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if you can’t play monkey-in-the-middle with peyton manning after his record breaking touchdown pass then you’re really not winning at all.

this. i found it so funny that he tripped/fell down on the play right before his record-breaking throw, and the way he joked about the guys keeping the ball from him after the play.’i'm a little bit hurt by it, the fact they're kind of picking on me,' he feigned. 'i've lost my vertical leap. it's not there anymore. my side-to-side agility is not quite as quick. so, it hurt me.” congrats — to the best.

if you can’t play monkey-in-the-middle with peyton manning after his record breaking touchdown pass then you’re really not winning at all.

this. i found it so funny that he tripped/fell down on the play right before his record-breaking throw, and the way he joked about the guys keeping the ball from him after the play.’i'm a little bit hurt by it, the fact they're kind of picking on me,' he feigned. 'i've lost my vertical leap. it's not there anymore. my side-to-side agility is not quite as quick. so, it hurt me.” congrats — to the best.

this weekend

was quite the relaxing one. rhyan ended up asking to swap weekends due to plans he had made with his dad, so i flew solo. fun was had with friends at the breakfast club show friday night. woke up early saturday + forced myself to the gym before meeting my friend suzie to pick up her race packet. it was gorgeous out, so we grabbed cold beers + soaked up the sun. made my way to the couch for a nap before an impromptu date that evening. he was nice + we had good time, but i don’t think the sparks were there. i feel my heart is still on the mend, but i needed to take the step towards putting myself out there again. sunday i was up early, threw on my favorite ‘in my dreams i am a kenyan' shirt, grabbed coffee + cheered on the finishers as they approached the finish line. i love seeing the various expressions on runners faces, from pure joy to pure agony, and everything in between. it brought back memories of my half-marathon + kinda made me want to train for another one. stopped at the store for chili ingredients afterwards + made a big batch to enjoy this week. watched football, did laundry, and sipped on some warm spiced cider last night. i finally feel i’m getting back to normal, like my heart is healing. it’s a day to day progression, but as long as i’m progressing that’s what matters.

so here’s to a new week, and fully embracing this glorious fall weather. 

abnormallyyours
abnormallyyours:

food lion is doing a shop, collect, and earn promotion for the holidays. there are 8 tickets given out when you spend $40 or more per week running from 10/1/14-11/25/14 [one per week]. if you collect 6/8 tickets they’ll give you a $20 coupon. i want to collect as many tickets as possible so that i can then give the coupons to homeless people at stop lights.
if you shop at food lion and you are interested in joining me, please send me a private message. i’ll do all the work collecting the tickets and turning them in for the coupons — all you have to do is lend a helping hand and mail me the tickets you won’t use.
what do you say, are you in?
[please, please, please feel free to reblog if you feel so inclined. help me get the word out!]

because sam’s heart is made of gold + helping others [sure] feels good.

abnormallyyours:

food lion is doing a shop, collect, and earn promotion for the holidays. there are 8 tickets given out when you spend $40 or more per week running from 10/1/14-11/25/14 [one per week]. if you collect 6/8 tickets they’ll give you a $20 coupon. i want to collect as many tickets as possible so that i can then give the coupons to homeless people at stop lights.

if you shop at food lion and you are interested in joining me, please send me a private message. i’ll do all the work collecting the tickets and turning them in for the coupons — all you have to do is lend a helping hand and mail me the tickets you won’t use.

what do you say, are you in?

[please, please, please feel free to reblog if you feel so inclined. help me get the word out!]

because sam’s heart is made of gold + helping others [sure] feels good.

friday five

.5   my heart still hurts, each + every day. i thought by now i’d be further along in the process of getting over him, but i’m not. every night i ask myself if i’m hurting less, missing him less — and the answer is no. i think going from having someone in my every day life for a solid month to having no one so abruptly is what’s made it so difficult. in the matter of a day, i went from having all, to having none. no contact. nothing. it’s tough, but i have to trust that time will heal my heart + i’ll eventually stop missing him so damn much. 

.4   going to see the breakfast club this evening with a handful of friends, one of which is playing matchmaker + has a hot [i’ve seen pictures] friend he plans on setting me up with next week. the weather should be perfect for some outdoor tunes, and i’m not gonna lie — i’m ready to throw back a few drinks.  

.3   rhyan was so sweet last night. work’s been hell this week, i’ve been out of it with my runs/workouts, and i feel like i’m fighting off getting sick. we came home, i put my pj’s on and made a beeline for the couch with red wine + my book. [which i finally finished, it was so good] he went out on his skateboard, and brought me back a twix bar from the store in a little brown bag. my heart melted. he also made his own dinner, popped some popcorn for us, and refilled my wine while we watched a movie together. love him.  

.2   why is it so difficult to find good help? you know — people who show up when they’re supposed to, do the job they’re supposed to, pay attention to details, and just have at least an ounce of work ethic?!

.1   um, someone [please] pass me the booze.

lyn-not-line
no one ever tells you that people will leave your life, unannounced. sometimes they leave the earth, sometimes they just leave you. things continue. tomorrow you will wake up and the sun will be kissing your eyelids and it will be a new day for you to drink too much coffee and reread an old book. you will be okay. no one ever tells you that, either. days will melt together like some candle you burned down to scraps, and seasons will change. you will fall in and out of love with yourself more times than you’ll ever be able to count. it is important to take the time to appreciate your own fingerprints, your own skin.
there will be days when it is all you have.
never forget to be kind to yourself.