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Odds & Ends – Countdown to Tri

01 Friday Oct 2010

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ALMOST TRI TIME!  I’m starting to get nervous.  9 more days to a swim, bike, run race!  I’m sure I’ll be fine and I think I have trained enough (although this weekend is shot to hell with social events and appts. so I don’t know what I’m going to do) but I haven’t reached my normal breaking point!  My usual (usual as in the last two times I’ve done a Tri Sprint) this last weekend I should have had a mental break where I scream, “NO MORE!  NO MORE RUNNING.  NO MORE BIKING.  NO MORE SWIMMING.  NONE.  I HURT.  GO AWAY.  I DON’T CARE ABOUT NO FRIGGIN’ TRI.”  But I didn’t and I don’t see that coming.  This tri snuck up on me and I’m a-okay with that!

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Odds & Ends – Ouch Update

01 Friday Oct 2010

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As you know I’m in a constant state of ouch.  The other day I was talking to my friend on the phone when she told me she thought a bar class was coming to Philly and she may give it a shot.  I launched into my normal kudos on the Bar Method and let her know what was hurting like hell that moment due to the class the night before (btw it was the muscles in the lower side of my back and my abs).  She suggested perhaps I should not do things that “hurt like hell.”  Can you imagine that?  Just think of it!  A life without pain?  Does that even exist?  It sounds so blissful!

(BTW right now the tops of my thighs hurt and the muscle in the back of my thigh that leads to my bum hurts like hell.)

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Odds & Ends — Riggins

01 Friday Oct 2010

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I realize I haven’t posted anything in a while.  It isn’t due to lack of things to talk about it has to do with making the time to write about them!  So I’m going to catch up and do a few mini odds & ends!

RIGGINS

Last weekend Riggins and I went up the hill on a Friday.  I had the day off work so took advantage of that to get in some Riggins hill time.  Since I’m normally slaving away at work on a Friday morning the group of folks we passed weren’t our normal crew.  There was an endless amount of “more cowbell” jokes.  Which never get old.  Really.  No sarcasm.  I laugh every time.

His cooling jacket, on the other hand, seemed to baffle folks.  Usually when someone comments about Riggins being “a poor dog” for having to wear a bell or “that’s just sad” when people think he is in a weighted jacket I ignore them.  Why engage?  I get nothing out of it and I don’t know those people.  Usually Riggins is a bit ahead or a bit behind me so other hikers don’t recognize he is mine and feel free to vocalize their thoughts with no knowledge I’m there.

Friday we were walking down the hill with Riggins ahead of me and a group of women were heading up the hill.  I was coming toward them when one of the incredibly intelligent (sarcasm is back) women said, “why the hell would someone put that dog in a bullet proof vest?”  Really?  Did she REALLY think I had special ordered a bullet proof vest and slapped it on Riggins for his weekly hikes through the Hollywood Hills.  What the hell?  As I walked past them I chanted, “don’t engage … don’t engage … don’t engage … ” in my head but my inner voice lost as I past them, turned toward them and said, “It’s a cooling vest.   What my dog is wearing.  It’s a cooling vest.  It would be idiotic for me to put a bullet proof vest on him.”  Stupid seemed unfazed as she continued up the hill.  Sigh.

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I’m Sorry – In Advance

22 Wednesday Sep 2010

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Pissy.

That is the best adjective to describe my mood lately.  I’ve been pissy.  I’m not sure why.  I just have.  My fuse is short, my tolerance for “the stupid” is low, overall I’m in attack mode and ready to take on the world!  That means I’ve been mean.  Not, kick you in the face, mean but “sigh”, roll my eyes, pointed harsh wording mean.  I see myself doing it.  I feel the nasty coming out but I can’t stop it.  I’m just not able to.  So if you have or will cross my path during this pissy mode and I’m mean to you I apologize.  I can’t help it.  It’s like a reflex.  Like blinking.

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You Look Like a Puppet.

22 Wednesday Sep 2010

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As you know from a past post I decided to quite Chemistry.com.  If you read this blog at all the reasons should be obvious.  I still have a few days left on my membership, so I decided to throw caution to the wind and just hit “I’m Interested” on every single person the magic web site matched me up with.   Horrible spelling errors … go ahead.  Unnatural connection to your mother … no problem, please continue.  Lack of job, live with family, 10 roommates, 55 years old … whatever.  Then I came across a photo that was so jarring I couldn’t do it.  I couldn’t press the promised button.  This guy wasn’t horrible looking but he was creeping me out.  He looked like Ernie (as in Bert and) on cocaine and was staring into my soul.  Even for fun I couldn’t hit the “I’m Interested” button.  I’m sorry Ernie.  I just couldn’t do it.

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Elevator Etiquette

21 Tuesday Sep 2010

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I work on the 9th floor of an office building so I have a lot of first hand experience with poor elevator etiquette.  BUT before I launch into a tirade against the people riding up and down in my building let me focus on the “Riggins” part of this “Me Myself & Riggins” blog.

I have very little experience of Riggins and elevators.  This is a good thing as the experience I have isn’t great.  For being such a big guy Riggins is a giant scardy cat.  It’s no surprise an elevator ride with him would cause me nothing but grief.  The Petco by my house requires me to park underground and then find a way up with Riggins in tow.  The escalator is out of the question and the stairs require to go “the long” way around and even they aren’t great since you can see through to the ground and that freaks Riggins out.  So I decided to take the elevator.  Best of the worse.  The ride up wasn’t horrific since he didn’t know what was going on.  He got in the elevator casually but didn’t fight it much.  Then he took a STANCE  in the middle.  All 4 legs out.  Head down.  Un-moving due to terror.  After shopping I headed back to the elevator where, upon seeing the contraption, he put on the breaks and wiggled back and out of his seatbelt/leash.  Leaving me more panicked them him as he was now inches from the worse drivers in America.  I put his seatbelt back on and tried to push him in … didn’t work … did manage to fully entertain the two older gentleman watching from a bench.  So we had to go the long way to the stairs!

Taking a big dog on an elevator — poor elevator etiquette.

Now back to the humans and my daily horror of having to deal with them while confined in a small space.  Here is a list, based on my experience, of things you should and/or should not do while waiting for or riding the elevator:

– If I’m in the elevator happily riding up/down on my own and you and your significant other get in with me, don’t make out the entire “ride.”  This just happened to me moments ago.  It wasn’t fun.  Fair warning … the next couple to do this I will kick in the shins.

– If you are waiting for the elevator and the up and/or down light is already on noting that the elevator has been called for don’t push your way through the mass of people to push it again.  You aren’t doing anything more than pissing me off.

– If you are male you need to allow the female members of the elevator riders to get on or get off before you.  I say this as a feminist and realize that is contradictory and I don’t care.  If you push your way ahead of me you look like an ass.  Probably because you are.

– If I have pushed the button to call the elevator and then you show up and then the car shows up I get to go on first.  You should enter the elevator (minus the dude last rule) in the order you showed up for it.  I’ve made a mental list of who showed up when in my head and I expect that same ranking to be followed into the elevator.  Pushing your way in first is useless as, no matter what, we are all stuck in this box for the next few seconds.  The difference is now you will be taking that ride with me glaring at you in total hatred.

– Don’t wear perfume/cologne.  Seriously.  Did you swim in it?  Do you think that makes you smell better in some way.  You are foul.  Take a bath so you won’t give me and the other riders a migraine.

Now you know.  You can now fully experience riding an elevator without upsetting others around you!  You can think me later.

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Do I Need to Define Atheist For You

17 Friday Sep 2010

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The Chemistry.com fun isn’t over yet friends. My subscription still has a few days on it. Long enough for this gem.

Now that I’ve hit the “resigned” button more guys seem to be noticing me. Oh Chemistry.com. You are so wacky. Someone today felt we should be a match. Here is what he says about himself:

In His Own Words

“im a christian man,looking for a christian woman to share the word, and pray. also to enjoy life and have a good time while being saved. also to fellowship togather enjoy eachothers company share revelation knowlegde and testimonies.”

As you know under “religious beliefs” I’ve stated I’m an Atheist so this guy obviously didn’t read any of my profile. That’s fine. Most people just look at the pictures. I do find it odd that besides his lack of grammar and spelling skills he felt deeply enough to write this and yet market his religious beliefs as “spiritual but not religious.” You want to make a bet?

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My Cooking Skills = You Jealous. Admit It.

17 Friday Sep 2010

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As I’ve mentioned before I read a couple of “healthy living” blogs. They are written by adorable 20 something year old pixies. Vegan or vegetarian with an undying love to whip up fancy foods for them and their equally adorable spouses before they head out for their 7 million mile runs. Just reading about them annoys me. How do this gals have the energy, time, and spirit to whip up a healthy breakfast, lunch, & dinner everyday? Zzzzzzzzz.

They are not me.

4 out of the 5 days of my work week I come home, throw on my work-out clothes, go to Bar Method class or for my run (3 ish miles vs. 7 million), come home and collapse in front of the TV for an hour before dragging myself to my bed (no need to shower by that point all the sweat has dried and Riggins doesn’t mind the smell) to read for a bit before sleep. I realize my life is much too exciting for most people to handle.

The biggest problem I have is figuring out what to make for dinner in the 5-10 seconds between going from not hungry at all post work-out to OH MY GOD I’M GOING TO EAT EVERYTHING IN SIGHT post work-out. Add exhaustion from a long day of work and then exercise and you get nothin’. I often make a big ol’ vat of something on Sunday and then put a pile of whatever that is in a bowl or plate, put it in the microwave for a bit, and ta da! DINNER! Lately I’ve been even too pooped to do that. I’ve invited what I call the NOwich. It’s like a Sandwich but not. Here is the recipe should you want to recreate:

Take a plate. Grab a packet of sandwich turkey slices. Take out a bundle of them and place on your plate. Grab a packet of pre-sliced low fat sandwich cheese slices. Take out two and put them on your plate. Make sure to take out the paper they put between slices as they taste horrible. Grab an avocado. Cut it in half. Scoop out the yummy goodness and put on your plate. Grab something from the fridge to drink and DONE! THE NOWICH.

I work from home on Thursday so yesterday I had a nowich for lunch. After Bar Method class I got home and couldn’t think about doubling up on those in one day so I grabbed my next “go to” dinner item. I will share this recipe with you as well (excited?):

Take a single serving 1 min brown rice container. Open it up. Grab a container of egg whites from the fridge. Poor the egg whites into the rice container until it is almost full. Put it in the microwave and hit “popcorn” setting. That isn’t actually a necessary setting it is just the only setting that works on my microwave. After a couple minutes take out the souffle looking item and turn it upside down on your plate. Add some salsa. DONE! EGG WHITES AND RICE.

Now when I told my mom my plans for dinner she was horrified. Who likes egg whites? I do. I LOVE THEM. If you think too much about what they really are, eggs, in general, are gross. Really disgusting. Egg whites are worse. They are the mucous plug of the chicken. Don’t look at me like that. You eat it too when they scramble up your eggs you know. Still they are tasty so you have to ignore their origin. I had an egg white sandwich for breakfast this morning!

Egg whites are also, I’m told, really good for you. Low fat, low calories, high protein. I learned this from a character on TV. He plays a doctor so I totally believe him.

So there you go. Two somewhat healthy (although not Vegan nor Vegetarian) meals that are easy and fast. Take that oddly healthy pixie-like bloggers!

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Do I Know You?

15 Wednesday Sep 2010

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I received the following email from a Match.com user:

“hi

hi Wendy:

how are you? I am a member now:)”

Doesn’t it seem like he knows me? Like he signed up so he could talk to me? I scratched my head and wondered if I was missing something so I went through my old emails on the system and I don’t think I’ve ever communicated with him … ever. I don’t know how to respond.

“I’m good. Good for you.”

“Okay. Welcome to membership.”

“Fine. Want to go for a jogg?” (Spelling taken from his profile. I figure it would be best to speak his language.)

“I’m doing well. Good for you. Way to fill out a profile. I’m proud of you!”

“Great. Finally! Thank God. Do you want to get married now?”

I think all those responses are appropriate.

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Visual

15 Wednesday Sep 2010

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Per my post yesterday I’ve cancelled my Chemistry.com membership. If you have read this blog at all you know why. Still some may think I’m being a bit harsh on the system. For you people I decided to give you a visual. Above are just a few of the 259+ men who I have shown interest in and never heard from … ever. That is right. I “showed interest” (meaning I passed them to the next level in the silly database) in over 259 men and not one of them decided to contact me back.

Sounds like really bad odds to me!

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