20 miles, here we go!

Forget 18 miles.....I just did 20.

The first 10 miles was nothing but hills, but we were moving so slow that I wasn't struggling. I was feelin' pretty good, movin' right along until about mile 13. That's when I started zoning out, getting dizzy....getting tired. I needed salt in my system, so I downed a salt packet. Ew. Salt and snacks helped, but it was a STRUUUGLE. The last 2 miles were the hardest. My shoulders were sore, and everything from the hips down were a mess. But I MADE IT. I had my doubts about being able to do this marathon, but now I'm feeling more confident. I can do this. San Francisco Marathon, here I come.

Viva Las Vegas

Vegas was a great time! It was the first "family" vacation I've taken since I was a teenager. I went with Azam and most of his family. We stayed in a beautiful resort, ate too much, and laughed non-stop. Azam has family in Vegas as well, so we all met up and played. As far as gambling goes, I won and lost, but in the end I walked away with $3. Woohoo! I'll be sure not to spend it all in one place.

To complete Azam's 30th Birthday week, we will be going to the new Indianna Jones movie, and probably going to a nice dinner. The big 3-0. You're gettin' old Zammerpants!

Damn this 18 mile run

I tried to run 18 miles on my own this past Monday(operative word being "tried"). First, let me mention it's been extraordinarily hot in Los Angeles. Much hotter than usual. Knowing that, I got up at 6am and was running by 7am. The first 8 or so miles was fine, but being a Monday morning, there was a lot more traffic than when we do group runs. Buses blowing exhaust in my face, cars whizzing by, dirt getting in my eyes and sticking to my skin.....all things that make running MUCH more difficult. I was wearing sunblock, but even waterproof sunblock melts off after a few hours of running. So 12.5 miles later, exhausted, sunburned, and melting, I finished my run. I'm bummed that I didn't complete the 18 miles I set out to do, but I will be trying again. Have no doubt.

Strangely enough, I got chased by a couple of birds while starting my 8th mile. I noticed a couple of birds diving dangerously close to me. I didn't think too much of it until one flew over me and started descending like he was gonna land on my head. I ducked down, and he kept coming, so I took off. Then I noticed the second bird, and THAT one did the same thing! Psycho birds!! I wasn't anywhere near any trees where a nest or anything would be, but they must have felt I was too close to their nest because they straight up CHASED me!! I had to throw a few rocks at them to keep them from landing on me! Damn. I have the weirdest things happen when I go running.

Rockstar on hiatus

Today was the 18 mile run. I only did 7. Funny that I feel like such a chump when I ran 7 miles! I haven't been feeling well all week, and it's been hotter than EVER the last two days....so it just wasn't hap'nin. My knees, which have been my biggest concern the last couple of weeks, felt fine. It was both a relief, and a reminder that I'm a chump because I could have kept going.

When I finally hit the street and get this 18 mile run under my belt, trust it will be posted IMMEDIATELY!! :)

Dorkiest picture in history

I had to post this. I believe it might be the single, most retarded picture of me of all time. It makes me laugh every time I see it. Despite my mild embarrassment, it's simply too funny to keep to myself. I was feeling energized, excited, and invincible after having walked on red hot burning coals at the Tony Robbins seminar. If I can walk on burning coals, I can do anything! Bring it!!

This is Zammerpants and I cheesin' in Mexico. Ok, his name is actually Azam, but Zammerpants just has a certain ring to it! We're going to Vegas next week for his 30th Birthday. Good times!!

I like big BUTTS and I cannot lie....

All this running is finally starting to show. My butt is officially getting bigger! Unlike most women, I think it's great. Now if only my belly would shrink.....

Seriously....to run 16 miles and find that I'm gaining weight SUCKS. I need to find a happy balance between eating enough to run for hours, and eating little enough to still lose weight. Any tips? Pointers? Personal chefs willing to donate their services??

This weekend is the 18 mile run. I am terrified. 18 miles? Are you serious? AND we have to be there at 6 AM. You read that right. 6 AM on a Saturday morning, and I'll be there to "enjoy" a 4 1/2 hour run. There's something seriously wrong with that.

I'll let you know how it goes.... lol

A little about me....

Well, I guess I had to succumb to the pressure eventually. It seems the world is being taken over by blogs. Now I have one to share all my latest and greatest adventures.

I've moved around a lot, from Los Angeles to Connecticut, back to Los Angeles. Now I'm in the middle of the Hollywood scene. I worked as a nanny briefly, but I've been a massage therapist for 8 years. I bounce around between private clients, chiropractic offices, and at a fancy Spa in Beverly Hills. My entrepreneurial spirit has kicked in and I'm starting a journey as a real estate investor and a business owner. I just purchased my first investment property, and I'll be opening a day spa in Arizona before the end of this year.

I've made some significant changes physically, over the past 3 years. I spent most of my life over 200 pounds, but after focusing on living healthier, eating better, and TRYING to enjoy working out, I lost about 60+ pounds. It's been an exciting journey, and a great excuse to go shopping. I'm currently training for the AIDS San Francisco Marathon in August. I'm scared shitless, but I've done more than I ever thought possible. My body has shocked and amazed me. Two weeks ago, I ran 14 miles. Tomorrow, I'm planning to do 16. It still blows me away just to say that.

My family is amazing. My mom is working full time, and going to school full time. She was so young when my brother and I were born that she never went to college. Her going to college at forty-something blows me away. She's my hero. My dad had a kidney transplant a few months ago, so he's doing well these days. My brother Edric is doing really well. He moved out here to LA a couple years ago and is working a few jobs, going to school, goin to the gym. He's always striving for personal growth, and he never stops inspiring me. I have a baby brother (with the same mom), named Zeke who is 6 years old. He is the smartest, funniest kid I've ever met. He's all about "bad guys", legos, and rough little boy stuff. He's hilarious.

Oh, yeah.....and a few weeks ago, I walked on fire at a Tony Robbins seminar. Yes. Hot, red, burning embers under my soft, fleshy feet. Didn't feel a thing. No blisters, no nothin. Yes, I'm a rockstar. :)

So that's the background on me.... I guess I'll post more later.