a barbie moment

i just ran twelve miles this morning. twelve miles of hills. ugh. i honestly wonder what possessed me to think it was going to be a piece of cake, considering that i hadn't run a single mile in the past two weeks (maybe it was because i managed to run eleven miles comfortably the last time i ran?). but i knew that if i ran on my own instead of with my usual running buddy, i'd probably wimp out somewhere along the way and end up running a fraction of what i needed to do. like a measly two miles. (and considering that the disneyland half marathon is only six weekends from now, i really need to get serious about my training if i want to post a respectable time.)

so now i sit here, seemingly brain-dead. i can't think clearly. i can't talk coherently. i know i have to take a yoga class today, but just the thought of checking yoga schedules is mentally exhausting right now. in other words, i'm having a barbie moment.

speaking of barbie moments, yogabeans finally has a new post, this time featuring spiderman showing barbie, a yoga newbie, how to do parsvottanasana (intense side stretch pose). it reminded me of a certain yoga teacher who only seems to adjust the gorgeous young blondes in class (and for you westside yoga aficionados, you probably know who i'm talking about)...

... and no, i'm not bitter that he ignores me because i'm middle-aged, brunette, and don't have an ounce of silicone in my body...

it's time for me to hit the showers. and if i find the energy later this afternoon, i think i'll take a nice restorative yoga class so i can get what i desperately need -- rest!