The Challenge Game

According to comedian Dane Cook, women like to play what he refers to as "the challenge game," with our partners. The challenge game begins with a woman saying, "What would you do if..." and then we fill in the blanks with some absurd statement like "I took all of your baseball cards and sold them on ebay in order to buy new high heels?"

Oh Dane Cook. That might be one version of "the challenge game" but it definitely isn't the only version. In the Nuss household, "the challenge game" goes a little bit like this...

Kayla- "Do you think I should wear this dress?" (I really don't want his opinion...I'm challenging him).

Hubby- "If you don't want to wear that dress, then don't wear it." (Deflection of my challenge).

Kayla- "Are you saying this looks bad on me?" (I turn up the heat...let's see what happens).

Hubby- "Uh...(stutter stutter, sweat, wipe brow)...no babe, I think the dress looks fine but if you want to wear something else, then wear something else" (A noble attempt).

Kayla- "FINE?? You think I look FINE? " (Going for the win)

Hubby- "No, I mean, you look hot, great, good, perfect...??" (Thinks he's out of the woods).

Kayla- "Well, I don't want to wear this. Wait for me while I change." (I win!)

Hubby- *turns on ESPN, opens beer, pets dog, licks his wounds, waits for it to begin again*

And that, my friends, is the Nuss Edition of THE CHALLENGE GAME, not available in stores.

Before and After

So- this isn't a Biggest Loser style blog post where I show you pictures of myself before and after losing weight. Oh no no. This post is about what happens BEFORE you run 13.1 miles and the AFTER you run 13.1 miles.

Before- apply sunscreen
After- have sunscreen and sweat burning your eyeballs

Before- put a blister shield on big toe
After- develop blister next to the blister shield

Before- trot effortlessly to the starting line
After- limp painfully to the car

Before- eat a blueberry breakfast bar
After- eat everything in sight because you're starving

Before- stand smiling in a new running outfit (see picture)
After- sit grimacing in an ice bath (see picture)

So- running 13.1 miles is no picnic but I wouldn't have it any other way!

Locked In...To What Exactly?

I am kind of embarrassed to admit that I follow P. Diddy on Twitter. Every post (or "tweet"- see, I'm still cool!) he makes has to do with being "locked in." So, I'm wondering...is P. Diddy trapped in some closet (no, wait, that was R. Kelly) and he's trying to send his Twitter fans pleas for help?? I'm so confused.

What i THINK he means is that he's committed to something. So, in that case, I'm LOCKED IN too! On Tuesday, I said I was going to commit to doing Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred three days per week. Today, I was SO tired, and SO close to throwing in the towel (I know, on the second day of my "challenge". Great.) but, I did it. AND, I even did every one of my least favorite move, the lateral raise with a side lunge. Ugh, just typing it makes me cringe. So, at least for now, I am LOCKED IN- please don't send to police, though.

I Think My Identity Was Stolen By A Mariner's Fan

About five minutes ago, I signed into my hotmail (aka my spam depository) and saw an email with this subject line:

"The Stars Are Aligned: The Red Sox, GIants, and Angels are Coming to Safeco Field" and it was from Mariners.com.

So, I've definitely gotten weird email before but this was a NEWSLETTER. So, I said to hubby, "I don't even know a single guy on the Mariner's team." To which he said, "You know Ken Griffey Jr." And I said, "Oh yeah, and I know that other guy." He said, "That other guy? You mean Ichiro? The guy who's just about the best player in baseball? That guy?"

SO- I'm just saying that the Seattle Mariners should be embarrassed that I, of all people, am on a list of supposed "Mariners fans". They should be paying people to keep clueless people like me OFF of their list.

On a final note- if I stole someone's identity, I'm not sure that the first thing I'd do would be to sign up for an MLB newsletter. But that's just me...

Getting Shredded!

I....have...not...blogged...since...September!!! You've got to be kidding me. Well, I'm back, and better than ever!

First, the woman who attacked my friend and I downtown SF is in a mental hospital. The Good: She's getting help if she needs it. The Bad: I've never had an opportunity to tell a judge what happened to me. The Ugly: I had to call the District Attorney several times before I learned that she was moved to a hospital. So much for victim's rights!!

Second- I'm training for, not one, but TWO marathons. It's honestly been crazy fun! I joined a training group and we do long runs every Saturday together. Last Saturday, we ran ELEVEN miles! The Good: I RAN ELEVEN MILES. The Bad: I still have 15 miles to go. The Ugly: I STILL HAVE FIFTEEN MILES TO RUN!! Yikes! What's really cool is that I will run one marathon in July, while I'm still 30, and the second marathon in October, when I've turned 31. So, I can say I've run a marathon every year in my 30s! Yay!

I've also decided to try my own version of Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred Challenge. I don't think it's realistic for me to do this DVD every day for 30 days due to the marathon training schedule. What I will try to do is do this DVD three times per week. There you have it- today is officially Day 1. Let's go!