Theme Song

Not that Marit’s “Pony” song isn’t a great one to run to (it turns out it is!), but the chorus from Fort Minor’s “Remember The Name” is the one my brain seems to have keyed into this week and will be repeating in my head as I get my race head on this weekend.

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

For whatever reason it resonates quite well with me when I think about racing.

In other news, I’m 32 today. I’m still not having any age-related freakouts (everyone I knew had one at 30 but I ran a marathon that day to celebrate instead). Maybe it’s because I feel like my life is only getting better each year? It is true though; especially since my mid-twenties, every year is a step closer to being the me I want to be, to the me that feels comfortable in her skin, and to the me that is happy just being me.

Try saying that 5 times fast.

In any event for your viewing pleasure, a retrospective look at the last 32 years!

Birth. This is what 27 hours of labor will do to you.

5 days old and already rolling my eyes at his jokes

The shaggy dog love came early

Will those 70s stripes be back in fashion one of these days?

Oy, the curly hair started early

So did the SciFi fan-dom

Look closely, Cat! Once upon a time, it wasn’t just about dogs!

Passing the black belt test while looking like the most intimidating midget out there

Too cool to acknowledge the awkwardness of adolescence.

Cleaning up at the graduation awards ceremony

The college years…crew team (yes, that is the same sweatshirt I am still seen wearing everywhere 15 years later)

Summer at home with the Cutest. Baby. Sister. Ever.

2nd half of college was also the sorority years. Don’t even ask me to try to remember what we were doing here.

College graduate – uh oh, what do you mean, “real world?”

About 4 years later started the dog years

Which inevitably led to the Jeff years

And the running years (crossing the finish line of my 1st 1/2 marathon)

And naturally progressed into the triathlon years (finished with my 1st tri)

I guess that means what comes next is the Ironyear!