claire.she.goes

Author: Claire

  • Glee was GOOD.

    Really good.

    I know I said I wasn’t really keen on blogging anymore. Consider this a drive-by.

    Fast Fact: Glee is my favorite show. I’ve been in love with it since it first started last year. Right now it’s so bad that I don’t even check for new series anymore.

    Seriously.

    The show has everything I want in a television series. (Outside of Star Trek, I never thought I’d be able to say that again.)

    As for tonight’s episode…

    It was thought-provoking and intelligent and well-written and well-acted and well-sung and just…

    Altogether lovely.

    For those who missed it and would like to catch up, the episode was called “Grilled Cheesus”.

    Hope you enjoyed that preview. The episode dug much deeper. And nearly made me cry.

    There was a great deal of plot development and food for thought. As suggested via the title, it touched on issues related to religion, doubt and the question of belief.

    And like the last Trek movie, I will be watching this episode again.

    God bless Glee.

  • C25K – Week 5, Day 2

    I’m almost there.

    This Friday, I’m going to run for a full 20 minutes, non-stop. Unlike last week, when the thought scared me, today I’m excited. Not “OMG!” excited. Rather, I feel a sort of calm warmth and curiosity. I’ve never run for a full 20 minutes before.

    *thinking*

    I just remembered that I’ve done it on a treadmill. But somehow, I don’t think it’s quite the same.

    Over the past few weeks, my sense of motivation has been a pleasant surprise. “Oh, tomorrow’s [Monday/Wednesday/Friday]. Gotta run!” Like clockwork, I make sure my gear’s all set. I keep looking for information about the sort of food I ought to be eating and when I should replace my shoes.

    All of this and I have yet to reach 5k.

    Nevertheless, my determination to get through this has come as a surprise. I’m actually impressed, even though I don’t know where the road is going to lead.

    We truly are wonderfully made.

  • Born to run?


    I have no idea. But I’m trying.

    Last night was the end of my second week of the Couch to 5K program.

    I don’t know what it is. But somehow in the back of my mind I think I’ve always viewed running as one of the more admirable sports. Something that requires just what I lack–discipline, and physical stamina.

    The C25K program isn’t bad in theory. You start out alternating between running and walking. For those of you who can’t memorize the length of different intervals, there are podcasts that you can download. I’ve been using one without any music. You can add your own tracks to it using a program like GarageBand (if you’re a Mac head). I’m not sure what the PC alternative is.

    Audacity, perhaps?

    (I don’t mean to sound like a wuss, but I don’t think I’d have quite the same motivation if I was running in silence. Right now I’m at the point where I need someone–or something–to kick my butt.)

    In spite of how good my new exercise regimen sounds in my head, physically, I’m being tested. Every morning I wake up aching. If this perpetual soreness doesn’t leave me, I may move on to something else.

    *thinking wistfully of my bicycle*

  • “Hello Ladies…”

    Andrew made this.

  • Hair DO

    Lest you were wondering, this is the new hair.




  • Oh, Toronto. Why must you haunt me so?

    WHY?

    Even though I’m nowhere nearby, you keep calling my name.

  • Intermission – courtesy of Supernatural Film School

    Here’s one of the best blog posts I’ve never written:

    “Triathlons are from the DEVIL…”

    I was inspired. Why?

    1. The writing. Like a good book or movie, it draws you in and keeps you there ’til the very end.

    2. I’ve been trying to get into exercising. Meanwhile, Satan keeps messing with me. I keep making excuses.

    Still, that hasn’t stopped this chick from having mad fantasies about being super-fit.

    3. The way Todd mentions his older competitors. I’m related to and was raised by people who won’t let a number stop them.

    Overall, an excellent read.

  • Ralph Macchio is nearly 50. FIFTY!!

    Now look-y here!:

    Wax On, *Eff* Off

    Confession time: I’ve never seen The Karate Kid. (The original or the remix.)

    I ignored this clip when it first came out. But I’ve finally given it a go. It offers viewers a very interesting commentary on what it takes to be famous these days.

    I won’t go into a full blown rant. Yet it actually made me a little pensive, nostalgic, and sad.

    If nothing else, I dig the way Mr. Macchio rolls his eyes at the new KKid poster.

    Oh how the times have changed.

  • “Fire the PARENTS…”

  • I *heart* Ken Robinson.