This dog is equally adorable and badass. Also- where the? Is he at the apocalypse? With a stripey collar? Huh. That is one rich red though.
Sons of Anarchy - Toad’s Wild Ride 5.07
I have never been so seriously floored by a show every week. I literally found my jaw on the floor. I have to figure out how to watch it earlier, because I watch the 11:00 replay and when the end is so (I hate this, but so true) game changing and shocking, it kind of wakes me back up. So here I am. This is video from tonight’s episode and the whole thing was crazy. It’s called Toad’s Wild Ride and the title totally fits. It was a packed hour of shit going down as usual. I started to get my stuff together to take the dogs out and go to bed and then I had to go back and rewind with my water overflowing and the fridge left open.
Just when you thought all the shit for the week has gone down and it’s going to wrap up, the last 5 minutes threw everything that happened to shit. None of it amounts to anything after the last segment. You totally have no idea who will live to next week. And these are the main characters. The scenes for next week are even more unsettling, in addition to tonight’s ending. Not because of, but some wholly unrelated things, like throwing back to the HUGE SLs from last year about the race/ratting/federal case. Stuff that hasn’t even been addressed this season. So, it’s overwhelming. I have to say, Kurt Sutter does not slow the pace, it is moving so fast and nothing is ever forgotten from a previous storyline. Poor Joel McHale got his ass kicked twice. I would take it from Charlie. Okay, Jimmy too. And I mean that how it sounds….At least the story suited him, I was pretty curious how his pretty self would fit in with such a badass cast.
Networks could learn something between this and Homeland. How to have the story constantly take significant leaps forward to keep everyone on the edge of their seat. How to reveal things quickly and still have more moves to make. It’s not confusing or convoluted, but it’s gripping from beginning to end, every episode. They respect the viewers by realizing we can handle a lot and we don’t have to have the narrative explain it to us in a remedially slow and obvious way, like a voiceover or repetitive discussions between characters. Nothing has to be laid out and they use that momentum and time to keep throwing stuff at you and going fast in a way that shows they want to entertain you and they intend to give you everything you can possibly handle and sometimes more (RIP OPE).
Anyway, to people not watching either or both of these shows, you are missing out. Or you like your tv “simpler” like NCIS and Two and a half men where they beat the plotlines into your brain and draw out “mysteries” long after sharp viewers figured it out, got bored and went to cable. Good luck with that. I am way too ADD and I truly appreciate anything that can really engage me. (Also, PLL kicked ASS tonight on the other end of the spectrum, but still fast and so many reveals and new WTF type questions- love Marlene King and those girls are amazing). So, yeah, you should get on that if you can. Tonight’s (and every ep this season) Sons of Anarchy has me saying stuff that I hate like gamechanger, mind blowing & jawdropping because they really apply here, not like everything they are too commonly used to describe.
I think everyone knows I try to be as hardcore as possible, between distance running, Bikram yoga, pushup challenges and whatever else. If I am not psychotically competing for something, I don’t quite know how to be dedicated. Also, I am too ADD to do something just cause. So, with my ankle the basketball it is and me not having out of the house work, I couldn’t justify the time or pain of walking all the way to Bikram. Also - it is super stormy. And I need to get this ebook done. But without the 600+ calorie workout every morning, I feel like I can’t eat and I won’t sleep. I know, super dramatic. Coincidentally, I got a free 2 week subscription to a yoga workout site this morning, actually from writing about yoga here.
I am thinking, I am totally in shape, I picked intermediate 45 minute core power yoga for today. Like if it’s not over 110 degrees and 90 minutes, it’s barely a workout. Man, I am so smart. was pretty hard and a great workout. Trucking along. All the standing to up dog to down dog in 5 seconds was decent cardio, so, cool, working my coordination and core as well. But, yeah, next thing you know, this move is in play, but with straight arms, which I couldn’t find an image of:
Now I can rock out a crane/crow (not sure) pose where knees are on the elbows and everything is bent, see below, but this stuff was kind of nuts. Or just unexpected I guess. Now I have yet something else to work on. Especially with an injured foot/ankle. See, in the one at the bottom here (the aforementioned crane/crow), you can go forward slowly and take your toes up gradually higher and higher. Not so much in the side spinal twist one…By the time I got in the shower, my upper legs, abs and lower back were like mush. Which is, of course, awesome. later skaters xoxo k
Breaking Bad Season 5
I know this is overused on Tumblr, but I sincerely mean it when I say “my body is not ready”.
So with you. These transformations are amazing from S1. And so badass across the board I can’t even. I am super nervous.
When they are comparing me to other people who ran Broad Street or little 5Ks or something. First off- no one’s accomplishments should be discounted because they work hard consistently. Does that make sense to anyone? Hopefully not. I started running almost (only) one year ago. That’s it. It took me months to get over 2 miles.
Just because I ran a half marathon doesn’t mean 10 miles was easy. The half was my first race ever. I just didn’t start small, partially because I am hopelessly competitive and insecure. Broad Street was only the second race of my entire life. So, sorry for not starting slowly and doing a bunch of bullshit little runs to kick shit off. I’m competitive and surrounded by people who’ve been doing distance running and triathlons for years. Starting small would have been kind of embarrassing to me. Which makes no sense, except in my head. And I don’t judge people (not always!) who start small. But I have worked my ass off for a whole year. So, it really isn’t fair to discount hard work as experience. Or discounting experience as making things easier. Distance is in your head and you have to want it, but I don’t think it’s ever easy. But it is pretty badass and I won’t apologize for thinking that.
Killed it. We killed it today. Our first two miles were under 9 minutes. Then it evened out a little after that. Trixie stopped for 3 water fountains and 3 bathroom breaks. So, besides those (and the 6 goslings she tried to eat) we were going pretty fast. My final average speed was right around 10 according to my BFF a.k.a. the lady from Runkeeper. I was up this morning and the puppy upstairs barked a little and got Trixie up. (no big deal it’s a tiny baby puppy that’s only been here for a few days. I will gladly take an hour less sleep for a pupster in the building. Who am I kidding? I wasn’t going back to sleep anyway).
Anyway, I got to thinking about the race and how I really needed to check my time. I am hoping to run with an old friend who is kind of badass (she did a duoathlon on Saturday and a crazy hill race on Sunday this weekend alone). But at least she’s more my age and (literal) speed than my sister and all of her friends. When I first saw her time, I was so freaked. Then I was like, I have been speed training at least 2 days a week since mid-December after how shocked I was by the speed at the Philly Marathon. But I didn’t die in that race and for the first race of my entire life to be a completed half-marathon, I wasn’t too worried. I just didn’t tell anyone my speed because honestly few people asked or cared, especially people who knew I had only started running last May.
Now, I want the speed. At least that appropriate of someone my age (which I estimate at least 5 years younger, lol). I think I’ve gotten it. And I feel like when the time comes, adrenaline and my insane sense of competition will kick in and shave more off. Plus if I have someone with me, I think it will be natural. All that speed training. It sucked. And seems like it worked.
We went back to a city run today for the first time in a while, so down to Front across to Market and back up winding through the city from river to river and home. Shockingly only a little over 7 miles. But super fun, playing dodge ‘em (I loved that game) through all the morning people. We ended up running through the Fox Broadcast and then through tons of tourists videos and shots as they waited to get in around Independence Mall. It was pretty great. And very fast, so win win. Only problem was there was no shade on the way down or back, so Trixie was hot and balked a little too soon and I got a little too much sun (which I also love, but know is bad).
And really starting to kick ass in the pushup challenge, so not bad, just exhausted since I worked until midnight after meeting my neighbor’s new pup and having like a 10:30 p.m. playdate. I actually fit in pants smaller than I have worn in 10 years, so the not eating is helping. Not on purpose, just busy and I don’t want breakfast, so I eat a little when I have to. And I haven’t wanted any carbs except at dinner (worst), but by then I am starving and it’s working for me, evidently. My body is so opposite, the more I train, the less I want to eat. No sweets either, which is so weird for me, I have Easter candy still.
Also, I got permission to go over my hours this week after I wasted all last week with that ridiculous canceled writing job that was supposed to get me money this week. Obviously, that did not happen and they haven’t even paid me for the 15 I did. I love the freelance stuff, but the collecting and being broke because other people won’t meet their end? It BLOWS. It sucks to have worked really hard for money and then sit around Friday night because only a tiny bit came in and the transfer won’t be done until at least Monday. But I got behind and it’s already 4/20 (HAPPY 420!). So all I can really do is work, train, dogs, sleep (very very little), and do it all again all day until I can try and lie down and mostly read.
Then to Rittenhouse at lunch w/Joanna and Lou, still haven’t seen Colin Farrell although the reports are that he’s been there all the time. But he is way shorter than I am though (pretty much a turnoff) and fairly scummy (not a total turnoff, if you know me), so not a big loss. I am glad not to have anything like that right now, because the distraction would SUCK. And I am not a people person right now anyway, for anyone. I kind of am anti-social this week, maybe it’s just knowing I need to work, but people are annoying the shit out of me left and right. Good thing I am always such a joy to be around.
Walked again tonight, but just super quick with Rocky, still too hot for him. So only down the street and back then a while more with just the beast. And luckily both the dogs and I had leftovers, so everyone’s eaten, I got a lot ready for the morning and NO DISHES. What?! Yep. Awesome. Meaning I am awesome. Usually. Today for sure. Anyway, this was the beast this morning at Rittenhouse when we were supposed to be running through…So dramatic! Anyway, I said I would be back at work by 8:30, so, sucks but it’s about that time. Hope everyone else (just some of you actually) is having a great Friday night! (kind of) XOXO k
Ashley Judd has had enough of what she calls a “pointedly nasty, gendered, and misogynistic conversation about femininity in our culture, and she’s inviting women—and men—to speak up about their own experiences. “I want people to share their puffy-face moment,” Judd said on NBC’s Nightly News. “I think what happened to me is very common. It might look a little different than other people’s lives because they might not be public figures, but we all go through it.”
So let’s hear it! Tell us your puffy-face moment—those times you were bullied or judged for your looks, and what you did about it—by writing about it on your tumblr! Be sure to use PUFFYFACEMOMENT as a tag so we’ll see it! We’ll be publishing a bunch of them on The Daily Beast, and reblogging our favorites right here on nwktumblr.
In case you missed it and have no idea what we’re talking about, see this post for some background.
Tell it girl. I might later. I had a puffy face for a while a few years ago. It sucked. You guys share now, I will meet you there. Swear. I LOVE her for so many reasons, but this is one for sure.
Real quick about the dream, it’s so stupid. I woke up at 5 and really didn’t want to get up. Guess I fell back to sleep, because next thing you know, I was hunting with Sam and Dean. Although Dean and I had obvious sexual tension (soulmates I think, lol), I was cool with his skanky behavior with some hos (yeah right). Sam and I were like the very best of besties. I was totally their equal partner with all this knowledge and pretty kickass ganking skills. In the dream, the only realistic part was when we were comparing senses of humor and I said I was in the 13-14 y.o. range, just like Dean. How is this detailed dream even possible? Drugs? No clue, but it was hilarious and very awesome. Back to the real. (yawwwnnn)
So, the run was better than great. I was just going to take it super easy because of the 7.5 miles yesterday. Like a gentle 3 with some speed intervals. Nope. Next thing you know, we were at boathouse row and then easy to the back of the Art Museum. From there, not sure how it happened but we did a sick race pace from the Art Museum all the way down the path and back to 23rd and Lombard, like so solid, uphill and downhill. I didn’t know I could do it that far that fast or that Trix could be so focused. I felt like I was flying and could feel every muscle working, but not in a bad way.
Now, I think the reason I can go so hard on days after being in pain is that it is super cold. So, the pain in my right hip, my braced left knee (both of which are totally tolerable anyway after the first mile) and my excruciating left toe all get so cold during my first walk (because we go so slow with the old guy) that I don’t feel anything until after I defrost in the shower, post run. So now? Very painful. I don’t know what to do for it. It’s the toe I hurt in the marathon. WTF? A toe injury? That is so not hard core OR badass, that I don’t know how to react. But it hurts like a mother and it has (SORRY) no nail already from the marathon so I think it is more vulnerable? Is that a thing that is possible? Sometimes it’s so obvious that I just started running last year. Like the other day I told someone I was working on my splits when they asked about speed. I have no idea what that means, but I can always say I meant my flexibility or something.
Ugh, only like 8 hours of work today. I need some new music for real. And I got the email that I got paid yesterday! Yay! Still not in my account, so fucked, probably til Monday when of course I will get paid both my check and for the stupid ebook. Dogs were psyched. We’re out of eggs so they had nearly raw ground turkey for breakfast. So gross. But good for them. Still gross.