Chunky Monkey

Chunky Monkey

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Day 64: The death of innocence...

The Physiotherapist's Report: Apparently, I have acute tendonitis in my right knee. Nothing life threatening...but definitely something that discourages running. My PT assures me it is fix-able. He also tells me that I need to take it easy for the next week. No running!! Ahhh!!! I am tempted to run on it anyways. And since he reads my blog, I am sure I will hear from him as soon as he reads this post!! Since I will be training for a marathon in June...I need to be running...a lot! And not a krazy marathon...a 10k marathon. That's achievable...right. So that means weight training 3 days per week and running the rest...with the exception of cheat day. My lungs are already burning....

Run run run...as fast as you can....mmmm...that just makes me want to eat a cookie...or it makes me think of the "runs". Not really what I was going for. Speaking of the "runs", I discovered this little jewel in Wal-mart almost two years ago. It is sometimes hard to find. But I tell you, it has made my life a whole lot easier. Since I drink 4 Litres of water per day, my bowels and bladder have really responded to it. Know what I'm sayin' foo? Anyways, I am in no way endorsing products but I can't help but tell you this little secret. It is a small blue bottle that completely eliminates any and all odors. That means, you can go...and not worry about leaving any evidence (the odor) of going. You can go anywhere and anytime...and no one will know. It's one of the best things ever and should be in every girl's "transform your life" kit. Trust me, if you start drinking 4 L of water per day...you will very quickly discover that nothing sticks to your insides anymore. And instead of lighting a match (which announces to the world that you've gone #2) you can use just a drop from this little blue bottle. Did I mention it fights nicely into a purse? (....these are a few of my favorite things.....rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens....{I can't seem to get just a drop to rhyme with anything so the Sound of Music will have to do})

In regards to my career...well, it is still up in the air. Opportunity knocks...and right now it is knocking very loudly. To be honest, I may be on the edge or at least the doorway to one of my dreams. You know...one of those things on my bucket list. YES! I have a bucket list. Doesn't everybody? They say that we should write our goals down...on paper. Well....I am a complete nerd when it comes to those things and if you searched my desk you will find a recipe box full of index cards. On these index cards are my ideas....thoughts....dreams....notes about people (what they like, how they receive love...)....in fact, that little black box is basically the card catalogue of my mind. I don't recommend you delve into it as some go in...and never come out. (They're coming to take me away, ha-haaa!! They're coming to take me away, ho-ho, hee-hee, ha-haaa).

One of my dreams on my bucket list is to run a marathon. This is something I have only ever dreamed about....and now I am going to do it. What a grand day it will be when I cross that one off my list. Bigger busted women are not typically runners and it is certainly more challenging when you have a set of jugs getting in the way. Just try it. Try running without a bra on...that's how big busted women feel all the time. I think a couple of times I've even given myself a black eye or two.

Back to childhood again!! Yup...that cursed Barbie had more of an impact on me than I realized. She could run....and she could to it without even bending her knees. And her "girls" weren't moving anywhere. I despise Barbie and her long legs and perfect 'c' cup bust and her teeny tiny little waste. Come to think of it...I just recently released some childhood guilt about Barbie. When I played with Barbie...well...Ken and Barbie...they had a little bit of fun if you know what I mean. And it is only recently that I have learned that all my friends did the same thing with their Ken and Barbie. Why is it that we are only talking about Ken and Barbie's sex life now? In my Barbie house...well...they were very healthy. Here I thought it was my dirty little secret. And now Joanne tells me she did the same thing and so did everybody else. OMG!! What has Mattel got to say about that?? Porn Barbie...the downfall of generation x. I can't worry about it too much as the kids these days don't play with dolls anymore...they have video games...they have the Sims. And my daughter loves them. Of course, I had to ask her if the game was "appropriate". She assured me that there was no "sexing" in it. Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Sexing?? Playground talk...ack...spit...my innocent little baby girl knows what 'sexing' is......(a single tear rolls down my cheek). Life as I know it...is over. For I know what goes on in the minds of little girls....God..help me....I have witnessed the death of innocence.

Anyways...enough drama ..... my career...it weighs in the balance. And since I seem to have a habit of living on the edge...I am swayed in a certain direction. Stay tuned! I will keep you posted on the progress. In fact, I will arrive at a decision next week. I can't seem to wipe the smile off my face.... Yikes. Adrenaline junky to the core! Not the kind you think I am...not the daredevil...look death in the eye kind.........well...I kind of am. (snicker)

At this moment...I need the gym!!!!!!

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