Today is my busy day at home. I sleep in, have breakfast and coffee, then get to work! I have 3 loads of laundry and I clean my apartment thoroughly (most of the time). I also like to constitute Sunday as my long run day. Since I sleep in I don't have a chance to run outside before it gets unbearably hot, so I usually go to the gym and just knock it out on the treadmill, but last week I did an afternoon run at the park and realized I'm a little too out of shape to be running a half marathon in just 6 weeks! Yikes! So, today I plan to do my long run outside, on the hills, and in the heat. However, I would like to wait until it cools off later this evening. It's just really hard to go through the day with that long run hanging over my head; especially when I know I could just go run it out on the treadmill...that'd be easier, too! Oh well, I have to do this for my benefit, so I don't just fall out and die in Savannah. I'm hoping that running in Florida's heat will make Savannah in November easier (assuming Savannah will be cool by then).
This week the boyfriend makes the big move to Orlando! :) I'm very excited, but I know that it will probably throw off my running schedule since we'll be trying to get everything organized and situated. Hopefully, I can still get most of the runs in, but we'll see.
I hope everyone has a great week!
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Freedom
Ten years ago today I was in 8th grade, and I had just gotten to my 2nd period class for the day, which was P.E. After changing into our P.E. clothes and lining up for roll-call, my teacher, Ms. Blagburn told us that we would go to the library for the period because the World Trade Center in NYC had been hit by a plane. At 13 I didn't even know the World Trade Center was. I didn't understand what she meant by a plane crashing into the building, was it on accident? Was it planned? I guess you can consider it a blessing that being from the USA I had never heard the term "terrorist." Because of our soldiers fighting for our freedom since the day this country was founded, I had never had to deal with terrorists or attacks in our country. We went to the library and watched the coverage of the crisis, and sat in disbelief while the second plane hit the tower. Our teachers were crying and talking, we all were just sitting there in confusion. Why was this happening? What did these people do to deserve this? Who was doing this?
The older I got the more I understood what happened on September 11, 2001. I got the opportunity to go to NYC in Spring 2003 and see Ground Zero. I remember feeling mad when I saw all the names of the people who lost their lives listed around the fence protecting the grounds. I was mad that our country, after everything our service members had endured throughout history, was still having to go through this. How did we allow these people in our country? We pride ourselves with being the Land of the Free, but does that mean that we'll let just anybody in our country to steal what is ours? I still feel that way today. Our military is still fighting for Freedom, for rights to do what we please, say what we feel and we still have issues with people from other countries coming in and taking what belongs to us, citizens, to our soldiers, to our soldiers' families. I guess life isn't fair in that way. The USA is the "melting pot," always has been, always will be. Our ancestors that founded our country were immigrants looking for a new beginning, a fresh start, and Freedom to believe what they wanted to believe. Because we have citizens willing to fight for these freedoms and stand up for what we all want, our country will always be desired by others who can't enjoy these things in their country. It's flattering in a way, even though it's frustrating in other ways. May we be able to show these new immigrants what real Patriotism means. We showed them that in adversity and crisis and tragedy we can stand together, but may we show them that in our Freedom we stand together, as Americans.
Thank you servicemen and women for all you've done, all you do, and for all you'll continue to strive for.
Where were you 10 years ago today?
The older I got the more I understood what happened on September 11, 2001. I got the opportunity to go to NYC in Spring 2003 and see Ground Zero. I remember feeling mad when I saw all the names of the people who lost their lives listed around the fence protecting the grounds. I was mad that our country, after everything our service members had endured throughout history, was still having to go through this. How did we allow these people in our country? We pride ourselves with being the Land of the Free, but does that mean that we'll let just anybody in our country to steal what is ours? I still feel that way today. Our military is still fighting for Freedom, for rights to do what we please, say what we feel and we still have issues with people from other countries coming in and taking what belongs to us, citizens, to our soldiers, to our soldiers' families. I guess life isn't fair in that way. The USA is the "melting pot," always has been, always will be. Our ancestors that founded our country were immigrants looking for a new beginning, a fresh start, and Freedom to believe what they wanted to believe. Because we have citizens willing to fight for these freedoms and stand up for what we all want, our country will always be desired by others who can't enjoy these things in their country. It's flattering in a way, even though it's frustrating in other ways. May we be able to show these new immigrants what real Patriotism means. We showed them that in adversity and crisis and tragedy we can stand together, but may we show them that in our Freedom we stand together, as Americans.
Thank you servicemen and women for all you've done, all you do, and for all you'll continue to strive for.
Where were you 10 years ago today?
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Alabama Weekend
I don't feel very much like a blogger because I never put up pictures. I'm a horrible picture taker anyway, so it just doesn't seem reasonable for me to promise more pictures when I doubt they'll happen.
I went home for the weekend! I wish I had taken an extra day from work because my trips always seem so short. Friday afternoon my mom picked me up at the airport and took me to see my cousin, Teri and her husband, Matt's new baby girl, Pyper. She's so sweet and cuddly. I love newborns because they just curl up on your chest and sleep. While I was there, one of my best friends from high school, Meya, whom also was a majorette with Teri and me dropped in, so it was a lot of fun catching up with those 2. After we left Teri and Matt's we went directly to my brother's house so I could snatch up my nephew, the Butterbean named Travis and steal all his kisses! He's just the sweetest and most adorable chubby-cheeked baby I've ever seen. I may be a little biased, but I doubt you'll think so when you see his picture! :) My boyfriend, Jonathan drove down from the big town of Double Springs, AL to have dinner with my family and me. My mom and I ended up having a few margaritas at dinner and pulled out her old music from the 70s for a dance party! Saturday I drove up to Double Springs to visit Jonathan's family and my BFF/co-blogger, Rainie, met me there! I missed her so much, and I was so happy I got to see her! I'm pretty sure I talked her ear off even though we still talk at least once a week. It's just different when you see someone than when you're on the phone, ya know? Sunday was filled with more family stuff and hanging out with my grandparents who are going a little crazy in their old age, but I guess that keeps it interesting right? I love my family so much, and I'm so glad I got to spend a lot of time with them. However, it just reminds me how much I want to be at home not missing all these things that go on. I've got to get through this internship before I go home, though, because more than anything I want to be a RD.
My nephew, aka: Butterbean :)
I hope everyone's weekend was as great as mine, although it's a tough one to beat. :)
I went home for the weekend! I wish I had taken an extra day from work because my trips always seem so short. Friday afternoon my mom picked me up at the airport and took me to see my cousin, Teri and her husband, Matt's new baby girl, Pyper. She's so sweet and cuddly. I love newborns because they just curl up on your chest and sleep. While I was there, one of my best friends from high school, Meya, whom also was a majorette with Teri and me dropped in, so it was a lot of fun catching up with those 2. After we left Teri and Matt's we went directly to my brother's house so I could snatch up my nephew, the Butterbean named Travis and steal all his kisses! He's just the sweetest and most adorable chubby-cheeked baby I've ever seen. I may be a little biased, but I doubt you'll think so when you see his picture! :) My boyfriend, Jonathan drove down from the big town of Double Springs, AL to have dinner with my family and me. My mom and I ended up having a few margaritas at dinner and pulled out her old music from the 70s for a dance party! Saturday I drove up to Double Springs to visit Jonathan's family and my BFF/co-blogger, Rainie, met me there! I missed her so much, and I was so happy I got to see her! I'm pretty sure I talked her ear off even though we still talk at least once a week. It's just different when you see someone than when you're on the phone, ya know? Sunday was filled with more family stuff and hanging out with my grandparents who are going a little crazy in their old age, but I guess that keeps it interesting right? I love my family so much, and I'm so glad I got to spend a lot of time with them. However, it just reminds me how much I want to be at home not missing all these things that go on. I've got to get through this internship before I go home, though, because more than anything I want to be a RD.
My nephew, aka: Butterbean :)
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