Facebook vs. MySpace

Based on the dearth of posting it might look like I pulled a Forrest Gump after the Ten Miler and just kept running. I did not.

For those who followed me, metaphorically and literally, from start to finish, I do intend to post about the running. Of course, I do intend to post about a lot of things. You know where I’m headed with all my good intentions.

In other recent news, a week or so ago I shut my eyes tight, took a deep breath and began tiptoeing around in Facebook. So far, I’m living to tell about it.

Interestingly, HLS prefers MySpace, claiming, at six years my junior, that she is “too old” for Facebook. I’m still frightened of MySpace and all its, as a friend described, “music and colors and shiny stuff.”

Dying to know - anyone else in either, and who ya got?

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I hate myself for loving you.

I’m ashamed to admit it, but I’ve been having an affair of the heart. I feel like such a cliche. It started at my gym a week or so ago. First off, let me explain. It’s not like I was out looking for something new or exciting. I understand the importance of consistency and stability in our relationship. And, obviously, it’s important for the kids as much as us.  I never meant for this to happen. I think we get so bogged down in the day-to-day, that sometimes our lustfulness and desire just sneaks up on us. At least, that’s what happened to me. (more…)

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How running ten miles is like the bar exam.

It’s not much like the Bar Exam, actually. Except that the week before the bar exam, I quit studying. I figured that if I hadn’t learned what I needed to know in 3 years of law school, 6 weeks of Bar Review and a summer of sitting on my porch with the books open around me while I tanned, I probably wasn’t going to learn it in the three days before the actual test.

Likewise, Hal Higdon’s program had me pretty low key this week. I wish I had gotten around to ordering a “Support the Rabid” bracelet, and I should have bought new shoes. But, otherwise, I’ve done okay. I did the training - or about 80% of it. Nothing to do now but put my body where my drunken mouthful of lemon cake was three months ago.

I might have more to say, but I’m resting today. By late tomorrow morning, I’ll either be passed out somewhere on Summit Avenue in St. Paul, or an official, card-carrying “runner.”

edited 10/7/07 to add: I did it!! I’m so excited. A detailed report to follow, as soon as I regain movement in my lower extremities.

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We have Animal, too.

Last night at dinner, 4 was making this noise.  This annoying, squeaky noise, which I think she was using to request milk, but I’m not sure.  And my husband said “What’d you say, Beaker? I can’t understand you.”

“Who’s Beaker?” 6 asked.

So, this morning, I showed them this.  Hilarity.  Really.

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