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Smitten Picks…{my Nike+ Sportband}.

Simon has this habit of taking my achievements and making them sound much better than they actually are.  For instance:

I can type 70 wpm; he tells people I type 90 wpm.

I was the editor of skirt! Magazine in Raleigh, NC; he makes it sound like I was the editor of Elle Magazine in NYC.

And, my favorite (other than this one):

I ran cross country in high school (and I’m using the term “ran” loosely – I did well to finish, most of the time); he refers to me as a “cross country champion.”

I finished a couple of 5Ks in college, but I hadn’t run in years before last year, when I decided I’d take it up again.  Simon’s a pretty avid runner – he did the London Marathon in 2002 and continues to run about 20 miles a week – so I thought doing it too would be a good way for us to get some exercise and spend time together.  I haven’t quite built up to his 5-miles-in-40-minutes pace, but I’m working on it.

For Christmas, as a little incentive, Simon bought me this: (cue angels singing, “Ahhhhh!!!!!”)

The Nike+ Sportband.

There’s a little sensor you wear in your shoe, and the guy at the sporting goods store told Simon I could just put it under my insole instead of buying the special Nike+ running shoes.

He lied.

So for two months, I stared longingly at my Sportband, feeling a twinge of disappointment every time I dragged my lazy butt out into the English rain for another unenthusiastic run.

But then came my birthday, and this:

The Shoe Pouch.

Thanks to my brother-in-law, who bought me this little lady for my birthday, I could finally strap on my Sportband and get to running.

Two weeks ago, I attached the sensor to my shoe…

…and the band to my wrist…

…and ran.

When I got back, I felt like this:

(I didn’t realize until I took this photo that I was also wearing a Nike hoodie and a Nike headband…dork)

I plugged the black bit from the wrist band into my computer, and watched my run graphed out on the Nike website.

It tells me how far I ran, how long it took me, what my pace was, and how many calories I’ve burned.  Then it records all my runs and tells me how I can improve my times and distances.

Brilliant.

It’ll still be a while before I’ve caught up with Simon, but at least I’m accumulating the proper gear.

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What a girl wants

I only chose the title of this blog because I was watching a promo for the Rachael Ray show and the girl who plays Rachel Berry on Glee is going to be on tomorrow, and she was singing the Christina Aguilera hit…

Anyway.

What this girl wants is more of the same.  I feel like I’ve found myself again.  The old Faith is back.  Or is this a new Faith?  Either way, I like her.

She cooks dinner almost every night (from scratch!), and bakes sourdough bread and scones and gives them all away to anyone who happens to walk through the door.  She makes more jewelry and sews baby bibs for her pregnant friends.  She teaches four classes a week and laughs a lot, and watches the Rachael Ray show in the mornings.  She runs (2.5 miles now!) and goes for long bike rides, where she gets really sweaty but mostly likes the feeling of coasting down hills with the wind in her face.

I don’t think things will be just like they are right now for very much longer.  Life always goes like that, in seasons – in ebbs and flows.  But I’m just digging my toes into the sand while the tide’s out, and I’ll let it wash over me when it heads back this way.

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How did you find me?

It’s always interesting to see what people Googled that led them to my blog.

Currently:

great smitten (fair enough)

Pizza Hut chocolate dunkers

runner girl *

Michael Jackson died long time ago

Charlie Chaplin

Are these terms you’d use to identify me?  Yeah…me neither.

*As an update, it’s now October, and I can’t run 5 miles without dying.  Or, maybe I can, but I haven’t tried.  I can run 2 miles without dying, so I’m on my way.

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