Meiri Christmas Eve!

Reasons Why Yesterday's Run Sucked

-Even though it was only 3.1 miles it sucked the whole time and felt like it took forever.
-My lungs hurt from the get-go.
-I felt like I kept getting slower and slower.
-Every block felt more difficult.
-I didn't enjoy any part of it.
-My ankles were sweating too much.
-I spent the whole run wondering when I started sucking so bad at running and how out of shape I must be and how I hate having shitty runs, and this was just a shitty, shitty run.

Reason's Why Yesterday's Run Didn't Suck As Bad As I Thought

-Negative splits (8:31, 7:58, 7:42)
-Apparently being fast in general
-Lungs burning = lungs learning to suck less, right?


So, to humblebrag, my run felt like it sucked because I was running faster than usual. And maybe I should warm up before a run if I'm going to feel all butt hurt about my pace, since, hey, looking at my splits, it takes me a little bit to warm up. I'm coming from a background where I didn't get a shit how fast I ran. But now I kind of care. So, I need to nut up and work on it, or drop back down to not giving a shit.

I want to get faster, see, but I don't always enjoy running hard, and I don't want to put in the work. *sad laughter* Clearly I am going places in the world.

Anyway, the run wasn't the shit pile of shit that I thought it was.



Oh, I got an iFitness belt in the mail today that I won through Rad Runner. I tried it out. And, I'll try it out some more before I make up my mind.



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Last night was my best friend Marla's birthday, so we got cleaned up again.



It was an evening of listening to people talk about crossfit.

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It's Christmas Eve, so here are some ornaments.

Bumbles bounce!



An ornament we're going to have to start hiding in a few years.



This is a mouse trap. We acquired this during SantaCon one or two years ago.



My mom bought us this ornament the first year my husband and I lived together.



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If you don't like rotting possum carcasses, you may want to scroll down quickly to the cat picture below.

Yesterday my mom and I were puttering in my front garden, which was majorly overgrown. And we found a possum carcass.



A little background: I grew up in the mountains. I've had an outhouse. I've lived with no electricity. I remember my dad stashing a deer carcass in my tree house after he went hunting. I have a little bit of hill people in me. So when my mom suggested I tear the head off and stash it somewhere to finish decomposing, so I could have a neat skull, I jumped on it.



Yup. Judge away. If I get rabies it's my own damn fault.

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I like my cat best when she hears a weird noise and sits up on her hind legs to investigate. I want to put a top hat on her.



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Last night's picture: Oh boy, candles!



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Meiri Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and/or whatever other crap you celebrate.