And the countdown begins.  Thinking about this in reverse there are only 13 more days of ROCing of the ROC challenge, and then the year can be closed out!  In other words 352 days of ROCing are complete! Whoohoot!  Needless to say the stems, and joints, and feet, and toes, are all feeling:

a) pretty tired

b) pretty achy

c) pretty good

d) all of the above

    

If you answered choice d) bloggee then indeed you are correct. 

 

Ironically, just today, EndorphinGirl read that the NJ Marathon blog site’s re-launch of the next December ROC challenge.  Who’s in? EndorphinGirl™?

 

On another note, there was a really cool endorpin’ escapade this past Sunday with childhood friend Mel.  The EndorphinFriend™s CitiBiked across the Brooklyn Bridge.  The subtle but really then not so subtle incline to get over the bridge was a great endorphin challenge, both ways.  Overall a very cool and fun adventure with great company and delicious pizza midway! 

 

Stupendous yoga session with some of the 16th Street Workout gals last night.  One of the best ever shavasanas thanks to Yogi Julie.  Following a great class of yoga basics and stretching, they all happily zoned out during this best ever shavasana.  Julie rocks as a yogi!

 

The half marathon training is slowly coming to fruition.  In fact, EndorphinGirl™ needs to quickly wrap-up her blog and get herself training this evening, and tomorrow, and tomorrow evening and the next evening and the one after that.  Yes, you get the idea!  There is training to be done! 

 

But not before a mention of EndorphinGuy™ who is still trying to figure out his next challenge – check out an image of him.  What do you think?  Has he made much progress?  Progress about his next challenge?  What do you think?  Thank you to one of the EndorphinKids™ for the great image.

 

Until next time, guest comments always welcome in guestbook and keep on endorphin’.

 

EndorphinGirl™ 

EndorphinGirl™

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The end all of feminine Super Heroes, Endorphin Girl fights unhappiness, depression, aches and pains and basically anything that doesn't feel like your entire body has just burst through the event horizon of a black hole at a final climactic radar gun read of 187,000 miles per second only to discover that beyond the speed of perfect love lies an alternate universe with a full cooler of ice cold anything you desire to quench the sweet lava like oozing fire in your love parched throat as well as hot bags of tacos, buffalo wings and Fritos, with nary a complaint about crumbs or eating in bed, followed by the nap of the millennium and a wake up full body massage

 

Source:  Endorphin Girl. (n.d.) In Urban Dictionary online. Retrieved December 14, 2012, from https://www.urbandictionary.com/