<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441</id><updated>2009-02-21T08:02:37.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Mimi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116952763079061497</id><published>2007-01-22T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:47:10.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>before and after photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/366623030_82671dea89_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/366623030_82671dea89_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/366623030_82671dea89_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                                                  After: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/99/366623033_33d83e5f8e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/99/366623033_33d83e5f8e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think we look great for having just run 13 miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next stop: the Asheville half in September...any takers? Amber? Anybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116952763079061497?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116952763079061497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116952763079061497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116952763079061497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116952763079061497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2007/01/before-and-after-photos.html' title='before and after photos'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116822650124340946</id><published>2007-01-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:21:41.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Hours 53 minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We finished in 2 hours and 53 minutes. We got up at 2:45 in the morning and walked a mile to the start and than ran and did it, even with my fibula dislocating and Kara's blisters looking, well, really gross (we took pictures at 6 miles, at 10 miles and at the medical tent at the end). We finished and we didn't cry and it felt great in a painful crazy kind of way. Kara's mom, Peg, finished 3 hours and 32 minutes and she celebrated a birthday today. She is a grandmother and she did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Collectively we raised close to $12,000 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma society. How awesome is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of the crazy travel plans (my husband and daughter are still not home as I type this due to weather issues in the Atlanta airport...is anyone shocked?), all the training, all the injuries we have encountered made it worth crossing that finish line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kara wants to run the Marine Corp in DC next October. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pictures will be posted soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116822650124340946?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116822650124340946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116822650124340946&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116822650124340946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116822650124340946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-hours-53-minutes.html' title='2 Hours 53 minutes'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116758183533011037</id><published>2006-12-31T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T08:17:15.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some good PR</title><content type='html'>Less than one week to race day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting this site in the mad craziness of Christmas, but I have been managing to keep up my training (for the most part).  Having a goal so soon after the holidays has really helped me stay in line.  There are days when staying on the couch and playing another round of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hasbro-42397-Monopoly-Junior-Princess/dp/B0002EH3U4"&gt;Princess Monopoly&lt;/a&gt; is the only thing I want to do, but that race isn't going to run itself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my last "long run" on Christmas Eve.  I ran ten miles and it really wans't bad at all.  At this point, the running is the easy part.  I've found a comfortable pace (slow, but comfortable), my knees and ankles feel good, my lungs are clear.  Blisters are still a huge problem for me thanks to some wonky anatomical engineering south of my ankles.  Cliff has been a great help in working with me to keep my feet healthy and last night, had the Dremel tool out to file down a rough spot in my running shoes.  I'm about to give them a 4 mile test drive to see if the shoes feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shoes, I've been breaking-in a shiny new pair of &lt;a href="http://brooksrunning.com/prod.php?k=23680&amp;p=BSI42154"&gt;Brooks Ariel sneaks&lt;/a&gt; which are the nicest sneakers I've ever owend.  The lovely folks at &lt;a href="http://www.myprrun.com/index.html"&gt;PR Running&lt;/a&gt; spent a good half hour with me analyzing my gait and having me try 7 or 8 different shoes to see which ones gave me the best support.  It was sort of strange running around the parking lot knowing someone was staring at me, but it helped me find the right shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been experimenting with &lt;a href="http://www.cramersportsmed.com/products_catalog.jsp?catID=82&amp;prodID=73&amp;amp;path=AT"&gt;Skin Lube&lt;/a&gt;.  I can't figure out whether it's helping me to get fewer blisters or if it just reduces the feeling of heat associated with the blisters.  Either way, I will be carrying some on race day to re-apply along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mags and I fly to Savannah on Tuesday to spend a few days with my dad and Gail before heading to Orlando on Thursday for some park-hopping fun with Arwen and her fam before the race!  My mom, Marc, aunt and uncle will arrive sometime on Friday and we will all take to the course on Saturday morning with some of us walking, some running.  Arwen and I are going to try to run the entire course together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll post final info on our bib #'s here so you can follow our progress this weekend.  Afterward, we'll be sure to post plenty of photos and write a long wrap-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to all of you for you donations to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and for your support and encouragement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116758183533011037?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116758183533011037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116758183533011037&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116758183533011037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116758183533011037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-good-pr.html' title='Some good PR'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116649534313691091</id><published>2006-12-18T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:29:03.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchy - Update  - Not Quite That Bad These Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday I ran to the Y, exercised on the elliptical for 3 miles and then ran 6 miles. I walked down hills. Asheville has quite a few hills so I walked a little more than I really wanted to. Disney has no hills (phew). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did ok. I called Trey from half a mile away from the house and asked him to get ice ready but there was no fibula dislocation issue, there was no aerobic issue. It was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My knees were sore after but I think I will have to start building muscle around my knees after the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116649534313691091?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116649534313691091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116649534313691091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116649534313691091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116649534313691091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/ouchy-update-not-quite-that-bad-these.html' title='Ouchy - Update  - Not Quite That Bad These Days'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116606675766111389</id><published>2006-12-13T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:25:57.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchy</title><content type='html'>I have a running problem. At 5-6 miles it appears I dislocate my fibula. It pops right back in but it hurts like a mofo. Not what I needed 3 weeks from the run.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Ugh. Ugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116606675766111389?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116606675766111389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116606675766111389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116606675766111389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116606675766111389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/ouchy.html' title='Ouchy'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116559722801189303</id><published>2006-12-08T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:00:28.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mix</title><content type='html'>First everyone should know about &lt;a href="http://www.djsteveboy.com/mixes.html"&gt;Podrunner&lt;/a&gt;.  He is the bomb. He makes one mixes at different speeds and they are fun.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my running mix:&lt;br /&gt;screenwriter's blues - soul coughing&lt;br /&gt;rental car (remix) - beck&lt;br /&gt;do you remember - jack johnson&lt;br /&gt;Whine and Grine - The Beat&lt;br /&gt;clampdown - the clash&lt;br /&gt;the littlest birds - the be good tanyas&lt;br /&gt;one more time - daft punk&lt;br /&gt;hotel intro - moby&lt;br /&gt;the rockafeller skank - fatboy slim&lt;br /&gt;blank expression - the specials&lt;br /&gt;here it goes again - OK Go&lt;br /&gt;Out of the Sun - Joy Zipper&lt;br /&gt;These arms of mine - otis redding&lt;br /&gt;flagpole sitta - Magnificent tracers&lt;br /&gt;don't stop - brazilian girls&lt;br /&gt;A message to You Rudy - Specials&lt;br /&gt;Mr Brightside (Jacques Lu Cont's Thin White Duke Mix) -  The Killers&lt;br /&gt;Train in Vain - The clash&lt;br /&gt;Youth - Matishayu&lt;br /&gt;Such Great heights - The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;You're wondering now - specials&lt;br /&gt;Give It Away - RHCP&lt;br /&gt;Body Moving - Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;This Woman's Work - Kate Bush&lt;br /&gt;Feel Good Ing - The Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer Skies - The Chemical Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Respect - otis Redding&lt;br /&gt;Star Guitar - The Chemical Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Mambo Sinuendo - Ry Cooder&lt;br /&gt;Wish Coin (Diplo Remix) - Beck&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be your Mirror - VU and Nico&lt;br /&gt;Angel - Massive Attack&lt;br /&gt;A New England - Billy Bragg&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop - Massive Attack&lt;br /&gt;Temperature Rising - Les Nubians&lt;br /&gt;Higher Ground - Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;Shake Em Down - North Mississippi Allstars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It slightly varies run time to walk time but each iteration is 10 minutes. I need to work on a few areas. I have Massive Attack to far down the list. They are great to run to.&lt;br /&gt;Run Strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116559722801189303?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116559722801189303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116559722801189303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116559722801189303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116559722801189303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-mix.html' title='My Mix'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116544165397886328</id><published>2006-12-06T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:26:35.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training session</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So we all know Team Mimi is a remote training team. Arwen and I and basically train together online and over the phone. We call and chat several times each week to compare notes and talk about how we're faring on the road. The following is a rare glimpse inside one of our 'online training sessions':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/scotland/6212080.stm" target="_blank"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/scotland/6212080.stm&lt;/a&gt; my cat really is senile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; ooh lulu was senile too, poor thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; whoogs is so sweet but she has a remarkably vacant stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; lulu stared at things and then started peeing every time she was stressed which was pretty much any time someone outside the family entered the house or she heard a noise outside or she was just having an emo kind of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; lol I loved Lulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; bless her -- she had ISSUES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoogs doesn't do any of that, she just walks around the house at 3 in the morning caterwaulling it wakes Trey every time and he thinks Elizabeth is screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; communicating with the spirits --i just ran 3 miles in 33 degree weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen&lt;/strong&gt;: you don't sweat :) );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; plus side: no sweaty head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; did you do galloway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; down side... when you finally go it it feels like the flesh is going to melt off your body- yeah i'm basically 8/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; sweet that is where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; and still managing about an 11 minute mile on a really hilly course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; on saturdays they make us do 1 mile and 1 minute (which is like 11 / 1) and it stinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: oh we won't be doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; I am between 11 &amp; 12 when running 10 miles but that is with the evil 11 /1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; with 8 / 2 I can stay conversational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; which is what we want me: i'm rebuilding the running mix as i type this... Arwen: cool ); &lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; i think i like the new one even better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; I will email you mine if you email me yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; btw- the song that killed the music on my ipod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; heh heh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; wind it up by gwen stefani which may be the best running song ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; I think it is corny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; dude- she sampled the lonely goatherd song and made it work... she deserves SOME credit &lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; I agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; corny maybe, but infectious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; but she is corny cobrastyle is infectious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; in a campy way, not in a wayne newton kind of way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; if you ask Elizabeth what her style is she will tell \'my style is the bomb\'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; can we put this conversation on the blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; yes me: we always say we're going to and then don't. okay then,so no swearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't access blogs but you can post it let's post our running mixes too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; and nothing to offend our gentle readers okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; gentle right are we going to edit this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; what? my typos aren't endearing? nah, let it rip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arwen:&lt;/strong&gt; i thought more about my swearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; no- everyone who knows you is well acquainted with your filthy mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it was edited... just a little, but only to protect the innocent ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116544165397886328?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116544165397886328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116544165397886328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116544165397886328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116544165397886328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/training-session.html' title='Training session'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116515653647162166</id><published>2006-12-03T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T06:35:48.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News All Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have met my fundraising goal! Thank you, everyone, who has supported and reads the blog. I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntma/tntmaKAshley"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;still needs some support so if you can find a couple of dollars to toss her way I would really appreciate it (as would she).&lt;br /&gt;I ran 10 miles yesterday. Yesterday my knees hurt. They burned, they ached and I was sort of pathetic. I iced and elevated and vaccumed (don't ask) to try to work out the kinks. Today I have a little pain in my right foot but my knees feel better than they have in weeks. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! I will go to yoga today and rest tomorrow. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;All the travel issues have been worked out. Things are shaping up down south. My friend Amber finished the Marine Corps marathon a few weeks ago and I want to post pix: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4331/2074/400/3477/amber1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is at the beginning (I hope I look this good at the beginning). Do you think she loks a bit cocky?  Yep. That would be Amber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4331/2074/400/612025/amber%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was about half way through. Great form. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4331/2074/400/262457/amber%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is completing her first marathon. Congrats Amber,  you did great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116515653647162166?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116515653647162166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116515653647162166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116515653647162166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116515653647162166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-news-all-around.html' title='Good News All Around'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116420401919520172</id><published>2006-11-22T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:00:19.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vacation From Hell*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it hasn't even started yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are going to Disney to run our little hearts out and so far the have been errors in booking the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/wdw/resorts/resortsSpaOfferings?id=SaratogaSpringsResortSpaOfferingsPage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delta.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;airline cancelled flights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time-to-run.com/injuries/thebig5/itb.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT band injuries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and the vacation is still 5 weeks away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The injury still hurts so I am doing low impact work outs (blah) and not running (double blah). I will say I usually am not in pain until about mile 8 so hopefully I will be able to work through this issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I booked my room with Disney and everything seemed fine. I then got my reservation and it was for the wrong day. I am sure it was an error on the part of the booking agent because I told her the days we are flying (4th - 7th), I told her I was running  half marathon on the 6th and I told her I am raising money for team in training to go run on the 6th. But the confirmation read the 7th-10th. So I called and they were sold out on the 5th but could get us in the 4th and the 6th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took those and proceeded to cry, gnash my teeth and create a Mickey Mouse voodoo doll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trey and I spoke (he was amazed I didn't just tear them a new one over the phone). Kara and I talked (more gnashing of teeth) and I called them back. Finally they found a smaller room at the Saratoga for us. Fine, whatever, I need somewhere to sleep, that's all I care about. They finally found the room when I used this classic line 'Because of an error on your (sic. Disney's) part, my little five year old daughter won't have a magical experience.' We had a room within 5 minutes of me saying that. Total call time: 56 minutes. They have now double charged my room and I have to call back but I don't have the stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delta sent me an email to tell me our flight on the way back had been cancelled. Originally we would leave at 4:30 and get home at 7. Now we leave at 4:30 and get home at 11:30...on a school night. Not only does Delta kick nursing women off their planes, they change our flights mid-itinerary. Actually the flight that is a non-stop is being discontinued while we are travelling. We have a non-stop on the way down but not on the way home. So now we will be leaving at 3:30 and getting home at 9:30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One good thing about all this: I called to book breakfast with the princesses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was sold out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Elizabeth really wanted to eat in the castle but they are sold out. I have this vision of Trey feeling up the princesses as the walk by our table. I have to say, I was suprised that I called 2 months in advance and they were sold out on both the 5th and the 7th but I am fine with it. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow I run the Turkey Trot: its a 5 k fun race...I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116420401919520172?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116420401919520172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116420401919520172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116420401919520172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116420401919520172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/vacation-from-hell.html' title='The Vacation From Hell*'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116342699985497311</id><published>2006-11-13T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T06:09:59.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take inspiration anywhere I can find it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.misszoot.com/operation_marathon/"&gt;ZOOT&lt;/a&gt; just finished a half marathon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go girl!  Click that link to real her training stories.  Good stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116342699985497311?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116342699985497311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116342699985497311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116342699985497311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116342699985497311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-take-inspiration-anywhere-i-can.html' title='I&apos;ll take inspiration anywhere I can find it'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116337374361273038</id><published>2006-11-12T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:22:23.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up at 5 this morning and could barely walk because my knees hurt so much. I had this in my cupboard because they are an old dear client of mine. I took 3 at 6, I took 3 at 11, I took 3 at 4. I can walk with no problems right now. I can't believe how effective this stuff is. I can't take alleve or ibuprofen because I react to them by getting severe ulcerative colitis. Tylenol isn't an anti-inflammatory. I was icing and stretching and that was about it. I am so happy about this stuff I am sending it to Kara for her X-mas present (I know she really wanted a puppy or a CD or a baby or something but she is getting this instead). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gardenoflife.com/images/thm_bot_fyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gardenoflife.com/images/thm_bot_fyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am shamelessly endorsing a product and I don't even get a kick back. I need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116337374361273038?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116337374361273038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116337374361273038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116337374361273038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116337374361273038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116336921543092778</id><published>2006-11-12T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T14:06:55.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/12/06, The Day I Fired My Sneakers</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really tired of writing about my feet (and you poor people who actually come here to read about them have my sincerist apologies). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to run eleven miles.  It's pouring rain here so I dutifully hit the gym and was going strong until I stepped off to take a water break  at mile 5.  I felt that familiar "ketchup packet in my shoe" feeling and decided to remove my sneaker to check out the damage.  I had irritated an old blister and started a new one in the same spot that has been inflamed since I started putting in legitimate mileage.  I could have kept running, and I catually did for a little bit, but I noticed I was favoring my left foot and didn't want to create another injury by altering my gait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have flat feet and my feet keep rubbing the side of the insole where my arch shoud be.  I had wanted to put off buying new shoes until December, but I think I'm going to go to the running store tomorrow.  There's no sense in putting myself through any more pain if there's a better shoe for my feet out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fundraising front, I have over $300 in check pledges from my co-workers which will push me over the $2,000 mark (woo-hoo!) and my advisees and I are holding another bake sale so that should net us another $100 or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work, I think my Team in Training coaches are worried about me.  They keep inviting me to weekend runs and special weeknight symposia and nearly every one has been at a time when I'm working.  I actually had one of them call me at work this week to ask why I haven't been attending training events.  Few people outside of the prep school world actually understand what I do and the hours involved (the only people with harder hours work in hospitals).  How do you say to a person, "this week is really busy, my students have exams and I have comments to write" and expect them to understand?   I also explained that I'm running as part of a team and that my teammate lives in North Carolina and that we train together by phone, email, instant message, and this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to run the &lt;a href="http://www.feasterfive.com/"&gt;Feaster Five&lt;/a&gt; in Andover this year on Thanksgiving Day with my friend, David.  It's a 5 mile course, mostly uphill, but it will be good training for the half marathon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those comments arent' going to write themselves, so it's back to work for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116336921543092778?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116336921543092778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116336921543092778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116336921543092778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116336921543092778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/111206-day-i-fired-my-sneakers.html' title='11/12/06, The Day I Fired My Sneakers'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116325763354851621</id><published>2006-11-11T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:07:13.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Packs (I love Ice Packs)</title><content type='html'>I broke through the 10 mile mental block this morning. I am now sitting with my legs elevated and ice packs on both knees but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;I ran 10 miles at an 11 minute pace.&lt;br /&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to Yahoo! but, you know, yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;I will be running my first race on Thanksgiving morning, it's a  5k here in Asheville called the Turkey trot. Trey will be joining me. My trainer wants me to know what a race feels like before Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Kara, Disney is in 8 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention I ran 10 miles this morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116325763354851621?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116325763354851621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116325763354851621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116325763354851621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116325763354851621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/ice-packs-i-love-ice-packs.html' title='Ice Packs (I love Ice Packs)'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116243756134346923</id><published>2006-11-01T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:19:21.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been seriously neglecting this blog and all 4 readers of the blog. But I have not been neglecting my running or my fundraising. My  super fantastic family and  my very fantastic co-workers have kicked down quite a bit so I have gotten really close to my fundraising goal. I do have a IT band injury so I haven't been running this week. I have been stretching and thinking about running. I have been visualizing running strong at 10 miles which sounds really corny but I have a mental block about running ten miles. It just seems so big, 10 miles is an unfathomable number to me so while I stretch I see myself running past a 10 mile marker and enjoying the run. I hope these visualization techniques aren't just goof ball antics on my part. I think they will help. I hope they will help. We have 9 weeks until the race. I will keep running after the race, I like running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116243756134346923?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116243756134346923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116243756134346923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116243756134346923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116243756134346923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/11/neglect.html' title='Neglect'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116198011120218782</id><published>2006-10-27T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:15:11.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recommited and it feel so good</title><content type='html'>I just faxed my recommitment paperwork.  I'm all in.  No backsies.  I feel today, like I felt on the day of my first ultrasound; this is real, there's no way out of this without some amount of pain and struggle.  Mingled with the fear is a heavy dose of excitement and, already, a building sense of accomplishment.  Today, I am 43% of my way to goal with a little over 5 weeks to go in fundraising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, while I was having some anxiety about this entire undertaking and, I heard &lt;a href="http://www.fscboston.org/index.php?/worship/sermon/271/"&gt;a sermon&lt;/a&gt; in church that was perfectly timed.  It wasn't about training for a race, it was aboout lessons the minister learned on the campaign trail, but it gave me encouragement.  She said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are things we say to demonstrate grace under fire. They can seem&lt;br /&gt;platitudinous or clichéd. But I have come to see the truth in the wisdom&lt;br /&gt;imparted by parents and coaches to young athletes:  It’s not whether you&lt;br /&gt;win or lose, it’s how you play the game.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winning is fun. I know; I have worked on winning campaigns. But I have worked on more losing efforts. Each campaign—like anything you put your heart and soul into—was worthwhile, even when we lost. Why? Because in the end, campaigns are about touching people’s lives, not just about winning. They are about wrestling with substantive issues and finding solutions to complex problems. They can be about relieving suffering and restoring hope. Working on a campaign for a candidate we believed in made us feel like we were part of something larger than ourselves—something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And feeling like you are part of something important is ennobling and strengthening. A colleague wrote to encourage me mid-summer, passing on words from his mentor. He wrote: most causes you will devote yourself to that are&lt;br /&gt;truly worthwhile will probably feel like “lost causes.” But when we undertake an&lt;br /&gt;endeavor with good intention and a good heart, that self-giving effort, however&lt;br /&gt;tangential to the direction of history as a whole, is never truly “lost”. It&lt;br /&gt;makes a contribution.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his letters to the newly forming Christian communities of the first century, Paul often wrote advice about proper conduct:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(1Cor. 9:24) “Do you not know that in a race the runners all compete, but only one receives the prize? Run in such as way as you may win it.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;But he adds in other letters this reminder: do it with joy. Think about undertaking a campaign—that is, any important endeavor in your life--the way you would play a sport: employing discipline and fair play, team work and excellence, commitment, loyalty, and a little style. There are extra points for good humor. And singing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It matters how you play the game. Running a race is hard. Winning is fun. But it&lt;br /&gt;is important to see that, often, the prize is in the running. So rejoice! Your&lt;br /&gt;race is on! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116198011120218782?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116198011120218782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116198011120218782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116198011120218782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116198011120218782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/recommited-and-it-feel-so-good.html' title='Recommited and it feel so good'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116105518857638337</id><published>2006-10-16T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:21:00.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 degrees is cold for 1.2 miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blisters: 1 in my instep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miles Run: 8+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday was a cold morning in Asheville. We stated running at 7 and finished at 9. I did fine. Which is good becuase next weekend is a 10 mile run. Trey agreed to run with me. Why he wants to start running with me once I hit the 10 mile mark is a big fat mystery. He did marry me though so he may be a glutton for punishment.&lt;br /&gt;I mostly ran by myself because I run really really slow. Some people actually walk faster than I run. I had my music going, I have actually time my music to our Galloway speeds so I know when to walk and when to run by which song is playing. It works for me. 29 degrees is cold. Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold. Until I started my first walk (at 1.2 miles). And then my extremities were awash with heat and I felt great.&lt;br /&gt;I have been told by more than one person that the coldest marathon they ever ran was Disney. I think it is because we will be starting at 6:30 in the morning. Trey has already agreed to meet us at the finish line and not at the start since we have to be there by 6.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to REI today to find non cotton socks. Kara's feet are freaking me out. Smart wool, which is my favorite hiking sock, has a running sock. I am going to run in them tomorrow night and let you know how they are. They advertise that they are BLISTER PROOF!&lt;br /&gt;We'll see. I am skeptical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116105518857638337?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116105518857638337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116105518857638337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116105518857638337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116105518857638337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/29-degrees-is-cold-for-12-miles.html' title='29 degrees is cold for 1.2 miles'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116087648822327294</id><published>2006-10-14T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T18:44:13.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High as a kite, I just might stop to check you out*</title><content type='html'>Blisters: 4&lt;br /&gt;Miles run today: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks of less than all-out training (I was sick, I worked two weekends, and Cliff had a last minute trip to San Diego) I am back on track and feeling great. Better than great. I ran seven miles today and could have kept running. I wasn't winded, I wasn't even all that tired, but I was vaguely aware of the fire in my sneakers. My feet, once again are ripped to shreds. The gash on my right heel actually occured earlier today from a pair of my favorite shoes. My feet are always swollen. My "regular" shoes don't fit. I've been wearing mules at work but the weather's getting colder and I need to start wearing shoes that actually cover my feet. I don't want to go out and buy shoes that won't feet me when my feet aren't swollen (yes, I just made an argument against shoe shopping. I don't believe it either). Cliff says I need to start icing my feet after every workout. I'm more afraid of plunging my feet in a slush bath every day than wearing uncomfortable shoes at work. I'm a big baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This is the only song I could think of that has thw word blister in it. I liked &lt;a href="http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-get-excitement-at-your-feet.html"&gt;the last foot lyric reference better.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116087648822327294?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116087648822327294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116087648822327294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116087648822327294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116087648822327294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/high-as-kite-i-just-might-stop-to.html' title='High as a kite, I just might stop to check you out*'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116068785905687671</id><published>2006-10-12T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:17:39.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blood Donation + Running = Exhaustion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Calories in - Calories Out  = weight loss (when calories in &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Calories in*ice cream sundaes) - Calories out = weight gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sore knees + ice packs = relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bad mood = bad workout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bad mood + blood donation = bad work out* exhaustion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sin(bad workout+blood donation) = depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos(bad work + blood donation) + motivational emails = improved workouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Running + Disney = Vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116068785905687671?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116068785905687671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116068785905687671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116068785905687671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116068785905687671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/math-time.html' title='Math Time'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-116017440519489007</id><published>2006-10-06T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:40:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Loathing in Ashevegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK, I have been a slacker. I should have been blogging but instead I have been working. I hate when work gets in the way of, well, anything. I am supposed to run 8 miles tomorrow. 8 MILES! Last weekend I ran 7.25 and it was great! and I felt great! And I got home and babbled to Trey. And then the endorphins faded and I felt like a heroin junkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanted more feel good running feeling but all I was feeling was sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so glad I never dabbled in heavy drugs like coke or heoin because me likey the big endorphin rush. Sunday there was no yoga. This week I have had crappy work outs. Tuesday I was exhausted and Wednesday I gave blood so Thursday I was still a little low energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have I mentioned my mom had gobs of blood transfusions? She did but I gave blood before we ever knew she had leukemia. Most of our blood comes from the military and I think they give enough to our country. To me, it is a important civic duty. Almost noone I know gives blood and to me it is like religion, it is a very personal thing. I love when people give but I totally understand why they don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After yesterday's workout I actually called Kara yesterday crying because I was so scared about tomorrow. But the phones were weird and we didn't get a hold of each other and it was for the best because I am better now. But how the hell am I going to run 8 miles tomorrow when I struggled with two 4 miles runs during the week? How? Ugh! Why the hell did I sign up for this again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good news...both Kara and I have met our first recommitment goal (25% of the total fund raising goal). Thank you so such for all donations, please tell friends and family, the more the merrier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-116017440519489007?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/116017440519489007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=116017440519489007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116017440519489007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/116017440519489007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/fear-and-loathing-in-ashevegas.html' title='Fear and Loathing in Ashevegas'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115990211140331216</id><published>2006-10-03T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:02:19.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we believe in truthiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1570/3851/1600/OnNotice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1570/3851/320/OnNotice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115990211140331216?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115990211140331216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115990211140331216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115990211140331216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115990211140331216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-we-believe-in-truthiness.html' title='Because we believe in truthiness'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115940627059103039</id><published>2006-09-27T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:17:50.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S'morgasm and The Biggest Loser</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm not just watching The Biggest Loser, I'm making these amazing gooey crunchy s'mores bars for the bake sale we're having tomorrow for LLS, and simultaneously, I'm NOT running, which is what I was doing at this time last week.  This is day 3 with the head/ chest/ nose/ body ache blight of death and I haven't run since Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Biggest Loser, oh my goodness- the red team just won the contest and got to open their care packages form home and one woman's autistic nephew gave her one of his attachment objects and Cliff and I turned into blubbering fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once this batch of s'mogasms cools, I'm making another batch.  Want some?  Any donation over $50 gets you a box of your own.  I'll post pics tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115940627059103039?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115940627059103039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115940627059103039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115940627059103039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115940627059103039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/smorgasm-and-biggest-loser.html' title='S&apos;morgasm and The Biggest Loser'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115927395191088467</id><published>2006-09-26T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T05:32:31.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummmmm.....Beeerrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/posesimages/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/posesimages/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday was a great run. Sunday we had to go pick up the rental car I drive to work before I went to yoga and ended up being 15 minutes late for the class. I am not late that often (because it drives me crazy) so I already felt bad and then there were no yoga mats lef twhen I entered the studio. That was a bummer too. And then I noticed that noone was doing a downward dog, or warrior poses, or a chaturanga (evil, evil chaturanga). Everyone was sitting, everyone was listening to the yoga instructor. She was talking about placing your nose in the right position. I stood at the back of the studio and stared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I then put my shoes back on, went home and had a beer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was not a dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115927395191088467?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115927395191088467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115927395191088467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115927395191088467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115927395191088467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/yummmmmbeeerrrrrr.html' title='Yummmmm.....Beeerrrrrr'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115914849237295990</id><published>2006-09-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:41:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five miles of fun!*</title><content type='html'>Today, I completed my &lt;a href="http://www.jeffgalloway.com/training/half_marathon.html"&gt;third week of training on the Galloway program&lt;/a&gt; which I capped with a five mile run.  I am a bush league runner at best.  I started running nearly two years ago, and before that my workouts of choice were swimming, yoga, pilates and the occasional three mile walk or spin on the elliptical.  As my life became more and more full of work and transporting Mags to her 40 or 50 planned activities per week, my gym time started to shrink, and I started to expand.  I needed to do SOMETHING to stay in shape that didn't take too much time.  I knew that running would give me maximum return on my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started running a mile at a time and ran my first 5K a year ago.  For a year, I've been holding steady at 5K.  It feels good,  It's a distance I can maintain without too much effort.  With Galloway's plan, I cross train (usually elliptical) three times per week, run twice, and then do the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_March"&gt;long run.  &lt;/a&gt;  Last week, I ran three miles, happy as can be, and on the 4th mile, I thought I was going to vomit, and then pass out.  Today, I ran three miles and spent the last two miles remianing upright through sheer will.  I actually talked myself through every minute of the last mile.  When I finished my workout, I had serious doubts about whether I was going to be able to pull this off (my serious competitive nature wasn't even helping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my relief when I was able to get together with my aunt Kathi this evening.   Kathi is a mentor for the NH Seacoast Team in Training.  She gave me a lot of encouragement about training (she's a seasoned marathoner) and about fundraising.  It was exactly the boost I needed.  She said that I'm building endurance and that I'll get to where I need to be as long as I keep up with my workouts.  She and &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntma/tntmaJFitzge"&gt;my uncle&lt;/a&gt; will be with us in Orlando.  With all this support around me, I know I can do this.  I can.  I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* and by fun, I mean feeling like I'm going to barf, but then not barfing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115914849237295990?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115914849237295990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115914849237295990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115914849237295990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115914849237295990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/five-miles-of-fun.html' title='Five miles of fun!*'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115911133555556051</id><published>2006-09-24T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T08:22:15.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went running yesterday with my team. I ran with a young woman named M. She is very athletic and very pretty. She has thick blond hair that she had pulled back into a ponytail. She's one of those people who looks good even when she is sweating buckets. She is also a leukemia survivor. She is also very funny and was wonderful to run with. M. and I were running up a hill (Asheville seems to have more uphills than down...at least it feels that way) and a guy in a big old truck drove by, honked and cat called (he actually whistled and waved).&lt;a href="http://www.alpha1teclabs.co.uk/images/Personal/BigFoot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.alpha1teclabs.co.uk/images/Personal/BigFoot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; M. growled something about stupid moron ass***e. I said "maybe he is just trying to give us positive re-inforcement since we are raising money for LLS." She laughed and said 'you are an optimist.' She also pointed out that neither of us were wearing our Team in Training shirts so it may have been a stretch for him to know this. Well, more time passed and we were up to mile 5 and another car honked and waved but this time it was a woman with bleached blond hair in a cream colored Acura sedan. This time I said "Now she cat called." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115911133555556051?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115911133555556051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115911133555556051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115911133555556051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115911133555556051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/cat-calls.html' title='Cat Calls'/><author><name>Arwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08291473729882762391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07881467741532159882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33279441.post-115884232255038898</id><published>2006-09-21T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T05:38:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the biggest, but a loser nonetheless</title><content type='html'>I have been pretty dutiful about following Galloway's training program which calls for six workouts per week. This, so far, has been the toughest part of the whole thing. I have an unusual job, that few people really understand (I know &lt;a href="http://www.fridayplaydate.blogspot.com"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mrbigdubya.blogspot.com"&gt;folks&lt;/a&gt; do, because they've done it). I work nights, I work weekends, I do some private consulting, and last night marked my 6th night of work in a row, and my 10th consecutive day of work. I have had to be creative and carve out little blocks of time to hit the gym. So far, I have been able to go late at night, after the Mags is asleep and Cliff is snoring away on the couch to whatever show he dozed off in front of (he leads a wild life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was programming my hour-long hill climb workout on the elliptical machine just as The Biggest Loser was starting. Have any of you watched this show? I had never seen it before, but with God as my witness, I will be watching every single episode from now on. This is some compelling stuff, human spirit, overcoming obstacles, blah, blah, blah... these people had the muscle tone of veal and there I was, working up a sweat, climbing that artificial hill, actually feeling GOOD about it in the process, while I watched the new recruits barfing their way through their first workout. Buoyed by a feeling of wicked superiority, I upped the resistance, once, twice, &lt;em&gt;three times.&lt;/em&gt; By the end of the hour, walking felt like I had cinder blocks attached to my feet. And I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Biggest Loser is my new must see t.v. for fall.  What gives you inspiration at the gym?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33279441-115884232255038898?l=teammimi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/feeds/115884232255038898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33279441&amp;postID=115884232255038898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115884232255038898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33279441/posts/default/115884232255038898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teammimi.blogspot.com/2006/09/not-biggest-but-loser-nonetheless.html' title='Not the biggest, but a loser nonetheless'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01828028554265021913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06376356092043430885'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>