I still haven’t heard back from my friend at the New York Post. Rude. Call me back, dude, don’t be a turd!
Anyhoo, I haven’t blogged in like two days. Miss me? Ugh, I missed you too, sexy thang.
I’m like a week out from my marathon. My training is done. I did my last long run today in some beautiful Carolina pre-spring weather.
And I’m starting to plan for my week for this marathon. So my plan of action for the next seven days?
–Fiber. Gotta stay regs, right? Don’t want any surprises on the course.
–Tina Fey. Justin Timberlake. At the suggestion of more than a few friends after I told them how much I enjoyed Kathy Griffin’s bio, I downloaded ‘Bossypants’. So far, hysterical. And I know I’m not supposed to laugh, but when she imitated old black folks, I nearly fell over, 6 miles into today’s run. I also discovered how friggin phenomenal Justin Timberlake’s station on Pandora was, and if you have a bad word to say about ‘Suit and Tie’, please excuse yourself from this entry presently.
–Water. Liquids. Gotta hygrate. Hygration is key. Water, Hatorade, water, and water.
–Complex carbs. For sustained energy. So I can’t slam a piece of lasagna and three slices of pizza the night before and expect for things to go my way.
–Sleep. No napping during the day in hopes I can sleep full nights. I’m not running anywhere on three hours of sleep. It just won’t happen.
–Shade of nail polish. Duh. I’m not running around, my hands lookin a mess. You crazy if that’s what you think I’ve worked for.
-And finally, makeup. Waterproof liquid liner and mascara. Make fun of me all you want, I’m a scary lookin person under this.
Besides solidifying my victory dance, ::cross cross, catdaddy::, what have I forgotten?