And I have adsense code uploaded on my food blog.
However, though there is traffic to my site, I’ve made mere dimes (literally!) in two months! What is up with that?!
Anyways, I’m glad that I’m blogging (I love cooking), but would love more to make some money from it as well!
And yet when the official “blog boom” came alone, I got left behind.
I started out on Geocities. Anyone remember that?!? I’ve always just kept a journal, then it somehow separated into the whole training blog, personal blog, and eating / food blog.
I’m not greedy, I’d just like to make some small change, even a couple bucks per day, for doing something that I am doing already.
Any ideas out there?
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I did it!!!! I am at work now, and am really sore. One of my co-workers is making fun of me and saying how I should walk with my arms straight out in front of me. You know. Like Frankenstein.
ha. ha. ha.
But yes. I am proud to be a VANCOUVER MARATHON FINISHER!!!
It was really hard to keep moving, to keep the momentum, but all the people at the side of the road, the supporters, volunteers and the other runners really helped. People were cheering, smiling, and hi-fiving.
There were a couple people with goofy costumes like huge foam hats and the “All-American” football player (I’d seen him before at other runs). It was really cool to see other people from other events at this one. Wow.
I love this. I think I’m more comfortable with the half-marathon as its a “doable” challenge, but I might attempt another marathon (well-trained) to see what time I get.
The route was scenic and it was a great day for a run – not cold, not wet, not too hot. There was some cloud, but for the most part the temperature was suitable for a long run like this.
I didn’t bring my camera, gps or ipod. I’m glad I didn’t, because I’m sure I would have started cursing myself for bringing along extra weight or distractions.
Moments during the run:
- the older Japanese gentleman runnint with a monkey on his back – I was SO tempted to make my way over and hug / pet his monkey! (ok that sounds dirty.)
- the older American guy who ran along side me for the longest time! He was high-fiving everyone he met / passed! He passed me, but I got really excited during the final stretch of Pacific blvd and ended up passing him, along with 7 green girls.
- all the “pockets” of Vancouver that I’ve never seen / run along! Ok, so some parts of the route were along “sketchier” parts of Chinatown and gastown, but I wished I had my camera. I’ll probably do a “drive by shoot” of some postered walls or architectural buildings
- the volunteers were great. I cannot believe these young girls and guys were out there the entire time the runners were out there. Yay to the volunteers!
- same goes for the supporters / fans. There was a party going on in Kits area. They were all out front cheering, clapping, and drinking cocktails. I wished I could have stopped and had a little siesta at that point!
- as usual, the other runners were amazing. I think the thoughts are really different when you’re running a marathon versus running a half or 10k. People are less annoying (perhaps because I am too tired to pay attention) and are generally nicer. Loved that.
Anyways, I am glad I did it. It was a really great experience!
We move in on May 26th. It’s a monday. So far we’ve decided that M will move in first, and I’ll follow later, since I don’t have much (or large) items to move. Although, at the same time, I’m sure that I’ll be wondering how the heck I accumulated so much stuff!
We’ve been shopping for furniture on craigslist, and department stores, and consignment stores, and mattress stores. We’ve gone into malls to look at the “special” furniture stores, and the “furniture” boulevard in Coquitlam. We have crossed IKEA off our list – too cheap and not our style. (But…you never know.) We’ve sought out custom furniture places and local designers.
We haven’t actually bought anything, or placed any holds on items. We want to make sure everything is good for the mortgage before we are surprised with any extra expenses – our broker tells us that the lenders like to take a snapshot of our credit rating again, right before the completion date.
So. We are holding our collective breath.
Everything Will go through, it’s just that this anxious feeling is kicking around.
I’m wigging out but I know I can do it.
Wow. Hypocritical, huh?
I’ve been sick the past two weeks with the cold and flu. I know I can run this marathon. It scares the sh!t out of me, but I’ve been training too long and in snow, ice, rain and hail for me NOT to do it.
And the entry fees were non-refundable.
So. Run Fatgirl Run? I was never really politically correct anyways.
Full Marathon mode starts now – I have a little over two weeks until the event.
I started training for the marathon in December of last year. And it is just in 5 weeks!!! (May 4th). The Vancouver Marathon.
I’ve been kind of laxing since I ran the half marathon (Langley Historic Half) on February 17 to dismal results. I aimed to run faster, but instead, I slipped and fell on frosty pavement and was slower than expected.
I shouldn’t have let that faze me, but unfortunately it did. I’ve been running and training half-assed for a while.
...I won passes to see a sneak preview of “Run Fatboy Run”, and saw it two days ago with M. We laughed – it was pretty good for a free movie. As for paying to see it, well it was a very obvious plot line with obvious jokes, but it was enjoyable. There’s some things that will always make you laugh.
It did motivate me to run more, though!
Hopefully I will be back on track. Lord knows I need the motivation.
So we have been looking for … forever, it seems. We were looking when I was still at my old job, two years ago.
We determined what we liked, what we didn’t like. What area we liked. What neighbourhood, the sound level. We determined how much we could pay for our mortgage. We saved up money. We looked and looked and looked. High rises. Low rises. We even considered houses as our relatives encouraged us to look – but our lifestyles right now wouldn’t suit a house.
Then, all of a sudden, by chance, we looked at an apartment one weekend. I’d noticed it being built, but figured it was out of our price range. We looked anyways, and fell in love with a 1400 sq ft, 2 bed + den, 2 bath, apartment with a 300sq ft balcony. It was still out of our price range, we figured, but brought in my boyfriends’ parents and brothers to have a look after two weeks. They’re in real estate and contracting and agreed that it was a quality building, with great value.
And so, after a grueling two weeks of paperwork, mortgage signing, and number crunching, we signed the papers and are moving in next month. Woohooo!!!
I’ve always wanted to run my own restaurant.
I love cooking; I put myself through culinary school but hated working in kitchens – the people I had to “work” alongside were spiteful, bitter, rude animals and I chose not to associate with them.
My education and work experience since then has always been associated with food. Public health / restaurant inspection. Food engineering. Food science. Research and development. Consulting for food manufacturers.
And now, with my new job (= higher pay) and the spark of an idea…I want to run my own underground restaurant.
The idea came to me as the boy and I were looking at apartments together. He found these “dream homes”... homes that (at our previous jobs) we could only dream about.
But since we’ve both found new jobs with better benefits, better house, and better pay… well, we could very well own those homes.
And I could run my underground restaurant business every other weekend. Or once a month.
Do wine tastings. Hold “art viewings”.
I’ve been dreaming up menus…now to find the home to do it in.
You know….It seems like a lifetime ago that I was at the old job.
I’ve only been at the new one two weeks, but I LOVE it. I love the people, I love the location (less than 5 km from home, as opposed to more than 35km), and it pays better and all.
I had been at the old job for four years. It grew on me. I came to accept playing the underdog position.
But it doesn’t have to be that way. You canNOT make it through life living on scraps and harnessing negative energy.
It was time to move on.
When I saw the posting for this new job, it was almost too good to be true – it was within walking distance from home, it was in the same field (rare at that.), it had regular hours (rare for the industry), and was a Monday to Friday job.
I sent in my resume immediately after I got the posting and got a reply stating that they were accepting resumes for another week. I interviewed, then had a second interview and a skill test. And they hired me! And it is amazing!!!
To anyone looking for a new job, focus on what you want from your future job. Imagine yourself at the job and the feelings that you will get from it. Visualization really worked in my case.!
So this is kind of cheating.
I was wishing for a new job – my current one is far from home, stagnant, with a big negative feeling in the air. One of my co-workers quit about a month and a half ago, and they hadn’t hired anybody new, nor had they given me a raise for doing the work of two people. I’ve been working here for 4 years. I am really grateful that she has allowed me to work for her for so long, even though I was away for out of town practicums, and also went to school full time… but it is time to move on.
So when the job posting was forwarded to me by my old instructor, I balked at the location (4 km from where I live), better pay, better benefits (current job has noexistent benefits). What was interesting was that the contact person was familiar. I’d interviewed with him before I got the current job…but I didn’t get that one.
He called me back for a second interview with another colleague and the president of the company. I was asked for my references..
And I got the job!!!
Now to break the news to the current boss. She’s been away all week and she is back tomorrow. And is known not to handle stress well.
Crossing my fingers…
I ran the 2006 Vancouver Sun Run as kind of a bet with my friends. I suggested it at our “spa day”...I hadn’t seen them in a long time, and once upon a time, a long time ago in high school, we had trained for a couple weeks to do the Sun Run.
We never reached that goal in high school.
This weekend, I ran a half-marathon. It is funny how everyone I talk to asks me “how your marathon went”. “My half-marathon was great!” I correct them.
It’s funny too, how I signed up for this weekends’ event by myself, trained by myself, and managed to run it above and beyond my own standards.
I found myself standing at the start line, thinking to myself, “what do I do after this half marathon? A full marathon? Can we do it?”
...A full marathon is a task much more daunting than a half marathon.
“Just focus on running this first!” I told myself.
I suppose it stems from issues larger than training itself.
Perhaps the reason why I trained so hard was to tell myself that life wasn’t over after a diagnosis of tachycardia.
In my training, I had found that my heart rate would race – I went to the family doctor, who sent me to a cardiologist, who concluded that I had PSVT, a form of tachycardia caused by excessive overstimulation of the electrical nodes in my heart.
And so…after coming down from running a half marathon, yes. Yes I will run a marathon.
I first started running last year, as part of a New Year’s resolution.
It stuck! I just ran my first half marathon two days ago, with an amazing time – must have been the adrenaline carrying me to the finish line.
I took yesterday off to recuperate. I treated myself to a pedicure (complete with a foot and calf massage – I needed it!) and browsed through a copy of Fitness magazine.
There was an 8 week training program for triathalons – for beginners, like me!
Now…I haven’t been on a bike in some years, but before last year, I hadn’t devoted time to running either.
So here we go. Let’s train for a triathalon…a small one to start out with. :)
Indecisive about upping my training sessions. It would mean (possibly) running two days in a row. I know I can do it, but it would also mean that I would possibly use that as an excuse for not working out / working out as hard the next day.
Spoke to Ewa during our weekly run on Saturday. Conclusion: I need new shoes pronto (I’m going today to check some out) and I need to increase the intensity or the frequency of workouts.
hmmmphf.
