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Being a hippie I hate to admit to loving something as corporate as Nike.  But seriously, sometimes I see the Nike logo, and can’t help but tingle all over, especially when it is race weekend and the message is female empowerment. [run like a girl photo] Makes my heart go pitter patter. On Friday I went into the city for some fun (to pick up my race day packet, bib number, and get some pampering).  Hello, freebies!!!  Smoothies, manicures, pedicures, massages, not to mention the samples from Kashi, Luna, Safeway, Ghirardelli, Say Yes to Carrots,… Read more >

No worries.  I’m alive.  However, I have been super busy…I will fill you in on most of the deets later.  But, in the mean time, may I present to you a post written so long ago that I completely forgot about it… Brekkie of champions.  Hash browns a la Kyle (chop, PAM, sizzle, salt, pepper, eat) with 2 eggs on the side.  Note the ketchup on the sidelines just waiting to be called in. Dueling coffee (mine is the frothy white cup on the left, Kyle’s is the nearly black mug on the right).  For… Read more >

If my relationship with running is ANY indication of my marriage skills, the future is looking bright for me and Kyle.  I was thisclose to throwing in the towel at multiple points this morning, and oddly enough, they were ALL before the race even started.  I’m not going to go into too detailed a description of the race, because most of my issues and battles were psychological in nature and BEFORE I even got to the starting corral.  I took this horrendous photo of myself to (a) show you the obscene time I was up… Read more >

All these readers coming out of the woodwork – I love it!!  Especially when I get free back/chiropractor advice out of it.  You guys are the BEST 😀 Javaaaahhh.  Much like yesterday’s, this cup was another NuStevia success story.  I adore the hint of vanilla that a few drops of extract provides.  YUM. I’m not sure why that apple looks so small – or why I appear to have man-hands?  It was a normal sized apple…but evidently the vise-like grip of my massive hands makes fruit resemble 2-bite horse apples. Whatevs.  While sipping away, I… Read more >

Friday’s dinner deserves it’s own post. I don’t think there are words nearly adequate enough to describe the night I had.  Not only was the company delightful, but the meal – OMG – I could go on about it for hours (which I did, much to Kyle’s delight).  Just looking at the pictures now, I am having flashbacks with a Pavlovian type response. Drool! I met up with the one and only Miss VeggieGirl on Friday night too excited for words…her pimpa$$ hotel was within walking distance of PURE so we ended up only moderately… Read more >