Life Update

I used to be so good about blogging everyday, but I fear the intense need I used to have to write a book based on my ramblings has subsided.

But, if anyone wants to use the great idea I used to have for a book, your more then welcome to. I wanted to call it Regina and have it be a book of short stories that all relate in some way to the this girl who plays Freddie Mercury in a traveling Queen cover band. Each chapter would be titled the name of a city the group stops in for the night.

Just a thought.

Anyway, it took me over a week to recuperate from Vietnam and my last minute work trip to Minneapolis. I had a wonderful night with Jane and her family there. I can't believe how adorable her daughter is. And such a good girl. I had one of those life moments where I sat back and thought, maybe I am a breeder.

And then it was back to real life this week. I showed up for running class on Monday. I was feeling ok. I think I had been back on a normal sleep schedule for a day and the mini cold I had had over the weekend seemed to have dissapated. We started running and I was ok. By 25 minutes into it, I just wanted to hurt someone. I made the three miles we had scheduled to run, but my coach had to run beside me and talk me through the last block. It was not pretty.

To push myself, I signed up for a 5k at the end of the month, the Butterfly Boogie. I think I might try to sign up for a 5k a month, in order to have some sort of self directed goals set up.

Anyway, I was supposed to run Wednesday night with Elizabeth, but it was raining. I know you can still run in the rain, but I personally am not into it when its 37 degrees outside. Elizabeth was still gung ho about doing it, but she called me from the office. She had forgot to bring pants. Damn! We had to meet for dinner instead.

It was a night at Victor Tangos. That place still isn't busy and the ahi tuna nachos and deep fried green beans with wasabi aoli are my current craving. I heard its awful on a Saturday night, but I don't really do Knox/Henderson on a Saturday night.

And then last night was class again. We met at the Cooper Center for a fitness lecture. My coach didn't show. So we were lumped into another training group with this older male coach. He said we would be running an easy 25 minutes. My version of easy is a 12:30 mile. I'm just a baby runner you know. He was having us run 10:50. Obviously people have different definitions of easy...

And then there was the usual family drama this week. I have a large family and the phone tree can take hours to get through. I had one of those life moments where I sat back and thought, maybe I don't really want to pass on my genetic code.