don't wake me; i plan on sleeping in......

it's been about a month since my last post, and a bit too long to catch up on just about everything.

so, i'll do my best to keep it short and sweet.  or just sweet. i know myself too well.

first things first, i had to back out of the long distance relay i so badly wanted to do.  i feel as though i had to let my team down and myself, but larger things called.  Namely, the one month we were not just "not trying", but actually trying not to get pregnant, wouldn't you know there were other plans in store.  I'm about 8 weeks along now, and I'm sure that a ton of people do crazier things in their first trimester.  However, after my husband getting the green light from the oncologist to procreate in late august, we'd been attempting to take over the world by doing just that every. month. until december.

i'm a bit of a planner when it comes to these sorts of little 9 month speedbumps.  so i looked at my calendar multiple times a day calculating my fertility window practically down to the hour.  and then i'd recheck a few more times all before midday just to ensure my days were correct.  i know, a little ocd of me. but let's move on.

i was beginning to think that i was going to have to trade in for a younger model who wasn't defective.  i kid.  it was more along the lines of trading in a husband for a turkey baster.  We had banked future 1/2 progeny in case we may not be able to conceive naturally.  so at the end of the year, when i found out about this most awesome race, i decided that world domination would have to wait, at least until after march 6.

lo and behold, i succumbed to my husband's pleas for "fun," and despite my perfect calculations, another little sprout began to form.  apparently, at least one of his troops is prepped for world domination as it hid out in my hostile environment of a body waiting stealthily for days for the perfect moment to make itself known.

great.  i'm pretty sure i drank after sperm met egg.

anywho, all seemed well at the first prenatal visit.  but back to my decision to quit the race.

ugh. that sounds as horrible as it was to do.

i know that people have run half marathons or more.  and great for them, but getting pregnant is something more important beyond any race i could complete.  heck, it's an endurance event on its own.
plus, the stress of planning was way too much. and if this pregnancy is anything like my last, i'll be pulled over in parking lots napping any chance i get.  so, a weekend without much sleep, lots of driving in a cramped car, and running my 18 or so miles in 36 hours.  i'm afraid that for now, i had to pass.

so, i did.  i thought maybe i could just be a driver for the team.....

EFF THAT.  I WANNA RUN!

so there is my selfish decision.  only, i was the one who lost very much time and money and energy.  it's whatever.  there's always next year!

for the next few months, my running escapades will be toned down, if not completely non existent.  i just have to get past being so sleepy. seriously. and because i haven't quite turned that corner, it's now time for my nap.   yeah, i know. i'm on nursing home time. it happens.

this sh*t is bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

this month, i live up to my blog's name.  WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!??!  i (with the help of a couple more people) have suckered a total of 15 people into participating in the Texas Independence Relay.  let me break it down in nice, square, straightforward numbers: 203.2 miles, 40 legs, 12 member team.  Mar 5-6.  as in running around the clock.   so as of my last post, we hadn't confirmed we would do this.


after that fateful stop at a local running store in san antonio, the kind that are sorely missed in the good ol' rgv back home, i have finally *GULP* completed our team.


"come and take it!" the notorious words shouted at one of the battles of the Texas Revolution.  and then the breakdown of the numbers that i rattled off earlier. 203.2 miles. 40 legs. 12 member teams.  after a crapload more research from my smartphone and macbook and work computer, i've been organizing it.  


how exactly am i prepping?:  transportation to the start a 4 hour drive away and an end a 6 hour drive away, 3 overnight stays, 12 member team, 2-3 roadies (aka drivers), and organizing HOW to split up the 40 legs among 12 people so as to finish in the 36 allotted hours of which at least one person on the team will be running throughout.  it goes without saying, trying to get everyone together to make some decisions has been quite the elusive task.  


after countless emails, texts, and facebook messages to everyone, the response has been underwhelming to say the least.  i have made executive decisions on the team name, logo, how many rooms to reserve, group run times, calling rental car companies to arrange for 2 cars large enough to tote all 15 people and enough gear and food to spend running for 36 hours straight.  i can tell you, without much feedback, i've had to overshoot our needs.  It's easier to cancel room reservations than to try to add on at the last minute when availability is an issue.  


we are right on track, though.  i think i may have rounded em all up for a meeting in a week from tonight.  i'll update soon...crazy as i am, there are 11 other people just as nuts.  and there is a little comfort for me in that!

"the only thing that i pray is that my feet don't fail me now..."

so the holidays came and went too quickly, but thank GOD!  i surely would've gained some good weight.  i jumped and tumbled off the bandwagon.  it was too easy to do so, and that is the story of my life.

either way, i've decided to just watch my caloric intake and up my exercise.  no it's not a new year's resolution. ug.  though it does feel like one.  "fresh new year, fresh new start!" right? blechhh....so wrong.  the timing just happens to coincide with january, and the beginning of it (no less.)

whatevs. i did also find out about this crazy long distance relay of just over 200 miles.  It's split up into 40 legs and you can get a team of 12 to do it.  There is a 36 hour limit to finish, which averages out to a 10-10.5 minute mile.  I can't run that fast.  At least not for more than 2-3 miles....or in the past couple months. So, for some reason, i decided to take on the crazy task of organizing this schhhhhh-tuff.

and all i'm thinking is, "what the crap did i get myself into?!?!?!"  but i'm the team captain of 8 other peeps and 3 more left to confirm.  I've put together a "mixer/informational meeting" to help recruit my last 3 victims.  and if we get them, shoot, it's ON. and then i'll really be pooping some bricks!

i know, in my fear of biting off more than i can chew, my articulation suffers.  forgive. i'll put some thought into my next post.  hopefully. if this doesn't start to eat away at my sleep.  AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

alright, now that that's out of my system...besides the fact that we each will be running about the length of a marathon for a combined 36 hours around the clock in a van full of ladies, i have to look into team shirts, team logo, team name, renting (or otherwise finding) 2 huge suburban-esque vehicles, and overnight accommodations for those who won't be running. oh, and i need to somehow orchestrate exchanges between what will be resting and active vans....wtf?

yeah, long story short, logistical nightmare. and seeing as how, i (team captain) am a slower runner with a couple others on the team, i really can't make up for lost time due to confusion as to who needs to be where and when. ug.

why did i say i'd do this?!?!?!  LAWD, help this child!

yeah, let me stop blogging and start looking for some divine intervention....i guess i should start at amazon.com....they've got everything on that site.