superbowl four miler

First race of 2011 down! I should use the term “race” loosely. I did my normal workout on Saturday with the group and really my only goal of this race was to beat my husband. I know, I didn’t even tell him. Thankfully I saw Coach in the last quarter mile for a good kick to beat the hubs.

This next picture is ridiculous on so many levels.

One: the four of us were kind of lingering at the race, eating oranges and bananas, but mostly waiting for me to get into the mood to eat a hot dog. [Side note: hot dogs are my favorite food. For real.] Sadly, I could not stomach it. As we were walking out of the race, I hear my name announced as third place for my age group. I won a football. Okay, my husband likes to brag that I got third place, but let’s be honest. There just aren’t a lot of girls in my age group that are waking up on a Sunday morning and running. No. They are off having fun downtown the night before.

Two: The hubs and my friends had me standing in the middle of the road trying to pose like the Heisman trophy. I didn’t even do it right.


4 miles. 32:09


photo a day. day thirty nine.

the laundry pile. it’s out of control and i have no time to deal with it.

photo a day. day thirty eight.

money, money, MONNEEYY!!!! my winnings.


photo a day. day thirty seven.

after eight years of entering work pools, i finally won $50 in the third quarter!!!

photo a day. day thirty six.

woke up for a great 8.75 mile run along the beach. the sky was painted bright red- gorgeous!

photo a day. day thirty five.

long day. sweet sunset caught from my desk.

photo a day. day thirty four.

the turnout for the santa barbara shorts was incredible! luckily we got in the door and our friends movie was fantastic.