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la_belle_laideSo I was out at the supermarket today and I was going down the cereal aisle to where the chocolate is because I was yearning for some dark chocolate chips, right? I'm getting my chips and out of the corner of my eye I see this dark-haired woman stop dead, wing her cart around and go hoofing it the opposite direction as if she'd seen a ghost. I turn just in time to catch her profile out of the corner of my and I'm thinking that she looks familiar to me, hmm, why the hell would she take off like that? And then a little light went on over my head and I think I know who she is. I think it's the female half of the Insane Clown Posse. You know, the disgusting, unsavory people who have a karma card awaiting them? I'm pretty sure it was her! To be honest I can't be 100% certain because in the handful of times I saw her at The Bad Place I was always doing my damndest not to look, not to get too close, and not to effing smell her (because, let me tell you...) But, it just clicked in my head. And seriously, who else would be high-tailing it the other way when they saw me? Although what she thought I might do, I have no idea. What, was I going to chase her down or something? Throw a bag of chips at her? LOL! I wonder what she was thinking, if indeed it was her. When really all I would say would be like, "Thanks for the trip to China, and I hope when you get hit by the karma bus I (and everyone else you've messed with) read about it in the newspaper?"
Well anyway. I just thought that was funny.
Oh, the title of this blog! So lately I'd been thinking that the two days of Kung Fu and the however often (seldom, lately,) that I do Hula is just not enough exercize* to balance out the insane amounts of chocolate my body requires to function, so I should maybe start some other regimen aside from it or something. I figured, Hey, I've got a decent pair of sneakers, a few nice roads and a beach at the end of them. Why not? All my life I'd said, "I never run unless someone's chasing me." I've notoriously hated running - even though I was pretty damn good at it in college. (I took some health and fitness classes on the side back then and I trainer nicknamed me "Thoroughbred" because I was pretty fast. Running, I mean.) Even so, I always disliked it, and disliked even jogging. But recently I thought, well, what the hell? And so today I went for my first official jog.
That crap is hard. It's amazing how I can do Kung Fu for two hours without getting winded, but try jogging and after about a minute I'm like, "Okay, that'll do for now." And I'm out of breath and my heart-rate is up. Well, I did a couple of blocks and then walked, a couple of blocks and then walked.
Aside from being hard, it was also fun. Amazingly, I actually liked it. I hope to continue and maybe I will. Maybe I'll make it a thing to do on some of my days off. Of course there are always these things I say I'll do and then, unless something is really motivating me to do them (like my natural love for Kung Fu and the prospect of seeing my friends,) I'm more inclined to make an excuse not to do it, and to fire up the PS2 or the Wii instead. And seriously, any excuse will do. "It's too sunny. There are too many cars. There's pollution out there. Stephen King. I need to clip my nails. My dogs are asleep. I don't really want to be a Butterface." Or whatever else I can possibly think of. Well, I hope that I don't do that to myself with this. Maybe I can stick with it. It remains to be seen.
Note to self: Jogging is fun. It feels good. Do more.
Oops, one more note to self: Self! Next spring whenyou decide to dye your hair red, FOREGO THE BEAUTY SALON. Or at least do NOT go to Lemon Tree. HAIRCOLOR FAIL. Just do it yourself. This way you can fail cheaper.
Well, anyway: HAPPY SPRING EQUINOX!
*Can someone please finally tell me how to spell that word? Exercize? Excersize? Exersize? Excercise? WTF? No matter how I spell it, even looking it up in dictionary.com, spellcheck tells me it's wrong. I'm a pretty ace speller but I can never spell this befrigged word.
ETA: Right before I went out, it started effing snowing. And today's low is 27. WTF, winter? I like you and all, but these parting shots are just cheap! Show a little class and bow out. ^_^
Well anyway. I just thought that was funny.
Oh, the title of this blog! So lately I'd been thinking that the two days of Kung Fu and the however often (seldom, lately,) that I do Hula is just not enough exercize* to balance out the insane amounts of chocolate my body requires to function, so I should maybe start some other regimen aside from it or something. I figured, Hey, I've got a decent pair of sneakers, a few nice roads and a beach at the end of them. Why not? All my life I'd said, "I never run unless someone's chasing me." I've notoriously hated running - even though I was pretty damn good at it in college. (I took some health and fitness classes on the side back then and I trainer nicknamed me "Thoroughbred" because I was pretty fast. Running, I mean.) Even so, I always disliked it, and disliked even jogging. But recently I thought, well, what the hell? And so today I went for my first official jog.
That crap is hard. It's amazing how I can do Kung Fu for two hours without getting winded, but try jogging and after about a minute I'm like, "Okay, that'll do for now." And I'm out of breath and my heart-rate is up. Well, I did a couple of blocks and then walked, a couple of blocks and then walked.
Aside from being hard, it was also fun. Amazingly, I actually liked it. I hope to continue and maybe I will. Maybe I'll make it a thing to do on some of my days off. Of course there are always these things I say I'll do and then, unless something is really motivating me to do them (like my natural love for Kung Fu and the prospect of seeing my friends,) I'm more inclined to make an excuse not to do it, and to fire up the PS2 or the Wii instead. And seriously, any excuse will do. "It's too sunny. There are too many cars. There's pollution out there. Stephen King. I need to clip my nails. My dogs are asleep. I don't really want to be a Butterface." Or whatever else I can possibly think of. Well, I hope that I don't do that to myself with this. Maybe I can stick with it. It remains to be seen.
Note to self: Jogging is fun. It feels good. Do more.
Oops, one more note to self: Self! Next spring whenyou decide to dye your hair red, FOREGO THE BEAUTY SALON. Or at least do NOT go to Lemon Tree. HAIRCOLOR FAIL. Just do it yourself. This way you can fail cheaper.
Well, anyway: HAPPY SPRING EQUINOX!
*Can someone please finally tell me how to spell that word? Exercize? Excersize? Exersize? Excercise? WTF? No matter how I spell it, even looking it up in dictionary.com, spellcheck tells me it's wrong. I'm a pretty ace speller but I can never spell this befrigged word.
ETA: Right before I went out, it started effing snowing. And today's low is 27. WTF, winter? I like you and all, but these parting shots are just cheap! Show a little class and bow out. ^_^
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Date: 2009-03-21 02:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-21 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-21 02:56 am (UTC)and what's wrong with the red hair?
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Date: 2009-03-21 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-21 03:06 am (UTC)why fail?
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Date: 2009-03-21 03:30 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-03-21 05:38 pm (UTC)Also, ew greasy clown creep. You should've tossed some friggin shampoo into her cart ):
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Date: 2009-03-21 11:10 pm (UTC)LOL, unfortunately I don't think shampoo would be enough for this creep! We're talking entire hygiene overhaul here.