<?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-7896097372404702299</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:54:36.543-05:00</updated><category term='piercing'/><category term='running'/><category term='biking'/><title type='text'>one thing leads to another</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7896097372404702299.post-8980851421661044970</id><published>2009-09-15T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:58:15.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having one of those months where everything feels off.  Nothing seems as bright or funny or enjoyable.  And then today I realized that this time last year was just about the lowest point of my life.  Obviously there is some lingering sadness and despair.  Oh and then there's that feeling when someone says they want to move in together - and then changes their mind.  And what really tops that off is being told that in addition to not moving in together they would also like to spend less time together.  Oh thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7896097372404702299-8980851421661044970?l=morethanlikely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/8980851421661044970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7896097372404702299&amp;postID=8980851421661044970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/8980851421661044970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/8980851421661044970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-having-one-of-those-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7896097372404702299.post-8459842197974529566</id><published>2009-08-26T19:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:36:15.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 30 Day Shred</title><content type='html'>I've been hearing so much about Jillian Michaels' &lt;a href="http://jillianmichaels.shop.sportstoday.com/Product.aspx?pc=JIAM13"&gt;30 Day Shred&lt;/a&gt; that I finally ordered myself a copy.  I am so excited I almost wish I had paid extra for the overnight shipping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7896097372404702299-8459842197974529566?l=morethanlikely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/8459842197974529566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7896097372404702299&amp;postID=8459842197974529566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/8459842197974529566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/8459842197974529566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-day-shred.html' title='The 30 Day Shred'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7896097372404702299.post-7857014380510263494</id><published>2009-06-17T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:39:45.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At times I feel myself sinking into a deep pit of despair -- typically pushed there be someone or something.  I know the right things to do are to be social and run and avoid sad music (and the couch).  However, I typically find myself wanting to do all of the wrong things like curl up into a ball in the corner of my couch, listen to city and colour and lead an all around reclusive life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Off to do something wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7896097372404702299-7857014380510263494?l=morethanlikely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/7857014380510263494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7896097372404702299&amp;postID=7857014380510263494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/7857014380510263494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/7857014380510263494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-times-i-feel-myself-sinking-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7896097372404702299.post-7707693869594787305</id><published>2009-05-30T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:48:23.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oakapplerun.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; didn't go so well (1:05:30).  Maybe &lt;a href="http://heartofthehillsrace.com/main.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; will be better. Some things that have gone remarkably well are the bike rides on my shiny new (to me) bike and the piercing of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/SiGNQsrKQtI/AAAAAAAAAvA/gtMovIwil0g/s1600-h/Nose%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/SiGNQsrKQtI/AAAAAAAAAvA/gtMovIwil0g/s200/Nose%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341705951047729874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7896097372404702299-7707693869594787305?l=morethanlikely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/7707693869594787305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7896097372404702299&amp;postID=7707693869594787305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/7707693869594787305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/7707693869594787305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-didnt-go-so-well-10530.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/SiGNQsrKQtI/AAAAAAAAAvA/gtMovIwil0g/s72-c/Nose%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7896097372404702299.post-5385969180973562782</id><published>2009-05-27T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:04:57.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>calendar of my events:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oakapplerun.org/pages/OARHome.asp"&gt;May 30 - Oak Apple Run 10 K&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://muddybuddy.com/"&gt;July 12 - Muddy Buddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crim.org/"&gt;August 22 - CRIM 10 Mile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebrooksieway.com/"&gt;October 4 - Brooksie Way Half-Marathon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freepmarathon.com/"&gt;October 18 - Detroit Free Press Half-Marathon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running most of these races with a group of girls I'll be training with this summer.  Sort of a work-place running group if you will.  I'm excited about training and about the races themselves, however; I cringed inwardly as I added the Detroit half.   A total step down from last year's full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Carrie said today, You ran a half marathon?  Oh, that's cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7896097372404702299-5385969180973562782?l=morethanlikely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/feeds/5385969180973562782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7896097372404702299&amp;postID=5385969180973562782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/5385969180973562782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7896097372404702299/posts/default/5385969180973562782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morethanlikely.blogspot.com/2009/05/calendar-of-my-events-may-30-oak-apple.html' title='calendar of my events:'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rqv1F_PnnCw/S3QgnUMzk_I/AAAAAAAAA0k/SlICa7jy-v0/S220/n36201027_31143091_2122.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
