Holy Diver

Some of you may remember over the summer that I made it my mission to absorb every song on the Tupac Greatest Hits 2CD set by listening to it straight for 8 hours a day everyday while I sewed...

Now I am on a Dio kick. How much is too much Holy Diver? Not enough.

Speaking of kicks. I want a Sidekick. As you can see from this website, I can get it for free-ish providing that I sign up for a T-Mobile cell phone/data plan. Thing is, I don't want to use it as a phone...I already have a good phone and a great plan with Cingular. I just want the data plan with T-Mobil but if I just have that then I don't get one of the rebates. Does anyone know if I get the Sidekick and the cell phone/data plan and get the rebates, can I turn around a month later and cancel the cell phone plan and keep the data plan? Anyone? Help.



This is me in junior high, circa 1983, Rochester, NY. I had a perm. Also, you can't tell but I am wearing Nike sneaker skates. See that rock n' roll bird playing a Flying V? I drew that right before my friend Rachel snapped this picture. See that red heart dripping blood at the top of the door? Drew that too, which I named "sacred heart" and gave it its own word logo. Later that year, I moved to Boston and brought Sacred Heart with me and introduced it to my new friend Kymba. Also, faintly, is a Def Leppard logo that I had done earlier in the year. In the upper left hand corner of this door is my signature which says Heather Clark and trails into a smaller version of Sacred Heart. I named myself Heather Clark because I was in love with Steve Clark form Def Leppard and, obviously, I was gonna marry him...in my sneaker skates. (At that time I had also named myself De Lar which is a WHOLE other story). I have been rock n' roll all my life. If anyone can tell me what that bird drawing is a logo for, I will buy you a beer. Ajax?

My new best friend...

...is Lisa Loeb. She has a new show on E! called #1 Single (Sunday nights at 10pm). That's a play on the fact that she is a musician and newly single. The plot of this 30 minute show, is that she is single for the first time in 12 years and wants to find Mr. Right. She is in NYC at the end of her tour and meets up with her sister (who I might add dresses like a slut and obviously has to ride in on Lisa's coattails-see link) to go clothes shopping. Her sister is picking out all these clothes that Lisa describes as, "What the trampy girls in LA wear." And her sister replies, "That may be but its not pink and does not involve any stuffed animals." (or something along those lines).

Alot of Lisa's friends try to convince her that NY is THE place to meet men, much better than LA so she should really consider moving back there. After some self-reflection, mostly in the form of realizing that she has spent all her life running away from her suburban childhood, she decides to move to NY for the rest of the year where she can work on her new record and meet Mr. Right. As she says, she is living the suburban-like life that she has been running away from, however, "..without the 4 kids. But I do have lots of Hello Kitty and gnomes." (LOVE HER!) She is tired of "maybes and wants babies."

Before she officially leaves for NY, Lisa goes over to her friend Pamela DeBarr's house for a blind date. The guy is nice enough, though has a long winded conversation about never eating vegetables...ever, and getting his fiber from a pill. In a moment where we all cringe with Lisa, they start karoake where the guy actually sings Lisa's hit, Stay. We all want to melt into the couch with her.

As groan and eye rolling inducing as this show seemed like, it is actually a winner! Its a quick 30 minutes and is funny, entertaining and I think a show that a lot of women will relate to. And even though Lisa is very LA in some ways, i.e has a personal tailor, goes to red carpet store openings and is friends with Pamela DeBarr, we love her because she has a pink refridgerator and mixer, and cries over having to push that rock back up the hill while she makes kugel with her mom.

Last Night...

Dudes! I had a dream last night that my teeth were loose and right before a job interview I ripped out all my teeth on my upper right side!?!? Then minutes before my interview I had to practice talking and smiling without showing that they were missing! Weird!

Bonham

Does anyone remember the band Bohnam? The early 90's band formed by the son of the famous Led Zeppelin drummer, John Bonham? I can't even remember any of their songs but, apparently, I was a fan.

hez, circa 1990

Cities Visited This Year

I keep looking at Willo's, Mai's and now Ali's blogs at all the places they went to and I'm like...wow! I didn't really go ANYWHERE this year!

Here is my list:
San Francisco
Boston
Ft. Myers
Northhampton
The Berkshires
Buffalo
Fort Erie, Canada
Corvallis, Or
South Lake Tahoe

Dude, THAT is it! Looks like I did the Northeast tour, airports don't count.

In other news, I had training on main campus yesterday. I feel like it was training in how to stay awake during a completely boring situation, but that's not what I wanted to talk about. On the way there, on Sand Hill Road, a Copper was blocking one of the lanes with his lights flashing and a bit in front of his car was a poor, dead deer. I felt so sad for this delicate creature as she lay there just miserably twisted up with her guts on the pavement. I can only hope that her death was instant on impact.

Then this reminded me over Christmas while I was at my mom's; my aunt, my mom and I saw three deer in her neighborhood. My mom did not see the irony of her saying: those poor deer have nowhere to go because they are getting pushed out of their area. I really didn't want to point out that she was actually living in thier area, but whatever. What was miserable about this situation was that 1) one of the deer was limping and keeping weight off a front leg, and 2) my aunt and my mom started to do that thing when people put human feelings on animals, I forget the word, but just so you know...if you search for that phrase on Google this is the first link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_pony

Yeah that's not what I meant.

What I mean is, after my mom and aunt were done feeling sorry for the hurt deer as we watched them out the kitchen window, we witnessed gimpy try and mount one of the other deer, which launched my mom and aunt into this whole man-hating situation about how even if a guy is hurt he still wants to screw. "And, isn't that just like an asshole man." HAHAHA. Ok its funny now but then I almost had a seizure from all the eye rolling I was doing and I was really sad that they are both so angry at men right now in their lives and in my mom's case, I don't see that going away anytime soon which is really preventing her from living her life. I wish she would learn to stop being mad at a deer and to start getting mad at herself for thinking this way.

Fourteen Years Ago

This picture brings back so many memories for me and I absolutely love the look on Misty's face. The man on the right and the man behind misty are none other Jeff and Steven McDonald of Redd Kross. That is me on the left and I would like to point out that Jeff is actually laughing at something funny I said. Misty is obviously in shock.

As the story goes, Redd Kross were Misty and my favorite band. I was shipping off to Germany that fall to be a nanny and during an impulsive moment, Misty crafted an invitation to Redd Kross to spend Thanksgiving dinner with us (due to their tour schedule they were going to be in Boston with a day off on the holiday). Surprisingly, they accepted and descended upon Misty's house with a couple of roadies and rock journalists from Kerrang! Misty and I had to cook a Thanksgiving dinner for 13 people, and I believe it was both of our first times doing this. Luckily my mom came early to help and Misty's downstairs neighbor let us use his oven.

The day went off without a hitch, even though Misty and I were drunk by 11am because we were so nervous. That day we were introduced to Heavy Metal Parking Lot for the first time, Redd Kross were friends with the filmmaker, we had a great meal and made great friends and we both ended up in Kerrang! It was a totally amazing day, considering we were so infatuated with the band that we used to watch their videos in slow-mo and all their movies over and over again and sit in the car mooning over the ballads before we went into the club to go dancing. We were twenty-three.

HAHAHA! I love us.

Can I Finally Be Having Good Luck?

A few years ago I bought my car off of a coworker who was moving back to Rhode Island. She claimed, that the night before she was to hand it over, she was in the Mission having dinner and someone had keyed the car. There was a 6 foot key gouge all along the passenger side. She put a claim in through her insurance company and I got money to fix it.

But then, a mere few weeks later, I was in Tahoe snowboarding with Misty and we set our boards down to have lunch and when I came back my board was gone. (Why am I the only person in Tahoe who this happens to? Everytime I go I see tons of unlocked boards laying all over the place.) Instead of getting the body work done I bought a new board. Hi, I know my priorities.

Three years later (that's now) my ex-landlady backs into my car with her tailgate down and puts a dash-dot-dash dent on my driver's side. I file a claim and take my car in to Matt's Body Shop, recommended by Willo. I get that crazy ass Mustang rental and then at the end of the week I go to pick up my car for my drive to Tahoe. As they are pulling my car up I still see one of the scratches along the side. Then I see a dent still where the tailgate caught in between my door seam and car and crunched it. I am thinking...did they just paint over it? So I walk over to get a closer look and NO work has been completed. And then...*gasp*...I walk around to the passenger side and they have completely fixed that 3 year old key gouge. OMG. I went back into the office and said, um hi. You fixed the wrong side of my car!

Those poor guys, they were embarrassed and disbelieving. Thinking that they got it right and trying to prove it, they flipped through my file and all the paper work says right side of the car until they get to the original estimate that says left side. They apologized profusely and I tried to appear sympathetc but inside I was all WOOHOO!

Today I brought it back so they can fix the real side and they set me up in a rental again. This week I have a Pontiac Vibe...MUCH better than the Mustang. It's a respectable size in both length and gas tank.

I think when I pick my car up I am going to bring them a box of candy or something. They've been really great, the only thing is that the head guy couldn't help but say that they were gonna try and get it done in three days because its costing them so much money. Thanks guy. Not even my fault.

Sooo... thanks Willo for recommending Matt's!

Surprise Tahoe Ski Weekend

This weekend I planned to just hang around but on Thursday morning I had an email waiting for me from my dad that said he got called to The Plant in Tijuana and his colleague, who was also traveling suggested they fly through Reno and spend the weekend skiing before their meeting on Tuesday. So dad mailed me up and said, meet me in Tahoe!

Hells yeah!

I heard a storm was coming through on Saturday so I arranged for a half day on Friday and headed off to South Lake. I arrived at 8pm and was able to check into our motel, complete with full kitchen. My dad and his colleage, Mike, got there around 9:30pm and we settled in for a dinner of beer and Cheetos! Awww yeah!

Mike is one of those guy skiers who needs to be the first guy on the first chair of the day, so we got up at 6:30am to be out the door at 7:30 to grab some breakfast and then get our rentals. We stopped into this yummy mexican restaurant and had some awesome breakfasts. We also ordered some yummy pork sandwiches for later in the day for lunch. After getting our gear we were off to Kirkwood, about 30 miles away, in a blizzard! Good thing they rented an all wheel drive Jeep Liberty! Alas, it was slow going and anxious Mike didn't make his first run til 10am.

It was so tough skiing in a blizzard with 30 mph wind gusts! The snow was so deep, up to my knees in places, and falling so fast that even though we had been skiing with a few other brave souls for 2 or 3 hours, some of the trails were invisible! A few times my dad and I were just standing there looking at each other and thinking...um...which way do we go? At an early pee break, I had to stop and buy a balaclava to protect my neck and face from the cold and snow. At about 1:30pm, Dad and I decided to eat our stashed pork sandwiches. We found a prime spot at the bar, ordered up some brewskis and settled in. An hour and a half later full and buzzed, we decided to call it a day. I went up to grab our skis and found them all alone, practically burried. We then waited for committed-to-the-day-Mike who came in after 4pm. Home we went with a quick stop at the supermarket. After hot showers we all had a frozen pizza, cheese, apple and tomato soup dinner with some fine wine. Mike went back to his room and Dad and I passed out around 9pm!

Sunday, once again up early to leave by 7:30am. We decided to ski Heavenly and Mike suggested we eat at the lodge. Off we went where Dad and I ate eggs, bacon, biscuits and homefries while on-the-go-Mike chugged a coffee and ran for the first lift of the day. Dad and I believe in a full breakfast for energy on cold ski days! Sunday was so beautiful and sunny. The conditions were perfect and some of the runs purposely weren't groomed and just one lone ski track stood out in almost 2 feet of powder. Naturally we hit that run! Dad was impressed with the views. After a lifetime of skiing on the East Coast on their "hills," nothing compares to skiing actual mountains. I am really happy I got to show my dad Heavenly because the views are just amazing and I knew he'd be into it. We skied 9am-noon and broke for a granola bar and $8 dollar hot cocoa snack (I am totally serious). Back on the slopes we skied until 2pm and had $20 chili and then skied til 3:30pm. I was so beat by the end of the day that I barely had enough energy to execute a turn. But it felt so good. Then we hit the bar...natch...and waited for Mike. On the way home we stopped at Burger A Go Go for cheeseburgers, onion rings and chocolate malt milkshakes! After throwing up we headed to the motel for wine and The Matrix. I passed out by 8pm.

This morning my dad had to get up at 4am to leave by 5am so that he and Mike could get back to Reno for an 8am flight. The roads were still messy and I was hoping to leave that early too but I was totally stressing about the roads and decided to wait until the sun came out and melted the snow on the road and/or stores were open incase I needed to purchase chains. After about 18 calls to the road report phone number, I left about 8am and after some trouble getting out of the motel driveway, was on my way for my drive home.

I am totally exhausted but surprisingly not sore at all! I was really impressed with my stamina. That running three mornings a week really works!

It was such a treat to spend a whole uninterrupted weekend with my dad AND to be able to ski with him. We haven't skied together in over 5 years...maybe more. Growing up, my dad was such a hot-dogger that I could barely keep up, but since he hasn't skied in about 4 years and I had a few ski days here and there (and him not being used to the mountain air) we were pretty much matched. He has such a beautiful, fluid way of skiing and reminded me of winter weekends at the ski club where my whole family belonged for years. It was fun skiing in a blizzard at Kirkwood and even a better day at sunny Heavenly and I am so glad I got to share the Heavenly views that I rave about with him.

Yay Dad for last minute ski trips!

Hi? Day 9...sigh. Food.

Well, my back pain is gone, my teeth are no longer sensitive, I am down a size in clothing, I have energy and feel great...however, I AM DYING FOR A SPICY CHICKEN QUESADILLA.

Even though I am drinking the same amount of "lemonade" as I have been through this whole thing, I am getting hungrier faster. I think my body is like, hi? Can I have real food now? So, I think tomorrow will be my last day. Then what happens is you drink OJ for a day and then the next day you introduce vegetable broth that you made and then either that day or the day after you get to eat the veggies that were in the soup. It's basically just water and vegetables with a little sauce...(HAHAHA I typed sauce. You can tell what I am thinking about...I MEANT salt.) But its still the best thing that will ever pass your lips when you haven't eaten food in 10 days.

Cars
So I never got to talk about cars!

On monday I dropped my car off at the most awesome, Matt's Auto Body -- recommeded by Willo. You might recall that my ex-landlady, who's cat I am temp to perm housing, backed into my car with her truck tailgate.

: (

My little cutie car is in the shop all week and her insurance company is paying for a rental. Luckily, it's right around the corner from the auto body place so, I walked over there and guess what my car was? A brand new MUSTANG. SAWEET! Actually, it was a stupid 4 door Ford Taurus but they totally upsold me and I was like, what the hell. Its only $5 bucks a day. $25 and I get to drive around and feel like I am in highschool for a week. Heh.

There wasn't any gas in the car so they sent it out with a worker to fill the tank. When I got in it after he brought it back, it smelled like unwashed, human body. It permeated the car for that WHOLE DAY and finally went away, but, because I am on this detox, my sense of smell is so strong right now so it was particulary painful. And also, because I am on this detox, I got paranoid that the smell was actually ME (that can happen) especially since when I wansn't in the car it never left my nostrils. It was, like, burned into my olfactory glands.

The first day I drove it down to work I was afraid to drive in the fast lane because, if you just tap the gas pedal, the silly thing does 0-60mph. That fear was greatly diminished on the ride home.

*hi-speed gear shifting sound here*

The second day, I felt like a total fraud driving the car. I mean, I am really not a brand-new-mustang-kinda-girl right now. Maybe 15 years ago with the hair and the leopard spandex...but not now. I was feeling especially fraud-y when parking on the street in my neighborhood in front of crack park where all the men hang around on the corner. "Mamacita!" Hmmm. How do you say, "it's a rental" in Spanish.

The third day, I felt like an ass driving around in it. I mean, isn't your idea of a sports-car-driving-person a stupid jock guy? That car, though looking very handsome, just says, Hi. I'm an asshole.

I was gonna give it back but then my auto body place called and said my car would be down Wednesday or Thursday and I was like, ahhh hell. I'll just keep it. I do highly expect the car to get stolen from my neighborhood tho.

Shopping, Hair, and Cars + Day 7

This weekend I didn't really have any evening plans but that was cool with me because I was really looking forward to watching my Netflix movies! I had National Treasure, The Corporation and Murderball. All great movies...well, National Treasure was great in its own way.

On Saturday I was booked solid all day! I had coffee at Phil's with the wonderful Maria, who watched Ben-Ben and Shai while I was away, then I met Misty downtown for some serious H&M shopping, then I went to a Team in Training meeting, then I scooted over to the Zeitgeist to celebrate Pevil's birthday, and then on to get my hair re-cut. Phew!

Paul's Inner Circle
Our stylist Paul, and I say "our" because everyone who is reading this blog goes to see him, I think, has let me into his inner circle. Paul is totally hot and totally STRAIGHT. He is also a severe party-boy and for that reason I would never date him. I mean, not like Willo Fun Time Party but like getting so shitfaced that you get injured. Last year he sliced his wrist open and couldn't cut hair for months, and then on Satruday he told me that he woke up on New Years Day with a black eye and multiple cuts, scraps and abrasions all over his body. Turns out, he caught a girl who slipped off a stoop and then fell himself. The best part is, he has no recollection of this even after someone showed him a picture of him catching the girl (with his beer still in his hand). ANYWAYS, Saturday we bonded over metal. He told me he bought Megadeth's greatest hits. He asked for some names of more bands and I told him that I would burn him some CD's and bring them to my color appointment. He said to book an end of the day slot and that if I brought the metal he would bring the beer. HAHAHA! I think I WILL do this, but only because he won't have scissors in his hand. P.S. My hair looks ten times better.

Team In Training
For a while now I have been wanting to do a triathlon, but not being able to swim was kind of a deterrent. I mean, I can save myself but not for, like, a mile. But, I totally sucked it up and went to a meeting to find out more about the organization and the events and I left with having signed up for a Tri in MAUI in June. Saweeet! I have never been to Hawaii and this just sounds awesome! Plus I want to make a little vacation of it afterwards. I am so psyched to train. The schedule sounds grueling, 2 days of swim, 2 days of bike and 2 days of run a week but whatever! More to come on this!

Day 7
Wow. I can't believe its day 7 already! My kidney pains are almost gone and my teeth are no longer sensitive. Did I mention that before? Yeah, brushing with the Sonicare really sucked for a few days. But I took advice from the curezone forum and things seem to be putting along. I can't even tell you how much energy I have. Sunday I woke up at 6am and immediately commenced with the cleaning of the house. I even cleaned my refridgerator and was done with everything by noon. This morning I got up at 5am for my run and I am not even tired right now. What a change from a few weeks ago when it was killing me to get up at 6:30 just to come to work.

I do really miss eating though. And again, its really obvious that if I want to eat now, when I am not even hungry and can notice that because I am not focusing on food, when I AM eating food, how many times do I eat when I don't need to? Hi. Twenty extra pounds. I don't know if I lost any weight because I don't own a scale, but I measured myself and I have lost a half inch in the all the places (arm, chest, waist, hip, thigh). Sweet! My insides feel so great, not bloated or stuffed or poopy.

I was thinking of breaking the detox this Friday since that is when Negmeddin comes home and I would like to be able to go out to dinner with my boyfriend but, that will be 11 days and if I can go THAT long I should try to go longer! Well, we'll see.

Ok time to work. Oops I forgot to talk about cars! I'll do that tomorrow.

Dave Navarro Radio!

As I was logging back in to Live365 after lunch to listen to Bagel Radio, there was a little promo icon for Dave Navarro's Live 365 radio station that he does LIVE from his HOUSE. You JUST KNOW that Carmen Elektra is gonna pop in some times! AND he plays good music!

Jesus Loves Skincare & Day 4

Why do you think, that on sanfrancisco.com, when I searched for "skincare" one of the entries was Jews for Jesus? They are listed under Church & Religious Organizations AND Facial Skin Care. Interesting. I wonder what kinda services they offer? Do you think its like a Mikvah Massage? Or a Wailing Wall Wash? I don't get it. So, does anyone know where I can get a good facial?

Day Four
Oy. All I can say is, my body feels like shit. I have a dull, throbbing lower back pain, am moderately achey in my joints and still have a blocked up right side of my face. Despite all of that, I got up at 4:44am to get a run in before I had to get ready for work. I know! Why the hell did I get up at 4:44am! I wasn't meeting my running partner til 5:50am! Well, first, after going to bed at 9pm, I woke up totally awake and refreshed at 1:30am! When I looked at my clock I was all, PSYCHE! FOUR MORE HOURS! WHOOHOO! Went back to sleep and woke up at 3:30am and did the same thing, went back to sleep and woke up at 4:44am and was like, shit. I'll just get up.

So as I am driving to work I realize that the back pain is right where my kidneys might be and then I totally panicked that I was fucking my kidneys up. Are they ok? Are they gonna fall out? Am I damaging them? When I got in, I immediately posted to curezone.com and someone posted that it MIGHT be kidney related and to take a watermelon, take out all the seeds, crush them up and them steep them in hot water and drink the tea. Sounds delicious. This woman, who is the expert on the site*, said this happened to her on her last 60 day cleanse and she passed a calcification! Yikes! Sounds painful!

*No need to warm me about armchair physicians. Totally aware.

Because I am boring and super self-absorbed...

...I'm going to blog about my detox.

Actually, I ran into this website called Curezone which is a support forum for people who are on the Master Cleanse aka, the lemonade diet. I was lurking on Kate's Tribe page and noticed that her camping buddy was hot so I surfed to his page and he had a post about being on the MC and I was all, DUDE! I am on the MC, too! Well I didn't actually talk to him, I just said it out loud to my monitor. Believe it or not, Tribe has a Master Cleanse Tribe so I checked that out and found the curezone link....annnneeeewayyyyy.

Day One
I decided to do the detox again because I ate and drank so much crap over the holidays and, I won't lie, I want some weight reduction. Lot's of people say they can't tell that I look like jabba the hut, but really. My clothes aren't fitting as they once were and I am hoping this will jump start my metabolism. I know, lame reason but I don't really care. Also, what I like about this program is it really opens my eyes to how addicted to food I am. I don't just use food as nourishment, I use it to self medicate. I eat to keep me happy. When I am bored. When I am sad. When I am excited. And then sometimes, I don't know when to stop eating. Something interesting, while I was visiting my mom, I was eating something and I decided that I was full when there was only one bite left. So I set my fork down and said, "i'm full." And my mom looked at what was left and said, oh just finish it.

(insert blinky-eye emoticon here)

That said, Day one was rough! The day before I bought all my supplies and this time around I decided to splurge on an electric citrus juicer, which is really. just. awesome. I make my drinks in a 24oz nalgene bottle so I use 40z lemon juice, 30z grade B maple syrup, hot water to the top and a couple of dashes of cayenne powder. Most people think it sounds gross, but it's actually pretty good. Whenever you are hungry you just drink this mixture and voila! You're not hungry anymore. In between I can drink mint tea, which I just love, and lot's of water. To help with elimination of toxins I drink smooth move tea (senna leaf) at night. The book suggests drinking the tea in the morning too or alternating it with salt water flushes but 1) the last time I tried a SWF I drank half of the QUART and then yacked in my kitchen sink and 2) I have almost an hour commute so I might want to stay away from any laxatives. You get the point.

Luckily, this time around I am not really addicted to caffeine so today was a breeze "focus-wise." But, since I am not eating food, lunch time is a bit challanging. I don't really want to spend money and there really isn't a good place to walk around here (or that I have found yet). So I hopped in my car and drove around Menlo Park and Palo Alto. Man, there are some nice houses down here! During my drive I started to get hungry and I didn't have a drink with me so I was having all these fantasies about stopping off at Andronico's and getting a salad. I can't even tell you the push and pull struggle I had with myself. I got back to the office and discovered some raw almonds in my desk and I ATE THEM. And then I went home and ate dinner and promptly fell asleep at 8pm because I was so exhausted. HAHAHA. Oh well. So much for day one.

Day Two
I acutally woke up and made oatmeal because I was gonna quit...but then got some willpower and prepared my lemonade for the day. Today was ten times easier even though I am feeling like ass. I got sick the day before I left Buffalo and tho I felt crappy, the full blown illness never emerged. Now I am wondering if it is working its way out of my system. I can feel the congestion moving around in my head and its sitting right in my ears and behind my face. This morning was a bagel welcome breakfast for a new employee (yeah...I didn't get one of those) and I was dreading it for more reasons than just the food. But! I was triumphant as I went up there with my mint tea and avoided the bagels and yummy looking croissants. Unfortunately, I couldn't hear anyone so I had to keep saying "what?" and stepping closer. Then I snuck out.

I am definitely not as tired as yesterday and really think I will be able to make the CAHMS show at Mezzanine tonight! The strange thing about this detox is that, I am rarely hungry but I crave certain foods. Number one craved food is FRENCH FRIES. Number two is POTATO CHIPS. It must have something to do with the salt? I don't know. Also I have been fantasizing about eating soybeans with olive oil, garlic salt and lemon. Weird. I am also noticing some aches in my body. Mostly my back and my teeth are starting to feel sensitive in places. I am generally feeling indifferent to food (eventho I just told you about those cravings).

Day Three
Woohoo! Days 3 and 4 are supposed to be the hardest. I went to the show last night but snuck out early. I wanted to make sure I slept enought. This having to get up at 6:30am to go to work is KILLING me. I can't even imagine what it wll be like when June and I start running again...we'll have to start at 5:50am. When I got home from the Mezz I wasn't really tired so I watched the last hour of the special edition Biggest Loser. I LOVE that show. I am so inspired by it and need to hire a personal trainer IMMEDIATELY. Of course the other big news is that probalby soon I WILL have a coach as I think I am going to start training for a triathlon this Spring.

I went to sleep around Midnight and woke up before my alarm at 6am! Woohoo! BUT! I felt like total crap. Its probably a combination of toxins being released and this cold thing leaving my body (same thing I guess). Even tho I feel like an elephant is sitting on my chest and back, I am pretty energized. I am just so achey.

Today there is a luncheon for our whole division and I am not sure how I am gonna handle that. I already feel like I don't fit in here so it'll be awesome for everyone to see the freakazoid not eating a free lunch. There will be 500 people in attendance so maybe I can just loiter in the back and then sneak out after the speech? If there is one?

Tomorrow morning June and I get back to running. We've been off four weeks due to her being sick and then the holidays. I can't wait! I just love running.

P.S. Is anyone else not able to see the time fields on the posting page anymore? You used to be able to select what time you wanted to show the post was posted and I don't have those fields anymore? Maybe I accidentally rearranged some settings? Sometimes, when I go to publish or when I bring a new post box up I see a flash of it! Like its still there but I not for me!

So...THIS is the New Year?

..and I fell like crap.

I have that cold/flu/virus thing that everyone seems to be getting. I got it the day before I left Buffalo and even though I had the sore throat, the headache and the twinge in the ear (indicating a future ear infection) I hoped that it was only sleeping in a strange bed that was making me feel that way. But then my head almost exploded while landing at SFO, so the illness was confirmed.

I went to Misty's for NYE. She's got pics and stuff up there. I was happy to have a place to go that was really low-key. I just wasn't feeling it this year. The whole holiday/end of the year thing. I didn't drink too much, but surmised by my actions on the way home that I musta been trashed -- I blasted Triumph and sang at the top of my lungs all the way from the Richmond to the Mission. As soon as I got home I popped a Sudafed Severe Cold Formula pill and promptly passed out. I woke up 15 hours later feeling gross.

Here' a tip: Don't take a Sudafed Severe Cold Formula pill if yo'uve been drinking. I'm lucky I kept breathing through the night.

New Years day, after a quick trip to Target, I layed on my couch and watched movies all day long. January 2nd I woke ip feeling ten times worse and was sad that I couldn't clean my house. I eeked out the bathroom and then watched movies all day.

...and that's about it! I am totally dragging though and wonder how I will ever suck it up and go to CAHMS tonight! Especially since I went to bed at 8pm last night.