I don't take a shower immediately after I complete a run. I think it's because I fear I might accidentally drown by attempting to gulp air but only getting water.
-mrp-
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Thursday, August 30, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
Hmmm...
This morning I was thinking about art.. well, more or less.
I was designing a t-shirt in my head and thinking that I could make it for so-and-so, and I like the idea, but I couldn't actually sell/make money from it because of the likeness to a certain Disney character....
But then I thought... damn, tattoos do it all the time: make money from Disney characters/trademarked logo's, etc... what's the difference? Each artists sells his/her work on a canvas of sorts, each artist creates it with their own hand, each get's paid for the end results. So why do tattoo artists get to tattoo trade marked characters and other artists don't?
Hmm....
I think the world might be a better more creative place if tattoo artists weren't allowed to tattoo trademark characters on their clients.
But I suppose that's another conversation in general.
-mrp-
I was designing a t-shirt in my head and thinking that I could make it for so-and-so, and I like the idea, but I couldn't actually sell/make money from it because of the likeness to a certain Disney character....
But then I thought... damn, tattoos do it all the time: make money from Disney characters/trademarked logo's, etc... what's the difference? Each artists sells his/her work on a canvas of sorts, each artist creates it with their own hand, each get's paid for the end results. So why do tattoo artists get to tattoo trade marked characters and other artists don't?
Hmm....
I think the world might be a better more creative place if tattoo artists weren't allowed to tattoo trademark characters on their clients.
But I suppose that's another conversation in general.
-mrp-
Monday, August 20, 2012
Potatoes...
"Do you have potatoes in your ears? How many times do I have to say it!?!?"
No, who would have potatoes in their ear? What a ridiculous phrase.
My mother use to say this to us, exasperated from repeating whatever it was two or three... or [God-forbid], four times. But every time, it sounded completely absurd.
I have been watching my niece and nephew this summer (9 and 12). And throughout the summer there are certain things that I've been noticing about myself. Most recently, for example, the kids have been saying "what?" and "huh?", what seems like constantly..... And my response (after grinding my teeth and taking a breath to not be as annoyed) was, "you need to clear out the potatoes out of your ears!" .... Ridiculous.
So a few weeks ago the question/prompt was to talk about one way you are like your mother (my question actually). Jenkins and I both agreed we could write a book about this, and picking one was a bit of a challenge. But I think really, every day I am realizing more and more ways I am like my mom.
Besides the potatoes, there are quite a few embarrassing ways that I'm like my mother. For example, we both like stuff, and coupons. And because of that, clutter is a constant battle to keep at bay. We also always have a to-do list as long as our arms, which we have a problem focusing our efforts on to check things off the list. We also are pretty good at loosing track of time/being late for things because we thought maybe we could get one more thing into the time before we were meant to be somewhere.
But there are pretty awesome ways I'm like my mom too. We both have dreams of all the things we want to do some day [go back to Europe, hike/camp certain places, etc], we like to volunteer to make the world a better place and to love people in ways the world doesn't always. We like to talk. We, for the most part, don't care what the world does think about us [see my mom's crazy cowboy hat that she wears EVERYWHERE], we both have a bachelors degree, and we both like dressing up in general :).
My mom has always been so supportive of me, of my adventuring, of my not exactly job-secure degree choice, of my moving to other states, and the list goes on.
My mom's a bad ass. I hope to someday achieve her bad-ass-ness [smile].
-maike rinaye-
No, who would have potatoes in their ear? What a ridiculous phrase.
My mother use to say this to us, exasperated from repeating whatever it was two or three... or [God-forbid], four times. But every time, it sounded completely absurd.
I have been watching my niece and nephew this summer (9 and 12). And throughout the summer there are certain things that I've been noticing about myself. Most recently, for example, the kids have been saying "what?" and "huh?", what seems like constantly..... And my response (after grinding my teeth and taking a breath to not be as annoyed) was, "you need to clear out the potatoes out of your ears!" .... Ridiculous.
So a few weeks ago the question/prompt was to talk about one way you are like your mother (my question actually). Jenkins and I both agreed we could write a book about this, and picking one was a bit of a challenge. But I think really, every day I am realizing more and more ways I am like my mom.
Besides the potatoes, there are quite a few embarrassing ways that I'm like my mother. For example, we both like stuff, and coupons. And because of that, clutter is a constant battle to keep at bay. We also always have a to-do list as long as our arms, which we have a problem focusing our efforts on to check things off the list. We also are pretty good at loosing track of time/being late for things because we thought maybe we could get one more thing into the time before we were meant to be somewhere.
But there are pretty awesome ways I'm like my mom too. We both have dreams of all the things we want to do some day [go back to Europe, hike/camp certain places, etc], we like to volunteer to make the world a better place and to love people in ways the world doesn't always. We like to talk. We, for the most part, don't care what the world does think about us [see my mom's crazy cowboy hat that she wears EVERYWHERE], we both have a bachelors degree, and we both like dressing up in general :).
My mom has always been so supportive of me, of my adventuring, of my not exactly job-secure degree choice, of my moving to other states, and the list goes on.
My mom's a bad ass. I hope to someday achieve her bad-ass-ness [smile].
-maike rinaye-
Oh, I also look like my mom, I think I might have failed to mention that part of likeness :)
better
In 8th grade they made us run the mile.... and timed us.... I KNOW I walked for a lot [if not most] of it, but I have no idea what my time was [unfortunately]. I'm pretty sure it wasn't pretty.
This morning I ran the mile in 12 minutes.
Not awesome, I realize this... BUT, I ran it all... one total mile :). Someday I'll actually run like, on a track and see what kind of time, when I push myself, I can do the mile in [hopefully less than 10 minutes].
But, I believe I'm more fit now than when I was in 8th grade.
Go me.
-maike rinaye-
This morning I ran the mile in 12 minutes.
Not awesome, I realize this... BUT, I ran it all... one total mile :). Someday I'll actually run like, on a track and see what kind of time, when I push myself, I can do the mile in [hopefully less than 10 minutes].
But, I believe I'm more fit now than when I was in 8th grade.
Go me.
-maike rinaye-
Sunday, August 12, 2012
darn...
So, while running in California this week, I have figured out that there is only about half my rout that I can get Pandora on (we're a little bit out in bfe).... so now I'm trying to make the decision of Pandora for half my run, or Christmas music that's already loaded on my phone...
Decisions decisions...
-mrp-
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Saturday, August 04, 2012
day 2
Day 2 of running = successful.
I ran for 10 MIN, walked 5 MIN then ran 10 MIN and walked 5.... the gym I go to has individual tvs and when I was walking my final 5 MIN out, the Olympic runners started their run.
It was enough to get me to run another 10 MIN.
So, all together, 45 MIN on the treadmill and just over 3 miles all together.
All that to say, I think I'm signing up for the RAD run... :).
-mrp-
Ps: I have more thoughts on running, but I'll save them for another entry.
I ran for 10 MIN, walked 5 MIN then ran 10 MIN and walked 5.... the gym I go to has individual tvs and when I was walking my final 5 MIN out, the Olympic runners started their run.
It was enough to get me to run another 10 MIN.
So, all together, 45 MIN on the treadmill and just over 3 miles all together.
All that to say, I think I'm signing up for the RAD run... :).
-mrp-
Ps: I have more thoughts on running, but I'll save them for another entry.
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