To Blog or Not to Blog

I feel like there has been so much going on these days I don't even know where to begin. But delve into it I shall...

     For starters I'm training for a half marathon. I joined a running group with a local running store and headed down the path of no return. My dad warned me that it is a slippery, oddly addictive, slightly sick slope. Once you start you can't stop. Part of me hates every step I take but a bigger part of me gets a thrill watching the miles tick by. I've been training for a couple of months at this point but I still don't really feel like I can consider myself a runner. Our longest run at this point has been 11 miles which still kind of amazes me considering I could barely run 4 miles when we started. Now I just need to start working on the speed aspect. :) Let's just say my pace wouldn't take anyone's breath away!
    I joined the running group as a way to branch out and attempt to make friends. Heaven knows I could use a couple of those! So anyways that was my intent; meet some fun people, get a little exercise, carry on living the dream. But it's kind of been more limiting than I envisioned... Early bed times (I'm a stickler for getting a certain amount of sleep) and early mornings on the weekend have been kind of a wet towel on the social front. It's okay though, I'm enjoying what I'm doing and learning that going to bed 7 hours before you have to get up is nothing to stress over to the point of actually only getting 5...
    Last weekend social interaction overpowered the need for speed sleep. I went out with two girls I work with. We had a blast but I definitely learned a couple of things. For starters if you go out with a girl that is 6'2" with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a rockin bod you're going to get noticed. OK so I didn't get noticed but my co-worker sure did. Last weekend I was allowed a glimpse into the life of the rich and famous and honey I am not cut out for that lifestyle! Don't get me wrong, my other co worker and I held our own for a good while. Cutting lines? Check, we can handle that. Chatting it up with rich slightly older men? Check, in the bag. Being oggled at as I walk by? Oh right, again that wasn't me but I was with the girl being oggled! Staying out past midnight? Mmm that's where we started to fall apart. The early bedtimes and mornings have ruined my partying stamina! I can only handle so much inst inst inst past the hour of 1am. So Des and I started to head home, leaving our blonde bombshell to party the early hours away with her bros. We walked aaaand walked aaaand walked until we couldn't walk anymore, but we still weren't home... Turns out we were a bit further from my apartment than we originally thought. We decided to cab it the rest of the way and it was the best 10 bucks I have spent recently!
   The next morning was a little rough but I made to the gym and sweated out the drinks I had the night before. It's all about balance! At times the scale may be a bit uneven but I will get it right one day!

I leave you with that for now friends...