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As many of you know, I’m training for the 13.1 LA Marathon on January 10th. I will be walking most (if not all) of the race in an effort to be kind to my poor knees. I’m currently in the middle of week 6 in my training program, which combines walking, strengthening, and cross-training. That means I’m halfway there!

The first few weeks were tough because I wasn’t used to such a rigid plan, but as the weeks have gone by, I’ve been more consistent about meeting my daily goals. My friend Tara has joined me for some of my walks; it’s been nice to have a training buddy (especially when I walk late at night). I know my training will only get harder, especially as I gear up for two-weeks of traveling over the holidays. I’ll need my family’s help in keeping me accountable for getting my butt in gear while I’m on vaca!

In addition to this physical challenge, I’m challenging my friends and family to help me support one of my favorite charities, World Vision. There’s no fundraising minimum, but I’d love it if each one of you would consider giving at least THREE DOLLARS. That would add up to over $1000 worth of aid for needy children and families around the world. What a great way to get into the holiday spirit.

If you’d like to partner with me in this, please visit my fundraising site:

Thanks for your support and generosity!

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Did you know that men eventually suffer andropause, the male version of menopause?

I’m not making this up; I read it on the Internet, so it must be true.

Is it bad that I kind of chuckled when I stumbled upon this information? I mean, for all the $#%@#%^! women have to deal with, it’s kind of comforting to know that men will eventually suffer, too (muhahaha). In fact, it prompted me to write this admittedly smug letter…

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Dear most men I know:

Yes, that means you, sexually promiscuous bachelors. You think you have all the time in the world to just $#% around with women, probably because you assume that you will age well (and either go bald or rock your gray hair with distinction), and have the ability to procreate well into your 70s.

Well, watch out, because it’s not all dirty in your 30’s. Your biological clock is ticking; the “pause” is coming for you, too. Your libido is going down, your muscles are atrophying, and you’re gonna get fat soon. If that doesn’t make you depressed then I’m sure the 10% drop in your hormones will. So take my advice, and find a good woman to stick by your side while you’ve still got it.

Or you could always try exercise, a healthy diet, Viagra, and hope for trophy girlfriends. I’m sure most of you will pick the latter route to “happiness.” But don’t say I didn’t warn ya.

Signed,

I’d rather be single than date you anyway

Dear neglected blog,

I’m sorry.

I named you “lifelikeblog,” and you’ve been nothing like my life as of late. My life is not silent, boring, post-less space; it’s vibrant, ever-changing, and full of thoughts and moments that have post-worthy potential.

I’ll admit, I’ve been distracted by the more glamorous and interactive Facebook. Not only have I been cheating on you with FB, but I’ve also been flirting with the idea of a Twitter account. Please don’t think less of me; I believe honesty is the best policy. Would you consider having an open relationship? You, FB, Twitter and I could make beautiful music – er, words – together.

Sleep on it. We’ll revisit this subject later.

With apologies,

Betsy