Into Thin Air.

A harrowing account by Jon Krakauer of the 1997 dramz on Everest

-OR-

What it would be like if you entered my brain.


There isn't much there, yet, I'm going to fill the blogosphere with it anyway.

*I registered for two races this past week.

My first triathalon, which is 1/5 the distance of an Iron Man. {July 10th} (And hopefully a good way to break into the world of Tri-ing)
{If anybody has any tips, hints, advice on this whole tri process, please let me know!} 

And the Woodrow Wilson Bridge Half Marathon.  {October 2}

Race ends here.
I'm not sure how I feel about it.
I know it's called "The awakening"
But - it kind of looks like "The Deadening".
Not good at the end of a race. 

It feels good to have goals to work towards again, I don't feel like I'm just floundering around in the world of chauffering and diapers.
However, my workout this morning - 2 mile run and 30 minutes on the bike reminded me how far out of shape I currently am...
And how much I hate 5am. 


*Natalie Portman quit veganism.
Because the baby told her to.  Proving, that pregnancy cravings are no joke.
Basically, I told you this because sometimes I would tell hubband that "The baby wants a burger" and he just rolled his eyes as he grabbed his keys.  


*The government didn't shut down.   Thank you Baby Jesus. 
Do I really need to say more on that?

*You need to watch this video.  It will make you smile.  If it doesn't, you should call 911.  Because you're probably dead.

*I'm off to go wake up my older trolls and make them play outside.  Prove to the neighbors we're not vampires, and all that...