The Return of Luna The Fashion Kitty & Who Moved My Mouse

Will Luna ever finish the book? It's not looking good...

Smug Marrieds: Spousal Insurance

Blair was going through the mail last night and I noticed him reading some official looking form. 

"What is that?" I asked. 

He grinned and waved the paper in my general direction. "Spousal insurance. Seeing what I need to do to make sure I get tons of money if something happens to you."

"I wish you nothing but the best," I said, returning to my book. 

"Actually," said Blair. "I'd pretty much be coming out way ahead money-wise if you just died. We don't really need the insurance." 

"Dude!" I said. "There are limits to what you're allowed to say to me."

We were both actually laughing pretty hard. "I told you I was sorry for that little shopping spree last week," I said. 

I don't know, you guys tell me. Should I be worried?? ;)

Update on 2011-10-23 13:07 by Dena Harris

Maybe I'm safe after all. This morning as we were getting our coffee Blair said, "About that last blog post..."

"Where I outed you and your evil ways?" I asked. "Yes, what about it?"

"You forgot one thing." He came over and gave me a big hug. "I may have a little more money, but I would be emotionally bankrupt without you." 

All together now: "Awwwww......"

Cheers,

Dena

Luna The Fashion Kitty and Who Moved My Mouse

These may very well be my favorite pics ever of a cat with my book. I may need to hire Luna The Fashion Kitty as official spokesperson for the book. (Don't tell Lucy). 

Ouch. Is my writing really that boring? Or is this just a cat's natural reaction to being told what to do?

Running When You Don't Feel Like It

I don't want to run today. Not "I don't want to run now," or "I'm tired," or even, "I'm too busy to run." I just quite simply don't want to run. The very thought of even putting on my shoes is crushing. I've told myself that the rain has stopped and the cool temperatures and overcast sky make for ideal running conditions. I've also considered that today's tempo run--while a long one at 8 miles--is only at race pace, so it's not like I have to head out the door and kill myself, trying to hold some God awful 7 minute something pace. 

I'm not having it. I have made up my mind. I. Don't. Want. To. Run. 

Of course, I'll run anyway. It's too late in the week to give myself the day off. I've got 20 miles this Saturday (the LAST 20-miler of the training--WHOO HOO!!) and so I need to take Friday as a rest day. That means that, like it or not, the tempo run is happening today. 

I think of it as a mental toughening. There are some race days where, regardless of the countless hours spent on the road, you line up at the start line and think, "I am not feeling it today." Guess what? Too bad. Run anyway. You may not have a great run, but you will run. 

That's what I'm facing today. I'm not feeling it. It's probably not going to be a good run. I may not make it the entire 8 miles or hold pace but guess what? Today I am running. 

The hardest step is always the first one. Time to go lace up those shoes. 

Update on 2011-10-13 16:19 by Dena Harris

Well now, don't I feel foolish. I ran on the treadmill and had a great run. Only ran 7, but I ran faster than pace and added a 2% incline, so I'll forgive myself the last mile. Once I started, I knew after the first half mile I was going to have a good run. So see, another reason to get out there and run... you never know which days are going to be your good ones.