Oops....

Running.
Running is epic.
My life is running.
Making my life epic!
YAY!!
haha ok, really, lets begin my next story, shall we?
Yes, lets.

Kaylee and I needed a good run. We haven't done anything really hard in a while and if we're going to run a half marathon we kinda need to get working..... So we decided to run Hell Hill. If you do not know this epic hill, that's ok. Kaylee and I made it up. It's a hill just off Canyon Rd. And it's almost as bad as Center Hill. But we love it because we can run up it and then we sit on the top and watch over the city for a little while before running home. As we were decending down the hill a cute old black lab came running out from some house. He ran with us on the way down the hill and the bottom I tried to make him stay there. Didn't work so well. I guess he wanted to play. Kaylee doesn't like dogs. And it was kinda my fault he was following us. So I got this AMAZING idea. There was some 'Old Spice' on the ground. I picked it up and threw it away and the silly dog went after it. Seeing a chance Kaylee and I broke out our 'speedy pants' and ran for our lives. Only to hear those dog tags clinking behind us. You have no idea how long it took us to fool him....
Sad thing was... I wanted to take him home....he was so cute! But I couldn't... I know that..

But still. Epic run.....

A nightmare come true.....

The worst thing in the world has just happened.....
A terrible nightmare come true.....

I must begin this story at the beginning.

My mom is on a diet.
Meaning, so am I.
We hardly have sugar anymore and to be honest, it isn't all that bad! At least, until last night.

You see, I had a long day, one of those days that just doesn't seem to end. So I decided to treat myself to a small bowl of ice cream.
I took my first bite. Hmmm...something didn't seem right.
I'm just kinda tired. That's all.
Take another bite.
No, something is wrong.
Another bite.
And then it hit me. Like smack in the face, it hit me.
This ice cream was GROSS!!!!
It must be old or something. So I ran to the kitchen to look at the box.
Nope. Not old.....
I took another bite.
Gag.
Sob.
Cry.
I put the bowl down on the counter and walked away from it.
I just couldn't handle the pain, the heartbreak. My one true love, Cookie dough ice cream, has betrayed me. I can no longer enjoy the best thing in this world.....

Farewell, Ice Cream.
I will never forget you.