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The Death Star!

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Well ladies and gentlemen, guess what time it is?!?!?! It’s end of month at Initech!!

My word, Han Solo, I forgot how amazing you were in these movies.  TV Timeout while we admire Harrison Ford and the complete B.A.ness of him through all three movies.  Han Solo2Why don’t I know anyone like this in my life??  SOMEONE PLEASE BE MY FRIEND IF YOU ACT LIKE HIM!!

Anyway, back to the Death Star, er, Initech, as you all know it’s my least favorite time of the month.  That wonderful week of absolute hell and torture that comes at my high stress job.  Mandatory overtime, understaffed expectations we cannot obtain, and a frustrating bank that I want to burn to the ground.  Ok, maybe that’s a bit harsh, but I’m sure you’ve all had that moment when you have wanted to just scream your head off while sitting in your cubicle.  You must understand my pain.

Irony of ironies, because I’ve been working so many hours this week I haven’t had time for my running regimen I’ve set myself up on.  Still don’t know why I’m running, but that’s another post for another day.  The point is that I waited all day like a kid on Christmas Eve for that 6 o’clock hour to hit so I could leave, head home, and head out for a run.  It was beautiful out today, mid 80s, sunny, slight breeze.  A little humid, but I can deal with that.  Until 6:00pm on the dot, though, when a huge thunderstorm rolled in and unleashed over Pittsburgh and the surrounding suburbs.  Well…scratch that, then.  Guess I’m going home and being lazy like I have all week.

Readers, friends, what do you do for exercise when it’s raining/snowing/tornadoing/earthquaking out and the free gym you call the park is not available?  Pilates puts my to sleep, so don’t suggest that.  What are some other good activities I can do that won’t take 30 years and will get my heart rate up??

It’s Memorial Day weekend this weekend, one of the few holidays Initech actually accepts exists.  Hello, we didn’t even get Easter off, those commie bastards!!  So I am gunning for Friday, and this wonderful 3 day weekend that is coming up.  Three days without crabby coworkers??  I’ll take it!!

Baking tonight, and then to bed early, it will be another long day tomorrow at work.  Just have to keep reminding myself that I’m blessed to have a job.  Blessed to have a job.  Remember that!!

Night everyone!!!  Let’s go Pens!!

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Irony of Ironies

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(I Google imaged searched “irony” and this is the picture that popped up.  Makes sense).

Election tomorrow.  This isn’t a political blog.  I don’t care who you vote for, and I don’t want you to know who I vote for.  Any political posts will be deleted and the user blocked.  And that’s all I’ve got to say about that topic.

Anyway, I was sitting in my state exam today, trying not to fall asleep (a windowless hotel conference room heated to 78 degrees…you do the math) when a fun little fact popped into my head.

A few weeks ago, when I went hiking for my alphabet weekend, all these health blogs, hiking blogs, outdoor blogs, fitness blogs, you name it, were liking my post.  I had a ton of foot traffic from it all.  You health nuts sure know how to ban together on the Internet.

Two weeks later, my next alphabet weekend is about consuming as much garbage as humanly possible in one weekend, to celebrate those guilty food pleasure we never get to eat.  And you know what…not one junk food, cooking, diabetic friendly blog liked that post.  Not one. It makes me wonder if junk food addicts are afraid to admit they’re junk food addicts, or if none of them blog.

So let’s see what kind of love I can get on this post.  If you consider yourself a tree-hugger, a hiker, a health food guru, a North Face wearing, Whole Food shopping, heart rate monitoring type of person who loves the outdoors, and working out, and being healthy, and you happened to stop by here because you searched “Healthy Hiking Addict”, then like this post and let me know.

Likewise, if you eat icing out of a can, find it strenuous when you have to be outside for 30 minutes, love sweatpants but hate sweat, and just generally love to eat fatty, high-sugar, deep fried, rolled in peanut butter and dipped in chocolate goodness, then like this post and also let me know.  (Even if it’s a secret love that no one knows about)

We’ll tally this up in a few days and look at the results.  Hikers, you’ve been loyal so far, don’t give up on me.  Junk fooders, you have some lost ground to make up for!!

Aaaaaaaaand GO!

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