Wednesday, November 30, 2005

100 things about me?

  1. I'd actually rather cut off my fingers than sit down and type 100 things about me, so you'll get 28
  2. I'm only doing this cause it's 3:36 AM and I'm wide awake - I'd much rather be sleeping
  3. I just ordered An Autobiography of George Washington: With Edith Ellis as Scribe because I *am* really a dork
  4. I'm a Hoosier, I moved to Texas 8 years ago
  5. I think Bob Knight should have stayed in Indiana
  6. I hate out and back race courses
  7. I have a tendency to embellish
  8. I adore my daughter
  9. I want to always stay attractive and strong for my husband (and myself)
  10. My grandfather, uncle and dad were in the military - and yet I feel I know very little about it
  11. I don't like Executive Susan
  12. I'm perpetually early and late people make me insane
  13. I'm a horrible driver
  14. I think the world needs more nice people
  15. I go to bed early and wake early
  16. I like capital letters in sentences (sarah and jeff are exceptions because they are so cool, but I draw the line when they stop using punctuation)
  17. I think it rocks that I can run 6-7 miles *before* work
  18. I have no ability to use profanity in real life but I blog it occasionally
  19. I actually blog a lot of things that I would never say in my real world (sort of)
  20. I love red wine and gin martinis, but not much else (alcohol wise)
  21. If I like your blog I'll read the archives
  22. My dad had a heart attack 1 year ago and it still makes me cry
  23. Some of my friends are very strange, but I love them anyway
  24. I have a soft-spot for writers, artists and athletes
  25. I've wanted to run the Boston Marathon since I ran track in high school but didn't start running again until I was 33
  26. I have never given anyone a lap dance, not even my spouse
  27. I am almost debt free and it was *REALLY* hard for Shopper Susan
  28. I wear a Victoria Secret push-up bra because I can - and I love it

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

"Where are your legs?"

My sister and I pondered this question last night. She pointed out that it's a funny question. It made us laugh at least. The new header is really different, very busy, lot of motion, and sans my legs. Kind of like my life right now - well, except, I still have legs. To those who e-mailed me and asked the leg question, the answer is: "They've moved to the sidebar." Note: Holiday running legs arriving soon.

Not a lot to report today. I've put my lost odometor back up and included 05 Austin Marathon training miles. It was a nice surprise to see the Chicago and Austin training miles added together.

Buttcamp this morning was good and hard. In the holiday spirit and with much sincerity, Karrie, I'd like to thank you for contributing towards my goal of a great ass with less jiggle - that's the best holiday gift I can imagine. Other than running, there aren't many things worth waking up at 4:00 AM for - but buttcamp is definitely one of them.

No running planned today - resting only.

Monday, November 28, 2005

The Librarian Lies

She does. I bypassed a career as a lap dancer to move straight into female mud-wrestling. I needed something more competitive - besides, that's where the REAL money is. I'm thinking my next career may involve something in the field of Roller Derby, I do skate just as well as I run.

I will get even with the swordsy girl. She shames librarians. Oh she does.

Today's schedule called for an easy 5 mile run . . . and let me stress the 'easy' part. It was easy and I still struggled. I think I'm due a rest day soon. I'm looking forward to an easy buttcamp tomorrow - no running for Susan.*

*I'm really hoping Karrie sees the easy I put with buttcamp.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I hate blog block

I'm sitting here trying to compose my post - and nothing. I’m tired. I ran ten miles - now what to say? I envy those who write beautifully descriptive paragraph after paragraph about running. I do not have this ability – too many adjectives and I end up with something that sounds like a Kotex commercial. This annoys me. A lot. So I shall stick with my bluntness and limit my colloquialisms. The world shall be a better place for it.

Today's ten mile run started off hard and finished harder. 25-35 mph winds didn't help, especially with my attitude. My entire run involved numerous conversations with myself about quitting. I didn't and I'm glad. Much thanks to Richard, he ran strong today and pulled me the last 5 miles.

We arrived at mile four around 38 minutes - right on track. By mile five my body was rebelling - legs cramping, feet blistering and breathing heavy. By mile seven my form was wretched and neck was aching - damn wind. I finished, but feeling like this was the last few miles of a marathon. Average pace was 9:59. I've had my longest mileage week ever. I had doubt that I would get all 40 miles in this week. (I must sound like a whiney baby, because I hear the complaining can only begin at 42 miles a week.)

I've consumed a seriously lethal dose of coffee and Midol this morning. That's a good thing. On that subject, I want to send a shout out to thank Sarah. She saved the blogging community from several posts involving small mice, extension cords and PMS.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

That which involves the rolling of eyes

Today I abide by the 11th commandment - "be ye not so stupid" as to blog certain things.

I would gladly sacrifice all my cashmere to chronicle such events, but that would most likely be the end of Runner Susan - I happen to like her, so I won't. Just keep in mind these events involve the rolling of eyes, biting of tongue and pursing of lips by Susan - as for they interfered with Susan's tasting of wines and training on hills.

Am running – exhausted though. T-day only involved only 3 miles since I could not manage to roll myself any further. So I am exchanging days and will run seven today and ten tomorrow – I will reach 40 this week.


I am thankful for so many, many, many things . . . my family, my good friends, my health, the wonderful RBF community, midol, and especially no glass eyes.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Why can't today be a race day?

Yesterday I cheated. My time filled with errands, work and child stuffs so I split my mileage into two, 2.5 mile runs. The first was horrid and hot (78) and I was tired and cranky and I contemplated not finishing. The second was late and on the dreaded treadmill. To make those miles less mundane; I decided to shove David Sedaris into nano. That was a mistake. I was laughing so hard at one point I snorted and the person on the treadmill next to me moved . . . did they think I was laughing at them? Total mileage for the day completed, although shamefully so.

Today was a spanktacular day. Woke up at 4am and we were on the road at 5am. Perhaps it was the new tunes on nano or the 1,000 potato chips I ate yesterday, because today we moved. It was great. Unofficial 5k time just less than 27 min. Yes, run on. Six miles completed at an average pace of 9:36 per mile. Slow for some, but for six - speedy for Susan. Susan is happy. This will be my highest mileage week ever.

My friend R still has not posted. I made her a pretty new blog (even though she said I needed a semi-colon lesson) and if she doesn't post soon I will have to beat her into submission.



Kenza's eye: doing much better, but she still resembles the spawn of satan.

Shopping: just got some new capri running tights - love them - they hold in all the jiggly parts nice and tight, deceptive - but you know I love it! I've also been molesting a pair of Marazria black satin pants - fortunatly, no Susan size.

Cleansing: stomach remains flatter, bowels are regular, and my colon is a great place.

Weight: 127.2 today - getting there. Tanita reported 29.8% body fat - looks like I may be beating her into submission too.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

This weeks mileage

Here is my plan this week. Last night was 5 long, treacherous treadmill miles. I will be on the road tonight - dark or not.

I just found out an old friend of mine from Seattle has been lurking. I'm going to force her to blog - she's talented, but shy - welcome Raingirl - force her to post. Welcome to blogdom my fellow gardening friend.

Monday, November 21, 2005


I've got Coldplay tickets! Mwa! I know you're jealous.

Have yet to run today - plan on easy 5 miles tonight. I want to put in 40 miles this week. With the T-day break, I have no excuse. Kenza is spending the holiday with her father*. Michael and I are planning a little winery tour near Austin on Saturday and Sunday. That should be fun and provide me with a little hill training as well.

I'm just excited about my Coldplay tickets, even if I have to wait until February. That's really the only thing I have to blog about today.

*Approuve, je mords ma langue - mais, faire le français vraiment célèbre d'action de grâces ? Huh, vraiment ?

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Oh good lord . . .

This has been a mess. If I'm going to fix it - why not do it all over. It's going to take a while but I promise I'll get you all back up there. Thanks for sending that list Tryathlete - it's going to help a lot. Cliff, can you forgive me for spelling your name wrong? I think Rowdy typed your name in that day.

This morning was a beautiful 10 mile run. It seemed much colder than 41 degrees, perhaps it was the breeze. Pace 10:36 per mile. Nice and comfortable - they way running should be. This weeks total milage: 27, plus one buttcamp.

The sky was clear and for the third day in a row the shooting stars were out. I wished for hoodia. Just kidding, you know I can't tell.

Sorry about the three different headers I've had up today . . . none of them sing to me - for now we are stuck with the roses.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

The martini cleanse

Kenza was invited to an impromptu sleepover last night. This means Susan and Michael get impromptu date night. A glass of wine leads to one martini, two martinis, and three - while a really smooth gin can turn good sex into great sex - its magical power has an unfortunate adverse effect on running.

Between 4AM and 5AM Susan tried a new cleanse: the martini cleanse. AKA the involuntary cleanse. Half a gallon of water, 2 cups of coffee and a handful of ibuprofen later; Hangover Susan and Introspective Susan have a conversation and decide that an unscheduled, impromptu run might just redeem Runner Susan. 5.168 miles later Susan returns home. Pace 9:56 per mile. Acceptable, yes - redeeming, not so much.


Shut up. It is so not funny. Fuck.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Easy five mile run

Today was an easy five mile run at 5AM. I love, love, love the morning hours. My favorite part of running so early is the rooster that crows around 6 AM. Cold again - 34 degrees, but I think I'm liking the cold - at least while running.

I'm tired today. My friend Tukisha's baby shower got wild and crazy last night. Didn't get to bed until 11 PM - that's so late for me. I'd do anything for you Tukisha.*

Our training partner and friend Richard has started a blog - welcome to blogdom Richard.

*Tukisha, my germaphobic baby-carrying friend . . . let's see how well you read. Rowdy the metrosexual baby-shower planning dog has placed your shower pics here, and here, and here, and here, and here, and my personal favorite here. Sorry, I thought we had taken more but I think this is all of them.

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Bootcamp . . . it just gets worse

It's a shame Karrie hasn't figured out a way to make Thursday's upper-body bootcamp do more for my boobs. If she could do for boobs what her Tuesday's lower-body bootcamp does for the butt, she'd be a very rich woman. Mothers who breastfed unite. Also, it's just really unfortunate that upper-body bootcamp can't be called boobcamp. Cause that's just funny. But since it's not I don't feel as guilty about not working out this morning. Karrie called at 4:40 am to let me know her car wouldn't start. I pulled back into the garage, stretched out on the couch, and went back to sleep.

I'm sure this is completely unrelated, but I'm 130.4 today and Tanita says 31.2% body fat.

Okay, so I feel a little guilty. On to the dogs.

The abrevieated Rowdy & Rikki story . . .

I received several emails from those who feel sorry for Rikki because I never have Rikki dines. Here is the story.

Rowdy came to us after my Grandmother passed away, he was only a pup and has since grown into a charming young dog. He's well-behaved, smart, gentle, affectionate and knows the meaning of "no". Rowdy won the heart of my "former cat-lover" husband.

With Michael and I both working full-time and all of Kenza's after-school activities, we figured Rowdy was lonely. He needed a girl-Rowdy.

And so along came Rikki.

Rikki, unfortunately, was a impulse buy - she was just this itty bitty one pound ball of fur with a wiggly tail. I hate to say it, but we bought the cuteness. She has a constant high-pitched chicken bark, happy pee, nervous pee, lazy pee, pee pee and her sole purpose to life is to consume all things. She is completely rotten and behaves badly all the time! I thought I'd try David's dog-training trick and sit on her - but she's a wee dog and I have a giant ass and I wouldn't wish that unfortunate demise on anyone.

As good parents, we love both of our dogs - regardless of their intelligence or lack of. Put a plate of food in front of Rowdy and say "no" and he listens. Put a plate of food in front of Rikki and it disappears before you can click the camera.*

*To answer the remaining ridiculous part of the email - No, our dogs do not drink wine. They do however eat real food - not dogfood. Lean meats, veggies and brown rice. I wish I ate as well as our dogs.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Early morning run

This morning was a 6 mile run - 60 min. Nice and easy tempo. It felt really great. My butt doesn't hurt that much from buttcamp yesterday. It was freezing this morning - the coldest day I've run in this year, only 28 degrees with a slight wind. I over-dressed on the top and under-dressed on the bottom. I didn't believe the 'dress the runner' on this morning. I had 4 layers on top and only tights on bottom. I'll distribute evenly next time.

I have to admit it was better than the on the hottest day I ran in this year - 105 degrees this August. It was scary, I looked like the incredible hulk when I finished. I worried about popping a much needed artery. An 86 year old woman in support hose beat me that day - good for her. I certainly hope I can do that when I'm 86. Oh well, I bet I poop better than her.

Weight is down another 1/2 pound - I'm at 128.4. Tanita says 30.4% body fat - She's easing up a little.

A wisp of a wish for volcanic fury

Ever wish you lived next to an active volcano so lava could randomly flow though your house and melt things like this

and this

and this

and these are just the ones that live in the house. Four more live in the garage. The bikes make me crazy. Michael added "bike" added to my grocery list. ha ha. I know where this is going. Enough is enough. He canNOT bring home any more bikes. I'm going to ha ha with a sledgehammer soon.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Buttcamp, a tempo run and so much more

It certainly is time that I get serious about my training. I've been doing a lot of fluff posting lately and the Austin M is only 95 days away. I need a plan and I need to print it off and stick it on my fridge - must have some structure. I know this about myself - If I don't do it in the morning, it won't get done. My alarm hasn't gone off before 5am in a LONG time. Today, it went off at 4:30 am for buttcamp. My butt hurts and its about time. Buttcamp was hard this morning and i'm afraid tomorrow I will pay even more. Lunchtime workout is a scheduled 2.5 tempo and a 2.5 easy run.

For only those interested - day 5 colon cleansing update - please proceed with caution.*
First off, my stomach is flatter than it's been in years. By no means supermodel flat, but for me - flatter is better than not flat at all. That makes me happy. I'm down 1.5 lbs and I'm pretty sure it's all poop. I've pooped more in the past five days than I have in the past 5 months. I'm feeling pretty good - day 4 was headaches and rumbles. Today, I have so much energy. Perhaps there is more to this organ and colon cleansing that I thought. Hmm, I so hate to admit when Michael is right. Tanita still says 31% body fat - eh.

*Some not-so-pretty things you should know about me - I use too many dashes, dots and apostrophes. Besides running and my family, I talk a lot about my weight, my diet, my dogs, my poop, and my boobs. I'm a hypochondriac, a shopaholic and a terrible speller.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Isn't she lovely?

You can hardly tell now - the pupil is almost normal size.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Rowdy Dines

On a lovely pinot and goat cheese. Isn't he handsome in his fall sweater?

Lets Cleanse.

I woke a week or so ago to my handsome, earthy, cyclist husband watching this infomerical. I'm not sure why, Michael eats healthier and exercises more than 99% of the people I know. Well, guess what? - on Friday it came in the mail - a 60 day supply - for both of us. "Lets cleanse together - our colons are dirty" he says. Let's see if that extra 10 lbs of toxin sitting in my colon makes me 10 lbs lighter soon.

Today was a really good day. 1 mile warm up and 9 mile run at 7 am - it was nice to sleep in and really nice to run with Karrie again. I've missed Sunday lsd with Karrie. We did a lot of tempo work mixed with a few hills here and there. It's been a long time since I put any distance on the road and I was worried that the lack of training (and the martini I had last night) might set me back a little - but no so bad - I really enjoyed my run this morning.

Side notes: Kenza is doing much better, she's happy to be moving again - albeit very limited. We had a garage sale on Saturday morning and made $300. Yay garage sales. (Translation: new shoes for Susan)

Aren't colons supposed to be dirty? Michael is so good to me ; )

Friday, November 11, 2005


OMG - back to work and back to school. I'm frightened by my email. My normal schedule is back - or at least the modified version. I think thats good - we'll see.

I've seen these during some of my races - anyone out there worn these? TRIKS? They look cute, but do they function well?

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

No Surgery! Yay!

The doctor says no surgery. Yay Yay Yay. Kenza's eye is healing well. She can go back to school on Friday with very limited activity. She still isn't able to focus completely, that will take a few weeks - we are WAY behind on homework because of that. She still has quite a bit of bruising on the inside of the eye, but overall - she's doing GREAT. YAY.

We are going to get all the pictures developed today so Kenza can take them to school and gross her friends out on Friday.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

My Thai breakdown

Michael came home early today and I was able to go to the gym at a decent hour. I had a good workout, finally. I ran 3 miles on the treadmill, did lower body weights, abs and then swam for 30 min. Running felt great, a few side stitches - but not nearly as horrid as my previous post-marathon runs. I need a lot of swimming lessons. How do you keep in one lane? I follow the line and end up in the lane next to me, other swimmers don't like that. Followed this by 15 min. in the hot tub. Very nice and relaxing. Susan is missing Susan time.

After the workout I went to pick up our Thai food and they were out of tofu. I cried. A lot. I hate PMS. Hate it. Michael calls this time of the month the days I remind him over and over he once called my legs TREE STUMPS and the days I always INSIST we discuss our relationship for hours on end. He's a lucky guy. I'm sure the emergency room visit, lack of sleep, fear of glass eyes, and having to practically sit on my daughter to keep her motionless for 4 days contributed to the Thai breakdown. Michael is right - these are days of intense anguish for all. Michael being right - well, that just makes things so much worse.*

Yes, Tree Stumps - and as a compliment. And why is football on ALL the time? Isn't the season over yet.

*Sarah is the only person in the world who shares my pain. Or is it - Alvin is the only person who shares Michael's pain. Sarah and I were once a two-headed baby fathered by a 2 ton man.

Eye today

Even better today I think. I promised Kenza I'd use the picture with the kitties. The blood in the eye is going away and I think the pupil is not as oval as yesterday. We go back to the eye surgeon tomorrow to see what our next steps are. Hopefully, back to school.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Back to the workouts

Running has been tough lately, for obvious reasons. Thursday I got 3 miles in after lunch but haven't done much since. Yesterday I went to the gym and rode the stationary bike for 30 min and did lower body weights. My goal is to get 3 miles out on the road today when Michael gets home from work. I'll update later.

Food Log: coffee and 2 eggs for breakfast. Snack, 1/2 c. strawberries. Lunch: 1 banana, salad w/ turkey & tomotoes w/ raspberry vin., Snack: cashews. Dinner: whole wheat egg noodles w/ peas & grilled chicken.

Looks better today

I think it looks better today - keeping still remains a challenge.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Kenza update

This is what a mother hears while in the emergency room . . .

La la la blood . . . la la trauma . . . la la la blindness . . . la la la severe . . . la la la hematosis . . . la la la hospital, etc. you get the point.

The eye doctor is evil - he said Kenza has very severe trama to her eye. She must sleep in an upright position for the next 5-6 days and remain totally still or else he will hospitalize her. She can get up to go to the bathroom but that's about all - or else she could go blind or need surgery. Her vision is still a bit blurry and a she has a small headache occasionally - but I think that is from the dilating drops. (And Dr. Ku is a very good physician, not evil at all - we're lucky to have him)

The good/bad news is, is that she's not in any pain. Good because my baby isn't huring, Bad because it makes being still nearly impossible. My 8 year old is used to doing 700 cartwheels a day and can't even sit in her chair through an entire meal. Is it wrong to duck tape your child into a chair . . . oh, did I just say that - just kidding. She was watching cartoons yesterday afternoon and I look over and she's playing air-guitar and banging her head to the music! AHHHH! I'm having a heart attack again. And, is it really necessary to play a video game with your ENTIRE body?

The sleeping situation is also fun. I have her propped up with sofa pillows on the couch in our room and I tuck her blanket in so she doesn't have a lot of wiggle room. Of course, I wake up every hour to make sure that she remains in this unnatural sleeping position.

Thanks to everyone for all well wishes for Kenza - I've read them all to her. With everyone she asks "Who's that?", "Do I know them?", "Where did you meet her?" - it's cute - she doesn't quite understand the blogging phenomenon yet.

Good Luck to Danny and Richard at the NY marathon. I'll be cheering for you.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Making this shorter than it should be . . .

On my way home from work yesterday, I get a call from the babysitter. It's never good when they start off the conversation with "Kenzas ok, but. . ." and "it doesn't look bad to me."

To make this short, Kenza was goofing off with another girl and was hit in the eye by the zipper of her jacket.

Arriving at the emergency room, I was expecting a broken blood vessel or scratched cornea - but noooo. I get oval-shaped pupil, possible detached retina, sitting up and in bed for five days and must see eye surgeon first thing tomorrow. If I hadn't have just seen the movie Million Dollar Baby, I probably wouldn't be freaking out as much about the detached retina part as I am right now.

So today, we are headed to the ophthalmologist to find out the bad news they couldn't give me in the emergency room. I'll update the post later to let everyone know the diagnosis. For now, my daughter is milking this for all the attention she can get . . . and loving it. She insists everyone see her eye. See it. Do all eight year olds think it's cool to gross people out?

This seals the deal about running the half marathon. I'm not. Once I get through this, I will begin my training for Austin. When Michael gets home from his ride this afternoon, I will hit the road or go to the gym and run on the treadmill for a few miles.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

I am an addict . . .

It is true, I am a blogaholic. Isn't that the first step to recovery?

Thank you to everyone for the encouraging comments and suggestions yesterday. I have decided to run the half, but . . . I'm going to think of it as a training run (or at least try to.) It's hard for me, my PR in a half marathon is 1:50. But that was 15 years and 15 lbs ago. I will do my best - run, walk or crawl to the finish like - I will do it and blog it like the addict I am.


Jittery Update to post: brought all running stuffs for running during lunch break . . . get mostly dressed and realize that I forgot my jogbra . . . bad me . . . ok, so I've taken this muscle fuel stuff and now I'm not running and it seems like my heart might explode . . . hmmm, this could be a problem . . . i thinks i will head over to the sport store and grab a bra and run from there . . .

Wednesday, November 02, 2005


I'm finding it hard to muster up enough energy to make it out the door to run. It seems all of my excitement for running left me the day after the Chicago Marathon and all of my runs are "forced" runs.

The early morning hours are MY hours to run but gravity has been doing a special thing with my bed - I'm awake, but I just lay there. It's unfair. I want MY morning runs back.

Lately, I'm being haunted with pounding, blinding headaches. Mostly upon waking and about 2-3 miles into a run. Not sure why, but it's really putting a damper on things. A good strong dose of ibuprophen sets me straight, but it's certainly getting annoying. I didn't do speedwork this morning because of this . . . and I'm sitting here at my desk beating myself up. I got here at 6:30 AM. That really sucks. My morning runs are usually just ending at 6:30 AM.

I have a 1/2 marathon on Sunday and I'm completely not wanting to participate, especially since it will be near 90 degrees. I will run. I know. I want my good legs back.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Something New

Today I tested out something new. Running during my lunch break. Now that it's not 110 degrees outside it seems like a doable thing. It was kinda fun. I'm going to do it again Thursday. Just did 2.4 miles before I broke out with a pretty bad headache. I guess when you start seeing spots and your head is throbbing, that's a sign to stop. Anyhowww, 23 min 12 sec - about 9:40 min per mile. I think I might do 5 miles on Thursday and take Friday and Saturday off to rest for the half marathon.

Sugar is gooood

I have a sugar hangover.

Not long ago, my girl was a unicorn for halloween. Now, she's a rock star. A rock star with a guitar.