....

Her freezer

Nice and tidy. Prim and proper. Q's and P's minded. I'm jealous, aren't you?

Flashing. But not that kind.

I'll wait while you get your mind out of the gutter.

I mean flashing your headlights. Why do people flash their headlights at you?

My first thought is they are notifying you that a headlight is out. My second is that they are notifying you that a cop lies ahead. My third thought is they are just being rude and want to flash them at all the more people they can.

So in a week, the first time I get flashed I pull into my driveway and check my lights. They are both a-okay. 100% good. Then the second time, within a week, I look for a cop. Nuthin, nada, zilch. Maybe now my lights are out. Nope, still working 2 beams. So the 3rd time in a week that I get flashed, I curse humanity and it's insane ways of working.
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