TriAya (Yanti) and lmscozz (Lynn), Manatee Mentors--FULL! (Page 58)

Goats make cheese? COOOOOL!

How much iron's goat meat got?

I am not sure how much iron. The goat did not like that question. And yes, goat cheese is delicious (best made by the goat and spread on toasted bread with homemade tomato sauce...served warm).

oh i'll eat goat cheese in bites from the roll

speaking of which

if goats make cheese, how do they get it into those neat little packages and rolls with their hooves?

Their kids do the packing for them and use their horns actually.  Yes, I know such a random fact

I was thinking the same thing Allison but our time will come soon enough hopefully!

I joined another mentor group for half ironman training support.  It's a good thing these online groups don't require weekly meetings or I'd be terribly over scheduled. 

I think my life is one giant Ponzi scheme of scheduling, where the ultimate loss is sustained in hours of sleep.

Now THAT is a sig-worthy quote.

bt gods: and why, yanti, should we listen to you?

yanti: i'm in allison's sig line (sticking out tongue)

bt gods: oh my. our profuse apologies for even questioning you. proceed. your word is oath.

I love you too Yanti.

Just dropping in to check on my fellow manatees.  Hope everyone is well.  I just got caught up on the posts...y'all keep my laughing!

From my training log...I'm on quite a roll tonight...

OK, really?  REALLY?  Rode the trainer last night for 55 minutes, 30 of it at RPM 100+, Z1.  Felt great.  Did my thing last night.  When I woke up this morning, my right foot was incredibly tender...middle of the ball of the foot.  This is something I had for a short time last fall before the Chicago Marathon.  Went to a podiatrist, got fixed up, kept running, well we know the rest.  I really couldn't walk.

So took some ibuprofen, got DD to school, been wearing my running shoes around the house.  Felt better.  Took HOTGREEN to the LBS to get the front derailleur un-fcuked.  Chatted up the boys, looked at some shoes with a wider toe box (think that's what's causing the pain and numbness).  Gone for 45 minutes.  Came home to a completely destroyed garage door.  Some couldn't handle his machine and hit the door.  And then ran.  Yep, my house was the victim of a hit and run.  

DH had to get to work (ER doctors can't take sick days...yes the irony is delicious...or would be if it wasn't, you know, directed at my family), baby woke up from his nap and was wailing away in his crib, DD is at school with nobody to pick her up, the garage is unusable, there's no street parking in my 'hood, the cops won't come (not that they could do anything anyway), and Sears will send someone out Monday and IF they have a replacement door in stock, they will be able to get it done in 4-5 days.   

Really?  Really?  So I took a chance, did a quick google for emergency garage door replacement, and, whoa, got one.  Called, and whoa, they'll be there within an hour!  Guy shows up and is a cool wave of garage door replacing calm.  Even reasonably priced.  HE EVEN HAS A PUG!  When he came in to get his check, we bonded over useless, yet entertaining lap dogs.  The cops show up and do some shoddy detective work, determine that I must have damaged the door, by, you know, using it (hey, pay no attention to the white paint scrapes in the fender shaped dent in my garage door).  Honestly, I get it, they've got much bigger problems, and I was mostly amused, but gaw, what a waste of time.  They shouldn't have bothered.

So THANK YOU, "Mr. Iced Over Alley Driving Too Fast for My Capabilities Man."  I appreciate the power tap sized bill that you decided to saddle me with.  I hope your pubic hair is infested with the fleas of a thousand camels.

And my foot still hurts.  I am certain there is an ice pick in there somewhere.

But, in order not to be an ungrateful a-hole, I will list what I am eternally grateful for:

1.  USS MOMRIDE was not in the garage at the time of impact.  That thing barely fits in our tiny urban garage, and would certainly have been damaged.  Probably for roughly the same amount I will spend at the LBS to get HOTGREEN fixed.  Oh who am I kidding, probably less.
2.  No human being was injured.  That's serious, and why Chicago drivers need to get off the caffeine and calm down.
3.  Despite the fact that I live in a densely area populated with jacked up drivers texting, talking, smoking, and otherwise ignoring the task at hand, I also live in a densely populated area with emergency garage door repairmen who love pugs and are prompt, kind, reasonably priced, and willing to work their arses off on -20 degree windchill days.
4.  Katherine's classmates have kind, generous parents who will pick a kid up and drop her off at home when her mother is in full meltdown mode.  Note to self...send that nice family a gift certificate for some ice cream or something.
5. CQ will wail for a while in the crib, and then takes a fatalist attitude and occupies himself with throwing crap on the floor and counting everything he can lay his eyes on.  Seriously, he can go on for ever.
6.  DH has a good job that he needs to get to, and I am home to take care of awful things like this that can pop up.  Really, I am a big girl and got it all taken care of, so what's with the and moaning, Q.  GET A GRIP!
7.  This assault against my decency as a human being spurred me to write...and I need to write more.
8.  Not like I missed a key long run or ride for this silliness, the season hasn't even started yet.

So, in summary, WAH.  Thanks for reading.  Q

Q

bwah ha ha ha ha

Is it bad that I'm laughing so hard that, well, I'm shedding tears for you too? No, really I am?

You are a delight to me always.

{{{MELON PRESS}}}

I *looOOOOooooVe* your gratitude list.

Q

bwah ha ha ha ha

Is it bad that I'm laughing so hard that, well, I'm shedding tears for you too? No, really I am?

You are a delight to me always.

{{{MELON PRESS}}}

I *looOOOOooooVe* your gratitude list.

I am back from O-Town.  Ran my azz off (sort of) and lost 2 lbs while pounding food and drinking a beer or three every night.  Check my log.

This made me go "hm".  Not a "hmmmm" like what your brain does when you read a book title like "The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters" or "The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night".  Just "hm", like the sound your brain makes when you open a drawer in your kitchen and find that someone put a spoon in with the knives.

So Mike, thanks for dropping by and sharing.  If you'll also share a beer with me I'll give you directions back out of this thread which I believe you unintentionally stumbled into.  Although if you'll share your beer with everyone I can't imagine anyone would mind if you stuck around.  Even if you are a spoon.

Um, hi MIke!

Q, so sorry for your hit and run, but I, too, am grateful that it inspired you to write more.

The good news for me:  I started up with strength training again, and I've lost a total of 22 pounds so far.  That includes re-losing the 15 that I lost last year and then put back on and then some over the summer.  

The bad news:  I am supposed to run a half marathon this weekend and I am waaaay undertrained.  Haven't gotten enough miles in.  My longest training run is 7.  Um, ooops.  Also, I have bronchitis, doc told me today.

The good news: I did ride for 4 hours last Saturday (on a spin bike, for a YMCA fundraiser), so I think I have  the cardio under my belt to get it done.  Also?  Was given sterioids for my bronchitis.  I hear that will make me invincible.

So there's my update.  How is everyone else doing?  It's been awfully quiet round these parts... 

Yay on the weight loss!  Boo on the bronchitis.

Also, do NOT try to go run a half marathon this weekend.  You said yourself that you're undertrained AND AND AND AND AND you have bronchitis!

Do not try to train and/or race while you have an infection in your lungs.  Bad juju.  The it'll-turn-into-pneumonia-and-you'll-end-up-in-the-hospital kind of juju.  Please do not do this race.  I tried to push through the flu once and it turned into bronchitis which I tried to push through and ended up with pneumonia which finally knocked me on my @ss (where I belonged anyway) and I couldn't even go to work for two weeks.

I'm no doctor (though I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night), just a fool who's learned her lesson.  At least that one.

CONGRATULATIONS!!!

I'm with Allison, also from personal experience. Do NOT run, walk, waddle, or even amble the half-mary.

Unless you're okay with possibly spending the next 6 months recovering and having permanent lung issues ...

So glad to come back and see some of the Manatees are still here

I am here too...finally.  Congrats on the weight loss...that's awesome!

Baby will be arriving soon   She is due to make an appearance on March 5th. We went to the dr. on Monday but there was no ETA so who knows when she will decide to pop out although I know DW wishes it was today haha.

Mini RyRyette awaits behind the curtains for her grand entrance into the world! We can't wait! Apparently neither can Mrs. RyRy

sooooo ... when ya gonna spill the beans on a name ... ahem, toodle-toodle ... whistle ...

I think Baby RyRy B-ledge shall arrive on 3-2-11...that's just a cool date to call your b-day forever  Good luck with everything Ryan.  Cherish every second, because it all goes by in a flash.  Can't wait to see a photo of the newest little Manatee

Thank you both very much!  Does your bday happen to be on 3/2??
Hmmm names...I suppose I can give a hint.  Will that help you?

It claims to be of British origin and it's nothing too unusual (most people would hopefully be able to spell it but then again you never know since people have trouble with mine).  That narrows it down a lot right?