Day 14: Trash

Ba-SUUURR-a! That's one line that sticks with me to this very day. If you don't know where it's from, go pick up a copy of La Bamba and find out. It's a good movie as well so watch the whole thing.

Anyway, today's prompt is exactly that, basura, or for you 'Murrcan speaking folk, trash. On my run I was extra observant of the ground, noticed that the track was actually splitting on some cracks where it had been previously paved over, grass was growing from those cracks, the grass away from the path needs to be watered, some dog poop from the stray dogs that run around, the way the ducks waddle around trying to find the best shady spot under the tress, but surprisingly, not much trash. Yes there was a wrapper or a straw here & there, but nothing more than that and those were even few and far between. So then I started to wonder, where IS all the trash?! Thankfully, I noticed that and every 1/10 mile marker, there was not only a trash bin, but a recycle bin as well.  Oh seeing this made me ecstatic!!! Not just the fact that they are provided for everyone to use, but that they are actually being utilized and the park is a better place because of it.

Anyway, it is late and I have to be at work at 8am, so here is tonight's prompt, day14, trash.

Day 13: Fast

"Work It Harder,
Make It Better,
Do It Faster,
Makes Us Stronger.
More Than Ever Hour After
Our Work Is Never Over"

-Daft Punk "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger"

That was today's theme song while running. During the day. While the sun is out. Which I hate doing. But hey at least I'm back on track! :D

Since my iheart radio has been missing the mark lately, it was time to bring my ipod back out and this was the first song that came to mind. I'm so glad I have it, helped me run in the sun like I actually like doing it. Can't wait til I open at work so I can go back to running I'm the evening. I miss it. Anyway, tonight I present Day 13: Fast.

Needless to say, this song has been playing over & over I'm my head all day as well as the morning. Love Daft Punk. Thank you guys, for this motivational symphony. :)

Playing Catch Up: Days 9-12

Sooo, I've slipped. Shenanigans came up at work causing me to stay later and I just didn't get to go running at all this weekend. I woke up and got back into it today tho so hopefully this will be the only time I slip this month!

I missed out on days 9, 10, and 11 but I do have pictures for those days so all hope isn't completely lost. And of course I have a photo for today as well. :D

Anyway Day 9: 2 o'clock, is nothing more than proof of what I was doing at 2pm, clocking back in from lunch at work. Day 10: beverage is orange juice in my favorite color changing cup from Southtown 101, one of my favorite bars. Finally, Day 11: I love doing this. I love leaving work in the evening and watching rhe sun setting and the colors it creates throughout the sky. Texas sunsets are incredibly beautiful.

So here are days 9-11.

Today's prompt is macro. I love macro. It allows me to see the small details in the world I live in and is another fantastic reason to stop and smell the roses, so to speak. So today after my run, I went and sat under my favorite tree at Woodlawn and started noticing the tree bark. I loved the way the ridges ran along the tree and decided this detail would be perfect for my macro day. So here it is, back on the bandwagon, Day 12: Macro.

Day 8: Peek-A-Boo

So this was going to be a ranting post along with a picture of what I thought of today, which wasn't a very age  appropriate thing to post but because of one small thing, my entire mentality of tonight's post was changed.

Okay so my run sucked tonight. There were entirely too many people there.I know it's a park and anyone can go but still, there were WAY too many people. Usually there's a bunch of people but they're so spread out around the park and it still makes for an enjoyable and relaxing run. Not tonight, no.

Tonight, there were putas (for lack of a better word, and if you don't know what that means, look out up) walking the track in their tiny, tight shorts and tight shirts, guys with "swag" holding their croches cuz they don't have enough ass to hold up their shorts which are halfway down said non-existent ass and wearing Chicago Bulls oversized hats. I doubt they even know what city the Bulls are based in. And then there were the couples. At least 10 different groups with 2-3 couples who don't walk behind each other, no, they all walk NEXT to each other, taking up the entire pathway and giving other people who run between them dirty looks & flipping them off behind their backs. I couldn't run 10 feet without almost running into someone!!! Way too many people at one small park, not cool and definitely not fun.

Another reason tonight sucked, my IHeart Radio app was completely off target tonight and not playing anything I could run too. I spent too much time skipping songs and avoiding people collisions.

Anyway, that's my rant for the evening. I came home, took a shower and thought about how I was going to go off on a rant and even had a "peek-a-boo" photo of a lovely bird in my room (aka me flipping off the camera.) Then I went to close the door to my room when I saw it, peeking at me from my necklace holder, Fiesta Shark. :)

Here's the story of Fiesta Shark: as all the cool kids know, this week is Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. Anything you ever wanted to know about sharks, you can learn by watching Shark Week. Anywho, Tuesday was kid's day at my nearby Peter Piper Pizza so my mom, nieces and I went. Well it was a fiesta theme this week so there were plenty of fiesta stickers to go around. My mom and I are holding my niece's stuff and I see a blue shark on the table. So me being me, I decided to have a little fun with the leftover stickers. Thus, Fiesta Shark was born. He's managed to find his way into unexpected little places in our house and he showed up in my room tonight, and seeing that blue, Fiesta-ing bastard looking so very happy with his maracas on his fins and a fish in his mouth made me smile and brought me out of my bad mood. :)

Tonight I present to you, Fiesta Shark! Playing peek-a-boo on my necklace holder and his goldfish buddy, peeking out of his mouth.

Day 7: A Sign

"I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign.
Life is demanding, without understanding.
I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes, I saw the sign.
No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong.
But where do you belong?"
-Ace of Base "The Sign"

If you don't know this song or this band I feel sorry for you son. I got 99 problems but 90's music ain't one.

Enough of that, this isn't throwback Thursday just yet. It is Day 7 tho. And day 7 is a sign. Now I was a bit of an over achiever on this one cuz I took pictures of 3 different signs today and they all are relevant to my run. They represent 3 things I think of when I get up in the morning with the intention to go running. Rebel: I do this as a way to get away from the ordinary things that have become the norm in my life. Goal: My goal is to run the entire way around the track. It's ultimately twice around, but at the end of the month, I'll be happy with once around. And finally, Reward: today I celebrated a whole week of running and posting by treating myself to something good so I went to Chichio Boys Fruit Market and got some apples, grapes, strawberries, and plums to enjoy. I also got a ginormous watermelon for my family and I. But buying fruit is not the reward I'm talking about. Ultimately, my reward is the feeling of satisfaction I will get once this month is completed. Even if I don't reach my goal, I know that I at least made the effort to change a part of my life I wasn't happy with. Plus there's always September to continue working towards my goal.

Tonight I present not just "a sign" but "three signs" that describe this month. Here is Rebel, Goal, and Reward.

Day 6: This means a lot to me...

So today was 105º and after all the shenanigans I got into last night, there was no way I was getting up early to go running and no way I was going to go running in the middle of the day either, I'm crazy, but not suicidal,  so tonight was another evening run. It was all a killer 100º at 8:30 when I left for my run, but at least it was windy and there was no sun out anymore. I also did 1/2 mile tonight! I was so proud of myself. Slowly but surely getting back to where I want to be. Before I stopped running, I could run 2-3 miles straight. My ultimate goal is to get back to that.

Anyway, tonight's prompt is "this means a lot to me." At this point in my life, this blog means a lot to me. It keeps me motivated knowing that I have to go running in order to post, but there is someone else who helps keep me motivated. Even tho he may not know it, his words help keep me going. Every time he says, "it's all about consistency," I take it to heart and feel like I cannot disappoint him or myself. This someone is my best friend in the whole wide world, Kris.

Yeah it's a cheesy post tonight, but I don't care. Having someone outside of your immediate family who supports you is a big necessity. Of course my family will support me, they're my family, they kinda have to. To have the support of a friend, especially my best friend, helps me get through this and motivates me to keep getting out there and running. Kris, you have no idea how much you mean to me and how much I appreciate having you in my life. You've done well, Robin. You're making Batman proud. :D

So tonight, I present to you, my best friend, who doesn't like to take pictures, but posed for one anyway for this blog. Thank you for that, and for standing so close to me even tho I was all sweaty and gross.

WOOOO! BEST FRIEND!!! :D 

Day 5: Early

So what kind of irony is it that day 5's prompt is early but my posting of it is quite late? Don't hold it against me, it's my day off, I can do what I want. And I did go for a morning run, I just didn't post til late. Oh vell. :)

Well this morning on my run, I realized 2 things: 1) I hate running even more during the day, and b) people actually go fishing at Woodlawn. It reminded me of the whole,"early bird gets the worm" shenanigans, but it can be paraphrased as, the early fisherman gets the fish. Either way, tonight's photo is of a guy fishing at Woodlawn this morning. :)

Yes this post is late and short and sweet but you know what? It's my day off, I don't give a shit. Also I may or may not have ingested some alcohol tonight, bringing my "I don't give a fuck-o-meter down to 0.

Anyway, tada!! Day 5: Early (even tho its a bit late)