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Wednesday, June 29, 2011
68.6 miles to go - 6 days left
Not The Same
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
78.2 miles to go
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86.3 miles to go
Monday, June 27, 2011
88.8 miles to go
Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish
94.4 miles to go
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Sunday, June 26, 2011
98.7 miles to go
105 miles to go
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
111.2 miles to go
1. I DESPISE rain.
2. If I attempt to run in the rain with straight hair WITHOUT pulling my hair into a ponytail, I will arrive home looking like a Fraggle.
3. If it's not one thing, it's another. *
* ... Oh wait, I already knew that one.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
No walk today
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Monday, June 20, 2011
112.84 miles to go
(A total of 7.27 miles today. All on pavement.)
Sunday, June 19, 2011
120.11 miles to go
Day walk for the first 2 miles and then I did the rest on my own. A total of 7.29 miles today. Go go go!!!
In related news: My feet hate me.
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Saturday, June 18, 2011
127.4 miles to go
(6.58 miles on pavement today)
Friday, June 17, 2011
139 miles in 19 days
A few days ago, I remembered the challenge and I told someone that it would be IMPOSSIBLE for me to complete it at this point. Someone even called it "mathematically impossible." Then I thought about it some more and decided to challenge myself and go for it anyway... mostly because I need to prove to myself that it can be done. And because I hate math.
I've done a little over 16 miles in the past 3 days (all on pavement -- 3 of those miles in the pouring rain) and the blisters are killing me, my legs are on fire and I'm pretty sure my lower back tried to secede from the rest of my body. There are now only 18 days left. I have 134 miles to go. And somehow, some way... I will do it -- (math and common sense be damned.)
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
That's Life...
And then things start to slow down just a little bit, and you start to come to terms with all of the ridiculousness that is your life, and you're breathing again, and you're feeling completely overwhelmed in general but just a little bit better about specific things.
I looked down at the rug, then back at myself in the mirror, then back down at the rug. Then I just started laughing. Out loud. Like a maniac.
Then I dipped my makeup brush into the powder ON THE RUG, tapped a little bit off (back onto the rug), held the brush up and proceeded to apply the sparkly rug powder to my cheeks. I then smiled at the mirror, ground the rest of the powder into the rug with my heel and went about my night. And it was a great night with Gretchen and Steve, with lots of shared maniacal laughter.
Life is funny. We have to remember that.