Showing posts with label Drinkin'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drinkin'. Show all posts

Monday, November 05, 2007

Race report I can't really remember...

Sorry- short term memory and I have been to San Francisco, Charleston, Cleveland, Charleston, and now Chicago since. Woooohooooo!!! (Hey- any of you Chicago bloggers want to meet up for a run Wednesday morning? I am hella slow- but Chicago can't hold me down. No ma'am)

So, the Grape Stomp 10K rocked. The weather was swell (60 degrees and zip humidity)

Most laid-back race I have ever done. No chips. Some dude wearing a tie-dyed shirt yelled GO! and off we went... probably around 300 of us? Course was out and back on paved path and dirt road. Felt good... finished in about 1:04, rocking about 10:25 min/miles. No PR there, but who cares? Drank some wine after the race and jetted around wine country in the convertible before heading back to San Fran.

Life is grand :)


Tiff in her natural state, sporting her new Gucci sunglasses from overstock.com. BOO YEAH

Saturday, September 08, 2007

An easy (hot) 10 this morning!

So, my training plan called for only 10 miles this morning... my last stepback week before next week's 20 miler and then taper.

The worst part of this week? I have to run 20 miles BY MYSELF. My running partners are doing it Saturday morning and I am in a wedding that day so I know I will be boozing it up Thursday night at the bachelorette party, Friday at the rehearsal, and Sat for the festivities.

So... I am running it Thursday morning. Before work.

What?

Yeah.

Sigh.

This week is nuts. I fly to Los Angeles tomorrow afternoon for 2 days, then to DC on Tuesday evening, then back to Charleston Wednesday night.

Get home at 11 PM Wednesday night.

Run 20 miles in the morning.

3 days of debauchery.

And work.

Damn.

Oh yeah... on another interesting note. I have received flowers from guys I have been dating/seeing twice in the last two months. Immediately after I receive the flowers, the "relationship" goes to sh*t. Next time the florist calls me with a delivery, I am giving a false address. Seriously.

Hell yeah- the Gamecocks are actually beating Georgia in the 3rd quarter- I am opening a bottle of wine.

Another reason to celebrate? Michigan SUCKS.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

It's like that.... and that's the way it is...

In an effort to get to bed early for my 7:00 AM flight to Vancouver tomorrow morning, I have found myself totally engrossed in the Runner's World online forums. It is now 12:29 AM EST and I am totally delirious.

One particular thread caught my eye- some dude was talking about how training for a marathon has affected his marriage. Most of the people agreed that your spouse needs to be supportive and understanding and so on... while others admitted it contributed to the failure of their own union.

Seeing as how I have never- a) run a marathon or b) legally gotten married - I did not have anything concrete to add to the post. However, it did kinda remind me of how a 5K race once threatened to get between me and happy hour.

Not wanting to short change either of my loves, I ended up doing both.

Is marathoning and marriage that easy too???

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Snow, hills, and running… oh my!!!!

3 miles is better than nothing, right?

I woke up after only sleeping 4 hours or so on my aunt’s couch and a long night of throwing back the homemade vintage, playing Texas Hold Em, filling Easter eggs with candy and silver dollars (I didn't steal any, OK? It's for the kids), and getting physically assaulted by the 84 kids in the house… and looked outside.

Snow, ice, 20 degree weather. Welcome to beautiful northeast Ohio, folks!!

So, I did what any sane Southern gal would do. I laced up my running shoes and did an easy 3 miles, stepping gingerly around patches of ice and moving out of the way while snow plows came through.

Go TIFF!!!

P.S. I think it was a wise move to save my 9 mile long run for tomorrow… when I am back in good ole’ Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarleston. Word.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Only 364 Days til St. Patrick's Day '08!

Thank heavens St. Patty's only comes once a year.... boy did we celebrate my 10K PR. Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate!

Here is the back of a really cool shirt that someone gave me last night. For some reason, people always give me really fabulous crap like this when I am out. The stuff around the shirt is some of the remnants of my St. Patty's Day getup that I so proudly sported. I would type more but my head hurts.



Hope everyone else had a good ole' time!

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Life is one big DETOUR

I love maps. I happened to look at the map last night to see how far San Francisco was from Sacramento....
Wait...
Is that NAPA in between those two cities?
NAPA.... as in... wine country?!?!

It is possible?

Could I possibly be passing through the land of lucious Chardonnays, bold Cabernets, and mouth-watering Merlots?

Well, it is about a 45 minute detour... would my travel mates be up for a little side jaunt through the beautiful northern California countryside?

You bet your ass they were!

I had one of the best days of my life today.... woke up early and worked out (10 miles on the bike and some elliptical), had a leisurely breakfast in San Francisco and a stroll around town (all before 9 AM!), lunch with some prospects, and an afternoon in wine country. The kind of day that makes me remember why I do what I do.... Some people plan their trips to Napa for MONTHS.... and I get to decide last minute that I want to go!

I think I've died and gone to heaven... I finally got to visit my favorite winery- Cakebread Cellars. Pick up a bottle of Cakebreak Sauvignon Blanc or Chardonnay if you get a chance. I arrived too late for their afternoon tasting and did not have an appointment. I pulled a little southern charm and the host graciously offered to pour me a taste of whatever I wanted! I chose the Cakebread Chardonnay Reserve and was not disappointed. How yummy!
We then hit up Peju, Alpha Omega (a new winery with a wonderful Cabernet, smooth as silk with their instant decanter), and my new favorite- Sequoia Grove. The guy at Sequoia Grove was so super cool- he took us to the back tasting room where I tasted my first wine straight from the barrel before it was bottled. Wow!



I left Napa with two bottles of wine to take home and great new knowledge and tips.

What a day!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Great run tonight...

Wow! I had a great tempo run tonight... oh wait.... I lied.... I went out and got blitzed with my coworkers. A good month in sales means celebrating at the end of the month and I can't help February only has 28 days.

4 Tylenol and a Gatorade later- I am passing out.

Please no hangover, please no hangover, please no hangover!!!

Friday, January 26, 2007

I am never drinking again

Does someone have a gun?

I cannot stop laughing whenever I re-read this email from Lulu this morning:
"Did you seriously get a VM from Raul? Who the fuck is Raul? And how did he get your number?"

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Bad bad bad bad bad Tiff

I intended to go out last night for just "one drink"... and ended up leading the troops like the Pied Piper throughout the city of Charleston on a bar tour... finally getting home at 2:30 AM.

Now it is 5:43 AM and I am hating life.

I have a race this morning.

Why did I do this?

Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad Tiff.

One thing is for sure though... I never considered missing this damn race. Come hell or puke, I would be out there!!

Can I getta WOOHOO?

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Charleston Area Woman Reportedly has, “The Best Day of Her Life”

AP- CHARLESTON, South Carolina

A local 26 year old woman, known to her friends as “T-FAN", reportedly had the best day of her life on Friday, December 29, 2006. Said T-FAN, “I usually just assume that Fridays are going to be pretty damn good, but I just had a special feeling this morning… like the sun was shining a little brighter, birds chirping with more gusto, that this might be the day I hit the Tiffany Trifecta.”

For those unfamiliar with the Tiffany Trifecta, it includes a USC Gamecocks win, a Clemson loss, and Tiffany beating everyone at the Bimimi Ring game out by the beach. The ring game is just that, you hook a ring on a string on a hook by swinging it. T-FAN has spent many hours perfecting her form at home and training with professionals.

Lo and behold, T-FAN got her Trifecta on Friday. She excitedly watched Clemson fall to Kentucky, the Gamecocks beat Houston, and got her ring game title, earning the name Mutha of the Ringmaster among the locals. T-FAN quipped, “I was not sure I could beat that last opponent, those 7 year olds really have the height advantage for the ring game. Good thing I practiced those extra hours before the competition. Can I get another beer, please?”

Eyewitnesses state that T-FAN was spotted jumping into the ocean later in the evening and then apparently she took a short recess to shower and appeared downtown at Tommy Condon’s, dancing the shag with a man in a kilt and then buying the entire bar a round of $1 PBRs at Big John’s. Her final stops of the evening included Henry’s and the bar at Oak Steakhouse for a Woodford Reserve Manhattan.

Sources say that traditionally, someone’s best day of their life is often followed by a not-so-good day.

In an effort to follow up on T-FAN’s wonderful day, we caught up with her this morning at Martha’s Beauty Salon. Vickie, T-FAN’s regular stylist, spent several hours this morning with the local celebrity. Said Vickie, “For some reason, T-FAN is especially quiet when she has early Saturday morning appointments. This morning was the worst we have ever seen. She worn an eye mask the entire time, sunglasses on top of that, and chugged several bottles of Gatorade. When I asked what she wanted done to her hair, she just murmured, ‘Jetaukuninckkoffff’. I could not comprehend what she was saying and she just waved her hand at me when I asked her to clarify. Oh well. Hopefully she will appreciate the new sideswept bang I gave her.”

And there you have it, folks.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

No longer a hash virgin!

After drinking about four dozen beers, smoking one cigar, playing unlimited games of Photo Hunt, and doing shots at the Mexican beer with some Mexican that didn't even speak Spanish... I feel a little rough today. The hash was great though! I just wasn't prepared to be totally f'ed up by 4:00 PM. Luckily, there was another virgin in the group. Well, two actually but the other was a dog. And ironically, the other virgin was a South Carolina Gamecock too! What are the odds? It was nice having 3 Gamecocks there to yell out random cheers when I was not singing my sorority rush songs from back in the day.

Riiiiiight.

On another note, Brownie and I went to some bar that opens at 7 AM. We roll in there around 11:30 AM right after I get off my plane. Fast forward to 9 or 10 at night and we go again.... Brownie points out one guy in the corner that was there THAT MORNING and he is sitting in the same spot, wearing the same clothes. I have no doubt he just made a day of it sitting at that barstool.

So, long story short. Still alive. Drank like a rockstar. Feel rough.

Let's just blame it on the altitude, eh?