I'm going to start off with a little rant about one of my pet peeves - the "tramp stamp" stereotype. Listen, people - just because someone has a tattoo on their lower back does not mean you have the right to presume that they are promiscuous. I mean, c'mon, what are we - 15 years old? So yeah, I have a tattoo on my lower back and so do many other women (and men). That just happens to be a very beautiful part of the female form, why wouldn't someone interested in adorning their body with inked art want to put it in a pretty place? Though some days I feel like society has really progressed and come to accept tattoos as another expression of self, others I realize that some stereotypes will likely never go away; there will always be those who judge a book by it's cover. The best I can do is try not to judge them for their ignorance. (Btw, that is *not* my tattoo, though I have gotten a wild urge to get my back piece worked on soon.)Anywhoo.
After my frustration the other day, I convinced a cute EMT friend of mine who happens to also know how to play the guitar to come over and see if he could help me with my form and a bit of music theory and surprisingly enough he managed to answer all my questions and show me how to use tabs. I still need to get more strength in my fingers, so I'll definitely be sticking with the exercises for a while. Unfortunately, I was kind of wiped after his visit and never made it out for my run.
Yesterday I got slammed by all the typical "I got paid and need to buy stuff" errands and after dragging 9 bags full of groceries up 3 flights of stairs I decided I deserved a break and would push my run to the morning...Yeahhhhh, so couldn't get to sleep until after midnight and there was no way I was going to cut even further into my 7 precious hours, so I've got training today and tomorrow, but I'll finally be reaching 100 miles!
Time for serious business, y'all - I've got 8 pounds to lose by Halloween and I am fiercely determined. No more excuses!
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