Tag: Lincoln Half marathon

You’ve got to be kidding me!

Last night around 8:45, as I was getting stuff ready for today’s race, I got a text message notification on my phone. If I get to it fast enough, I can read most of the message as it scrolls across the top. All I managed to catch of this one was “…sorry.”

I had been getting good luck texts all day, so I wondered who it could be from. And why they were sorry. When I opened message, my stomach dropped to my feet and my heart started pounding.

It was from Douche-Bag Scott!

Are you freakin’ kidding me? 

His message was this: “Sorry I disappeared on you. I promised I wouldn’t and I’m sorry. I just didn’t know what to say. Anyway, good luck tomorrow.” 

It was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I hadn’t cried over him. Didn’t think he was worth my tears. But when I called my mom (good news, she’s not mad at me anymore!) to tell her about it, I immediately burst into tears upon hearing her voice. She of course thought something was horribly wrong until I set her straight. She was flabbergasted. I didn’t know if I should even justify him with a reply. Did he deserve one? Certainly not. But do I want to be the better person? You betcha!

So after careful thought and consultation I replied back with this: “Thanks. I appreciate it.”

That’s all. No asking him why, no calling him, no wanting to talk it out or tell him how crappy he made me feel. I knew he wouldn’t answer or reply back to anything I said so instead of making myself crazy I let it lie.

I took the freakin’ high road. And I feel pretty good about it.

But the rage I felt when I read the message? If the race would have been last night I’m fairly sure I would have crushed the time I dreamt I got earlier this week (2:06). My heart was still pounding a bit last night at 11pm when I was laying in bed, trying to sleep. 

During the Half today, whenever I was needing some inspiration to run I thought about that stupid text and I ran off the rage! So, thanks Scott! Thanks for giving me some rage from which to pull out a pretty great PR. 

That is 3 things from him this week. I’m spent. First the video, then the email from match that he’s a good match for me, then this. Oy. I hope that’s all over with.

I will recap the rest of the race later. For now, I nap. 🙂

Thank you for all your comments and likes! I’m so happy and proud! Life is good.

Happy Sunday friends!

Seriously?

As I was responding to some correspondence tonight (i.e. replying to my Match emails, I just think that sounds much more genteel than ‘emailing back random dudes I’ve met online’) I noticed that the system had sent me some new recommendations for guys they thought I should look at. And lo and behold, but who is one of my daily matches?

None other than Douche-Bag Scott.

Seriously Match? As if seeing video of him on my TV Station this week wasn’t enough, you have to twist the knife a little bit more by reminding me that we are a good match? Ugh.

Gee, thanks.

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Whatever dude.

In other news, I went over to Lindsay’s house and got to hang out with Bailee, Lindsay, Holli and Victoria for awhile. You know you’re getting old when you decide that 10:45pm is late and you need to go so you can go to bed!

We made plans for brunch in the morning. I am ridiculously excited. Bring on the french toast! 

Lincoln Marathon weekend has begun!

It’s Friday!!!

  • It’s Lincoln Marathon Weekend! Let’s do this! Bailee is coming to town. Can’t wait to see her. Oh yes, and run some miles too!
  • Thank you guys from all of your supportive and kind comments this week. It’s been a doozy. I hope the rest of May is better than how it started.
  • On that note, this week has shown me that relationships are hard. Not only the ones between men and women, but between us and our parents, too. My mother is currently mad at me and not speaking to me. She reads this blog, (hi mom!) so I hope she knows/sees/understands how sorry I am. Sometimes we are the biggest jerks to the ones who love us most. I suppose its because we know they HAVE to love us and will continue to. Love you mom. I’m sorry I’m a jerk sometimes. Sigh.

Have a great Friday friends!

Life is strange

In the past 36 hours I’ve:

  • managed to lock myself out of the house. One roomie was in Omaha with her BF and the other was teaching Dance. I had to go steal Dance teacher’s keys to get into the house. I had taken my key off my ring to go run with Monday night and forgotten to put it back on. I’m going to make a copy tomorrow!
  • been complimented by my boss for putting our main female anchor in her place. I hit her with a low blow, and shouldn’t have said what I did, but he was glad I did and thanked me for doing it. So odd.
  • In other news, in the interest in putting myself out there…and the fact that my Match subscription doesn’t expire until May 14th or something like that, I’m emailing with 3 other guys.  We shall see.  If nothing else, I’m sure they will give me more stories, right? 
  • My friend was telling me about a guy that she knows that she thinks I should meet. His name is Scott. I had a knee-jerk reaction, but told her if she thinks it would be a good fit, to set it up. 4th times the charm? 🙂
  • Just when I thought Joey was also doing the slow fade (and for once I didn’t mind!) he texted me last night. I really don’t want to end things in a text. Need to find my guts somewhere. 
  • I was supposed to run 2 miles tonight to taper for the Lincoln Half Marathon on Sunday. I had to get on the treadmill and could only force myself to do 1 mile. I just wasn’t feelin’ it. The weather has been fantastic for days…and then the bottom dropped out today. It was 80 yesterday and now, as I sit here its sleeting/snowing/raining and 31 degrees. Mother nature, you are drunk. image
  • Bailee comes to run the Lincoln Half this weekend! Can’t wait to see her!!
  • Now that its May, in just over 2 weeks, Bailee and I will head to Fargo to be reunited with Brooke and Johnna!! Chicago Tumblr reunion!! So excited!!!!

Have a great night friends!

Scenes from today’s 11.6 mile run. I was shooting for a test half Marathon but again miscalculated the distance. I got quite warm and didn’t have any gels with me so when I started feeling like I was going to throw up around 10.5 miles I decided that just making it home would be enough.

When I run, I generally don’t stop to take pictures. However I had to get a picture of the grape hyacinths on the left. My parents have some in their flower garden and they’ve always meant spring was here to me. That and lilacs. I have so many good memories tied to those flowers that I had to get a picture.

On the right, I tried to zoom in to show you the sexy dried sweat on my face. Its quite warm here…72°, sunny and just a gentle breeze. Its fairly perfect. And as I ran through neighborhoods I smelled so many people’s grills. It was torture.

Also, a car-full of guys, (i can’t figure out their Ages) was honking and waving, and hollering at me. That was nice. But the guy who appeared to be taking my picture? That was strange. I was running and he was driving by with his phone out the window aimed at me. It followed me as i went by. So very odd.

After my glass of chocolate milk I’m going to hit the shower and have my own version of a grill out: I’m nuking a veggie burger!

An update on last nights date is coming, promise!

Happy Saturday friends!

Thursday things

  • Last night I got into it with the resident Bizzo at my work. The attacks became personal across a crowded newsroom. My boss wasn’t mad at me, but at her. And I learned something about myself: if that would have happened a few years ago, I would have cried either during it or after. Because anger used to turn to tears for me. But now? I’m older and wiser (HA!) and tears don’t come during fights.
  • The rage I felt during the argument fueled my run (she asked me what I do I all day, because a mistake was made that wasn’t my fault. Then she accused of me of copying and pasting the news!) Needless to say I was enraged.
  • I set out last night to run 5 miles. Since I moved, I miscalculated the distance and ended up running 7 miles instead. I think I needed it.
  • I also ended up running super fast. It’s amazing what anger will do for a run! On the route with the big hill I ended up running a 6:59/pace down the hill! I felt like I was flying!!
  • I was consistently running a sub 10:00/mile. I also ran a 8:45/mile. That is incredibly fast for me! Rage-fueled runs can be awesome. I even was running into a pretty good headwind and it started sprinkling a bit.
  • A car-full of teenage boys yelled “hey baby, can I have your number?” at me. Its always nice when that happens!
  • The Lincoln Half-Marathon is May 5th. I’m feeling pretty good about my training.

Have a good Thursday Friends! 🙂