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Aug. 2nd, 2007 12:28 pm500 mile march:
Week 1: 22.7 miles (grr argh blisters *sulk*)
Week 2: 5 miles
Total: 27.7/500 miles
Boy do I have some ground to make up. >.<
In other (very belated) news, chatter about Hell's Kitchen:
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Edit:
500 mile march, week 2: 8.1 miles
Total: 30.8/500 miles
Week 1: 22.7 miles (grr argh blisters *sulk*)
Week 2: 5 miles
Total: 27.7/500 miles
Boy do I have some ground to make up. >.<
In other (very belated) news, chatter about Hell's Kitchen:
( Spoilerificness Ahoy )
Edit:
500 mile march, week 2: 8.1 miles
Total: 30.8/500 miles
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Jul. 28th, 2007 06:22 pm*sighs* No walking today, I think. I, in my massive winning ability, managed to garner a massive blister on the ball of my left foot that has extended between my big toe and the rest of them.
It burns. So much. And I can only get it to stop for limited periods of time. Sucketh so much.
*mutters unhappy things*
It burns. So much. And I can only get it to stop for limited periods of time. Sucketh so much.
*mutters unhappy things*
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Jul. 27th, 2007 10:49 pm1) 500 mile march: 14.1/500 There's blisters on top of blisters. OW.
2) Costco? Is a zoo. People lose all conception of how to work shopping carts, and seem to think five carts can occupy the same spot of concrete. But the worst?
Those guys who stand at the exit and go over receipts. They usually don't even look at the carts - they just stare at the little white scrap of paper for a while, and then run their highlighter through it and send you on your way. What the heck?
3) A few days ago, the last of the bunnies I raised for 4-H when I was in highschool was put down. Her name was Hassen, and she hated my guts. Mostly because I wasn't home much, and when I was, I was the one clipping her nails and other such unpleasant things. She was old, and had a good life. I was just sorry that despite two years of classes and whatnot, I couldn't save her.
Yeah, that day sucked.
4) Sis made a Gordon Ramsay meal - pork chops with tomatoes and thyme and such. It was very yummy.
5) Note to self: If you're waving the cat wand around for Martha? Close the laptop first. Because she will land on the keyboard and dislodge keys.
G and H had to be surgically re-inserted. But at least they went back on? *facepalms*
2) Costco? Is a zoo. People lose all conception of how to work shopping carts, and seem to think five carts can occupy the same spot of concrete. But the worst?
Those guys who stand at the exit and go over receipts. They usually don't even look at the carts - they just stare at the little white scrap of paper for a while, and then run their highlighter through it and send you on your way. What the heck?
3) A few days ago, the last of the bunnies I raised for 4-H when I was in highschool was put down. Her name was Hassen, and she hated my guts. Mostly because I wasn't home much, and when I was, I was the one clipping her nails and other such unpleasant things. She was old, and had a good life. I was just sorry that despite two years of classes and whatnot, I couldn't save her.
Yeah, that day sucked.
4) Sis made a Gordon Ramsay meal - pork chops with tomatoes and thyme and such. It was very yummy.
5) Note to self: If you're waving the cat wand around for Martha? Close the laptop first. Because she will land on the keyboard and dislodge keys.
G and H had to be surgically re-inserted. But at least they went back on? *facepalms*
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Jul. 25th, 2007 11:34 pm1) Saw an ad for a reality show called 'Fat March'. It's another one of those weight-loss reality shows, like 'Biggest Loser' - in this one, teams are challenged to walk 500+ miles in 10 weeks.
And then I thought: Could I do that? Seriously, could I walk 500 miles in 10 weeks?
So I'm gonna try.
My body's gonna hate me. Thank me later, maybe. But hate me now.
2) My cat's been uberclingy lately. Usually she'll sit somewhere in the room, not really wanting any petting. Lately, she's been hard to keep out of my lap. Right now she's sitting on the couch next to me, leaning hard against my leg, purring like an outboard motor. Could it be my cat's gone soft?
3) There is, sadly, such a thing as paper made from elephant poop. No kidding. Do you think they'll use it at the Democratic Party?
4) Annnnd that's about it.
And then I thought: Could I do that? Seriously, could I walk 500 miles in 10 weeks?
So I'm gonna try.
My body's gonna hate me. Thank me later, maybe. But hate me now.
2) My cat's been uberclingy lately. Usually she'll sit somewhere in the room, not really wanting any petting. Lately, she's been hard to keep out of my lap. Right now she's sitting on the couch next to me, leaning hard against my leg, purring like an outboard motor. Could it be my cat's gone soft?
3) There is, sadly, such a thing as paper made from elephant poop. No kidding. Do you think they'll use it at the Democratic Party?
4) Annnnd that's about it.
