Thank you.
No.
Thank you for the comments yesterday. You guys amaze me [daily].
Now for the awesome part of the trip last week.
Meeting Kera. Yep, she's somehow even more beautiful in person [silently hate her]. It was my first "blog" meet-up and ya, I was
He's just really creative like that. He's not so keen on the blogging "thing", in general. But, heck, I don't remember saying he had to come. AND . . . This blogging thing, I love it. ;)
I saw her hop out of her car. It was like being 16 all over again. I was so happy to "see" her. We tried meeting up at a sushi joint but . . . .fail. [closed]. We ended up at "Market Street". It was good but really who cares about the food?!
We then went to Salt Lake Running. Her score water bottle. My score, Gu.
She is awesome. No more like a m a z i n g. She was/is crazy busy and I'm so grateful she made the time to meet up with me.
Thanks Kera!
I'll post the rest of the weekend in as few words as possible. You write the story [fill in the "gaps"].
Well . . . get story tellin'.
25 comments:
what a difference a day makes!
Day. Made!
So what's with all the middle fingers? What's the story behind that?
Andrew-yay!
Kovas- he just loves me that much.
Sometimes, the photos tell a better story then the words we say can! What a wonderful weekend!!!
You are too funny. Just read your race report (and commented)--you sound a bit better today, right?
You two ladies are gorgeous, not to mention speedy!
Love blogger meet ups. To be honest, to date all stand up people I have met.
I am not a good story teller.
Do like the cheat sheet... writing your goal splits on the forearm. For my half ironman I wrote SIU on my forearms, Suck It Up. Unfortunately it wore off in the swim and I was not able to look at it during the bike or run haha. Fail.
Might need a January race :) Will be in touch!
Good luck getting some R&R this week!
dude is huge... holy shit!
I hope you're feeling better about "the big disappointment". We have all been there and it hurrrrts.
At least your nails are awesome! And they totally match the bra... love it.
You are still a hero in my eyes. That is all!
Ok you blogstitute (you really should enter that on the Urban Dictionary)...now I know why you got the lime green bra. To match the lime green bib. I would never expect anything less from my queen of jean cyber friend.
A warmer day indead. Great pics.
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My boyfriend would totally call me a "blogstitute" if he heard it (so I'm NEVER telling him). I can't wait for my first blogger meetup sometime. Looks like you two had fun!
yay blogger meet ups! England next? I hope u r feeling better after ur "bad" race! and I love ur nails. I painted mine sparkle blue last night and they looked a lil trashy but they glittered so I didn't mind.
You girls are gorgeous!
Love all the pics and so glad you are having a better day!
KL - yes. London. no question. Please make sure your nails are lime green with glitter and rhinestones.
Sardine Canyon! I love Sardine Canyon in the fall. Sigh.
That must have been so fun to have a blogger meet up! Yay!
I loved the pics, and the ones with PITA and his middle finger are hilarious!
love that green nail polish!
is that you and your huband in that picture? Um, either one of you is REALLY tall, or one of you is really short!
Sorry to hear you had a bad race. Glad you were able to finish!
HUGs and kisses and a bouquet of roses, yellow ones. Some races are just like that, ugh!! You sound better today and ready to tackle another, no doubt! At least you had a CUTE top, a well-placed bib and some killer nail polish(matching, of course)!!
why is my freaking head so much bigger than yours.
love you and your insanely gigantic husband.
Kera-get out. It's not. You're just way beautiful-ER. Yes it's a word.
You rock.
Thank you again & again.
My giant husband adored you too....duh. :)
Who is shorty with pita. You were blonde the last time I saw you.
Seeing the second to last photo, I finally see how I looked standing next to a 4'9" girlfriend. Thanks for that.
Duuuuuuude, he is tall!! That is awesome! :)
I love that you don't run in shirts. I hate shirts. On my mill (and bike) at home I don't wear one. One of these days, I'm going to get comfortable enough with my post kid belly to rock it shirtless.
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