The Hungarian

i lie down face up in the bathtub after a passionate conversation about irony, deviance, fire, beauty.

i feel nothing.

i am thinking like I did when i was happy...

that kind of happy I remember as happy. the difference is that i don't remember being sad. i remember being excited. discovering something shiny from within. something important. always looking to the future but enjoying the present as if it were an expensive wine.

i know sad. i know hurt. the difference was the absence of knowing. the naiveté. the daoist who doesn't know that she is one.

i submerge my face, my eyes, my ears, everything but my nose and mouth, but even they are just barely peaking. I want to be as inside of the water as i can be. drown the outside and hear from underneath.

I pull myself up.
A Beep and a Buzz...

The Hungarian is speechless, scared, but still does not trust. I had to trust. no fair.

freezing cold but i stay. beep buzz beep buzz constantly pulled from within from underneath from inside to experience more

The Hungarian is thankful. Yes. Understands what crazy means. drinks life like wine on a porch far away from here. goes there on a motorcycle.

i'm left to myself. challenging the fire closer to my home. i am beneath the water hearing what the water has to say.

And the Hungarian doesn't care. is hiding just as much. is ready to die.

I am far away. apparently I should have taken the bus. I was much healthier then...

i am not ready.

nor is the Hungarian...

Something shiny

He lies down on the shower floor with the water on.

He finds the shiny backing to my earring, tiny though it is.

Finds it lying there next to him, living the same fate. Waiting to be found.

Something shiny in the corner of his eye. Accidentally found.

He finds it by accident. Stumbles upon something important.

By accident.

I am gone. I am crawling around on my hands and knees staring at the blank gray carpet.

I was gone a long time ago.

I found that something shiny that I was looking for. I was looking on my hands and knees.

I couldn't find, try as I might, the other half.

The two are still apart. Though I know where each is.

I must lie down and wait for him to come looking for that small important shiny bit.

Be there or Be De-friended

I swear I'll cancel our facebook friendship if you don't come to my group classes.

Starting on September 12th, Stone Age Climbing Gym is hosting "Climb 8"...Eight days and nights of climbing.

It will be kicked off, so to speak, on Friday the 12th with a Stone Cup competition, live band, all the regular comp goodies/partayh, etc. Saturday and Sunday have their own promotions that are spectacular as well.

The EXCITING part starts on Monday the 15th.

8-9am Kristen is running a Pilates-Style Mat clinic

930-1030am Kristen is running a Yoga-Style Mat clinic

7-8pm Kristen is running another Yoga-Style Mat clinic

It gets BETTER! Jodi Coletta will be teaching also, Lance will be running his own clinics, and John and Ralph from ParkFit ABQ. will be doing kettle bell clinics. This all starts 730am so call for times!

16th will be ladies night...so ladies, get out there and rock it out.

On Wednesday morning we will start our NEW MEMBERS ONLY MORNING HOURS!

Classes start that morning.

Thursday I will be teaching a 7-8am Class (probably yoga)

Jodi will be teaching 9-10am Pilates

The week will finish off with a bang--check it out at Stone Age for WAY more information on what's going on ALL WEEK LONG.

AFTER THAT! Member only morning hours will continue. My group classes will be held:

7-8am Tuesday and Thursday AND Thursday evenings 530-630pm. There will be group classes by Jodi, Ralph and John Monday through Thursday mornings and evenings as well. ALL FREE FOR MEMBERS-Or pay day pass price. From now on!

Be there...

The Universe Smiles

My Universe is Smiling.

I Smile Back.

Just think...if I had actually trained...

I might have finished with Melanie? Maybe not, but I sure feel pretty good right now. Overall, Mel took 23 and I took 47 out of 146 women. Not too shabby if you ask me.

Socorro Chile Harvest Triathon
August 9, 2008

FEMALE AGE GROUP: 25 - 29
Place Name Age City/state Total Swim Trans1 Bike Trans2 Run Penalty No. ===== ========================== === =================== =========

1 Terry Moore 29 Las Cruces NM 1:08:44.1 5:50 1:19 36:07 0:47 24:45 23 2
Jamie Prochno 25 Albuquerque NM 1:11:55.6 7:36 1:26 38:29 0:49 23:38 100
3 Sara Eatman 26 Albuquerque NM 1:13:28.0 8:59 1:48 37:48 0:49 24:05 260
4 Melanie Locke 26 Albuquerque NM 1:13:58.6 6:46 1:50 39:17 1:25 24:44 366
5 Elisa Dimas 25 Albuquerque NM 1:21:24.5 8:16 1:54 41:33 1:51 27:53 154
6 Keri Burns 26 Thornton CO 1:21:49.5 10:37 1:41 41:38 1:03 26:52 252
7 Kristen Martinez 25 Albuquerque NM 1:22:47.4 9:14 2:15 43:18 1:26 26:37 220
8 Danielle Deupree 28 Alamogordo NM 1:23:01.0 8:08 2:36 41:39 1:22 29:19 192
9 Karen Lovato 28 Elephant Butte NM 1:26:43.5 9:33 3:15 42:59 0:54 30:06 303
10 Leslie Foltz 25 Albuquerque NM 1:28:10.3 9:35 2:21 42:40 1:54 31:44 261
11 Kate McCalmont 26 Gallup NM 1:28:18.2 8:46 2:38 45:23 1:35 29:59 203
12 Canisha Martin 28 El Paso TX 1:28:20.3 7:01 1:52 47:23 0:57 31:09 110
13 Nicolette Sigmon 27 Albuquerque NM 1:32:20.7 7:54 2:20 47:31 1:35 33:03 66
14 Christina Ortega 26 El Paso TX 1:32:31.6 9:05 1:41 47:48 1:17 32:42 294
15 Sheila Hickman 27 Albuquerque NM 1:36:00.5 10:31 2:53 51:23 1:50 29:27 354
16 Tiffany West-Schaub 27 Albuquerque NM 1:43:32.0 15:06 2:08 49:13 1:22 35:45 336
17 Courtney Benefiel 27 Rio Rancho NM 1:55:46.5 14:57 3:29 53:33 2:06 41:43 367


So, to make that easier to read:
Total time: 1:22:47.4
Swim time (400m pool): 9:14
Transition 1: 2:15
Bike time (40k): 43:18
Transition 2: 1:26
Run time (5k): 26:37

BTW, I think # 15 was a cheerleader...

Hooray for Boobies

Aside from being a great name for an album, it is also something I said yesterday...and meant, of course. That dollar that had been waiting in my purse to be donated...went to boobies. Well, it went to the Susan K. Koman fund for breast cancer. Just thought I'd letcha know. Thank you to whoever dropped their dollar. Thank you Aaron for being that kind of unique.

I'm no Batman

New Friend (Random Story)

There are five different trainers at Sports and Wellness that I have been shadowing for the summer to complete my internship. One of them is Aaron. For the last couple of weeks, every time I have come in to shadow him, somehow his clients decide not to show up...and never called him. This has happened four times now. One time, it was twice in a row. I need the hours, he has to be there...so we just hung out and talked shop. During one such conversation, he was telling me about the dollar that had been in the desk drawer for about a week now. Apparently he had found it on the floor and couldn't bring himself to pocket it...so he left it in the drawer. Said he didn't feel right taking it, even after a week. Aaron: 22, Personal Trainer/Student, fasts once a week, hates people who do crunches and/or attend night clubs. So yesterday, I took the dollar. Theoretically, the dollar went into buying him a frisbee and a set of three bouncy balls 'cause I thought it would be funny (came to .96 + tax)...the actual dollar, however, is in my purse...waiting to be given to charity. Don't I feel karmically balanced now?

New Juicer

I just read Skinny Bitch on the airplane on the way back from MD on Wednesday. On top of knowing that the authors are pretty darn right...I was feeling icky. My digestive tract has been giving me nightmares...SOOO, as everyone has seen on Facebook, I gave up high fructose corn syrup. Yesterday I spent way too much time and WAYY too much money on groceries, and a juicer. I've been eating salads, fruits, veggies, nuts, seeds, and cut out milk and a lot of processed simple sugars. It has been about 2 or 3 days now and I feel like I just quit smoking. Except, I already don't miss the sugar. The change in how I feel is absolutely phenomenal. I challenge every single one of you to buy some oranges and a juicer today.

Citrus juicer from Target $20

Oranges (and other foods to make tummies happy) $170

Feeling like even if I had a million dollars it wouldn't make me as happy: priceless...

New Family

Speaking of MD (Maryland-my birthplace), I took my first trip in 7 years to see my mom's side. My granny is 80 and I just recently reconnected with some cousins on myspace and thus was put in touch with cousins I've never met. So I thought, what the heck. We'll be there, let's meet them. They're great. Rest of our family is a little crazy...but both my brother and I felt like we finally knew where we belong in this family. 'Cause believe me...it was hard to figure out before. There is a youtube of Rich doing some kind of funky chicken "drunk dance." Effing hilarious.

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=38377158

Old Problems

So needless to say, after spending four days in a car, in a hotel, in a bed, on an airplane, at the park, with my snoring, loud, crazy, sometimes really crazy, extended and nuclear family...I got really tired of being around people. When I came home I was charged with taking over dog-sitting for the neighbors. Sleeping at my parents house, putting the dog in, taking the dog out, etc. In my eyes, this was my chance to decompress. All by myself. The neighbors put the dog in at 830pm and I felt bad getting in late and making them do it while I was in town. I did as much as I could, but having a life, just getting back to Abq., and having the girls still gone...it was hard to justify leaving home at 815pm to watch a dog. No hard feelings. It had nothing to do with anything but not being alone for any small amount of time for a long duration and being very sick of drama and people and getting zero sleep. I slept well at my parents house and all I had to worry about was my doggy. I ran with her and I played with her and I slept very well. For no other reason besides that I needed to. My body was finished with the way it was living. So, needless to say when I had the prospect of an open Sunday, I went grocery shopping. Alone. For my health. And I bought all the right things for me and my sanity...and all the wrong things for everyone else apparently. I've opened a new chapter on my life and on my outlook on my life. I'm weak. I can't take a lot of stress. I feel much better, but I've got a long way to go. I found some earplugs. Last night, they worked great. Slept well at home this time. Oh, and BTW...go see Batman. It rocked.