Smug Marrieds: Words of Encouragement

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Last night at dinner Blair says, "You need to go back and read your blog entry."

"Which one?" I ask. 

"September 19th." 

"Why?"

"Because that's where you talk about finding your new running mantra of 'I don't stop when I'm tired, I stop when I'm finished.'"

"And...?"

"And you didn't do that at Salem Lake."

"Well that's pleasant," I say. "Would you like me to just bend over so you have a better target for when you kick me again?"

"In fact," Blair said, ignorning me, "Your new mantra should be something like (and here he raised his voice to his high-pitched "Dena voice"), 'I don't stop... unless I get kind of tired or out of sorts or it's, like, really hard or maybe I'm having a bad hair day.'" He took a bite of food and smiled at me. 

"What the hell?" I ask. "Did you drink a bottle of mean juice today?"

"I just think you should be careful of false advertising." 

Actually, I thought of that mantra over and over during the Salem Lake run. I also decided around mile 12, pretty much like Blair said, that I was getting myself a new friggin' mantra. I had a few in mind but I think now I'm going to go with something like:

"Run. Just to show the husband he's not right." 

Cheers,

Dena

Salem Lake 2011 30K: What Just Happened??

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I have been staring at my laptop for 10 minutes, trying to figure out how to tell this story. Is it a story of defeat? A story of triumph? Yes and yes. I guess the best way to tell it is to just dive in.

Yesterday I, along with many friends, participated in the Salem Lake 30K trail run. I only signed up for the race Wednesday night with the goal to redeem myself from last year's horrid run. I wanted to run a better race this year and PR (set a new personal record). 

Did I succeed? I have no idea how to answer that.

Here's what happened.

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Smug Marrieds: Big Deal

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I'm leaving in a few minutes for the Salem Lake 30K race in Winston-Salem. It's been pouring rain here for days and the majority of this run is on a wide dirt trail. Last night at dinner, I mentioned to Blair that I was a little worried about slipping and falling. His reponse:

"If you fall you land in mud. Big deal. Get up and keep running." 

Kind of a conversation killer. 

Wish me luck!

Cheers,

Dena

The Wasa Cracker Saga

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Light Rye. Best tasting Wasa cracker on the planet. I love Wasa Crackers! I smother them in almond butter or use them in place of sandwich bread for a delicious openfaced (soy) turkey/cheese/lettuce/tomato sandwich. In fact, I decided I wanted this exact sandwich for lunch today. Only there was a problem. We were out of Wasa crackers. 

Well, not out of crackers, but out of opened crackers and it is here that our tale begins. 

Blair (who eats Wasa crackers like it's a competition, stacking one atop the other) and I finished off the open bag of Wasa crackers two days ago. Since then, I've been waiting for him to open the new bag. Waiting... waiting... waiting...

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