You, Me, and Impending Doom Make Three

Oh, hey there.  I typed that in a totally laid back, casual way to let you know that I am not apologizing for having left it so long to update this blog.  No apologies here.  I have things going on, I’m going places, eating stuff.  I’m busy, dangit.  I’m entirely sure that you have zero interest in what exactly is going on in my life that is making it so impossible to update the blog but I am going to foist that information on you anyways.

Here are some important developments in the life of Lauran:

Happy birthday, Mom!  By the way, are you going to eat that?
Happy birthday, Mom! By the way, are you going to eat that?

1) I just recently spent a week in St. Lucia with my mom to celebrate her birthday and ate all the food.  All of it.  St. Lucia is now a food-free island because of me.  Check out the picture below for evidence… no, that is not a volleyball underneath my t-shirt.  That’s the food.  And I’m not even sorry not sorry.  I’m just plain old not sorry because it was delicious and I like it when my shorts chafe.

Me in St. Lucia eating anything not nailed down.
Me in St. Lucia eating anything not nailed down.

2) I have started watching Game of Thrones.  Some good things have come out of this.  Namely, I FINALLY understand what the heck people are talking about when they joke that ‘winter is coming.’  OOOOOhhhh…you mean the jabberwalker things or whatever they are.*  I see!  And some bad things have also come to light.  Nobody told me there would be zombies.  Zombies, along with smudges on my glasses and pictures that aren’t hanging straight, are my worst nightmare.  For real…that whole loss of control  / structure thing makes me sweat like when I’m at a dinner party and have to make small talk (which, let me tell you, is a lot).  But now I’m hooked so I’m going to have to learn to deal with the zombies….even especially the little kid ones.

*Side note: does anyone else think those walker dudes are seriously sartorially killing it?  You can touch my cheek with your icy phalanges any day if it means I get to wear one of those tunic things, Mr. Walker man.  

So you, dear reader (not readers because I’m 100% sure I’ve only got the one), may be asking at this stage, ‘Lauran what in the name of all things sacred are you telling me this stuff for and how does it impact on your LauranDoes179 challenge?’  Because of the impending doom, reader, the doom.

You see, stuffing oneself silly in a tropical paradise and watching 4.5 seasons of HBO’s tale of power, lust, and small animal torture takes time.  Lots of it.  This, coupled with my job and the care and feeding of a husband, means I’m one busy lady.  And the last time I checked, there are still only 24 measly hours in a day which means something’s gotta give.  I’m sad to say that, over the last few weeks, that something has been my running and training.  The biggest problem with this is that I have a big bad monster of a LauranDoes179 challenge race to run on Saturday – the stupidly hilly Isle of Skye Half Marathon – and I don’t want to suck it up.  I think I’ll make it round.  My fitness is probably still there and the cut-off time is 3 hours (I’ve never taken anywhere near 3 hours to run a half).  But I’m still so nervous.  It’s so hilly.  The course is a loop and it is hilly all the way round.  FOR THE LOVE OF TOPOGRAPHY, HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?!?  Sigh.  Big sigh.  The doom is coming.

I just don’t want to suck because I hate it when I suck.  And hills make me suck sometimes.  Suck suck suck.  But I suppose this race isn’t really about me and my time goals or whatever.  It’s about helping my awesome friend, Andrea, raise money for an amazing charity.  I’ve just gotta remember that.

Think of me on Saturday, dear reader(s).  I’ll be bumbling along in an upwardly direction.  As a bonus, here’s a mildly amusing photo of me desperately fishing around for my sunglasses in the pool below Tanzanite Falls in St. Lucia (our guide had to wade in and find them ’cause I’m useless).

They're in here somewhere!
They’re in here somewhere!

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