STARVING

STARVING ... I'm STARVING.  I wake up STARVING.  I sit at work STARVING. I eat STARVING.  It's only been a few days…three now I think and I have to say…I’M STARVING.  Just all day…I am starving. I wake up at 0300 trying to gnaw my left fingers off (I feel like I use them less so it is a good place to start).  I am not sure how I am going to cope with this new metabolic rate I simply don’t have the time in the day to make snacks and I fired my personal chef last week for substituting plain old grape tomatos for Heirloom tomato’s YES THERE IS A DIFFERENCE!!  I have a new affinity for food porn on the food network and for the first time ever Bizarre foods with what’s his face don’t seem too out of the realm of possibilities….SERIOUSLY I’m hungry…right now in fact…I could eat any number of things that used to have eyes and a soul.  Ugggg…I know I will adjust and I know I will have to increase my caloric intake but GEEEZE so soon?!?!?! And for the record there is NO cuter accessory to  womens outfit than a giant plastic gallon jug of water…look into it ladies.

It has been really starting to sink in that I have actually committed to this race.  We are slowly getting “followers” and have gotten a few contributions for the Wounded Warrior Project (again PayPal to GlamazonsForWWP@gmail.com  I am still working out that whole receipt thing so if you get something that looks like a bill from me sorry its marked as paid on the account I’m just kind of dumb is all)
I have also been getting some really good ideas and helpful hints from those around me.  Decent trails to hike, tips on how not to cut off my toes with an ax.  I was offered legos from Dayspring and Ryan (hopefully Cormack will be OK with letting me borrow them) so that I can practice diagramming and rebuilding formations.  A few folks have just started tripping my when I’m not looking to prepare me for falling and regaining my balance.  Little do they know and anyone who has trail ran with me (Sarah) can attest…man I fall all the time I am WAY used to it.

I have been asked numerous times “are you ok?” while trying to get up from the floor with an adidas weighted pack.  I have been stopped a few times at the local Sport and Health and asked “Ma’am…someone notified us that you are trying to steal weights…please open your bag” I am in fact not trying to steal them just walk around with them on my back but I can understand the concern.  When you walk into a place and just start shoving whatever you find lying around in your back pack eyebrows raise.  Its gone so far as to be given permission to borrow a couples 35lbs child complete with back apparatus to hike up a mountain on weekends “You can just carry Dustin on your back he loves it just watch out for the African bees”.
Thats about it for me today...I have some kids coming over and they will feel the pain that i felt today...wheelbarrow pushes to "get the mail" box jumps and stairs...sorry kids...you didn't ask for it but yer gonna get it!