rambles on running....

For anyone who doesn't know it yet... I've thrown myself into training for a team relay marathon. Kelly (our lovely St. Jude Childrens Research Hospital rep) thought this would be fun for we radio types. I'm not sure... but I'm thinking she might just be trying to kill us all. Perhaps some revenge for yelling at her during radio-thon? DJ's are notoriously OUT OF SHAPE. Hell... we're paid to sit and talk! We're also not known for being exceptionally bright, which could explain why we were so quick to say "SURE! Sounds like a good time!" ... and then stepped out of the room moments later thinking "whaaaaat did we just do?".

ANYWAY.... we're in it... and obsessive personality that I am... I tend to have thrown myself in full force. Me? Noooo. Well... yes. Maybe.  It's possible I talk more about running now than new moms talk about their little tykes. Is that bad?

Mark (the bossman), Stacey (my lil Ms G!), and I (the obsessive one) have been training with Dan... who is gently kicking our asses. I don't believe anyone from the team has found traces of blood in their urine yet, so I guess he won't be letting up anytime soon.

The marathon is in December. Santa Barbara International Marathon. Yeah... running in Santa B... it's gonna rock! Spectators are welcome... so if you're within a reasonable distance... come on out and scream for team "More Cowbell"! We'll be the folks dragging our tongues down the sidewalk at the back of the pack.  ; )

so I'm blogging....

Well.... I've finally taken the dip. Partially for "work"...... but mostly, because I've had a tremendous number of folks tell me I should be blogging. As if what I have to say would be of some finer interest to the world. Buuuuuut... if you're bored enough to follow along... I'm definitely not a shy gal. Jump on... take heed of the potential overshare content warning... and here we go................