40 Minutes on the Elliptical
Swishy Swishy Strides
After Tuesday’s ankle fiasco, I opted to take it easy and hit the elliptical on Wednesday.
Have I ever mentioned what bad luck I have choosing machines at the gym? I step onto one and it’s making a ca-thunk, ca-thunk sound. Annoyed, I choose another machine.
Squeeeeaakk, Squeeeeakk with every step.
By this point I’m chuckling because everyone probably thinks I’m crazy (half true) and I find a 3rd machine. Like Goldilocks, the third one was just right.
I hate the elliptical. So I kept trying to channel my inner Happy Gilmore and go to my happy place.
Which got me thinking…what is my happy place? I mean, I can often think of my little buttheads…
Honestly, the happiest place I found today came from this little note Vanilla colored and snuck up on the bulletin board in my room this morning. He never told me about it, I just happened to find it when I printed something off for work and I know for certain it wasn’t there last night. (Why yes I don’t know what day of the week it is, but I do know what is on my bulletin board. This is normal, yes?)

Yes he can write his name, and no I cannot gracefully edit it out with my less than stellar paintbrush skills.
No matter how your slice or dice it, someone must have spiked my pre-race banana with happy pills on Sunday. After last year’s bad picture debacle at Long Beach, there was nothing but smiles for miles on Sunday.

Who is that chick? I don’t seem to recognize her….
Photos from Brightroom.
In typical runnerd fashion, I actually noticed my near heel strike in the first photo before I realized I was actually smiling as I crossed the finish line. And yes, photo #3 was at mile 8ish or so, and I was smiling then too. But that’s probably because I was doing my best flamingo impression mid-race. I knew I should have worn my green shirt instead of pink.
What’s your happy place?


Those are some great photos! I always look like i’m dying or pissed off in mine lol. My happy place is the beach – pina colada in hand!
Yes this was a first for me
Dayum!! You look GREAT in those pictures! your kiddos are adorable….but I day that every week
Aren’t kid love note the best??
Kid love notes are amazing…hands down. And yes, I’ve never smiled in a race photo once, no less every, single one. Shocking!
awww! Your pics are so good!
When I see mine, my eye is immediately drawn to the bottom of my shirt, to see if if my skin is flapping, and/or my upper thighs to see if the photographer managed to capture the ever-so-sexy Leg Ripple.
I have a couple happy places I revert to. The most frequent is probably my most boring : on my couch, drink in hand, kids in bed.
How did I forget about the happiest place of all…inside full wine glass.
So cute! All of your boys seems so creative. I love when you post the things they make you! When I take my pups out with me and he starts to get tired… he does this wiggle run which is the cutest thing ever. That’s about as happy as I can get when I’m running.
Dude your pics turned out so good. Who’d you kiss up to at Brightroom?
I would’ve PRed if I hadn’t stopped to go to 2nd base with the photog at the 6 mile park. Priorities.
Those are some really good running pictures. They always catch me on the step down so all my face skin is moved in an awful 80 year old kind of way.
Haha I have the same problems with the elliptical and I hate it too. I haven’t been on one in forever it drives me nuts. My happy place is good music:)
Oohhh! Good music is so critical
ha! I thought the black scribbley on that lovely note was black marker. Some type of abstract blob that Vanilla had added. You and your buttheads — have good weekend, mkay?
Nope, he can write better than that
And you and your precious babes enjoy your weekend as well!
Those are great race pictures! Also, I had to laugh when you talked about how the first two elliptical machines you got on made weird noises. I ALWAYS end up picking a noisy one whenever I use them, and then feel awkward getting off of it and trying to find a better one.
Your kids are adorable! I’m glad I found your blog today!
Is it bad that when I was at the gym this morning again and hear the clunking as I walked by I secretly snarked, “Sucker” in my head? Glad you found the blog too!
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