Saschathon: My feet have every reason to hurt

...Because I've been walking around non-stop in unsupported sandals for the past two days and I get to do more tomorow. Not that I'm complaining, it comes with the job, but as I said, my feet have every reason to hurt.

I should also mention, while I'm at it, that after walking around the mall for eight hours and lugging around huge shopping bags of stuff (that I have to give back!...boo...), Brent came to pick me up and we went to our ballroom class, during which time my swollen, pulsating feet were forced in to 2 inches of death and agony for about two hours. Not to mention, the instructors of our class have taken special interest in our ability to pick up and adapt to ballroom fairly quickly. At first they kept saying, "it's good to be young," but yesterday, I think they realized that Brent and I never practice during the week and yet we seem to keep up with everyone else. We finally started getting the "have you danced before?" and "you must be a dancer." Although I would have been very happy to hear that any other day, yesterday it meant that my feet had not rest and since we've been getting technical corrections (body placement, foot position, etc.) I've been having a workout in my retiree community ballroom class. Brent just rolled his eyes and tried to stay patient with me while I complained and whined when our instructor wasn't looking. It was mostly about my feet and how they were in pain. I guess I should have been more sensitive since his arm was hurting from his tattoo session yesterday. We may have been the youngest, be we were probably the stiffest couple in that class. No wonder we were getting special attention. It wasn't because of our dancing ability, it was probably because we were so pathetic looking. Ah, well.

Today, I decided that I was going to go for a run because a whole day for walking around at the mall again would have been too easy. I picked up my sister from school, helped her with her homework and went for a walk to the park with her while I listened to music and tried to exercise. I said try because it's impossible to do with a six-year old who just wanted to go to the park and play...and not walk all the way there. By the time we got back home, she was in such a bad mood (from having to walk) that I dropped her off with Junior and then took off to get serious. I'm not sure how long I actually ran for but I am proud to say that my body (and stamina) has been adjusting to my 2010 workout marathon plan. I was surprisingly untired although I ran up the hill and down and then back up again. I'm sure my shins will rebel tonight or tomorrow. Maybe I'll go for a pedi and ask for a massage tomorrow night if the photoshoot doesn't go past 5pm.

Oh, and how could I forget to mention? I got to eat at Wolfgang's Steakhouse for lunch today! It was delicious. They were doing a $10 burger combo deal and we got a choice of regular buger or cheeseburger and it came with steak fries, onion rings and a drink. And since it was Wolfgang's, they had bombtastic burgers and manfries. They make McDonald's and all the other fast food fries look like wimps. They even made other gourmet fries look like fast food. It was almost embarrassing to look at these fries because they were just that handsome. And don't even get me started on the onion rings...mmhmm! Yeah, I highly suggest going to Wolfgang's for lunch if you don't happen to be a vegetarian. If you are, go for the fries, or at least go stare at them through the windows. Actually, don't, that's pretty creepy. Go Wolfgang's.

The thing's I saw and the people I met at the mall:

Meet Running guru #3. His name is Ken and he over heard our (Sey and me) convo about running. Turns out he used to be a runner and he had ran the Honolulu Marathon when he was in high school. He said "it changes your life and the way you think about things. Once you've finished the marathon you feel like if you put your mind to it, you really can do anything...All you need is three months to train: the first month is getting used to it, the second month is to get used to distance and the last month you ease out of it. You shouldn't over exert yourself in the last two weeks. Don't worry, I know you'll be able to do it. Nothing is impossible. Anything is possible if you train for it."
And with his words of wisdom, I realized, this was a sign...I have to do the marathon. I met 2 gurus named Ken and they both said the same thing, they both looked like gurus (long hippie hair) and they both have a positive mellow energy. I don't know what the last part has to do with it, but it seemed to make complete sense to me. So, thank you Ken-san and Dreadlock Ken. I will do the marathon.

This is my pretty friend, Erica. She's a model and she's bad-ass. She currently works at the mall but she also works as a make-up artist, stylist, a mother and well, model. Her hair looks like this one way,