When You Say Trenta, It Means 30. Right?

Are your ready foooooor …

The Trentaaaaaa!!!?

There was an audible toot when this was launched and although it has not entered my side of the globe, people are nonetheless stoked. Some may want to attempt not to keel over in undertaking its deep tub and some may just want to gawk.

And gawk, I shall do.

If and only if, I buy an SB Trenta it will only mean I am off to share it with someone. Make that 3 someone’s. Just the thought of it makes me want to formulate a way to not eat in three straight months. Until I can find it safe (that I won’t suddenly turn to a 350 lbs lady) I’ll live off the remnants of it’s ridiculous un-nutritional content.

Call me anti-hipster, prude or even anti-social (I think people socialize via coffee nowadays) I don’t give a hoot nanny’s. The only time I can assure myself that I will enjoy my coffee is if I stay below Grande. Anything over would mean a feat to overcome. A great coffee bender of epic proportion.

Ugh! No fun.

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Nat Geo Earth Day Run v. 2

Running is no radical move. I find it fun, plus my competitive streak comes out naturally. All intention aside, I run for fun. Is that the reason why they named it Fun Run? Perhaps it’s a play of words but it works nonetheless.

Nat Geo Earth Day Run

I want to live healthy. Fine. Diet? No, I’ll go nuts if I do that. If I subsist under the mercy of crackers and water, I’ll eventually end up losing a bolt or two. And we all know that’s not pretty.

The escape. Run.

There have been several benefits that relates running to healthy living, so I thought of giving it a try and eat anything I want. I suppose I can stay on my calorie intake if I add a little in the loop. So below is my first try; something I did with my boyfriend given he’s been running this marathon a few times now.

To Read – Later

A short trip to Greenbelt resulted to Gruber, Rice and Gaiman. I was supposed to get a pair of running shoes but got distracted. Stroud, Gruen, Pratchett and Follett are backlogs.

I’ve read American Gods last year – loaned by a friend – but I wanted my own copy and a reread. So when I saw a good edition, I made a decision to ignore the shoes.