Wow, it's been January since my last post...such a slacker.
Updates: January - moved to Cary. February - not much. March - Shamrock half, paced Umstead 100 miler. April - not much. May - Warrior Dash, GA trip, TNT fall season started, Dad's 60th bday. June- Dad retired. July - not much. August - TNT winter season started. September - VA Beach RNR half, Patriots Tri, Mom & Dad's 30th anniversary. October - not much. November - present day. So, now you're caught up. Not enough detail? Too bad.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
I’m on my feet I’m on the floor I’m good to go.
I like to run…A LOT
I go barefoot every chance I get
I think pathologists slip in ink blots during tumor board just to test us
I’m addicted to diet mountain dew and coffee
I do happy dances on a regular basis
I love what I do for a living
I smile a lot
I occasionally wear black nail polish just for the hell of it
I live for the moment but only for a nano second because my OCD takes over
I’m pessimistically optimistic
I look up to my brother, both literally and figuratively
My parents are my heroes
My friends know how crazy I am and still love me
I’m conservatively liberal
I celebrate an ANC = 1500 and “no evidence of metastatic disease” and “stable”
I’m clumsy…really clumsy
I second guess myself ALL the time
I’m an adrenaline junkie
I surf on luggage carts
I dance when no one is watching…or least when I think no one is watching
I think microbiology is cool
I love brussel sprouts and spinach
I love to cook
I have blonde moments on a regular basis
My happy place is the beach
I thrive off of sunshine
I can’t sing but insist on singing loudly in the car
I love red wine…and tequila…not together
I have a “Top 25 Goals in Life” list
I would rather play sports than watch them
My middle name is Ambler…yes there is an “L” is there and no it is not misspelled
I like to people watch
I never watch TV shows when they’re actually on...only days later online
I am my Mother’s daughter
I love musicals…and will randomly belt songs out
I am a firm believe that everything happens for a reason
I like to spend Friday nights vegging on the couch only to go running at 7am on Saturday mornings
I hate trust issues
I love running marathons and half marathons
I am inspired by the people who participate with Team in Training
I think Fridays should be celebrated with margaritas
I love to sit at coffee shops and catch up with friends
I am constantly looking for my next challenge
My mom is one of my best friends
I love living in North Carolina
I am mesmerized by the beach, there’s nothing like the water and the sand
I am chronically indecisive
I cannot sit still
I am a beach bum at heart
I am impatient, but am laidback
I love sunrises and sunsets
I believe in miracles, but am hopelessly realistic
I think scars are battle wounds…big and small
I hate wearing makeup
I wish I could live in jeans and t-shirts
I love scary movies
I like antique American cars…and German cars
I can sit all day and listen to my Dad play the piano
I love the color blue
I become silly putty around golden retrievers
I love hugs
I can care less about the outside world when I am cooking with my Mom
I keep all of my race bibs
My middle name is Ambler…yes there is an “L” is there and no it is not misspelled
I believe you can learn something from everyone
I become nostalgic with the smell of salt marsh
I’m perfectly imperfect
I go barefoot every chance I get
I think pathologists slip in ink blots during tumor board just to test us
I’m addicted to diet mountain dew and coffee
I do happy dances on a regular basis
I love what I do for a living
I smile a lot
I occasionally wear black nail polish just for the hell of it
I live for the moment but only for a nano second because my OCD takes over
I’m pessimistically optimistic
I look up to my brother, both literally and figuratively
My parents are my heroes
My friends know how crazy I am and still love me
I’m conservatively liberal
I celebrate an ANC = 1500 and “no evidence of metastatic disease” and “stable”
I’m clumsy…really clumsy
I second guess myself ALL the time
I’m an adrenaline junkie
I surf on luggage carts
I dance when no one is watching…or least when I think no one is watching
I think microbiology is cool
I love brussel sprouts and spinach
I love to cook
I have blonde moments on a regular basis
My happy place is the beach
I thrive off of sunshine
I can’t sing but insist on singing loudly in the car
I love red wine…and tequila…not together
I have a “Top 25 Goals in Life” list
I would rather play sports than watch them
My middle name is Ambler…yes there is an “L” is there and no it is not misspelled
I like to people watch
I never watch TV shows when they’re actually on...only days later online
I am my Mother’s daughter
I love musicals…and will randomly belt songs out
I am a firm believe that everything happens for a reason
I like to spend Friday nights vegging on the couch only to go running at 7am on Saturday mornings
I hate trust issues
I love running marathons and half marathons
I am inspired by the people who participate with Team in Training
I think Fridays should be celebrated with margaritas
I love to sit at coffee shops and catch up with friends
I am constantly looking for my next challenge
My mom is one of my best friends
I love living in North Carolina
I am mesmerized by the beach, there’s nothing like the water and the sand
I am chronically indecisive
I cannot sit still
I am a beach bum at heart
I am impatient, but am laidback
I love sunrises and sunsets
I believe in miracles, but am hopelessly realistic
I think scars are battle wounds…big and small
I hate wearing makeup
I wish I could live in jeans and t-shirts
I love scary movies
I like antique American cars…and German cars
I can sit all day and listen to my Dad play the piano
I love the color blue
I become silly putty around golden retrievers
I love hugs
I can care less about the outside world when I am cooking with my Mom
I keep all of my race bibs
My middle name is Ambler…yes there is an “L” is there and no it is not misspelled
I believe you can learn something from everyone
I become nostalgic with the smell of salt marsh
I’m perfectly imperfect
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