Running Just Perfectly

Funeral viewing

2008-01-07T11:46:00.000-08:00

Okay, I went to my first funeral viewing. I have been to many funerals -- I stopped counting at 20 -- but probably given my religious backgrounds, nearly all have been Jewish. I had never been to a wake or a funeral viewing before.

I did not know the person -- I was going because it was the grandfather of a good friend. Anyway, I show up and my friend is busy talking but acknowledges me. I sign in the guest book and then see there is an open casket. Her grandfather was a HIGHLY decorated veteran and he had his medals all over him. Anyway, I am not a big fan of dead bodies (I know, who is) and when I saw it was an open casket, I decided to not go in.

I thought I was going to get away without seeing one ...

From the dramatic pause, you can see that did not end up being the case. My friend, after she was done talking, decided that she wanted to INTRODUCE me to her grandfather, the one who passed away. So, I had to kneel down in front of the casket. She offered to let me shake his hand but I declined. I love my friend dearly which is why I did it but it felt really weird.

Now that I have seen one dead body, I have one word to say, "EEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!" That was so absolutely disgusting. Not him, just dead bodies in general. The whole ride home from the viewing, I was going EW, EW, EW, EW and trying to get the picture out of brain.

That is one experience I hope to NEVER EVER repeat.

EWWWWW!!!

New Year

2008-01-07T11:42:00.000-08:00

So, one of my new year resolutions which I think I can keep is to be better about blogging. I am not sure why because I do not think anyone reads this but oh well ... if nothing else, it is a nice sounding board for me to celebrate or vent or all of the above.

So far, the New Year has been pretty good. Family still recovering from various different ailments -- ahh, the joys of having a toddler -- but nothing life threatening (knock on wood). Daughter is being a good girl though struggling a little bit with not sucking her thumb.

Work for me is very good, busy but good though I survived a hellish month and looking forward to it calming down just a little bit. (I just jinxed myself, didn't I. DAMN IT!!) Husband is doing great -- got a nice big promotion (it is great when you can beam with pride about not only your child but also your husband). Family is good -- lots of babies due (none by me).

So, for the two of you who may periodically read this post, happy new year!

What a weekend ...

2007-12-26T12:03:00.001-08:00

Before I start this post, let me just state for the record that I absolutely love and adore my husband and daughter. I am a very lucky woman to have them in my life ...

That being said ... this past weekend was the WORST weekend of my life. Let me just recount the ways this weekend SUCKED!!!!

1. Daughter got sick on Day 1. Threw up everywhere -- hubby was good in that he cleaned up her mess because I would have gagged if I had to. So, daughter hung and clung to me all day which was not too bad but did not sleep. Daughter and no sleep? NOT FUN.

2. Daughter still not feeling good on Day 2, I am not feeling great on Day 2. At 9:16, husband starts throwing up and being sick and continue until 5:30 at which point in time, I was convinced that i had to take him to the hospital. All of us pajama clad, I had to scramble to fine someone to take care of daughter, clean myself up to a certain level of acceptance and take husband to the ER for 5 hours. Whoo hoo! Daughter did not nap again and was a bit unhappy when we got home and she could not watch her "shows" (do not even get me started on that one).

3. Daughter is starting to feel better on Day 3 through hacking up a lung. Husband has to go see doctor again because he was so bad the day before. Husband cannot really do anything, daughter a bit whiny and clingy, house is a mess, laundry everywhere, yucky smells AND my in-laws are coming in 2 days with no food in the house. Can the fun keep coming? Oh and to end the night, daughter does not nap during the day. Wakes up essentially in the middle of the night and will not go back to sleep for nearly 2 hours. Good times.

4. Daughter still coughing but returning to normal self and husband among the living (sort of) again on Day 4. Still feeling mediocre myself but no time to not feel good, too many other things and people to take care of. Did lots of baking yesterday, just because ... daughter took a nap like she was supposed to and slept the whole night last night.

And now the 4 days of Christmas:
4 cancelled plans and sick filled days
3 sleepless nights
2 sick people
1 migraine headache

Happy holidays to anyone who reads this post -- all three of you. (Smile)

Truly momentous day

2007-12-18T13:15:00.000-08:00

So, it is weird to write this blog because it is weird to consider this a momentous day but for those who know me, you will understand why.

I had a brother who was less than 2 years old than me -- loved him dearly. We fought like cats and dogs a lot but we were incredibly close partially because we were so different in some ways but so similar in others. He was a truly amazing person and one that will always influence who I am ...

As you may or may not be able to tell by reading this post, he is sadly no longer with us. He passed away unbelievably 13 years ago ... can it be that long? It seems odd that it has been so long. He died suddenly in a car accident.

Anyway, yesterday was his birthday. Birthdays and the anniversary of his death have always been super hard on me. I am an emotional person so days like that can be gut wrenching. Anyway, yesterday was the first time since he died that I did not cry on his birthday. I thought about him a lot as I always do but I did NOT cry. I did not feel the shot gun hole in my chest like I sometimes do. I did not feel the debilitating pain ... I felt some sadness but also some relief that I can finally think about my brother without falling to pieces.

It may seem like nothing to you but that is progress to me ...

Rest in peace, Danny. I know I finally am at peace.

Been a while

2007-12-18T13:09:00.000-08:00

So, it has been a while since I last posted -- specifically a month and a day now. I have actually thought that I wanted to post but could not find the time with how crazy life has been. Lots of things going on including:

* Thanksgiving -- Spent a lot of time with family. Everyone was very well behaved, the two grandkids in the mix played together like angels and are now enamored with each other. Spent time with my family and my in-laws. All in all, the time was pretty near perfect.

* Speaking of perfect -- Okay, so I am a big Boston fan and proud of it. I am loving these days -- Red Sox won the WS, Patriots are undefeated, Celtics are 20 -2 and the Bruins are playing pretty well. For a sports fan like me, could life get better?

* Good things happening with friends -- So, over the last month, a couple of exciting things happening with friends. First, one of my dear friends finally got engaged -- whoo hoo. That news kept me dancing in my chair at the office for days (and generated a lot of weird looks). Second, a friend who has been trying for a while to get pregnant is now prego -- whoo hoo. That got me dancing at least for a day. Third, I resolved a rift with someone who was my best friend for a long time. Not sure if we will ever get back to where we were but we are now talking again which makes me happier than I can articulate.

* Family. Family life is wonderful. Work life has been kicking my butt and my SO's butt as well. The whole two-working parents thing is freaking hard especially when none of your other friends are in that situation. Child is wonderful, having a few temper tantrums that drain me but all in all, child is fabulous even with every single germ and illness possible from pre-school

That is a big enough update for now ...

Wonderful birthday present

2007-11-17T04:23:00.001-08:00

I love and adore my husband and daughter, probably more than you can quantify. But my best birthday present this year (my birthday is today) will probably be a call from a long lost friend. My best friend for many years and I have not spoken in close to 7 years -- we had a big blowout. I have some ideas about what happened but not 100% certain. A few weeks ago, it was his birthday and I decided to write him a letter to apologize and tell him that I missed having his friendship. To be perfectly honest, it had been so long since we spoke, I did not expect to hear from him.

However, I was talking to my wonderful hubby last night and he told me we had a voicemail at home and low and behold it was my dear friend. What an amazing way to kick off my birthday weekend ... Just set the tone for a great few days. I am very excited about reconnecting and getting to know my friend again.

Okay, back to bed since my daughter who woke up super early is reading to herself for a little while now. Until I post again ...

Amazing culinary experience

2007-11-14T15:08:00.000-08:00

A few nights ago, I went out for dinner with a friend of mine. First of all, it was a woman that I am friends with but do not hang out a lot with her. After last week, I have decided that I need to go out with her more often -- super nice, super funny and I feel like we have similar personalities. Just a great person to hang out with.

As for the dinner, it was an absolutely amazing culinary experience -- not just dinner, but culinary experience. This restaurant uses the new-age techniques where they take traditional foods and do a twist to them by changing the texture of food or how the food is normally used. We did not eat any odd foods (like cow brains) but odd ways of presenting food like Cotton Candy Fois Gras, Olive Oil Bon Bon and a few others. It is not a way that I would eat on a regular basis but it was AWESOME. I highly recommend going to a place like this once in a lifetime or at least once a year but probably not more than that.

Why? why?

2007-11-14T15:05:00.000-08:00

So, I work with some amazing people -- highly competent and also very nice (not always a combination that people get). Anyway, there is one person in my office who just says things that often make me say, "Did she really say that?" I was at a meeting last week and she was presenting. I caught the tail end of the presentation -- was there for 10 minutes -- and during that time, I thought "Did she really say that?" three times. That is not a good ratio.

Oh well ...

What seven year itch?

2007-11-14T15:01:00.000-08:00

So, when my husband and I hit the seven-year anniversary (yes, I know I am too young to have been married for 7 years but I got married at a young age (15 (smile))), I heard of a new phrase or at least new to me called "Seven Year Itch". I believe it is the thought that after seven years, married couples sometimes get the itch for items or people outside of their marriage.

Well, not here but let me explain why I am writing this. Last week, my husband had surgery -- he was great, a real rockstar and is recovering well. While in post-op, I was doting on him like a lovely wife should and also because it just came naturally. I guess I was being sweet and affectionate -- all I know is that I was just trying to wake him from anesthesia, make him smile and help him forget for a little while that he was going to be in pain.

Well, apparently we looked cute because the nurse taking care of him said, "I am jealous. How long have you two been married?" I said, "A little over seven years ..." and she was surprised, saying "The way you two are acting, I would have thought you were newlyweds." Apparently, the love and magic is still there though I never had a doubt in the world. The seven year itch can just move along to the next couple, thank you very much.

Been a while

2007-11-14T15:00:00.000-08:00

So, it has been a while that I have posted. I am sure that my thousands of readers (translation -- 2 or 3 at best) have missed me horribly. No excuse except forgetting to post. Going to post a few times tonight so enjoy the read.

4 hours and 37 minutes

2007-10-24T16:09:00.001-07:00

What is 4 hours and 37 minutes? That is 4.6 hours, 277 minutes or 16,620 seconds.

A fairly long time, isn't it? There are a lot of things that one can do in 4 hours and 37 minutes to entertain themselves:
* Watch a great sports game (did I mention that the Sox are in the WS and the Patriots are 7 - 0?)
* Have a fabulous night of dinner and dancing (or other form of entertainment and pleasure) with your husband, your girlfriends or a random stranger if you so choose
* Make a fabulous dessert for your daughter or son's birthday
* If you run the same pace as I currently do, finish a marathon
* Take a wonderful hike outside or go for a bike ride or walk along the beach

Or if you were me TODAY, you could spend that amount of time in the car commuting back and forth to work. Yup, you read that correctly. I spent 4.6 hours, 277 minutes or 16620 seconds driving TO and FROM work today. Are you jealous?? I can see you turning green ...

So, how did I not kill myself or someone else today? Well, I called my husband about 4 times, spoke to one of my dear friends and screamed curse words as a way to vent, listened to the sexy voice of my favorite DJ (http://www.dc101.com/pages/rochedc101.html) who played some mighty Pearl Jam for me (Jeremy is such a GREAT song) and finally I played 2 of my favorite songs on the new Foo Fighters album (Echoes, Silence, Patience and Grace -- such a great album) about 20 times. Thanks for those of you who kept me sane today.

What is 4 hours and 37 minutes? Way too fucking long to spend in the car, that's what.

Near perfect weekend

2007-10-14T18:21:00.001-07:00

So, have you ever had a nearly perfect weekend? One that went so well that you almost cannot believe how good it was. I had one of those this past weekend and it was wonderful. Family was in town for the weekend and everyone was on their best behavior for all but 2 minutes; our kid got to hang out with her niece who is in love with our child and was fine as long as our niece did not touch any toys at all. Great at sharing at school, not so much at home.

Daughter had a birthday today -- it was wonderful. Made a few cakes for her that came out perfectly and the party was a lot of fun; everyone enjoyed themselves. And most importantly, she was on her best behavior which was great!!

And to end the day, my Pats beat the Cowboys and are now 6 - 0.

All in all, great food, great friends, great family, great times ... who could ask for anything more?

Feeling good about yourself

2007-10-04T18:42:00.000-07:00

So a week or so ago, my husband presented at a conference and did a great job. When he came back, he had a new presence as if he had "grown up" not to suggest that he was immature before. It was more that he had finally arrived as a senior adviser, etc.

I had that sort of a moment today, kind of. I did a presentation for a former client for my new company and it just went really well. I looked very professional -- it sounds silly but I got lots of comments about my suit and how mature I looked. The senior person in the room apologize for not staying the whole time but commented to the group how I did a great presentation and I have a new lead from an even bigger fish.

Nothing is done until the deal is done but I just felt really good about myself ... I am starting to feel like people really appreciate me, value me and respect my opinion and see me as a SME.

Good times ...

Great colleagues

2007-10-04T10:23:00.000-07:00

So, I had a business trip the other day which was fine. Very productive but long day. After the meetings were over, my colleague and I went out for the evening. We hit a great Brazilian barbeque which is AMAZING -- the amount of the food that we ate and the seasoning of the food was phenomenal. Then, we decided to hit the bar scene ... and hit a local joint with live music. It was good with a great cover band, I was very impressed.

More importantly, I got to hang out with my colleague. I have always liked and respected him as a colleague -- like me, he works really hard and is incredibly conscientious. But I found out that night that I also really liked him as a person. Lots of fun to hang out with, we shot the shit, drank a whole lot and just sang and danced. Great times ...

It is just nice to know that the people in my office (who I do not hang out with that much) are as cool outside of the office as inside.

Recent wedding

2007-09-28T06:04:00.000-07:00

So, a few weeks ago, I had the honor and privilege of going to ANOTHER wedding. I say, "Another wedding" because my SO and I have been to more weddings than we can remember. I lost count at 60 -- some friends, some family, some random people who invited us and because of my guilt complex, I cannot say no.

So, here are some random thoughts about the wedding:
1. Bride was beautiful and groom looked incredibly happy
2. Bridesmaid dresses were actually very cute. They might have been some of the best ones of all the weddings. They were a beautiful color (I think a rose wine color) and very simple -- no poofs, no bows, no frills.
3. Nice ceremony -- religious but nice. Well done, not too over the top.
4. Location was very pretty, scenic. Like the dresses and the bride, beautiful but not over the top. (Notice how I did not say anything about how the groomsmen dressed ... there is a reason. They looked good but the outfits (chosen by the bride) did not make complete sense. To spare anyone pain, I will leave it at that).
5. Guests were INCREDIBLY nice. It was a different crowd than we are used to hanging with but it was great. There was one person in particular who was SO nice, you almost thought he was faking it but I do not think he was.
6. Fight at the wedding by two guests ... I think I do not need to say more than that but I will. Why do people act so stupid and choose to fight? Can you not have enough self control to stop yourself from wrestling on the ground?
7. Stripper. Okay, that probably got your attention. There was not a stripper at the wedding but there was a woman who looked like one. Gold lame, 70's style dress that was incredibly short. (She leaned over and I might have seen the thong unfortunately.) What added to the look was the shoes, the gold shoes that were wedge heals but cheap, lucite wedge heals. I almost expected to see them show off lights. What was the icing on the cake? At one point in time during the reception, I saw her swinging around a pole (yes, a pole) and she was rubbing her backside against it. Need I say more?

It's the little things ...

2007-09-28T05:58:00.001-07:00

While there are many big things that make you happy, sometimes it's the little things that make your day great. I was getting dressed this morning and my daughter said, "I help mommy get dressed." After she helped me put on my sweatpants and shirt (I love working from home on Fridays), it was time to do my hair.

My daughter said, "I do mommy's hair." So I asked her if she wanted to help Mommy put her hair in a pony tail and she said, "No, no, no, Mommy. You do pig tails." She then proceeded to help me put my hair in pig tails. I will not tell you my age but a woman my age does not seem to fit with pig tails.

However, the absolute and total joy on my daughter's face when she realized that SHE did Mommy's hair is priceless. She danced around, laughed her incredibly infectious laugh and just beamed. I will probably change it before leaving the house later today but for now, the silly pig tails will stay in just because ...

Kaboom!

2007-09-27T20:00:00.000-07:00

My husband always laughs at me when I tell him stories because his favorite saying is "This stuff only happens to you ... "

Well, I think I had another one of those instances. I was driving home from work and was minding my own business. On one of the roads I go on, there was a car on the left that was smoking and a guy who shooting under the engine with a fire extinguisher. I got a little nervous when I saw that but no big deal. The car next to me would not move so it took me a few seconds to get past the smoking car ...

About 10 seconds after passing the car, kaboom! Yes, kaboom! The car exploded. Scared the crap out of me, one of those instances where it takes our heart about 20 minutes to calm down. I was fine and car was fine (thank god because I was not driving mine, DOH!). But just made me think that weird shit really DOES happen to me.

Another day, another odd situation again ... I am sure.

Absolutely beautiful

2007-09-20T16:36:00.000-07:00

So, I am not one to talk on and on and on (at least not about this topic) about how attractive someone is. I notice attractive people, give them the subtle once over (subtlety is something that my SO often lacks). Anyway, I have to say that I saw the absolutely most beautiful man I have ever seen (except for my SO of course (he reads my posts, hi honey)). And I think the word beautiful is better to describe him than hot ... he had the face and hair of George Clooney and the body of someone who is RIDICULOUSLY hot. He was wearing a clean, crisp white collared shirt with gray slacks and a beautiful pair of italian leather shoes. Nails were perfectly manicured, chiseled chin and everything was perfectly in place.

Beautiful, just beautiful. I probably watched him my entire flight en route to my glorious destination in middle-of-nowhere America.

So beautiful ... okay, I am done.

Where do these people come from?

2007-09-20T16:30:00.000-07:00

So in my previous life, I was a traveler -- one who did the weekly trip and spent most of my life living out of a suitcase. If you are or were in my previous profession, you know exactly what I do.

Anyway, my point is that traveling and specifically flying are easy for me and I have my routine down. Now, I have seen many things that surprise me but this one almost shocked me today. I was standing in line at security, shoes off and computer in hand (I did not take the jacket off just yet because I was wearing a cami). The woman in front of me apparently has not traveled in over 6 years (since pre-9/11). As she was going through security, they threw away some gigantic liquid she had in her bag and she had no clue why. She looked even more baffled when they asked her to take off her shoes and horrified when they asked her to take off her jacket. Me, on the other hand, I will strip buck naked if it gets me through the line faster ... but I digress. So, she did all that after some shock.

Then I go to my gate and sit for a LONG time (note to self -- never rely on colleague when planning travel because they haven't a freaking clue). And the woman from the security area sits next to me. Overhead, they make the typical security threat announcement (the national security level is orange ... blah blah blah). And she looks at me (in all seriousness) and says, "Security threat? What do they mean by security threat and what is code orange? Have we been attacked or something?"

It took every ounce of strength not to start laughing and say, "Hey lady, have you been living under a freaking rock?" Seriously though, where do people like this come from?

Running not so perfectly

2007-08-27T09:06:00.000-07:00

So, I recently completed a road race -- the first one in a long time. It was very momentous.

I finished it but I need to clarify ... I ran most of the race straight out -- over the hills, through the neighborhood and over the bridge. It was a great one and I was ahead of schedule from a timing perspective. Let me repeat -- I WAS ahead of schedule until ...

Rip. Rip. Rip. Okay, I did not hear rip rip rip but I think that is what happened to me. A muscle in my body completely ripped or broken or so I think (no medical diagnosis yet). I could not run anymore and could barely walk though I did it. I probably should not have finished the race (and my loved ones would all probably agree with that statement emphatically) but I just have this determination and stubbornness that will not let me quit. Actually, part of what made me finish was a shirt that I saw: "Pain is temporary, pride is forever". That might become one of my mantras.

Anyway, so while I am generally running just perfectly, I may not be running for a little while though I will still do some typing / updating on my excitement filled life.

Everyone has a right ...

2007-08-27T08:47:00.000-07:00

Everyone has a right to know. Not only a right but an obligation to know, right? Everyone has a right and an obligation to know what is going on in my personal life, right?

You are probably wondering what the heck I am talking about. Well, I live in a very nice community with my beau (he is my husband but I am trying out other names to call him for no particular reason) and daughter. Apparently, according to everyone else's timetable, we should be having baby #2. In fact, we are behind schedule and the whole neighborhood is waiting for us to have another one. We have failed in our protocol to stick to everyone else's schedule and have caused a number of folks needless amounts of waiting time.

How do I know that people have been asking questions? How do I know that we are "behind schedule"? Well, I learned this from my daughter's nanny who has been asked at least 4 - 5 times in the last two weeks.

In all seriousness, here is my question. Since when did it become socially acceptable to ask these types of questions? When did it become appropriate to ask continuously about when we are having another baby? Who knows -- maybe we have been trying for months / years and have not been successful? Maybe we have been trying and had a miscarriage? Maybe there were other things going on in our life and the time has not been right?

That is not the point. The point is that I find it obnoxious that not only people are asking when we are having a baby (continuously) but they are asking our employee and putting her in a very uncomfortable position. I am not mad at her ... don't get me wrong. I feel bad that people keep asking her because it is NONE of their business.

Or maybe I am wrong ... maybe everyone has a right to know ...

What a difference a day makes

2007-08-20T16:45:00.000-07:00

So, good lord, what a difference a day makes? Yesterday, I was having a horrible day with trying to teach my little girl how to use the toilet and I was a lean, mean running machine.

Today, she went in the toilet three times (and peed on me once but hey, she was trying to get to the potty when it happened) and I am sore as all heck. The funniest thing is that I think I may have pulled a groin muscle which I did not think happened to women but then again, I am probably not your typical woman ...

I had so much fun with my daughter tonight and everyone was happy. Maybe I don't need a do-over of yesterday after all.

Chance for a do over?

2007-08-19T14:52:00.000-07:00

Ever have an afternoon that just S-U-C-K-E-D? I had one of those today.

I am getting ready for a run that I am doing next weekend and was all psyched to go for a long run. However, my plans got changed and I did not react well. My significant other who did not want to go for a bike ride this morning decided that he needed to do it this afternoon. Not a big deal, you say? It would not be except that meant that I had to worry about my daughter sleeping or not sleeping during her nap.

As I feared, she slept for about 15 minutes -- 5 minutes after the SO left -- and woke up because she pooped. So, I changed her and told her to have some mellow time in her room reading books. That was all set to work except we are potty training her right now and 3 minutes after I got downstairs, I heard, "Mommy, i have to go potty" and found her standing on the bed covered in pee. Good times ...

I then went to put on laundry and could not because there was no laundry detergent which meant (a) the pee covered sheets had to sit and (b) that I had to take my very tired and clingy (though normally adorable daughter) with me food shopping which is not fun.

She was pretty good for the most part when we were there but then came home and had an ABSOLUTELY MELTDOWN with yelling and crying and fussing. I calmed her down like only a mom can and then she promptly fell asleep on my bed which meant I still could not get changed and go for a run even though the SO offered.

Now, I am not motivated to run but gotta find a way to muscle up the interest and desire ...

I love my husband and my daughter but I was definitely frustrated today with both of them which is a feeling I ABSOLUTELY hate because they are my world and are perfect and I am far from it.

Any chance for a do over of my afternoon, please?

Still got it ... sort of

2007-08-15T17:55:00.000-07:00

So, a few months ago, I hired a personal trainer to get my ass back into shape ... well, into shape. Saying back into shape would suggest that it had a good shape previously which it didn't (unless you like a woman who is "bootylicious" (which some man actually called me)) but I digress.

I decided to ask my trainer to come back for the night and he kicked my butt. I did some insane workouts -- 40 reps of boxing, pushups on a medicine ball (harder than it sounds), pull-ups on a stability bar on the treadmill, squats with lateral raises, lunges on a bosu ball and lots of stomach exercises. It was so hard and it actually hurts me a bit to type right now but I managed to survive.

Everything he threw at me, I said "Bring it on and give me more." Apparently, my insane work ethic when it comes to working out has not completely gone away.

P.S. My husband made my day tonight -- he referred to me as very svelte. That is one of the nicest compliments he has ever given to me and he does not even know it.

East Coast Bias

2007-08-07T19:27:00.000-07:00

So, I am originally from the East Coast and have spent my entire life on the East Coast ... Maybe that has led to an East Coast bias -- okay, it definitely has led to an East Coast bias.

Anyway, the reason I am running is that I was traveling today and heard the most annoying accent. It was a Midwest accent and every time the person opened his mouth, it felt like nails were running up and down a chalkboard. It probably did not help that the guy was an admitted tech geek and talking about the 5 terabytes (whoa, 5 TB -- should I be impressed) that he had in his house.

Guess that is what happens when you spend your entire life on one side of the country.

Day 1 -- Jumping into the blogging world

2007-07-23T18:01:00.001-07:00

So, this whole blogging thing is new to me so please spare me a bit. I decided that it was a great concept to have one so here I am ... a blogging virgin. (Smile)

So, why is my blog called "Running Just Perfectly"? Well, there are a few reasons.

One, I probably now qualify as a "runner" albeit a slow one. I lost a bunch of weight in the past year and used running as my way to lose the weight so it is my new love.

Two, I have a rather hectic schedule so often times, I feel like I am running between work, family and friends.

Three, for the longest time, I was seeking perfection in everything that I did -- there was no such thing as good enough. However, I have learned that non-perfection is perfectly fine hence the running just perfectly.

Four, a person close to me loves cars and so I thought that this was a nice tribute to him as well.

So, that is it for Day 1. Looking forward to posting more and getting comments if anyone out there is reading this.