Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Ugh. This is depressing.


Toby wondering why on earth my car smells like horses
And I never did find my passenger-side mirror



Ugh...I'm sick just looking at these. I suppose it serves to illustrate the point that being a careful and defensive driver doesn't mean shit when other assholes aren't paying attention. Some old granny who shouldn't have been driving in the snow ran me off the road last week. It was Martin Luther King Day, when we had that freak snowstorm, and I was making my way slowly along, only a mile away from the big, plowed road, when she decided to just coast through her stop sign rather than stopping at it...which put her right in my path (I had the right-of-way). To keep from hitting her, I swerved, lost control and ended up in a ditch, having sideswiped an Amish farmer's fence. Do you think the old bat stopped? Of course not. She watched as I slid down the bank - I could see the shocked expression on her face, for Chrissake! - and kept right on driving. The cherry on top was when the Amish guy came rolling down the road in his tractor and I thought, "Oh thank goodness, he thought to bring the tractor to help get me out!" But what are the first words out of his mouth when he climbs out of the cab? "That's my fence. You planning on paying for it?" I was flabbergasted.

But it wasn't all bad...there were two Good Samaritans who stopped to help and one just happened to know my husband (I was never so grateful to be a part of the farming community as I was that day!). They got me pulled out of the ditch and I limped my car home. The bitch of it was, as soon as I crossed from Lancaster into York County, the snow stopped altogether. There was the tiniest dusting. How's that for my luck?

So now I'm holed up in my house, refusing to go out in this newest storm. Josh is in Vermont with our huge F-250, I'm left here with my rental, a brand-new Nissan Versa, and I'm not going to risk wrecking that one. I've never been so anxious for winter to be over!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Thank God for long weekends

I'm exhausted. I haven't been sleeping worth shit lately, thanks to my wonderful husband, who has taken to rolling over and facing me when he gets the urge to snore, with the result of waking me out of a sound sleep and forcing me to roll him back onto his side of the bed. Compound that with getting to bed later, waking up earlier, running at least four miles a day and drastically reducing my caloric intake because I'm tired of being a fatass, and what do you get? A very grumpy Colleen. Since I'm off tomorrow and it's going to be freaking cold outside, I'm sleeping in, make myself some scrumptous Cap'n Crunch French Toast for breakfast (I saw it on an episode of Diners, Drive-ins and Dives and I tell you what..."yum" doesn't even begin to cover it), and curl up on the couch with a few new movies I've been meaning to see. And I'm not planning on changing out of my pajamas either. I'll be thinking of all of you as you head out in the bitter cold to go to your various jobs and classes. ;-)

Monday, January 5, 2009

Please donate!

Consider making a donation in support of my half-marathon attempt. All proceeds benefit the University of Maryland Greenebaum Cancer Center, definitely a worthy cause!

Sunday, January 4, 2009

New year, new goal

So I slacked off a bit on running this holiday season. Oh, who am I kidding, I really slacked off. The last time I ran for any length of time was the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving. So much for being able to jog five miles easy...it looks like I'm back to Square One (or at least Square Two or Three). But there's no sense beating myself up about it and I've already started remedying the situation. I also have another goal that I'm shooting towards, which means that I can't take an entire month off again or else I won't be able to accomplish it. So, here it is...drumroll please...I've decided to run the inaugural Maryland Half-Marathon in May. Yikes! While I'd been intrigued by the idea when I first read about it a few weeks ago, it was the ladies at Charm City Run who made me believe that I can actually do it. We stopped by the store yesterday to get Josh outfitted with a new pair of running shoes (because, if I'm lucky and get my way, he'll be joining me as a fledgling runner sometime soon!) and the half-marathon came up during our conversation with them. I said that I was interested but didn't know if I was ready, and they both heartily contradicted me. It's not until May 31st, which gives me a little under five months to train. Plenty of time, they assured me. So...I'm gonna do it! More details to follow as I start on this journey of (*gulp*) running 13.1 miles!