Poking fun at yourself…

Just as I suspected I did anger a few runners out there…though interestingly enough, not the people that are long time runners…most likely proving my point. :P But moving on. To show that I am a good sport and that people are way too serious I will now tell you what is wrong with hockey players. 1. They smell. No, I mean smell. The gear in most people’s bag smells so bad that when opened in a room it will usually strip the paint off the walls. Since they wear this gear, it rubs off on them. And though they shower, no matter how hard they try, you cannot get the glove smell off our hands. If you are a hockey player or live with one, you get used to the smell, most people, just like the truth…can’t handle it. :) 2. They get fatter once they move to recreational hockey. Well not all of them, but some of them. When in competitive hockey you tend to be young (unless you are a Red Wing), working out all the time, and eating fairly good. When you move to competitive hockey you … [Read more...]

I only run when being chased…

Sunday my personal Facebook page was filled with many, many people I know running the St. Patty’s Day Dash. Recently there has been a resurge in my friends wanting to run in 5 or 10K’s with even a few venturing out into the marathon world. There are two types of people in my life who are runners: My friends who ran in junior high and high school and have always been runners (these people I can deal with), and then those who seemed to be having some sort of crisis in their life and they decide it will be awesome to run a 5K, then a 10K and so on. The second half of people are annoying. Really annoying. Now before you say have you ever done it…yep, been there, done that, hated that, got the t-shirt, and the free crap they give you in the bag afterwards…oh and the orange slices. I have just over twenty 5K’s in my repertoire and three 10K’s (truly stupid). And yes for the record, I was going through crisis; a break up with a boy that I thought for sure would be the one. And … [Read more...]

Humble pi….

When I taught math, there was no day that I loved more than that of Pi Day. March 14th (or 3 14…get it?). Let’s face it, math can sometimes be a bit dry and from a teaching stand point it can be very hard to motivate students to want to learn higher math. When asked why we had to learn this “stuff” I usually replied, because “I had to and it seems only fair to make your life miserable as well”. Which they all know I was teasing, kind of. The real reason you learn math of course is money. Most of the jobs that pay the best involve you getting a degree that uses higher math. That tends to motivate students a little more. :) I mean, even drug dealers (at least the good ones) should know the metric system. :P But Pi Day was the one teaching day a year I was sure the kids would have fun….yet educational at the same time. Every year we would have team competition where they would earn points for each event, like a decathlon. Nothing like eating a pie, but then having to … [Read more...]

Funk-y Town…

I was going to apologize for not posting much, only to realize that I posted on Tuesday. I think some of you are getting to use to me posting all the time as I had several (nice) emails asking if I was okay because I hadn’t posted or really been on Facebook this week. Truth is I am most definitely in a funk this week. Which is a rarity for me. Normally I do my best to keep a stiff upper lip. The kids in my family never really got to be in a funk growing up, my mother usually would have none of it and would tell us to “pull it together”. Which I am sure once my mother reads this she will call and tell me to pull it together. :) I was just getting over the majority of my awesome own civil war (my white cells thought it would be super cool to eat my red cells) in my body and starting to feel a little more like me, only to get the barrage of bills coming in waves. I’m doing my best to avoid the mail right now. Nothing like going to your mailbox to see that you paid almost $400 a … [Read more...]

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