Running Pains

I ran the Ragnar last June. I don't even like to run. But I did it. After the Ragnar I went on a little running hiatus. It was glorious.

Now I'm reading the book Born to Run, to see if I could will myself to start running again. And not only that, I want to like running. I would kill to like running!

So I went for a run yesterday. A little jog around Sugarhouse Park. How did it go you may ask? Well... not that good. The cold air caused my asthma to act up so I was having coughing fits. (What am I, 80?) And after the run, I started getting this pain in my abdomen, like I pulled a muscle or something. How in the hail do you pull a muscle in your stomach while running?

Today, I'm sore. Real sore. And not the good kind of sore. I may have to reconsider running. How depressing.

I'm a ball sport kind of gal. Basketball. Football. Baseball. When I'm running for a purpose, then I enjoy it. But what the frick is the point of running just to run? I don't get it. Who wins? Nobody. Especially not my strained abdomen. If I'm going to kill myself running, I want to win!

Does anyone want to play a sport with me? Consistently? To get into shape? I'll do anything, excluding running.

Sorely Yours,

KFC

The Life of a (less than consistent) Blogger

In my opinion, we are pretty good bloggers. We are not however, pretty good consistent bloggers. I can admit that.

I’m always saying to Becca, “Wouldn’t it be cool if we could get so many followers that we started making money from our blog?” Her reply is always the same, “Yeah Kate, but we only have like 9 followers cause we don’t post consistently.”

I make no attempt to counter her argument because it is rock solid. We just don’t post enough. Even I, an avid blog reader and stalker, not only like, but expect regular posting.  

I want everyone to know that I consistently have the best of intentions. The truth is, we don’t lead real exciting lives. You know when you’re perusing blogs and think, “Man, this person leads the coolest life! They’re always doing something.”

I’m gonna be real with you people, my life is not that glamorous. In fact, it’s the antithesis of glamorous. Our lives (Me and Beck) pretty much consist of working, eating, and watching a lot of TV. Occasionally, we’ll go on a bad date or attend a church activity or go on a super sick vacation. But other than that, it’s pretty much what you’d expect from two single, Mormon, law-abiding gals.

So now that I’ve told you the truth about bloggers and how their lives aren’t as awesome as they look, I’ll share what we’ve been up to lately.

At the end of September, we went to New York with our lovely mother. This was Becca’s 4^th, my 2^nd and my mom’s 1^st (real) visit to NYC. Man, I really like it there. 

                                                        (life in a bike taxi, is wild!)

We saw lots of cool things.

Including my favorite part of NY. 

And a lot of weird things too. 

We saw Wicked. Awesome. And paid more for a bike taxi than I care to share. (worth it)

We walked a lot.

And ate lots of good food. 

We went to the MOMA (museum of modern art)

And the WTC Memorial

We had lunch with our newest little New Yorker, Cousin Jessie at the cutest little French café in Hell's Kitchen

Becca, Kate and Sharon… us 3 together… doesn’t get much better. Thanks for a great trip Mom!

Then I went to Shanae's cabin with some of my favorite pals. It was perfect. (best pic of the trip)

Then we went to the Pro Player Classic charity basketball game at SLCC and met some real cool dudes.

One being Mr. P. Millsap, seen here signing Becca's, "I'm a Millsap Man" hat. 

And, our girl Ruby just turned 5! Us, being her favorite Aunts took her out for a day on the town, including a visit to Target to pick out her present, a quick stop at Wendy’s (her choice), a visit to the pet store and then Puss in Boots in theaters. Becca and I may or may not have drifted off a few times during that last one. 

 

Oh. I’ve also been seeing a lot of these guys lately. I mean A LOT.

It’s been a good Fall. Real good.

Desperately Yours,

Kate

And the Winner?? Sarah Palin.....duh!!

The pearls, the glasses, the wig! I don't know if I've ever laughed so hard. This pet owner went above and beyond and deserves a Disney Cruise or something.

This stuff kills me......

For some reason animals dressed up or doing strange things kills me....

Sorry cat lovers! I could actually see Rrrosa doing this.

Delivery Dog. How humiliating.

For Santa.

The guy has fake hands and a bag, genius!

Drinking his cares away.

The do's and don'ts of dating....US

Alright ladies and gents, I'm not going to claim that I know everything about dating because that would be ridiculous, but I have been dating for 10 years now. That's right, 10 years! Here's what I know as a result of my decade in the dating world....
With Kate's input, of course (she refuses to be left out of anything).

Do:

1. Pay for our date, ALWAYS.

2. Bring me candy.

3. NOT ask me where we are eating.

4. Be a Jazz fan.

5. Shower beforehand. (you'd be surprised)

6. Quote Seinfeld.

7. Appreciate my sports knowledge.

8. Tell me how good I look, even if I don't look that good.

9. Take a hint, when I'm looking anywhere but your eyes on the doorstep.

10. Test me on Saved by the Bell Trivia. I'll whoop your arse.


Don't:

1. Bring flowers. What is this...prom? Don't bring flowers unless we've been dating for a while.

2. Insist on me sitting in the car while you sprint to open my door. It's noted, you're a gentleman, move on.

3. Order for me unless I ask you to, which I won't.

4. Talk politics. BORING, LAME, and will possibly lead to an argument.

5. Talk about how much you play video games with your friends. You being awesome at Halo or World of Warcraft makes me want to punch myself and Andre Kirilenko in the face.

6. Tell me how many chicks you've hooked up with, unless I ask, but I'm not going to ask.

7. Ask me how long it has been since I've kissed someone. I will lie and say this morning.

8. Tell me my butt looks good in my jeans when we just met 5 minutes ago. I will slap your mug and sprint all the way home.

9. Tell me how hard it's going to be for us to date living an hour apart, on the first date.

10. Pick me up at 6:00 pm and bring me home at 1:30 am, especially when I preface the date with, "I have to get up early." (perhaps I have to harvest my crop)

11. LET me beat you in sports, I don't need your pity.

12. Talk about yourself the whole time, and then tell me you're a great listener.

Post edit on Oct. 7:

As per Shanae's comment we forgot a crucial deal breaking don't.

13. Wear jewelry.  A watch is the only accessorizing you may do. Trust me, you will thank me later. Or maybe you won't, but you should. Rings, bracelets, necklaces; NO, NO, No!

Let's get real, this guy could do whatever he wanted and he could still have me.

Favorite Things Friday

1. REDNECKS - These folks supply endelss entertainment and fun. Some people may think rednecks are tired of getting made fun of. Nah. They love that they are so intriguing to the rest of us "normal" people.

2. BED - I love my bed. Not much more can be said. I don't want to get out of it in the morning, I think about napping in it all day at work, and I can't wait to get in it at night. Sometimes I get in bed at like 8:30pm, prop my laptop up on my stomach and watch netflix shows till I can't lift my eyelids anymore. Nothing beats it.

3.  FALL WEATHER - I love fall clothes. Fall weather is perfect because you can wear cute stuff without having to cover it up with winter coats, and at night you can layer with cute cardis and light jackets. (I sound like such a girly girl) Of course with fall weather comes fall colors which everyone loves.

4. FALL TV - I get so excited for my shows to come back on. Namely Parenthood. If you haven't seen this show - WATCH IT NOW! From season 1 episode 1. You won't regret it. For some reason this show floods me with emotion. I feel like I'm a part of the Braverman family when I watch. I laugh, I cry, I yell. It's wonferful! Other goodies include Modern Family, Grey's Anatomy and Vampire Diaries (don't judge me).

5. FLAG FOOTBALL - I actually suck at sports. I have no athletic bone in my body. Everytime I go onto the field I'm putting myself at great risk of making a complete fool of myself and/or injuring myself. Even still, I love playing flag football. Mostly  I just love winning and I happen to have played with really good teams the last couple of years and this year. Hoping for another t-shirt this year! Go Sorority!

6. HEYTEL - If you have a smart phone and you don't have this app GO GET IT! It's free and totally worth it. It's like a walky talky. Who doesn't love walky talkies?

7. CHEST HAIR - Calm down, I'm not talking about a sweater chest. But I'm not talking about 14 year old boy chest hair either. I dig a man. Obviously not a requirement, but definitely a plus.  

Great things that happen in downtown Salt Lake City

I work downtown. So everyday I get to meander my little mini down the streets of the Salty City. It's a real pretty place to live. I like it. The mountains are awesome. It's a perfect temperature outside right now. Not much to complain about.

Here are some of the things I've seen lately. Sadly, I only have one picture to prove my findings, but once you see the picture below, I guarantee you'll believe the rest of it.

Let's start with the regulars:

African American lady on the corner of State Street and 4th South, let's call her Lady Stamina. She stands out there every day, and yells absolute nonsense to no one in particular. She waves her arms and points in the air and looks to the sky. She may be out of her ever-loving mind, but I gotta give the gal credit, she's out there all freakin day yelling her little heart out. Get em girl. You just do whatever it is you're doing out there.

Then there's the guy on Main Street who I can always count on sleeping atop a cement flower box with his arm over his face looking like he's had another rough night. I call him Hangover Joe. I kinda like the guy, he's so loyal to that flower box.

Yesterday, I saw a guy on 4th South and 3rd West (John Stockton Drive) where this homeless dude looked like he was about to cross the street, but was swaying so badly that he looked like he was going to fall over in the middle of the road. I then noticed he was missing his shoe which was a few feet in front of him, but he looked like a toddler trying to take his very first steps. The poor guy. The whole time I was sitting at the stoplight, he just couldn't get a hold of himself. As I pulled away and looked in my rear view mirror he was finally upon his shoe, now the big feat was to slip it on. Now THAT my friends can be tough for anybody, even if you're not cracked out. On a side note, Cracker Jack (that's what I'm calling him) had a smile on his face the whole time. Good for him for keeping a positive attitude through it all.

And then, one fateful day last week, I came upon it... I don't think I've ever been so happy at 7:45 in the AM; I'm not much of a morning person. I could describe what I saw, but I was lucky enough to snap a picture.

Behold...

Best part, if you look closely, you'll see a pillow for the dog to sit on. How nice. Comfort first. Heaven forbid this dog get some exercise or use its four legs. I'm not being sarcastic here, people!! This is the most genius thing I've ever seen. And even more genius, the dog STAYS in the little "trailer," if you will. A cat would NEVER do that.

Thanks Salt City, you've been really good to me lately.