Run, Run, Run

So. Running. It's definitely not my strongest talent. It ranks somewhere around picking dog poop up on my list of favorite things to do. So really, if I can avoid running, I try my absolute best to do so. In high school, I was lazy and got out of running by being a giant turd in athletics class. (Imagine THAT!) And then after high school and subsequent hip/knee/ankle injuries, I created every excuse not to run. I'll try to start up again every now and then, but afterwards all I can think about is how much it absolutely sucked. I'm just not good at running and it's not something I enjoy. BLAH.

Anyways, all of that to say...

I've decided to start a running program. Couch to 5k if we're being specific. My first "run" was tonight. If I'm being totally honest here, I wasn't that pumped up afterward. The idea is to alternate walking and jogging for like 30 minutes and then slowly work your way up to running a 5k but I got REALLY bored around minute 15. Plus, I dillydallied around after work and didn't get to start running until it was dark. Did you know that there are a total of 5 lights on around this base? The walking part of the program wasn't so easy when all I wanted to do was run away from the darkness.

I'm not posting about running so that I can be all, "Oh look at me! I'm running! I'm awesome at working out!" Really, I just want some accountability for myself. Plus, I paid for the dang app, so I'm going to USE it! Oh, and in case you were wondering (of course you were), my pretty new running shoes are taking some getting used to. I have a giant blister on my achilles tendons from them rubbing while I run. Hopefully they just need to break in. Otherwise, I have to wait 5 more years to start running again because that's when Taylor says I can have my next pair of tennis shoes.

If you want to do the workout with me, let me know!

MLK 2012

We just got back from our annual trip to College Station for MLK weekend. I'm not sure if it could have come at a better time. Even though we just got back from Christmas break, this long weekend was majorly needed. 

We got to hangout with some of our favorite people, love on the sweetest baby in the world, and eat some pretty awesome/ familiar food. (Hello Wings N' More.)

Since our current town doesn't have many options of the shopping kind, I took advantage of my old haunts during my college years. I'm sure you're just dying to know what I purchased (not) so I'll go ahead and fill you in! Yippee for you! 

I bought some new work pants which is a not so fun way to spend money but I only own like three pair of them and as you might know, there are currently five days in a work week. Four if you don't count blue-jean Friday, which of course I do not because I take advantage of it every single week. It is extremely difficult to find pants of any kind in LBMM size so I did a happy dance when I found some that fit at Old Navy and splurged on two pair. They turned out to be 1/2 off their original price so really I guess 12.99 doesn't count as a splurge. Cue happy dance numero dos from LBMM. 

Don't worry, I made up the difference by purchasing a new pair of running shoes. There happens to be a large event coming up in the next few months that requires the elimination of the muffin top I am currently growing. I am ok with the pain I will be causing myself every time I look at my pretty new shoes though. Also, I bought pink shoe laces because let's be honest here...what girl wants to work out without pink laces? 

I finished my shopping spree with a new Aggie shirt and keychain. It's almost like I'm in college again and preparing for a new semester. If only...

Um, that really should not have taken up so much blog space. Sorry peeps. 

Back to our regularly scheduled blog post now. 

This is basically all I paid attention to the entire weekend. I am so glad Vic and Sarah don't mind me stealing their child when I visit. (They haven't told me if they do so until they do, we'll pretend they're ok with it.) He is almost too cute for words. 

 Singing into his hair brush. When he is famous one day, we will be able to show these pictures to the world. You're welcome, buddy.

Playing with Uncle Taylor. Maybe next time we'll talk him into changing a dirty diaper.

How do you improvise a wagon ride when it's cold and windy outside? You make one out of a laundry basket! Just as much fun - minus the no wheels equals extra work for mom part. 

Kristofer's first Atticus meeting. It went well as you can see. 

I already miss everyone and will be very disappointed tomorrow morning when I wake up and there's no smiling baby to play with. Thank goodness for all the wedding fun coming up so we can see our favorite people again soon. 

Ringing in a New Year

So, New Years. I guess this should be a post about resolutions and ways I'm planning on making myself a better person in 2012. Blah blah. I kind of lost the drive to write that kind of post after reading the other twelve million blogs that said the same thing. Everyone wants to stop gossiping about other people and eat more fresh veggies. I just want to get through one day without losing my glasses or car keys. If both of those things happened in one day, I could consider the year a success.

If I see the phrase "fresh veggies" one more time, I will voluntarily slam my fingers in a car door. It's as if shortening the word vegetable makes them better for you.

In a quick summary, 2011 was a great year. A move, a new job, and um, hello....Taylor and I got engaged.

So far 2012 is shaping up to be a pretty good year too. A wedding, Taylor will start his new career, and we will (hopefully) be moving out of Smell Rio. If our time on the border is extended, at least we will be together and close to family.

If I was on top of things, I would have a slideshow with pictures from the past year and the perfect song. I actually created one, but after it uploaded for 30 minutes, I realized that I had 20112 on the title page. I don't have the patience to do that again, so you'll have to settle for looking back at my blog posts from the past year.

I'm hoping the next few months fly by because I'm ready for our wedding to get here. I'm starting to have major anxiety over the little details. I just don't want the day to get here and realize I've forgotten to get my dress altered or that nobody shows up after I've stressed over all these silly details. Also, who let me plan a wedding for the week after Taylor gets his new assignment? All of these events culminating in such a short time is going to make me lose all my hair. So that's why I need these things to hurry up and get here, I've got too much time on my hands to worry over nothing!

Here's to hoping that in 2012 I don't lose my mind!