This Has Absolutely Nothing to Do with Exercise or Fitness...But It's Still Cool...To Me, At Least.

As I'm lying in bed last night I came up with a super awesome totally cool idea.

No, it's not what you're thinking....or what you're thinking either so get your minds out of the gutter. Ick.

Wouldn't it rock if you could have a bubble that extends from your feet to your head that is climate controlled AND has a built in alarm clock that you can choose the theme to which you can be awakened by it? You know, like 'Caribbean Breezes' with calming coconut scented breezes and relaxation music or 'Sock Hop' that plays upbeat '50's and '60's music and projects Happy Days reruns above your head or my personal fave : 'DISCO PARTY'...complete with mini disco ball and multicolored lights. I would set it to that every single morning and wake up in the BEST mood EVER.

I was pitching the idea to the guy that I married...whose new nickname is going to be 'The Detective' because was I watching a show about George Bush and his wife referred to him the entire time as 'The President' and I thought that was funny hence the nickname. Anyhow, I pitch my idea to The Detective and he says to me:

"That sounds annoying."

WHA?!? I mean, I don't know what's wrong with this man. How could you think that something like that would not be practical and a fun way to wake up?? I tried to reason with him but all I got was:

"There's something seriously wrong with you."

We'll see who's got something "seriously wrong" with who when I wake up in my super comfy climate controlled disco emporium. Me thinks someone may be a tad jealous.

The 2nd Annual Rose Run Registration Is Open!

Early Bird Registration is now open the 2010 Rose Run in Petersburg! Register online by March 1, 2010 and pay $20 for your registration fee. Pass it on.....let's make another fantastic event!

The Rose Run

For those of you that have been with me since day 1, you know that this is the event that got me started on this crazy adventure and inspired the name of my blog. I wanted to do something that was bigger than me for someone that I loved dearly who lost her battle to breast cancer and for her family. This event was a huge success last year and hopefully this year it will be an even larger success.

I won a free registration last year in the raffle drawing so I'm going to be running again in this event which guarantees some good entertainment for you all. If the wonderful cause isn't enough to convince you to participate in this event then the mental picture of me limping along while huffing and puffing should be enough to push you over the edge to register. Yes, you can walk but of course I love pain and embarrassment so I'll be running it again. I didn't require the lifesaving talents of Petersburg's volunteer fire department last year but you never know what this year's event will bring.

Here's A Downer With Your Upper

I have food issues. The same food issues that probably 85% of women in America have. I read an article by one of my absolute fave bloggers, Scary Mommy.

The subject, if you haven't already clicked on my link and abandoned me here to drone on and on and on....Oh, there you are. *Ahem* The subject is about being a mom who has food issues to a little girl who you don't want to pass on your food issues to.

This is me.

I start and stop or should I say fail diets all the time. I start new exercise routines almost as often. I find myself eating well for weeks and then blowing it all on junk that I crave. The good thing or maybe the bad thing, depending on how you think about it, is that I'm not alone in this behavior. Misery loves company and all that jazz.

I make a conscious effort to never ever say anything negative about myself or anyone else especially when it comes to weight issues in front of my little girl. I fail at this when it comes to myself sometimes though and that is the seed that I'm afraid will sprout in my little girl's mind when she becomes aware of body issues.

In the words of Scary Mommy: "Being a girl is hard. Having a girl is even harder."

He's A Brick House

I have a dog named Roscoe. When we got him from the rescue agency they told us they thought he was part Dachshund and part Basset Hound.

Take a minute to picture a dog that is shaped and is as large as a Basset Hound with the coloring of a red Dachshund and you have Roscoe.

I really think he might be part potbelly pig. Those rescue groups. Such tricksters.

Following is a conversation that I have with Roscoe on a nightly basis while I'm working out. Here goes:

**I'm getting into position to do sit ups...which means I'm laying on the floor.**

Roscoe: Jumping down from his perch on the couch..."What 'cha doin' now?"

Me: "Roscoe! GET OFF OF ME! ICK!" Pushing Roscoe's face out of mine...

Roscoe: "I was thinkin' when yer done there doin'...um...whatever that is yer doin' that you could get me a treat." Proceeds to lay very large Basset Hound sized head on my chest as I perform an exercise called the "Superman"...

Me: "Really? Because it doesn't look like you need a treat, buddy. I'm the one working out here and you haven't moved an inch."

Roscoe: "Yeah but just watchin' you work out makes me hungry...looook at me, I'm starving! You never feed me....enough table scraps...my rolls and barrel shaped body are thinning." Dramatic pause...

So, I figure that I should get extra credit for 1.) Working out with full grown potbelly pig...er..."dog" on my chest and B.) Reasoning with a hound dog about food on top of that.

Who's with me??!??