Lesson Learned

My parents came to stay with me this weekend because my dad was in an art show here in Des Moines and since my brother was in the States, he joined them!

Sunday, my mom went to the art show with my dad, a little earlier than Kristopher and I. So, while I was getting ready, Kristopher was reading. So I thought.

When I walked downstairs I noticed quickly that he had actually not been reading, after all. He had been busy turning my place upside down. Literally. He hung every picture upside down, turned everyone of my Coffee and Dining Room table tiles upside, he even turned everyone of my rugs upside down. But, what really got me is that he took the time to actually take my pictures out of the frames and reframe them upside down.

I later discovered that he hid the toaster up above my cabinets in the kitchen. Lord knows what more I will find as the week progresses.

I very clearly need to speed my "getting ready" process up considerably.

Overwhelming Fumes

I ran to my mothership (Victoria Secret Semi-Annual Sale) over my lunch hour.

In most cases when I visit that store, I walk out smelling a bit like a hooker and this visit was no exception.

I had to go to a meeting as soon as I got back, though, and ooooooh my goodness. I felt so bad for the person I was sitting next to, because I was even grossing myself out. It is hard to pinpoint exactly which smell I bathed in that smelled like sweet, yet spicy ass, because there were oh so many of them... But, I do now know how to give myself a sink bath in my office restroom.

I Am Switching

To the Metric System.

I just went to Mexico and turns out that you weigh like half of what you really weigh, you run twice as far and twice as fast.

That sounds pretty darn encouraging to me!

Pet?

I went on a super long walk with my my great friends Ryan and Bryan last night and it turned out to be quite a hike... I think all total, we covered about 6 miles, saw a big gigantic snapping turtle and the cutest little baby frogs you can ever imagine. I googled this picture, but that is seriously how tiny these little babycakes were. I thought one was a little pebble and almost stepped on it, but then I realized what it was.

I totally can't stop thinking about how totally adorbs it was... So I emailed Ryan this morning with a plan...

Me: I think I am going to go find one of those mini frogs and have it as a pet....

Ryan: Remember... they do get bigger. Like kids. Also, you can't just get it and then give it away later.

Me: Why can't I get it and then give it away?? I would actually get it, wait until it became like 2 inches long... which would make it lose all of it's cuteness, of course... and then I would toss it out of my slider! While he was still under 2 inches, and I still loved him, though, I would name him Dog. Dog the Frog.

Ryan: ANIMAL KILLER! Of course, after he lost off of his ability to survive on his own... it would only make sense to throw him out to the wild to be killed/die!! Leave those mini frogs alone, you bully!

Clearly, he is just way to sensitive to discuss my plan with... Expect him to not be invited to Dog's welcome home party.

Tryin' It Out

I have not kept it a secret that I seriously hate running... I am not a runner, but I do force myself to do it as much as I can.

Boyfriend is also not a runner and he may or may not know it.

Yesterday, he didn't know it and suggested we try something new he had been reading about, barefoot running. Our Lord and Savior engineered our feet perfectly, who needs Nike, right?!

I am up for trying new things, so we headed out and gave it a whirl.

Pros:

I was so focused on not stepping on a big piece of glass or a gigantic rock, that it really did take my mind off of the run itself... allowing me to run faster and longer.

I could tell that I worked my calve muscles more, because of the placement of my foot when it hit the ground. (That may or may not be a good thing... I haven't checked into it yet...).

Not having to put on shoes and socks cut down the "getting ready" process by about 45 seconds.

Cons:

We really did look pretty silly, truckin down the street with work out clothes on and no shoes. I was dying for someone to say something to us, so I could yell out, "Don't worry! We are barefoot runners!!".

Maybe you shouldn't take you first couple of runs in a neighborhood with children. I can tell you, that if you miss a rock and accidentally step on it, eff bombs are getting dropped. You can't even help it.

The barefoot running shoes (isn't that a contradiction?!) are about $90 at Scheels and they are so ugly!

Final Report:

I may try it again, if coaxed and without coaxing I may try on the barefoot running shoes and take a lap or two around Scheels, I think a true customer assessment would be a good idea.