I'm still riding my ass off, even though Bam Bam Rubble, the wonder pony has been retired. Still riding Little Louie 5 days a week until he sells and shopping for a new show horse in between, so I haven't been completely lazy, but wow, am I lacking in motivation.
Really, I just want to lay on my couch watching crime drama marathons on TNT, playing on Pinterest and drinking cheap $3 wine.
|Wait, I would never drink Bud Light...|
|Katie and moi.|
I'm a little worried since I have two huge races on the horizon: The NYC Marathon in November and the Goofy Challenge in January. You can't fake that stuff. You can fake it through a half marathon. I should know, I've shown up for more half marathons than I would like to admit having done little to almost no running in the weeks prior to the race. A marathon is an entirely different matter. Then there's Goofy Challenge, which, let's face it, is just plain stupid.
I mean, c'mon, who in their right mind thinks it's a good idea to run 39.3 miles in one weekend?
|This girl, that's who. |
Does she look smart to you?
|Oh crap! I forgot all about you!|
On another note, I talked to a client on the east coast that pretty much implied that Phoenix, AZ is some red neck kind of town. Okay, I get it, you've watched a bunch of old westerns. But um, just for the record? Phoenix is 6th largest city in the United States. It's not some small town in the middle of no where. We have, ya know, like people here and stuff. It totally rubbed me the wrong way, obviously.
|See? Lots and lots of people here in the desert.|
Anyhoo, in addition to bickering with clients and consuming wine, I need to get my priorities in order. Sorry, Pinterest, we need a little break....
|But, Pinterest, I love you!|