I baked for a friend and it was good...

Can you believe it? I'm still amazed every time I make something and the recipient says they liked it. I made these:

<a href="http://happyherbivore.com/recipe/the-famous-carrot-cake-cupcakes/" target="_self" title="Best ever says Alicia " style="font-size:16;color:black;font-family:;text-decoration:none;">Happy herbivore carrot cake</a>

I am not sure why my HTML links aren't working anymore (I think blogger hates me) so copy and paste here (trust me its worth the effort

http://happyherbivore.com/recipe/the-famous-carrot-cake-cupcakes/

And they even looked decent

It was Alicia's birthday and I really wanted to do something special for her. She's such a sweet sweet and special soul.

And that is seriously all I've done for days :-( I am sick and my body just isn't up for much. There's been no gym, no running, no walking the poodle (poor baby) nothing but sitting on the couch and being a first class sloth!

So my advice - if a sloth can make these and have everyone say they are the best cupcakes they've ever eaten so can you... Go make them!

What are you up to? Can I live vicariously through you?

Past experience

Since I've been quiet a while (I swear my brain is on super slow motion lately) I thought I'd try some pre thought ideas so I googled "daily blog prompts" and it brought me to the one minute writer - yeah I think that's just my speed!

<B>What kinds of experiences have you had in hospitals, either good or bad?</b> 

well I've certainly had my fair share of hospital experiences some where I've made some great friends - spending weeks with people makes for truly knowing them and you'll either really like each other, or not!

For the most part my hospital (and by hospital i mean either residential or psych ward 8-O) experience has been ok other than the whole lack of control thing I can manage to get through it. The only time I *still* have nightmares about was the first time I had a feeding tube put in. The woman who did it (side note she still scares the crap out of me and every time I see her I lose my legs) was just not kind. But the nurse with her came back later to see if I was okay which was nice.

<a href="http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com" target="_self" title="" style="font-size:16;color:black;font-family:;text-decoration:none;">Prompt found here</a>

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<b>have you been in the hospital? Tell me about it (its supposed to only take a minute)

On running and such

Last night I ran a race. I know weird huh? A race on a Tuesday night but there it was.

I'm sick and have been for a few days, and I wouldn't have run this race if it wasn't the third in a series and the three races together made up a whole medal (quite cool really but it sucks when you're not feeling good).

Anyway I left the house telling the hubs I didn't know if I was walking or running - either way I didn't feel good but there were benefits to both, I was pretty sure if I walked I wouldn't puke (sorry for the tmi) but it would take me forever and I would just be out there feeling crappy for 3 long miles. 

Well I got there and to make a long story quasi short I decided to run - just to get it over with. I stepped in behind a man who looked like he was in pretty good shape but not a speed demon and figured he'd pace me without even knowing it. And he did! For the first mile and a half ~ then he stopped to walk I was like wtf buddy you're my pacer but I just trudged ahead. I ran without music (I have a headache so noise is bothering my ears) and in sun glasses (light is hurting my eyes) and I just ran. This wasn't a omg I love to run type of run it was a lets get it done run. As I hit 2.6 miles I was passing a nice guy who cheered me on with a go get it girl! Seriously if I wasn't sick I think I'd have turned around and hugged him! I finished the 5k, grabbed my medal and t and walked back to my car (seriously didn't stop for any of the cool post race stuff they had - though I think I'll join this whole series next year) and drove home. At a stop light I stopped to look at my run keeper app to realize that I just had a 70 second pr. Pretty cool huh? Now I wish I had at least enjoyed it!

When was the last time you PR'd? And have you ever had a weeknight race? This was a first for me - it was a makeup race for one that got snowed out in February!