<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505</id><updated>2011-09-17T07:57:46.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Mess</title><subtitle type='html'>That's what she said...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-2677918622601613605</id><published>2011-03-03T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:33:19.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK AT IT</title><content type='html'>Always late but worth the wait...one of my many life mottos. I laced up the sneaks today for a nice little 3 mile jaunt. Holy hell was I struggling after only half a mile. Guess the smoking and slacking I've been doing since the last race finally caught up with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out a new supplement because I'm a total Wussie and need the quasi-crack cocaine boost. I usually drink BlackPowder and love it. But my big bro swears by Jack3d. Good stuff. Tastes like 10 day old elephant urine and I gag the whole time drinking it, but I was really liking the energy boost. Apparently it's supposed to help your muscles recover faster too. Guess we'll see if I can walk down stairs in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running the Eugene half marathon on May 1st. Not. At. All. Prepared. I'm really hopping to get a better time than the last half, but that means really kicking it in the butt these next 2 months. I'm also going to run the Rock and Roll half marathon in Seattle for the 3rd time this year. Also training for the Portland full marathon in October. I said 2011 was going to be the year of running so game on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my new career as a hair dresser on the 10th. So back to having no days off again between Phaze 2 and Bobs. Not too worried since I like money so much. I might have to give up the little pathetic social life I've been holding onto with a Kung Fu grip in order to get more running in. Not that I'm afraid of a little hard work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...game on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-2677918622601613605?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2677918622601613605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=2677918622601613605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2677918622601613605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2677918622601613605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-at-it.html' title='BACK AT IT'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1658102420428313289</id><published>2010-04-07T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:41:37.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET RELEASE!</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it. I signed up for the Rock and Roll half marathon in Seattle again this year! Needless to say...my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt; is lagging behind! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fairhaven&lt;/span&gt; today to run some hills. That should be entertaining for anyone on the trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at that 30 year-old-wanna-be-runner crawling up that hill!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you call that a hill, more like a slight incline!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear their laughter loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pay them no mind, and continue crawling/dying up the hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1658102420428313289?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1658102420428313289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1658102420428313289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1658102420428313289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1658102420428313289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-release.html' title='SWEET RELEASE!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-8825080343392366802</id><published>2010-02-05T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:11:40.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUNCHING BABIES</title><content type='html'>Seriously...I would punch a baby for a soda right now! UGH!! Stupid goals, and stupid friends, and stupid February! I have gotten a headache every day since the first! HOLY HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;, I will feel better very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I down a soda, or main-line some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heroin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sleeping better since I don't rinse my mouth after brushing my teeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; with Mt. Dew. Or wake up and crack a cold one...or warm one...I'm not picky! I'm sure I will get over the cravings, and the itching and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hallucinations&lt;/span&gt; will stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-8825080343392366802?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/8825080343392366802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=8825080343392366802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8825080343392366802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8825080343392366802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2010/02/punching-babies.html' title='PUNCHING BABIES'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7921295901719458941</id><published>2010-02-01T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:26:59.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS, GOALS, GOALS</title><content type='html'>So, a few super sweet friends of mine have started a fun little challenge for the year 2010. I'm a little behind, so I'm starting mine in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. They make a new goal for themselves each month, and basically give something up for a whole month. My friend Erin wasn't allowed to buy herself any clothes for the month of January. Shocking...I know! So I'm jumping on her band wagon and along with our friend Bananas, we are giving up soda and desserts for the month of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a HUGE headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate coffee, so soda is really the only place I get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt;. I drink, on average, at least 3 Mt. Dew's a day! Today was rough! I had my morning Mate' Latte from Woods, and that is loaded with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt;, so I was pretty good, until like 2. Got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Excedrin&lt;/span&gt; for my headache with has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; in it, so I'm pretty good to go. But I have a feeling I'm gonna Be Princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pissy&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, actually, wish everyone around me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7921295901719458941?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7921295901719458941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7921295901719458941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7921295901719458941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7921295901719458941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2010/02/goals-goals-goals.html' title='GOALS, GOALS, GOALS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-8114529682439030854</id><published>2010-01-22T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:15:47.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TRAVEL</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes me feel better about getting what I want, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; realizing that I've grown...and I don't really want that anymore. Nothing makes me feel better than knowing everything happens for a reason, and that really...letting go is the best answer to my questions. Nothing makes me happier than knowing great friends trump an average boyfriend any day!! Nothing makes me happier than getting a text from one of my amazing friends that makes me laugh my ass off!! Nothing makes me happier than knowing I will obtain all my goals with a little hard work. Nothing makes me happier than this fall coming up, because school will be over and I will be well on my way to starting my forever. Nothing makes me happier knowing in fact, you did do me a favor, and I'm honestly better off. Nothing makes me happier than hearing our song on the radio, and it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;' affect me..at all...good or bad! Nothing makes me happier knowing that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to me, even if I'm impatient, and don't love it right now. Nothing makes me happier than what my future holds. I can't even WAIT for the FALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-8114529682439030854?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/8114529682439030854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=8114529682439030854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8114529682439030854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8114529682439030854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-travel.html' title='TIME TRAVEL'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-4923600400280456355</id><published>2010-01-08T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:54:34.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE...I EFFING HEART YOU!!</title><content type='html'>Last of my finals tomorrow for Technical! Trying not to stress too much! Failing is NOT an option. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; ready for some more changes! Feels like life isn't normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt; I'm flying at a zillion miles an hour. I'm so excited to see what life has in store for me. Last year was fun, TONS of fun, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lot's&lt;/span&gt; of lessons I could have done without learning. Right now I'm just really focusing on school, and getting everything just where it needs to be.  Always taking one step forward, and two steps back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes me happier than Karma. Everything you do good and bad, comes back to you ten fold. I've seen a lot of people reap those benefits or consequences. People come and go, real true friends stay a while and hold your hair when your puking your guts out. I have met some truly amazing people in my life, some new great ones at school, and rekindled with a few old ones.  Is it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; when people keep coming back into your life? Are they there to teach you something? Are they there for more? Trying to stay positive and be open to all the fun little signs from the universe. Just working on Letting it be. Me and patience are NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BFFS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-4923600400280456355?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/4923600400280456355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=4923600400280456355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/4923600400280456355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/4923600400280456355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifei-effing-heart-you.html' title='LIFE...I EFFING HEART YOU!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1071379007760375365</id><published>2009-12-16T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:26:17.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEERS!</title><content type='html'>So, over half way done with technical at school. Learning all about color, and perms and all that fun stuff! I'm loving every single minute of it! Making some amazing new friends, who make me laugh and smile all day long! Oh the joys of laughter. I'm truly right where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my world is falling perfectly into place. Letting go of drama and the past, and getting super duper excited for new adventures. Rekindling old friendships that could turn into more???? Setting out on a lot of super great new adventures, and living my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; motto to the fullest! I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; content in everything right now. I'm beyond excited about who I've become and all the lessons I've learned along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I continue to let people surprise me, but they do. And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt;, in time, everyone shows their true colors, and they are not always as good as first expected. All I know is that if you're true to yourself, and real with everyone around you, life is golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the Rock and Roll half marathon again this year, and training starts this week. I haven't ran since the 15K in September. Life has just been WAY to busy. So I'm adding yet another "to do" to my list! I'm gonna rock the shit outta that half! Hoping to do another run in Eugene this year, seems I like being in that town...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Cheers to yet another amazing year gone by...no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regrets&lt;/span&gt;...no setbacks! No LOOKING BACK! Just keep on swimming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1071379007760375365?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1071379007760375365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1071379007760375365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1071379007760375365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1071379007760375365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/12/cheers.html' title='CHEERS!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-2091478164067385605</id><published>2009-11-11T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:36:38.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERALD CITY STATE OF MIND</title><content type='html'>Finals week!! Yup, I've made it through my first 6 weeks of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;design&lt;/span&gt; at Gene Juarez! It has been everything I've dreamed of and more. I Love every single minute of it. I love all the people in my class, and have made some super great friends!! Next week we start technical which is all the chemical stuff like perms, color, foils, and relaxers. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; PUMPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to pass my finals now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving being in Seattle 3 days a week. Honestly, I really want to be living there right now, but I need to be patient with it. Don't get me wrong, I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bellingham&lt;/span&gt;, and enjoy all my people here, I just really feel it's time for a change. I've got l&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ot's&lt;/span&gt; of options, and I'm just really keeping them all open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living up to my motto of "JUST LET IT BE" Life is truly what you make of it, and mine is going to be golden! I've chosen to take the path less &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;traveled&lt;/span&gt; by like Robert Frost once said and it has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing all that I've learned about myself in the past 5 years. I'm truly content in the person I've become. I've learned to base my happiness on myself and no one else. I've learned to read the signs and let them guide me. I've learned that if you put good out to the universe, you will get good back. I'm beyond blessed in my life, and I'm thrilled to see all the fun new things this world has in store. Nothing holding me down, nothing stopping me either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly living an Emerald City State of Mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-2091478164067385605?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2091478164067385605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=2091478164067385605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2091478164067385605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2091478164067385605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/11/emerald-city-state-of-mind.html' title='EMERALD CITY STATE OF MIND'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3000336214022968272</id><published>2009-09-21T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:36:01.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PATIENCE IS NOT MY VIRTUE</title><content type='html'>This week will consist of getting all packed up! I'm moving out of my AMAZING condo...it's bittersweet. I'm moving in with my parents...I know...to save some $$$ until the big move to Seattle. I will save a lot, and they will be there to help with Isaiah and what not while I'm working and going to school. I just keep thinking "it's only for a little while"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT a patient person. I want what I want, when I want it, and that's usually now. I don't like waiting, and I hate when things happen that throw my plans off. I FINALLY have a nice little plan set in place, and it's been a while for me to get that. Someone once told me change only happens when the fear of staying the same exceeds the fear of acting on it. So true in my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond excited for my new adventure. I'm also beyond scared! Nothing like throwing caution into the wind, and saying F-It, let's get it done! But failure is not an option. It's not like I'm scared of a little hard work. I just don't want to look back and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as easy without you here cheering me on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3000336214022968272?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3000336214022968272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3000336214022968272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3000336214022968272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3000336214022968272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience-is-not-my-virtue.html' title='PATIENCE IS NOT MY VIRTUE'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-995271761570915038</id><published>2009-09-14T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:18:36.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG CHANGES!!!</title><content type='html'>Yup, it's official! I will be starting school at Gene Juarez in Seattle on October 6!! Crazy huh?? Honestly, freaking out a little bit, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lot's&lt;/span&gt; of changes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lot's&lt;/span&gt; of big changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be commuting 3 days a week with my friend Anna...for now. I would LOVE to move there, but I think I have to save up some $$ first you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to life...as crazy, beautiful and scary it is!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-995271761570915038?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/995271761570915038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=995271761570915038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/995271761570915038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/995271761570915038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-changes.html' title='BIG CHANGES!!!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3793398053472589057</id><published>2009-09-10T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:38:16.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH HOLY HELL!</title><content type='html'>My legs are on fire! They are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; pissed at me for kicking some major A on the trails yesterday. I had a GREAT run, 3.6 miles, at a 9.36 pace. Not too freaking bad if I don't say so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I'm still not ready for the 15k this weekend. But it's through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fairhaven&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bellingham&lt;/span&gt; waterfront, so it will be a nice route either way. I think I will be slowing down on the runs this next year. Oh, I will still run, but I don't think I'll be signing up for near as many. It's exhausting! Maybe I'll have a new romance to devote my attention too? Maybe I'll be too busy saving the world? Maybe I'll be walking a new path toward my goals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is NOT my strong point. I'll just throw that out there. I'm more of an impulsive person, act now, think later. Not always a good thing. But I have been mulling over some changes for some time now, and it's finally ALMOST here. I was pretty determined that I couldn't do things on my own, well, with a sudden monkey wrench thrown into my plan, I'm learning that I can, and will do things on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently learned how strong you are when strong is your only option!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fingers&lt;/span&gt; for Saturday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3793398053472589057?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3793398053472589057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3793398053472589057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3793398053472589057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3793398053472589057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-holy-hell.html' title='OH HOLY HELL!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-6821486071870530564</id><published>2009-09-08T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T15:46:21.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>So, big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fairhaven&lt;/span&gt; Waterfront 15K this weekend and I'm NOT READY AT ALL!! I've been such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;slacker&lt;/span&gt;! It started with pretty much breaking my big toe on my left foot. (I dropped a drawer on it) it was painful, and crappy! But I think that's doing pretty well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was Girls &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Camping&lt;/span&gt; Extravaganza at Lake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pearrygin&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Winthrop&lt;/span&gt;! And because it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; rained ALL WEEKEND, all we did was eat and drink, oh and play games. If there is a professional league for Mad Gab, I'm pretty sure I'd run that shit! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tuesday, and I am running tonight. I have to get in at least 4 miles or I'm going to be dying on Saturday! I figure if I get a few 3-5 mile jaunts in, I should be okay...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not like I'm trying to break any records right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some really HUGE changes coming my way. I will know more this weekend after my Seattle trip! Looking like a new zip code, and a new profession. I'm excited and terrified at the same time!! This has been a long time coming, and really, I'm totally due for something new. And really, crossing my fingers for some really good things to come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, when you put out good, you will get good back. I've been sacrificing myself for the sake of others far too much lately, and it's time to do what Erin wants! And I'm ready to do something a little selfish, and good for everyone around me in the long run. So, next week at this time, I will have some new and exciting news to share...HOPEFULLY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-6821486071870530564?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6821486071870530564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=6821486071870530564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6821486071870530564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6821486071870530564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1221867624871367433</id><published>2009-08-25T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:03:08.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET IT BE</title><content type='html'>Yup, my life's motto keeps reminding me that it is such a good motto. Just let it be. There seem to be a zillion little reminders lately that I'm not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in charge&lt;/span&gt;. That I need to be patient, and not push too hard. There are some very significant changes coming my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is for the best. Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes things are taken from us to remind us to hold on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;loosely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fairhaven&lt;/span&gt; Waterfront 15K is looming ahead! September 12! I better get on it. I've been running, pretty progressively, and I'm still loving it. I'm loving the stress &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;release&lt;/span&gt; for me, the weather, and the feeling of accomplishment. I'm just waiting not so patently for the runner's body to come with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1221867624871367433?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1221867624871367433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1221867624871367433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1221867624871367433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1221867624871367433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-it-be.html' title='LET IT BE'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3761797878784035175</id><published>2009-08-06T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:12:31.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW DOG...OLD TRICKS</title><content type='html'>Can I get an Amen for total slacking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, running is still commencing, just at a less consistant rate. Boooo me! I could go on and on about all my awesome excuses, but those hold no water. Point being. I suck ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm training all over again. I've been working on my speed, which currently is a little less than snails pace. I still feel like a total moron when I run, and the visual of Pheobe on Freinds is still pretty fitting. But my speed is getting way better! I did an awesome (for me) 9 minute mile (best time ever) last week. But I can really only keep that pace for ONE MILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I am just WAY too busy to run at night. With the tempatures being in the effing 90's (not complaining, I freakin loved it) last week I couldn't really run at night without getting heat stroke. My answer to this conundrum is to run in the morning. I'm talking like getting up at 5:30 a.m. (on purpose) to lace up my sneaks and run. I did managae to do it once this week. I am planning on doing in again tomorrow morning. And now that I posted it in writing, I HAVE TO do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great friend Melissa is holding me accountable. =) We are doing some 5Ks in August which will be super fun...trust me running is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3761797878784035175?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3761797878784035175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3761797878784035175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3761797878784035175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3761797878784035175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-dogold-tricks.html' title='NEW DOG...OLD TRICKS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3141364135173817118</id><published>2009-07-13T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:34:37.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLUTTON FOR PUNISHMENT</title><content type='html'>So, since I am a glutton for punishment, I signed up for another run. This one sounds SUPER fun to me. It's the Fairhaven 15K. It starts at Boulevard Park (one of my favorite places in the world) and goes to downtown Bellingham and back. It's 9.3 miles, which kinda seems like a cake walk to me... hee hee. Not even a little. It will still be challenging but do-able. Info and sign up for this run are at &lt;a href="http://www.fairhavenrunners.com/"&gt;www.fairhavenrunners.com&lt;/a&gt;. I'd love the company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a little week long hiatus from running as last week was kinda crappy out. I need to get out there this week and pound some pavement! I'm currently working on my speed. I've got a little of the endurance down, so now I have to work on running like a runner, and not some social derelict who is "attempting" to look like a runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading The Complete Book of Running for Women By  Claire Kowalchick. I'm LOVING this book. Not too far into it, but it's full of tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished Runner's World Complete Book of Women's Running by Dagny Scott Barrios. Pretty good book. Informative and what not. It has a few different training schedules, and illustrations of stretches and some strength training moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also LOVED The Non-Runners Marathon Guide for Women: Get Off Your Butt and On With Your Training by Dawn Dais. This book was super funny. She has a very dry, and cynical sense of humor with totally resonated with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you need some great reading and training tips all of these books are great reads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3141364135173817118?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3141364135173817118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3141364135173817118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3141364135173817118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3141364135173817118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/07/glutton-for-punishment.html' title='GLUTTON FOR PUNISHMENT'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1265110702322208112</id><published>2009-06-30T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:54:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST HALF MATATHON 2:46:38</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpP24Gz0xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nu8ZgS7hilA/s1600-h/4792_1066037940259_1505353771_30153719_3493775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353178911275733778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpP24Gz0xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nu8ZgS7hilA/s320/4792_1066037940259_1505353771_30153719_3493775_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpP0Jd2NGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EXCr8Zs1Gb0/s1600-h/4792_1066036540224_1505353771_30153709_536114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353178864396153954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpP0Jd2NGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EXCr8Zs1Gb0/s320/4792_1066036540224_1505353771_30153709_536114_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alayna&lt;/span&gt; and I completed our first Half Marathon in Seattle on June 27, 2009! We were blessed to be apart of the Inaugural Rock and Roll Half Marathon! 13.1 miles. Yes, we are slightly crazy, and gluttons for punishment. But now I can mark that goal off of my "to do before 30" list.&lt;br /&gt;My time wasn't as good as I wanted it to be, but let's just say I was ill prepared for the hills. The down hill of about 5 city blocks killed my right knee, which has given me problems in the past. But all bitching aside, I DID IT!!! Today is the first day that I can walk normal, I'm no longer aching all over. I was a little surprised at how sore my entire body was. But, I will do another one. I'd love to do the Rock and Roll one again next year. I'm still planning on the Run Wild 5K at Northwest Trek with my friend Melissa in September. That will be a fun one=) And a 5K might seem like a cake walk for me now=)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpPvYxuL6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p8vEslqWhiI/s1600-h/4792_1066035380195_1505353771_30153700_2620196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353178782606700450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpPvYxuL6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p8vEslqWhiI/s320/4792_1066035380195_1505353771_30153700_2620196_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1265110702322208112?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1265110702322208112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1265110702322208112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1265110702322208112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1265110702322208112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-half-matathon-24638.html' title='FIRST HALF MATATHON 2:46:38'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SkpP24Gz0xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nu8ZgS7hilA/s72-c/4792_1066037940259_1505353771_30153719_3493775_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-8326346442429363044</id><published>2009-06-16T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:55:45.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE LIFE SAVERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjgGzJJryqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJiJ9EbsMjg/s1600-h/orange1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjgGzJJryqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJiJ9EbsMjg/s320/orange1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348032033202096802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjgDmuIzZMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uKPb83I0Z08/s1600-h/cjblk2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjgDmuIzZMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uKPb83I0Z08/s320/cjblk2-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028521257329858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the Cliffs Shot Bloks! My little mile 5 life savers! I tried the orange ones with the Caffeine yesterday on my 8 mile run. AWESOME! I had such great energy, and the weather was just perfect (not too hot, not too cold) I felt like I could go forever. That is until mile 6.5 when my knee really started hurting. I think I need to ease into the longer runs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shoes are totally KICK ASS!! LOVE THEM! And they are super cute and orange and all aero dynamic and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I start every run with an Emergen-C, either on my way home from work in the car, or a quick shot before lacing up the sneaks. I truly think they work wonders. Even on those days when I'm totally draggin ass, they are the perfect pick me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ordered 2 new running books. I'd like to learn what I'm supposed to eat for best results before and after the race. You know, the important stuff. Also, hoping to get a few more races in this year. There is a big one in Bellingham that I'd like to do, I think it's 12 miles. And I'm going to the the NW Trek Run Wild in September! If you know of any more races, let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-8326346442429363044?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/8326346442429363044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=8326346442429363044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8326346442429363044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8326346442429363044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-life-savers.html' title='LITTLE LIFE SAVERS!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjgGzJJryqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJiJ9EbsMjg/s72-c/orange1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7801871578579455915</id><published>2009-06-15T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:22:57.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ON A MISSION, AND I'M WISHIN', SOMEONE COULD CURE THIS LONELY CONDITION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjbieiT25GI/AAAAAAAAADw/S8mWcMT8_8Y/s1600-h/RQWFB6YW3U4F3SSP8738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjbieiT25GI/AAAAAAAAADw/S8mWcMT8_8Y/s320/RQWFB6YW3U4F3SSP8738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347710621783090274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the totally kick ass new sneaks I picked up from Fairhaven Runners today! Let me tell you, if you need running or walking shoes, this is the place to go! The awesome Marisa had me walk across the store, and she watched my walk, how I placed my foot, and the arches. She said I was "pretty normal" (told you guys!!!) She then asked what I'd be using the shoes for, (marathon running) and asked what shoes I currenlty own. Nike air+ Bowerman series (which I LOVE). She picked out 5 pairs for me to try. I got to run around on the sidewalk outside. (felt a little funny in my work clothes, and "sensable shoes") And I fell in love with these. I'm going to give them a whirl tonight with a little 8 mile jaunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up some Cliffs Shot Bloks. These fun little pieces of gummy goodness are electrolyte chews with caffeine that are supposed to give you a little boost on longer runs. I will also try out these bad boys tonight and let you know the verdict. Picked up some sweet socks too-trust me, VERY IMPORTANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, T-minus 12 days and counting till the big Run. 13.1 miles from Tukwila to Seattle. I get to run on I-90 without having my car break down! That's exciting. Me and Alayna might be dragging each other across the finish line. And let me tell you, we are going to celebrate like ROCK STARS that night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7801871578579455915?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7801871578579455915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7801871578579455915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7801871578579455915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7801871578579455915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-mission-and-im-wishin-someone-could.html' title='ON A MISSION, AND I&apos;M WISHIN&apos;, SOMEONE COULD CURE THIS LONELY CONDITION'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SjbieiT25GI/AAAAAAAAADw/S8mWcMT8_8Y/s72-c/RQWFB6YW3U4F3SSP8738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-6154539020812617550</id><published>2009-06-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:18:06.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR ANSWER IS THREEVE...SUCK IT TREBECK</title><content type='html'>Running is going along swimmingly. I've been keeping up (for the most part) with my weekly jaunts. I have to do 7-8 miles on Saturday, kinda freaking out about that one, but I'm sure I'll be fine. I'm still borrowing my friend Wade's running mantra "Not dying, Can't quit" which seems to be working out pretty well for me. I've also learned that running on streets where people I know might drive by, makes me run harder and faster, and longer. I mean, how dorky would it be to be walking and/or crawling down the road if someone I knew was passing by? answer: TOTALLY DORKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the running and exercise seem to be in place, I HAVE to get better about my eating habits. The weight isn't "falling" off like it first did. And low and behold, a good 15 lbs of the first 25 have crept back on. DAMN IT! Totally my fault. I got cocky and thought I could just eat what ever I wanted to and as long as I ran a few miles, it wouldn't even count. I've also learned that 'calorie free' means "here, have a bunch of calories...for free!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, my buddy Debbie and I have stated that we would help each other. I always need someone to hold me accountable. So, after today (one last hurrah) I will be starting a food journal and writing down EVERY SINGLE THING I put in my mouth. I will be logging how often I run and or exercise in general. I'm hoping this will jump start some more lbs falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!! Also, any tips you may have are greatly appreciated!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-6154539020812617550?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6154539020812617550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=6154539020812617550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6154539020812617550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6154539020812617550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-answer-is-threevesuck-it-trebeck.html' title='YOUR ANSWER IS THREEVE...SUCK IT TREBECK'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7145274327010362234</id><published>2009-06-08T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:50:41.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-MINUS 19 DAYS AND COUNTING</title><content type='html'>Soooo....19 days till the Rock and Roll Half Marathon! Really feeling the pressure. I have been a total slacker lately! BOOOO. I've been busy, tired, busy, working, being a mom, being a freind! I know...Melissa would say "this is the worlds smallest violin playing just for you!" I'm done whinning and making excuses now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is slower this week (both jobs) so I will have more time after work to lace up the sneaks. Which reminds me, I really have to get into Fairhaven Runners and get me some new ones. Mine are getting a little sad, and my knees are really feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell how the lack of running has affected my mood lately. I tend to get a little bitchy when I don't get my "ME" time. Running is that time for me lately. Nothing beats the runners high, and the awesome feeling of accomplishment when I beat my time, or run farther than I had planned on. I love the wind, the sun, the rain, and my super sweet running mix my awesome boyfriend put on my I-Pod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some great new and exciting things coming my way. Can't really get into much detail right now...but stay tuned. Things are just really starting to fall into place. I might have to be a little patient for the next year...but things are looking good=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and PS. I've been a total blog slacker lately too. I promoise to be more dilligent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7145274327010362234?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7145274327010362234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7145274327010362234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7145274327010362234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7145274327010362234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/06/t-minus-19-days-and-counting.html' title='T-MINUS 19 DAYS AND COUNTING'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1840173875572126636</id><published>2009-04-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:42:15.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VENTING!</title><content type='html'>Let me preface this by saying, I'm in a really bitchy mood today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said. I'm effing sick of working 2 jobs, having zero time to spend with my son, my boyfriend, or to myslef, and not getting ahead at all! I feel like I'm working towards nothing, getting now where, and quite possibly moving backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not exactly the time (economy) to throw caution to the wind, quit all my jobs and hope for the best. I have failed at my attempt to marry rich, and be a kept woman. Stupid dating for love anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to even go for a run today because I leave early from one job, to go to the next. Crossing my fingers that I'll get home before 11 tonight. Just to wake up and do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done venting and bitching now. I'm just really ready for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1840173875572126636?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1840173875572126636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1840173875572126636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1840173875572126636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1840173875572126636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/04/venting.html' title='VENTING!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-2062745548304762551</id><published>2009-04-21T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:00:53.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE!</title><content type='html'>I am sooo loving the sunshine these past few days=) Perfect running weather. And since I'm a total over achiever, I have lot's of run's I'm planning on...well...running. I signed up for the Haggen to Haggen 5K on May 9! That should be a fun one=) I'm pretty sure I'll be doing the Burien 5K On June 22. And let's not forget the Rock and Roll Half Marathon June 27!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often ask myself "Am I effing nuts?" Truth be told, yeah I think I am. I went for a little 4 mile jaunt last night. BEAUTIFUL sun shinny night. With the sun and the heat comes Erin Red-Face! My face gets bright red and stays bright red for at least 2 hours after my run. I think it makes me look super hard core. My son thinks it makes me look like a Tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely 29-year-old knee started acting up a few weeks ago, and again last night. Kinda irritating me. Both in the physical sence and in the mental sence. I'm pretty sure I'm going to just power through. Besides it has to carry me through a few zillion miles of running. Maybe I need new shoes? Yeah, I think I'll get new shoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-2062745548304762551?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2062745548304762551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=2062745548304762551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2062745548304762551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2062745548304762551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunshine.html' title='SUNSHINE!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-2147354866971464</id><published>2009-04-02T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:10:25.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE GOT THE BUG</title><content type='html'>It's official. I'm totally addicted to running. I don't necessarily think I'm that good at it, but I'm addicted. I like a nice 3 mile jaunt at least 3-4 times a week. Thinking I might have to kick that up a little here soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the Haggen to Haggen 5K in Bellingham on May 9. I'm also hoping to get in a few 10Ks here soon. Also, I'm contemplating signing up for the Rock and Roll Half Marathon in Seattle at the end of June. CRAZY?? I might just be. Can I really train to do 13 miles in the next 3 months?? I'm trying to enlist a few other crazies to run with me. It starts in Tukwila (my bi-monthly weekend home) and ends at Quest Field. There is a band playing every mile. We get to run along Lake Washington, and I-90. It sounds pretty kick ass to me! I've got Baby Bird on the hook to run with me. Trying to get the boyfriend on board, but really, that's not likely=)Check it out at rnrseattle.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start training. And I will kick those run's asses! And I will do awesome. And all that fun stuff. And I will have the super cool t-shirts to prove it. Because really, it's all about the t-shirts!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-2147354866971464?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2147354866971464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=2147354866971464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2147354866971464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2147354866971464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-got-bug.html' title='I&apos;VE GOT THE BUG'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-5525120700838595374</id><published>2009-03-18T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:01:45.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/ScGK-4qf5qI/AAAAAAAAADA/rG39_1HebmM/s1600-h/3.16+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/ScGK-4qf5qI/AAAAAAAAADA/rG39_1HebmM/s320/3.16+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314681848241055394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/ScGK3Np1XwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8MNnJz-1_Ec/s1600-h/3.16+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/ScGK3Np1XwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8MNnJz-1_Ec/s320/3.16+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314681716436459266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY...so my first 5K-actually it was a little longer than a 5K it was 3.7 miles to be exact. I finished in 42 minutes, which to me is such an amazing accomplishment. I average a 10 minute mile. Way better than I thought I was going to do. I was one of 15,000 people to brave the snow and rain (super dramatic huh) and run in Seattle's St. Paddy's Day Dash! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran with my good Friend Sheri who was blessed with mile long legs. I think I slowed her down a little, but she was such a great sport. She encouraged me, and pushed me and made the laugh the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 300 yards, I honestly thought I was going to die. But a Friend let me borrow his running mantra, "Not Dying, Can't quit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Tony who made me the worlds best Jogging Jams for my I-Pod that kept my mind of the snow, and rain, and my wet shoes, and feet, and pants and head, and everything else on me that got wet, and frozen. What a trooper to drive us to the run, drop us off so we wouldn't miss the start, find parking, and wait at the finish line to give me a huge hug, kiss, and good game nice hustle slap on the ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been more proud of myself. I trained for this, and I worked really hard at it, and I am beyond pumped that I finished something I started. I will for sure Do MANY more runs. I think I've already got one scheduled for April 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-5525120700838595374?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/5525120700838595374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=5525120700838595374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/5525120700838595374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/5525120700838595374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/ScGK-4qf5qI/AAAAAAAAADA/rG39_1HebmM/s72-c/3.16+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-6376944907983063863</id><published>2009-03-03T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:42:31.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTAL SLACKER</title><content type='html'>First and formost, I must appologize for being a total slacker lately with my posts. I had the flu last week, the ex-boyfriend is now the Boyfriend again. (That's great news)Life is busy...blah, blah, blah, Excuses, excuses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's now 12 Days till the St. Paddy's Day Dash! Honestly, kinda freakin out because I don't really think I'm ready. I have a week and a half to totally kick it in the Ass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is an honest one...finish without dying. I'd also like to run the whole thing. NO WALKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new addiction to add to my training program. Emergen-C! I'm in LOVE with these! It's been proven than when I take one before running, I go at least a half mile longer! Whoop Whoop to me. I've also enlisted the help of the BF to put together a super sweet running playlist! I'll get that posted as soon as I get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs on my I-Pod make running so much funner (it's a word!!) So, a great playlist is key.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cheers to more running...Hope I don't pull a hammy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-6376944907983063863?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6376944907983063863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=6376944907983063863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6376944907983063863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6376944907983063863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/03/total-slacker.html' title='TOTAL SLACKER'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-5981629794486097544</id><published>2009-02-06T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:34:12.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANNELING FOREST GUMP</title><content type='html'>Last night I successfully completed a whole mile and a half without stopping and or dying! I KNOW! I was beyond excited to realize what I had done. I was so into my play list (that a great friend had put on my Nano-thanks for that)that I was just bopping and running along. Lo and behold, an entire mile had gone by. Another kick ass song came on (Limp Bizkit-In The End)and I just had to keep going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think I could have done 2 whole miles, but my gym running time had to be cut short because I had to hit up a first grade basketball game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sweating like a whore in church and my face was bright red when I exited the gym. I felt AWESOME, and accomplished, and exhilarated. And I left with an extra little dip in my swagger. So, the plan of attack for the next few weeks is to add another lap or two to my running schedule. I want to be able to do 4 miles without dying before the 5K. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-5981629794486097544?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/5981629794486097544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=5981629794486097544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/5981629794486097544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/5981629794486097544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-i-successfully-completed.html' title='CHANNELING FOREST GUMP'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1312516753812642913</id><published>2009-02-04T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:44:21.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MOVING ON...</title><content type='html'>I had a very long, much needed, great conversation with a person I now consider an amazing friend. The advice I was given was truly taken to heart, and I feel a weight has been lifted off my shoulders a little. They are one of my favorite people in the whole world, and I wish them nothing but all of life's BESTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me to "do what Erin wants" I have a tendency to lose myself when in relationships. I get all caught up it the excitment, and love bubbles that I forget all the awesome things that made me, me. They reminded me all the good qualities I possess, and that those are never a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if they read my blog, but a little piece of me will be hoping that they do, and that they will continue to check up on me. I know that if I ever needed anything they would come to my rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to you...my amazing friend. Thank you for all your advice, guidance, words of wisdom, support, strength, love, and laughs. You will forever hold a very important place in my heart, and I have been truly blessed beyond words to share a piece of my world with you. You will always be thought of fondly, and our inside jokes will make me laugh and smile EV-ER-RY time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...for all of the memories, and to make moving on so much easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1312516753812642913?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1312516753812642913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1312516753812642913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1312516753812642913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1312516753812642913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-moving-on.html' title='TO MOVING ON...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7604872887099259826</id><published>2009-02-03T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:44:45.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHASING PAVEMENT</title><content type='html'>My ass is officially getting smaller! I know right! Someone at work pointed that out to me...thanks for that. My clothes are officially getting bigger. A little bitter sweet considering I really don't have the funds for a whole new wardrobe, and I like nice things. Mainly a very high affirmation to designer jeans, they are SOOO worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training is going great! I'm dying less and less on the treadmill at the gym. People have accepted my "unique" form of running/dancing and are not as scared to be on the treadmill next to me anymore. I did a LOT of hiking this weekend, and felt the repercussions after, it's the good sore though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I'm going to hit up the high school track with a friend to correctly log the 5K. Running outside is WAY different than on the treadmill. So, I might be dying after that one! My dad said he'd pay my entrance fee for the fun run If I didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;He's a giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 Days till the run! I feel like I have to kinda kick it into high gear now. A great friend gave me some great advice "Not Dying, Can't Quit" So that will be my mantra during the run. All the while rocking out to White Stripes-Seven Nation Army, and Icky Thump, two of the best PUMP you up songs! Let's not forget Saliva-Click, Click, Boom, Disturbed-Down with the sickness, and Mario-Stutterin. Kinda all over the board huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7604872887099259826?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7604872887099259826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7604872887099259826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7604872887099259826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7604872887099259826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/02/chasing-pavement.html' title='CHASING PAVEMENT'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-9100732627770647102</id><published>2009-01-29T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:48:38.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STABIN' CABIN'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SYIvS9BLNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2yyF5Jc6UBY/s1600-h/new+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SYIvS9BLNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2yyF5Jc6UBY/s320/new+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296848114404767442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SYIvN9LPBuI/AAAAAAAAACI/rFqCKPJKYpc/s1600-h/new+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SYIvN9LPBuI/AAAAAAAAACI/rFqCKPJKYpc/s320/new+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296848028547614434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crafty fine piece of machinery/housing graced us with it's presence in our office parking lot yesterday. Being a Real Estate office, I thought this was a great thing. I had to stop, stare, scan it, and walk completely around it to bask in it's greatness. Not only was it a brilliantly constructed form of camping quarters, but it's TRANSPORTATION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke stack on the top, to allow for fine camping cuisine. Propane tanks strapped to the back to allow for maximum cooking capabilities. I can only imagine what fine appointments decorate the interior. I'm thinking bean bags, velour walls, and disco balls, lots and lots of disco balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Stabbin' Cabin' is a rockin', Don't come a knockin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-9100732627770647102?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/9100732627770647102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=9100732627770647102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/9100732627770647102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/9100732627770647102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/stabbin-cabin.html' title='THE STABIN&apos; CABIN&apos;'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SYIvS9BLNtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2yyF5Jc6UBY/s72-c/new+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-459800379785470578</id><published>2009-01-26T16:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:58:40.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS</title><content type='html'>I used to think that my success was measured by how much money I had in the bank, or by the title of my profession. That my success was linked to the type of car I drove, the shoes I strutted around in, or where I laid my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you get anymore superficial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned (the hard way) that those things really mean nothing to me. Don't get me wrong, I would NOT turn down a nice car if given to me, I think you pay for quality, and hard work looks good on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our 5Th Year of Relay For Life Cancer Walk in Lynden. It will be my 4Th year participating. My 2ND year on Committee, and my 1ST year of NOT being team captain. It will be my 6Th year CANCER FREE! In years past I have walked with my Grand father, who will be celebrating his 6Th year CANCER FREE! Yea! We got to go through it at the same time! I have walked with a friend who is going on her 2ND year CANCER FREE, and I have walked with kids that couldn't even walk yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen the tears, the smiles, the laughs and the hugs of family's at the event. I have heard, and given the prayers for strength. I have witnessed the strength of one 17 year old girl who reminds me every single day, that we are stronger than anything that can happen to us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed beyond words to be apart of such an amazing event. I am encouraged every single day to smile and thank my maker for every single thing I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know, that success is measured in what you do for others, not what others do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our Relay Video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.vimeo.com/2845699&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-459800379785470578?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/459800379785470578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=459800379785470578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/459800379785470578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/459800379785470578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/success.html' title='SUCCESS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7778672263696974538</id><published>2009-01-23T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:00:34.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A MECHANICAL GENIUS</title><content type='html'>Really, I can fix anything! Today, I single-handedly fixed our office bathroom door! True story. The lock was not "engaging" and we had a few little "misshapes" or peep shows if you will. Being the initiative taker that I am, I got out my little tool kit, and went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by unscrewing the latchy thing (technical name) and wiggled it around a little. I put the screws back in, but not as tight and it works. I'M BRILLIANT! I did this all in 4 in heels! Is there anything I can't do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After accomplishing this major feat, I proceeded to run around the office, humming the Rocky Theme song, and pumping my fists in the air!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7778672263696974538?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7778672263696974538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7778672263696974538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7778672263696974538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7778672263696974538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-mechanical-genius.html' title='I AM A MECHANICAL GENIUS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-8128945791786820489</id><published>2009-01-20T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:52:36.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/marilyn%20monroe%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z188/erin_brooks313/quotes-1.jpg" border="0" alt="marilyn monroe Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/marilyn%20monroe%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo360/JeannieWeenie0306/Quotes/quotes.jpg" border="0" alt="Marilyn Monroe Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sick of "Life's Lessons" But, here's what I know to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no one determines my worth but me. I've learned that you are only as happy as you choose to be. I've learned that I want the honeymoon part of the relationship to last more than 3 months, but that's when true colors usually come out. I've learned that life is a balance of holding on and letting go. I've learned that when things from your past keep coming up, you have more to learn from them. I've learned that actions speak louder than words. I've learned that I'm stronger than anything that can happen to me. I've learned that a smile is the very best form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you don't fall in love with someone because you love to be around them, but because you can't stand to be away from them. I've learned that I love hand holding, and winks, and perfectly placed kisses. I've learned that being yourself if the best complement you can give anyone. I've learned that my interpretation of forever, and your interpretation of forever are worlds apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that life ain't always beautiful, but it's a beautiful ride. I've learned that everything REALLY does happen for a reason, and there is a lesson to be learned in every failure, every heart break, every lapse in judgement and every victory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-8128945791786820489?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/8128945791786820489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=8128945791786820489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8128945791786820489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8128945791786820489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-more-serious-note.html' title='ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE...'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo360/JeannieWeenie0306/Quotes/th_quotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-668186957329615785</id><published>2009-01-16T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:25:40.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOING MY PART----PHILANTHROPY LOOKS GOOD ON ME</title><content type='html'>I feel that in these hard economic times, I like to give back....mostly in the form of belittling banter used to tear down the esteem of those who think they are better than me for "actually" doing thing to better themselves. Fortunately in this case, I came across &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt;, who selfishness is unparalleled...even to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now present to you...The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt; Needs A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carrera&lt;/span&gt; Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="410" height="350" id="viddler_139decfa"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/139decfa/" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/139decfa/" width="410" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" name="viddler_139decfa" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you are deserving of a video interview, feel free to leave your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations can be made through me, and I promise most of the money will make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt;. (read: &lt;em&gt;she'll never see a cent&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-668186957329615785?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/668186957329615785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=668186957329615785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/668186957329615785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/668186957329615785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/doing-my-part-philanthropy-looks-good.html' title='DOING MY PART----PHILANTHROPY LOOKS GOOD ON ME'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-6942463235622723324</id><published>2009-01-13T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:10:03.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE A GAZELLE</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to follow my 5K training to a T, I decided to forgo the outside running, and take my greatness inside. Yup, I braved the gym last night! Super Duper busy at 6 p.m (for future reference). Ran (not literally) into a bunch of peeps I know-another downside of the gym. Totally raced the girl on the treadmill next to me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbeknownst&lt;/span&gt; to her...she won. Needless to say, my 30 minutes of intense/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; training went by without a hitch. I didn't drop my I-Pod to have it go skidding across the floor (that may or may not have happened before). I actually felt pretty freaking indestructible when I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 1 minute of jogging to 2 minutes of brisk walking for 30 minutes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pashaw&lt;/span&gt; you say? It was hard! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Judgers&lt;/span&gt;! I have 9 weeks to go from couch potato to 5K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard not to sing and dance along to my awesome play list while working out. So, I do it anyway. I did get a few sidelong glances from a couple members of the geriatric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AARP&lt;/span&gt; work out crew. I just stuck my tongue out and rocked out harder. I might have possibly sang out loud to Alien Ant farm-Movies, and Disturbed-Down with the sickness. I can't help it. I was FEELING it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I left the gym with a red face, sweat dripping off my head and down my back, and a little extra hitch in my giddy up. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I'm going to throw up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;EWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Or Hardcore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Caity&lt;/span&gt;: Nope, still gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll head back to the the gym on Thursday to take up some more training. They have fans on their treadmills--AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-6942463235622723324?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6942463235622723324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=6942463235622723324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6942463235622723324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6942463235622723324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-gazelle.html' title='LIKE A GAZELLE'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-121998236054610278</id><published>2009-01-09T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:00:41.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SIGN</title><content type='html'>My friend, lets call him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sprian&lt;/span&gt;, Martian has an unhealthy obsession with the “Swedish pop lyrical powerhouse with unparalleled dance beats” (his words, not mine) known as Ace of Base. Not a day goes by that he walks/dances into the office singing “I saw the sign” or “All that she wants” arguably the BEST songs produced in the 90’s. He has choreographed dances for both of these amazing songs that he regularly brings out at his house parties. VISUAL!&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, ask him a fact. He knows them all. He knows that they are the only Scandinavian artist to enjoy a #1 album on Billboard charts, and he knows the name of that album (The Sign).&lt;br /&gt;He knows that before becoming Ace of Base they toured as Tech &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Noir&lt;/span&gt; which was a fast-paced high energy and Techno-oriented group. (I can’t even make this stuff up)&lt;br /&gt;He likes/loves obsessively, the re-make they did of Cruel Summer, a song made popular in the Karate Kid movie. (Aw Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Macchio&lt;/span&gt;, remember him? What ever happened to him?) I’ll blog about him later.&lt;br /&gt;When you ask him about his day, he often answers solely in Ace of Base Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sprian&lt;/span&gt;, how’s your day going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sprian&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;em&gt;I saw the sign and it’s opened up my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Really? Huh…What did the sign say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sprian&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;All that she wants is another baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Really? What brought her to this conclusion?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprain: &lt;em&gt;When she woke up late in the morning light And the day had just begun She opened up her eyes and thought Oh what a morning It's not a day for work It's a day for catching tan Just laying on the beach and having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Oh…I don’t really know what to do with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sprian&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;It's a cruel, (cruel) cruel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;summer Leaving&lt;/span&gt; me here on my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Alrighty&lt;/span&gt; then…have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m worried about him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-121998236054610278?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/121998236054610278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=121998236054610278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/121998236054610278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/121998236054610278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/sign.html' title='THE SIGN'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-2856798251844439199</id><published>2009-01-08T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:22:25.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEE ME NOW?</title><content type='html'>I like running (read kinda bouncing/walking/dying) in the dark. If you have ever seen the Friends episode when Phoebe is running and Rachel is utterly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; because Phoebe runs like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gumby&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meth&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I feel like Phoebe. I'm sure (I hope) I don't really look &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;bad, but the cover of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;darkness&lt;/span&gt; makes me feel better. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; pumped that the snow is melting (finally) and the sidewalks are clear to run on. I have a fully functional and paid for gym membership, but for those of you who know how much of a total klutz I am, running on the treadmill not only endangers myself, but everyone within a 10 foot radius of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Good job on training for a 5K, that's really amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, thanks! It's really fun and rewarding. &lt;em&gt;really: I must be certifiably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt; to even being to think this was a good idea. Running sucks, working out sucks, and I suck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: So, how far can you fun now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I'm working on my first mile. I just started training: &lt;em&gt;really: I can barely briskly walk to the end of my driveway without taking a break, and checking for signs of a heart attack.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Do you run with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, just me and my I Pod and my super sweet Gym Mix &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Play list&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;really: This is true! My play list kicks Major A! I'll post it on here sometime. It's a beautiful mess of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park, Snoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dogg&lt;/span&gt;, Tool, Pink, oh and Michael Jackson! AMAZING! Plus I'm pretty sure if anyone came across me running, they would quickly move to the other side of the road in fear of "catching" what ever it is I have, and seem to be running from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lacin&lt;/span&gt;' up the sneaks tonight to do a few blocks! Try not to point and laugh if you come across me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-2856798251844439199?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/2856798251844439199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=2856798251844439199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2856798251844439199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/2856798251844439199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/see-me-now.html' title='SEE ME NOW?'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-960916112262554478</id><published>2009-01-07T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:59:45.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS</title><content type='html'>So I successfully gained 7 pounds in water weight between the hours of 6:30 and 10:30 this morning! What an accomplishment! I'm rather proud. Normally seeing the number on the scale would send me into a tantrum any 3 year old would be proud of. But seeing as today is the weight in day for Our Biggest Loser Round 2 contest at work, I feel rather...well...inflated both figuratively and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes a big Whoop Whoop to Team Fairhaven! Go big or Go Home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-960916112262554478?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/960916112262554478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=960916112262554478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/960916112262554478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/960916112262554478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-dog-new-tricks.html' title='OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-7274766192846687154</id><published>2009-01-02T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:37:10.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF YOU CAN'T BEAT EM...JOIN EM. OR. DAMN YOU SKINNY BITCHES!</title><content type='html'>It's official. Well, it will be as soon as I sign up and pay my money. But I will be participating in the St. Paddy's day Fun (we'll see) Run in Seattle on March 15 (happy 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday to me) this year. I'm working on accomplishing my goals and finishing a 5K and half marathon are on the list. So I'll start with a 5K! And since it's on my birthday, what a better way to celebrate. I'd be puking from drinking too much so why not puke from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; too much! I am going to log my accomplishments in my blog, and you get to participate in all the drama, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;, and blisters! Lucky bastards! I'm such a giver. That will also keep me accountable! (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;So training starts tomorrow! Biggest loser round 2 at work starts on Wednesday the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. So, it's looking like I've got all my ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;This should be rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;entreating&lt;/span&gt; on your end, as I A: Don't like to run, or really work out. B: think I'm going to die every single time I do. and C: I'm infamous for starting things and not EVER FINISHING THEM!&lt;br /&gt;Alas 2009! I'm bout to kick your ass!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get your name later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm recruting fellow fun runners if you wanna play? Tempting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stpatsdash.com/"&gt;http://www.stpatsdash.com/&lt;/a&gt;   Register here, I'll let you know when I do. Cross your fingers for next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-7274766192846687154?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/7274766192846687154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=7274766192846687154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7274766192846687154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/7274766192846687154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-cant-beat-emjoin-em-or-damn-you.html' title='IF YOU CAN&apos;T BEAT EM...JOIN EM. OR. DAMN YOU SKINNY BITCHES!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1611476029052669512</id><published>2008-12-29T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:59:36.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESOLUTION THIS</title><content type='html'>We are in the home stretch of 2008. Time to rally huh? This also marks the start of the cliched resolutions. Every year I usually to the same resolutions, and every year I decided that resolutions are stupid and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asinine&lt;/span&gt; and dumb. (this usually happens on Jan 2.) Every year I vow to loose weight, I actually did that this year, a couple of times. I know...pat on the back. Last year I had a new one, that I will again adopt for this year. Let it be. Yup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mind blowing&lt;/span&gt; huh? I vow to just let things be. To live in the now. Can't dwell on the past, have to learn from it and move on. Don't force things because if it's meant to be it will be.&lt;br /&gt;The end of the year is like Lent for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Catholics&lt;/span&gt;. Quick, do everything you're not supposed to be doing, and do it in abundance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; Jan 1 is a clean slate! This New Years I'm going to go Hog Wild. I'm going to drink more than just 2 glasses of wine, maybe take a shot? Who knows. And for the new year, I will actually fold and put away the laundry instead of living out of the clean clothes basket for a week. Maybe I will put the clean dishes away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; of pulling them out of the dishwasher until I have to use it again. Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1611476029052669512?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1611476029052669512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1611476029052669512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1611476029052669512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1611476029052669512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/resolution-this.html' title='RESOLUTION THIS'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3295297400621502496</id><published>2008-12-19T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:14:02.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR REASON</title><content type='html'>Those words have become my mantra the past few weeks. I stubbed my toe "everything happens for a reason" Maybe that happened to teach be to watch where the heck I'm going. I got a speeding ticket "everything happens for a reason" That was most likely to teach me that cops suck and they are all out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;I find these words comforting when dealing with a recent break up. It doesn't change anything, or make anything easier, it does force me to think about what I'm supposed to learn from it. My conclusion...boys suck! Most boys suck. My latest, did not suck. Which is a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phenomenon&lt;/span&gt; for me. The vast majority of my breakups  were causes by two actions.&lt;br /&gt;1. They cheated&lt;br /&gt;2. They were a total asshole.&lt;br /&gt;This break up (as far as I know) was based on timing, career, distance, and the future. All things that are completely out of my control. Which makes it even crappier. I was forced to delete said ex out of my phone for fear of calling or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; him in a moment of drunken weakness. *Never a good idea* I deleted my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; pages to regain a little bit of my privacy back. (blogs don't count)&lt;br /&gt;While he is dealing with his own career struggles, it brings up career struggles of my own. "What am I doing? Where am I supposed to be? Am I doing what's best for me and my son?" UGH. Stuff that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; fine pushed way down inside me with no chance of coming out and having to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dealt&lt;/span&gt; with. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Things I thought were fine in my world, are now brought to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;forefront&lt;/span&gt; for me to meditate on. "Am I really happy living where I am? Would moving have really been that bad?" Lot's to think about, nothing to worry about. It is what it is. If it's meant to be, it will be. All personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;favorites&lt;/span&gt; in dealing with stuff too heavy to really "deal" with. So, I'm left with everything happens for a reason. I'm still trying to figure out the reason behind this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3295297400621502496?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3295297400621502496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3295297400621502496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3295297400621502496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3295297400621502496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR REASON'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-9143727945100559943</id><published>2008-12-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:20:37.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS I COVET</title><content type='html'>Call me Oprah...actually...don't.  But around this festive holiday time of year. I like to make a list of things I can't live without. I'm secretly hoping that everyone I love and or tolerate, will shower me with all these amazing things I "need". And every single year, I'm gravely disappointed. Alas cyber world, you will all know my hearts greatest desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Roomba! I mean come on! A vacuum that does it's job while you're away! For those of you who really know me, you all know that cleaning is not one of the things I covet. So, why not make it easier for me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Blowfish Wildlife boot in Black! They are currently $109 at the Blowfish Malibu shoe site...just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Miz Mooz Jessy Boot in Black! They are on sale at Nordstrom, go hog wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A new set of skis! Preferably K2! I promise, once I get these I will ski my ass off! Seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. With those skis, I will need all the super hardcore skier accessories IE. pants, coat, mittens, goggles, maybe a cute hat. We'll talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Camo Uggs! Seriously, who doesn't need a pair of Uggs that conceal the whereabouts of your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The new Coach Graffiti Tote in White! It's been so long since I've had a new Coach bag! I need one! (really whiny voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A few new pairs of Jeans, I LOVE Seven for all Mankind Boot cut! Since I'm losing all this weight, I'll need to replace my current pairs. (all braggy braggy) True Religion "Joey" stretch jeans!  Hudsen Jeans Triangle pocket boot cut stretch jeans (Scorpio). Love them All!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Soy Mate Lattes! It's a sad day, when I have to go a day without one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Brand new Audi A4 3.2 FSI Prestige Quattro in Phantom Black with Black leather interior,  Walnut wood decorative in lays and the 19'' spot package...no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, that's enough things I covet. I'm sure there will be more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-9143727945100559943?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/9143727945100559943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=9143727945100559943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/9143727945100559943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/9143727945100559943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-covet.html' title='THINGS I COVET'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-8693429921676923510</id><published>2008-12-11T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:33:43.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found my Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFqt2pJyfI/AAAAAAAAABg/AdAtytnk3As/s1600-h/IMG_6909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278617574249712114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFqt2pJyfI/AAAAAAAAABg/AdAtytnk3As/s320/IMG_6909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFqjQcI62I/AAAAAAAAABY/vWRC9BO1AJg/s1600-h/IMG_6904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278617392195890018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFqjQcI62I/AAAAAAAAABY/vWRC9BO1AJg/s320/IMG_6904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFp7K7xTlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mtuYqd9Zcag/s1600-h/59500030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278616703523180114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFp7K7xTlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mtuYqd9Zcag/s320/59500030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFpoMvccPI/AAAAAAAAABI/udIZD-rgygs/s1600-h/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278616377590837490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFpoMvccPI/AAAAAAAAABI/udIZD-rgygs/s320/IMG_6903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Improv&lt;/span&gt; Theatre! Yup, you heard me right. We had our office Christmas Party last Saturday, and the Up Front Theatre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Improv&lt;/span&gt; group was there to entertain. And Entertain they did!! After a few skits, the actors thought it would be fitting to call up some volunteers. My table (bastards) thought it would be brilliantly hilarious to nominate me! (see, I told you they were bastards).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, with my human doll. Basically, me and another agent had to use the actors as our dolls, they spoke, but we had to move their limbs. We had to act like we were playing a tennis match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarity ensued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-8693429921676923510?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/8693429921676923510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=8693429921676923510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8693429921676923510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/8693429921676923510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-found-my-calling.html' title='I&apos;ve found my Calling'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SUFqt2pJyfI/AAAAAAAAABg/AdAtytnk3As/s72-c/IMG_6909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-716125983998196308</id><published>2008-11-19T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:37:44.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Jetta has been wounded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SSRJ6DbiYFI/AAAAAAAAABA/63ZFYPiHwVk/s1600-h/Erins+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270418725632368722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SSRJ6DbiYFI/AAAAAAAAABA/63ZFYPiHwVk/s320/Erins+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know what you're all thinking!&lt;br /&gt;"Erin crashed YET ANOTHER car?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Judgers&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my fault! Really!! I know, nothing is EVER my fault, but seriously, when it comes to crashing cars, it IS NEVER my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side bar: I know Club &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jetta&lt;/span&gt; is in desperate need of a wash...all in due time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 26 is the date to check out the damage, and see how much it will cost to fix it. Yeah Insurance (theirs, not mine). I was really hoping it would be totaled, but alas the car gods were not shining down on me that day! So, hopefully sometime in December, Club &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jetta&lt;/span&gt; will be back to her stunning self! Stay tuned, snow and ice are coming, Club &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jetta&lt;/span&gt; may be set out to pasture yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-716125983998196308?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/716125983998196308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=716125983998196308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/716125983998196308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/716125983998196308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/11/club-jetta-has-been-wounded.html' title='Club Jetta has been wounded!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SSRJ6DbiYFI/AAAAAAAAABA/63ZFYPiHwVk/s72-c/Erins+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-300820938004939423</id><published>2008-11-18T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:03:50.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should really start jogging!</title><content type='html'>Those are the words that fly out of my mouth no less than 4 times a day. Every time a cute little jogger girl prances past my ground floor work window, a little bit of envy surfaces in my suppressed feelings. And not just when it's the cute little jogger girls, but the like ancient-walked-with-dinosaurs-coulda-edited-the bible-guys zoom past with not even a sweat and merrily wave at me sitting on my ASS in my office working away (read-myspacing).&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I wake with intentions to lace up those runners, strap on my I-Pod, start up my Gym Mix Play list, and run all around town. And every single day, I convincingly come up with something I'd really rather be doing! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the final week of our office Biggest Loser Contest! I'm in a very braggable 3rd place! Just behind the 2 dudes who are participating. It's crunch time. No, not actually getting on the floor and doing crunches ha, as if! I mean, I'm ready to pull out all the stops. Better late than never huh?&lt;br /&gt;I looked into obtaining Crack Rocks and Meth, but realized it just wasn't in my budget, and after googling photos of Meth addicts, I realized I really like ALL my teeth, and clear skin. One of the contestants suggested drinking toilet water to induce vomiting...thinking about that one. I'm not above laxatives and starvation. I can neither confirm nor deny that I might or might not be slightly addicted to green tea, and cran-water! All about flushing the system.&lt;br /&gt;So, I revisit the jogging idea. I know a lot of people have really lost weight doing this. (shocking huh) Looks like I'm going to have to give a little more thought to this whole jogging thing...the saga continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-300820938004939423?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/300820938004939423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=300820938004939423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/300820938004939423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/300820938004939423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-should-really-start-jogging.html' title='I should really start jogging!'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-6748890511180862951</id><published>2008-10-29T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:27:16.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ryan Martin is the Anti-Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I’m a little exaggerated in my depiction of this man, but don’t be so quick to judge me. Instead, be quick to judge RYAN MARTIN. Let me paint you a picture!&lt;br /&gt;Here’s what I know about Ryan. He works with me, he drives a Volvo (douchbag right?) ((huh, douchbag didn’t come up in my spell checker, funny)) and he is a huge SeaHawks fan. I know what you’re thinking, I don’t know much… neither here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;            We are having a Biggest Loser Contest at work (not personality), and we are currently at our half way point. The winner get’s $200, there was a $20 buy in, and we are tallying percentage lost, not pounds lost. So He, whose name should not be spoken, is currently mopping the floor with the competition. He’s at like 8% lost, and we still have 3.5 weeks to go!! His strategy is an honest one. He’s doing the South Beach Diet, and actually exercising! UGH I KNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;            So the real reason Ryan Martin has earned the title of Anti-Christ is because he is winning and I AM NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-6748890511180862951?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/6748890511180862951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=6748890511180862951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6748890511180862951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/6748890511180862951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/10/ryan-martin-is-anti-christ-you-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-1491729863078029771</id><published>2008-10-28T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:44:38.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Best Friend, let’s call her Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did she marry one of, if not thee most efficient UPS men at their April Nuptials in the Vast Metropolis that is Lynden WA. She single handily planned the entire wedding. If the Lynden Tribune had a society page, she would grace its cover 9 times out of ten. She would be the Paris Hilton of Whatcom County, but with morals, and friends, and less animals.&lt;br /&gt;          Her April wedding was nothing short of a story book affair. When asked to be her Maid of Honor (I know you were all wondering when this story was going to come around and be about me) I was not only thrilled beyond all get out, but I was also very expectant. You see she already promised me the position WAY before she had the groom lined up. She claims I received the invite to the position because she didn’t want her Maid of Honor to outshine her. I claim that I got the position  because I’m very compliant, and willing to do WHAT EVER it takes for a tiny sliver of the lime light (maid of honor toast, standing right next to the bride and groom during the ENTIRE ceremony, and all the PICTURES, I mean forget about it) Well, that and our 20 year friendship aside.&lt;br /&gt;          I was a little anxious to see ol Bridezilla come out and play during the year of their engagement. But to my surprise, she never came out. I was politely asked (read: DEMANDED) to send her a daily e-mail for the two weeks leading up the event, capturing in graphic detail, how amazing she is. Always up for the challenge, I conceded. Not only did it totally Blow her Mind with my complements, and praises, and went above and beyond her expectations. I’ve always been an over achiever (not even a little bit true).&lt;br /&gt;          This year Kim is the Chair-person of our celebrity status Relay for Life Cancer walk in Lynden. She’s a new wife, veteran mom, and full time Insurance peddler extraordinaire. She my moral voice of reason, my mom when I’m being stupid and stubborn (that never happens) and my back up baby sitter. She’s my sounding board for all the rants about the stupid things my boyfriend and son do (always happens), she’s quick to point and laugh when I fall flat on my face both figuratively and literally, but also the first to help me up. Needless to say, she is one of the most amazing people I have ever met, and I thank God for her every single day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-1491729863078029771?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/1491729863078029771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=1491729863078029771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1491729863078029771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/1491729863078029771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-best-friend-lets-call-her-kim-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614663134751590505.post-3034522665988714768</id><published>2008-10-28T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:44:01.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentacles</title><content type='html'>So, me and my 6-year-old are driving in the car, on our way to Day Care listening to a not-so-local radio station. Being the Commitment-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Phobe&lt;/span&gt; that I am, I'm not overly Loyal to any station, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;genra&lt;/span&gt; of music. The Morning DJ and his co-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;horts&lt;/span&gt; are in the process of discussing testicles. Not super surprising given the ethical content  of most morning radio shows. The mom in me is battling the curious Young (27 is still young) -mind-always-in-the-gutter alter ego as to whether I should turn the station, or turn it up in order to hear the outcome. When from the back seat I hear&lt;br /&gt;"mom?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah" --Oh holy shit, Did he hear the word Testicle? I'm pretty sure he doesn't know what that word means. But if the DJ had said " Nuts" or "Balls" He'd be in fit of Hysterics thinking about "those things under my PP"&lt;br /&gt;"That guy on the radio is crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stifling&lt;/span&gt; laughter "Oh yeah? Why do you say that?"&lt;br /&gt;"He said Testicle! I think he meant Tentacle."&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my animal loving 6-year-old is so innocent.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614663134751590505-3034522665988714768?l=erinpower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/feeds/3034522665988714768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2614663134751590505&amp;postID=3034522665988714768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3034522665988714768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614663134751590505/posts/default/3034522665988714768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erinpower.blogspot.com/2008/10/tentacles.html' title='Tentacles'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02190130558916709737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbgSmjOm-qI/SpRPaptjacI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Uj-ykpemLEQ/S220/Picture+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
