perfect rain perfect run

Just over a 4 kilometers into my run... the rain starts. It's just misting at first, and 1K later, it's a full on sprinkle. The bill of my cap keeps it out of my eyes. But, my soft running capris are soon soaked. Not the heavy sort of soaked... just enough to cause sticking, but not enough to add weight slowing me down.

It seems a sprinkle makes for a very enjoyable run. It stopped by the time I returned home. I couldn't decide whether the weather soaked my undershirt, or sweat did the deed.

I guess I'll never know. Lance Armstrong congratulated me for making the 250 mile mark. He's sweet on me.



Have a good Monday.

Stay

This song is so pretty. I've never been a fan of Sugarland... but, this is the first song from them that I've really heard how pretty her voice can be... the lyrics are below, and here is their page toget a listen.

"Stay"- Sugarland

I've been sitting here staring at the clock on the wall
And I've been laying here praying, praying she won't call
It's just another call from home
And you'll get it and be gone
And I'll be crying

And I'll be begging you, baby
Beg you not to leave
But I'll be left here waiting
With my Heart on my sleeve
Oh, for the next time we'll be here
Seems like a million years
And I think I'm dying

What so I have to do to make you see
She can't love you like me

Why don't you stay
I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
Don't I give you what you need
When she calls you to go
There is one thing you should know
We don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay

You keep telling me, baby
There will come a time
When you will leave her arms
And forever be in mine
But I don't think that's the truth
And I don't like being used and I'm tired of waiting
It's too much pain to have to bare
To love a man you have to share

Why don't you stay
I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
Don't I give you what you need
When she calls you to go
There is one thing you should know
We don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay

I can't take it any longer
But my will is getting stronger
And I think I know just what I have to do
I know just what I have to do
I can't waste another minute
After all that I've put in it
I've given you my best
Why does she get the best of you
So next time you find you wanna leave her bed for mine

Why don't you stay
I'm up off my knees
I'm so tired of being lonely
You can't give me what I need
When she begs you not to go
There is one thing you should know
I don't have to live this way
Baby, why don't you stay, yeah

extensions

When a civilian hears the word "extensions," what is their first thought? Hair extensions? Tax file extension? Maybe something else... I can't be sure. It's been some time since I've felt like a civilian, even though, technically, I am a civilian.

When the Army community (I'd include the other branches, but this epidemic seems to only be affecting the Army) hears "extension", our response is automatic. We don't think of Paris Hilton and how it's possible for her to have really short hair one day, and long locks another. No, our response is automatic... fear grips, and desperation clings to the back of the throat. We hold our breathe while battalions, brigades, and sometimes, divisions are announced. In some instances... none are announced. This just leaves us thinking of hope. Praying... it's not us, it's not our neighbors, it's no one that we know... that is "extended". Then again, how can we not fret for our "brothers and sisters"? How can we not?

Our response is automatic... tour "extensions". We hate them. They come at the most inopportune time: anytime.

The worst thing about the announcement of "extensions"... is when we hear it on network news. When we haven't been given the respect of knowing before the general public knows... my mom knew before I. This is a serious flaw in the dissemination process. You may, or may not, recall this post last November in which I expressed my excitement for the changes to come. The announcement of "extensions", does not bode well for my attitude towards the Secretary of Defense... no, it does not.

Excitement does not linger. It loiters. It pisses me off. I haven't the official "your husband's unit will deploy for 15 months" confirmation yet so it leaves wanting and waiting once again on my freaking doorstep. It's banging on the door and ringing the bell... it's turning hope into anxiety, and loyalty into regret. It doesn't even wipe its feet! It's inconsiderate. It doesn't lay off when I close my eyes at night and attempt to sleep... it fights the muscles in my eyelids... forces my eyes to roll underneath...

"We don't know... what we don't know." I hate that answer.

my running partner

Thanks to The Quadrathon, I'm now able to attach my Nike+ data to my page... even though I haven't updated this site in a while. An update is soon to come... what with the announcement of extended tours of duty in Iraq... but, that's another day!

To your left you should see my stats and most recent rus... I've been trying to up my milage lately. I'm sick of the 4 miles a day crap. I never get faster, or gain more endurance. So, the past three weeks have been a freaking blast. I've decreased my speed, by 10 seconds. My longest run is 8miles. Below are some stats that I enjoy the most. Have a nice day!

Personal Best (PB) mile: 7'07"
PB 1K: 4'23"
PB 5K: 22'41"
PB 10K: 47'51"
Overall Average Pace: 8'06"

pictures last longer

True. Yes... If you live anywhere near Texas... you know it snowed over the weekend. Instead of cute Easter dresses... little girls dawned puffy snow coats. Strange really... it snowed all day Saturday... didn't stop for a second. We must of hit some record for lately snow of the year... or something. Saturday's high was 46... Tuesday's promises to be a least 80. Global warming? I don't know. God playing tricks? Maybe. It's melted, and a mere memory today, but... at least there is this...

Nearly a week later!

Okay, thankfully, as some (or one) of you may have feared, no one took me seriously.. I mean seriously... I can I take the entire nation seriously if this kid is still on American Idol?? I may have to stop watching. I was upset enough when Taylor won last year. I keep watching in hopes of another Carrie Underwood.

Well, I'm sure to be disappointed once again this Wednesday. Maybe he'll surprise me this Tuesday... or maybe the news people will find something hidden in his past that he lied about and therefore, gets him thrown off the show. I'm going to hell, aren't I?