It's happening

This is my gift to you.  A visual representation of my getting old.

What's that?  

Some glow in the dark paint accidentally fell on my leg?

A new fashion trend that Memzy is starting?

A sunblock application gone bad?

Nope.  I finally got my gargantuan varicose veins taken care of by way of injection last Friday.  I now get to wear these support stocking for two weeks.  Round the clock. I only had veins on the one leg, which goes against mine and my dad's very sound theory of body symmetry.  But I digress.  

I also have a pair in nude that cover both legs and look like granny pantyhose.  Very thick and reflective looking.  I wore those to church yesterday.  Without explanation.  I'm hoping there were conversations at the dinner table about it after church.  

One can only dream!! 

Motion Sickness

You might wanna take some dramamine and put on your finger brace cuz this getting back into the swing of things on my blog can produce motion sickness and finger cramps.


::ba da bum......CHA::

Team Captain Bossy Pants

Swagger wagons

Skuzzy hotel, er.....::throat clear::......MOtel

 J. Lightning and D. Firepants

J. Chop-Chop

Ummmm

B-Rad and A. Speedyface

K. Swiftly (aka Birthday boy) and wife J. Lightning

D. Firepants and P. Thunderdome

E.Z. Break-for-it and A. Hotfoot

Van 1

S. Meteor-Man and E-Dub CaptainPants

D. Cannonball and T. Hightail-it

Oh the places we ran....

Thanks to all my teammates who sent me their pics.  It was a group effort in more ways than one.  Now have a great weekend.  I have a feeling this is going to be the best Friday you've had all week.

This + This = That. It's a mathematical certainty.

I've put plastic on your chairs in anticipation of this, so feel free to wet yourselves with excitement.  Cuz to get back into this interbloggernet the inaugural post I've chosen is.......


......wait for it




............wait a little longer




............this is fun right?




RAGNAR NAPA VALLEY!!!


Please double your meds immediately.


I'm pretty sure math is hard but here's the remedial version.  


2 days + 12 people + 186.4 miles - sleep + portapottys - sanity + 11teen gallons of fluids - dignity (in some cases) + stinky clothes - lucidity + cowbell = Team S.L.A.M.B. (finishing at team 288th out of 310 teams and we are proud of it!!)

Team S.L.A.M.B. obviously stands for Stop Looking At My Butt

It's a real problem you gize.

I cannot even begin to explain the kind of fun and unique experience this is for anyone who hasn't done it.  All I can do here is show you what it might look like from your perspective.

I like to be FAUXtivated (fake it til you make it) when I blog and stuff.

Fake tattoos (see A) + frealz running clothes bought from Sports Authority (see B) = You're legit even if you don't act like it (see C and D)

(A)

(B)

(C)

(D)

Exhaustion (see A) + 17-ish miles (see B) = Don't try to pass that girl right before your personal finish line on a sprint over some shrubs and what turns out to be a hose hidden under the dirt or you'll look like this (see C, D, E) 

(A)

(B)

(C)

(D)

(E)

Significant Others (see A times 4) + 48 hrs of survival (see B times 6) = TrueLoveAlways (see C)

(A)

(A)

(A)

(A)

(B)

(B)

(B)

(B)

(B)

(B)

(C)

Sweaty people in a van + Sweaty people in a van + Sweaty people...............you get the idea = Sweaty CRAZY people in a van

(see all)

Choosing to be team captain (see A) + running man skillz (at the finish line no less,.....see B) = the best team a girl could ever ask for (see C times 3)

(A)

(B)

(C)

(C)

(C)

Long live Team S.L.A.M.B!!!