Who knew you had to train like an athlete to run to run a 5K? It’s only
like 3 miles and I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal. But
apparently it is, and now I’ve gotten myself committed to running it on
April 11 — two days shy of my birthday, so happy birthday to me.

I’m doing the training thru Luke’s Locker. Apparently they heard me say
on the air that my goal in 2010 was to run a half-marathon. I know!
What was I thinking when I said that out loud?? On the RADIO?! But
unless I give up my job, my social life and all parental
responsibilities, there’s no way I’ll be ready to run around 13 miles
by April 11. So we’re shooting for the 5K and after I conquer that, I’m
supposed to start training for a half-marathon in the fall. I am scared
to death. It’s one thing to SAY it. It’s another thing to DO it.

First thing I had to do was get some running shoes. So I take off my
shoes to be measured and the man tells me I have “exceptional” arches.
“Exceptional” is another word for “sexy” — at least in my head it is.
So I’m feeling all full of myself until he gets a good look at those
pasty white legs J-Si is so crazy about and we both notice I haven’t
shaved them in about a week. What’s the point when you’re single,
right? Apparently, there IS a point and I’m not going to make that
mistake again. You just never know when a man’s going to be THISCLOSE
to your bare calf.

I was given a few days worth of a training schedule and I’ve been
tweeting about it. And lot of people tweeted me back and said they’re
going to do it with me. So I can start posting everything on my blog
site, too, so even MORE people can join me in my misery! I’m starting
from ground ZERO, so it probably sounds ridiculously easy when you’re
reading this. But I’m here to testify, running 5 minutes without
stopping is hard.

Day 1: Walk 15 minutes.
Day 2: Walk 5 minutes; run 5 minutes; walk 5 minutes.
Day 3: Yoga class
Day 4: Joining a group at White Rock Lake at 7:00am on Saturday –
WTH?!?! — to walk 10 minutes; run 10 minutes; walk 10 minutes. If I
can’t run the entire 10, then I add those minutes to my last stretch of
walking. So if I only run 7 minutes, I will finish walking 13 minutes.
Day 5: Walk 20 minutes.

That’s it so far! The big kahuna at Luke’s is going to evaluate my
progress on Monday and then we’ll schedule my training regimen. This is
crazy nuts, right? But I’m going to be a runner and runners are sexy.

And then I have to get a cute runners outfit for my first 5K. And an
even CUTER outfit for my half marathon. This is going to be very
interesting. Or not. But I’m doing it anyway.

XO
Kellie

here’s something weird…different…and a little “out there”.

I played it for my son and he kinda liked it…so what do you think?

Enjoy!

–Chuck

I may have forgotten how to date. Its been so long. So, I was talking to a friend yesterday and she agreed to let me go on a practice date with her. Do I seriously need a practice date? Its not like I was really great
at dating even when I was doing it a lot. So if I have forgotten how to do it,
it could actually be a good thing. I’ll let you know how the practice date
goes. Its supposed to go down tonite..

It was tough but over this past weekend, I made the decision to give my doggie queso away to a good home. She was not getting the attention that she needed to get and it was because of me. Because of the restaurant that
we have bought, there has been a serious decline in my free time and I haven’t walked
her or ran with her in over two months. I just kinda realized that a young dog
needs more than this. Ad that to the fact that stretch, my older dog just
passed away a few months ago and queso deserves more happy times. Lyn, please
take care of my little queso. She is a GREAT dog! Hope ya’ll have fun together.

Mom and dad are doing well. I know that’s random but I get an email asking how they are doing since I haven’t mentioned it for a while. So, dad is doing well as ever. He calls me and asks me to bring him some food for
the restaurant and when I walk in the door, he’s sitting at the table eating. Oh
well, you cant get mad at your older parents.

So this actually happened the other day and we never talked about it on the air. This is for kellie raspberry and anyone else that does this. Kellie asks why no guys will walk up to her and strike up a conversation
well this may have a little something to do with it. When you walk into a club
with your 2 or 3 hot girlfriends, no problem…that’s fine. The more the merrier.
But when you walk in with your girlfriends and you also bring in 4 guys that
like guys, im sorry. They can be the nicest guys in the world. In fact, these
guys that you were with were VERY nice guys. But straight guys, for the most
part, are not going to approach you when you are in this group. Now, im a
pretty secure guy but even I would have a little bit of an issue approaching a
girl surrounded by girlfriends and guy/girlfriends. Its unfriendly territory. So,
all I have to say is if you are not being approached by guys on a given night,
maybe there’s a reason.

Last night, I accidently ran into the DB of all DB’s. he was an attorney. How do I know this? He told me. Ut he doesn’t wake up until 11 or 12noon. How do I know this? He told me! He’s a pretty fortunate guy though. He was
adopted into a pretty wealthy family. And you don’t want to get him drunk. Why not?
Because he gets drunk and starts “throwing his weight around and buying drinks
for everyone at the bar.” How do I know these things? Because he told me! How does
it make sense in some guys minds to just tell crap like this? Especially to
people that they just met. Wow. It went on and on and he was very happy to talk
about himself. Poor guy… he has no clue.

Congrats to Kelly Ripa! She got a new tatoo…of her “married” last name…CONSUELOS. I’m tempted to get a tat my-self.

Whats most important to you in a mate? If it’s eye color, hair style, clothing, muscles, and height, then you aren’t on the right track. Stop focusing on bank account and body. My best friend called me the other day and said she’s found someone she’s into but she’s kinda embarrassed. Apparently, he’s balding, chubby and older. I said so what? Go for it! She said he’s really smart, motivated and respectful to her. The opposite of her last “perfect” boyfriend who really brought her down. I told her that she’s 25-this guy doesn’t have to be a rest-of-your-life mate, but rather a guy for the moment. You learn from each person that comes into your life, chances are he won’t be THE ONE but maybe he will help her outlook change.

The main point here is to throw away your lists of things you want in a mate and re-write it to be just the things you really need emotionally. Someone who could communicate, be open, honest, true, loving, have self respect, and respect for those around him. Someone you find sexy doesn’t mean he is sexy to everyone around him like Brad Pitt. Emotional assets prove to fuel a relationship fire much longer than physical attributes.
When is “not settling” being too picky? You have to ask yourself one question. What qualities does your mate need to have in order for you to have a happy, healthy long-term relationship together? Of course, chemistry is important but this can be influence by his life goals. Beyond that, you must think about the life goals, character traits, and values you need to have in a husband or wife. There are many qualities you may WANT your soul mate to have, but it is more important to know what your “must have” qualities are. Wanting kids for instance. That can be a MUST. A man that is attentive is another.You absolutely should be picky when deciding if someone you are dating has these non-negotiable qualities.

Here’s a few thing to keep in mind to avoid being too picky:

1. Don’t make snap judgments on a first date.

2. Make sure your “must have” list is realistic.

3.Make sure your physical ideal for your perfect match is not so etched in your mind that you eliminate dates who don’t exactly fit your physical expectations in a mate.

I personally do NOT agree with the case for settling for Mr good enough. I think if you have high standard for yourself, it’s okay to be patient and independent and wait for someone that meets your needs. But just because he isn’t athletic and brunette isn’t a good enough reason to rule him out.

thanks for everyone that donated money for jared toward his wheelchair accessible van. Hopefully, you were watching the news last night and saw the huge smile on his face and saw his mom crying. Arlena, his mom said to
me, “every time im on the news im crying” but these were good tears. but rather
than just pull up and give them the keys and say “Here’s your van”, I thought
it would be even cooler if I got a few friends of his involved! I called norma,
his principle, and his coach, and his aunt, and in less than 8 hours, we had a
mini parade planned. He’s the way I visualized it. We would get the football
team, the drill team, the cheerleaders, the ROTC, the band and any other school
mates that wanted to get involved. I called every police officer that I knew to
get them to lead the parade, and of course we would have his brand new van at
the tail end of the parade. WE DID IT. At 4pm
yesterday, we had 3 motorcycle police officers, and 3 squad cars, the 3 buses
pulled up filled with his school mates. I arrived at his house first. I told
him and his mom that I was just popping in for a quick visit and an update for
our listeners. After I sat down and had talked to Jared for maybe 5 minutes, we
started to hear the band play in the distance. Then the police cars and
motorbikes sounded the sirens. I asked jared if he knew what was going on. We all
went outside to see what the deal was. You should have seen the look on his
face when he saw his schoolmates. Then he saw his van and is face lit up like a
Christmas tree. The automatic door opened up. The automatic ramp came down and
he rolled his wheelchair right up in there. What a Blessing! No longer will he
and his mom have to rent a wheelchair van for $100 per day, or have to be
picked up 1-2 hours before a doctors appointment and have to wait up to over an
hour to be picked up to get back home.

Just in case you don’t know the story, Jared was injured during a high school foot ball game this past season and paralyzed from the waist down. And the one thing that I heard his mom say in a past news story was
she was trying to find a van to transport jared (and his motorized wheelchair) to
school or to the doctor or just wherever…that’s when I decided to have a
fundraiser for jared at our restaurant and donate 100% of all the money we made
that day to jared toward a van. Yesterday, we delivered his van to him and his
mom Arlena. PAID IN FULL!

Sometimes you cant help but wonder why not so great things happen to really great people. Well, I was thinking about this just this morning. And if Jared hadn’t had his accident, his football team would not have
bonded like they have. In fact, this accident has served as a way served as a
way to bring his whole school together and even the community. Jared has
remained positive throughout this whole ordeal. And as far as I can see, his
faith has held strong and entact. you can go to myfoxdfw.com and see the story.

Friday night I emceed a drag beauty pageant at Legacy High School in
Mansfield. Let me just say, many of those boys could make a career out
of it IF they wanted to. They dedicated the entire week to raising
money to pay for the medical expenses of an 11-year-old girl named
Olivia who’s dying of brain cancer. They hoped to raise $10K, and they
know they’ve made at least $12K so far. Their goal was to get Taylor
Swift to show up for a pep rally for Olivia. They couldn’t make that
happen, but they did get her tickets to Taylor’s concert next month.
I’m hoping there’s a way to arrange for Olivia to meet her.

My friend Shanda is the one who arranged for me to emcee the pageant,
and afterward she wanted to take me out to dinner to celebrate. That’s
when the small-town charm of Mansfield kicked in! It really was sweet.
She started rattling off all the names of the chain restaurants they
had and we finally settled on Chili’s “because they stay open late and
it’s already 9:00.”

Saturday night we went out to celebrate my girlfriend Christy’s
engagement. That was fun. I was a good girl and stuck to vodka sodas
all night so I wouldn’t suffer a horrific hangover the next day. There
WAS that one wedding cake shot, but how could I say no to that? We had
our classy dinner at Biernat’s and then decided to swing the other way
and hit up Big Al’s bar. Valet was COMPLETELY full. So we went to the
bar across the street with the sign that said, “$8 Valet with
validation. All others $100.” What?? We had to go inside this bar to
get validated and then we could go to Big Al’s. So we’re standing in
line to get in to this bar and the man at the door looks at Christy’s
ring. “I’m actually shopping for an engagement ring for my girlfriend.
How many carets is that?” I could tell she was a bit embarrassed, but
she answered, and then he said, “Whoa! How much did that cost?” She
didn’t answer. “What does he do for a living?” I finally said, “That’s
a bit nosy, isn’t it?” And then he got attitude with ME. “I’m only
asking because I’m shopping. Geesh!” Jerk. We happily validated our
parking tickets without buying a drink and marched our butts over to
Big Al’s.

I immediately ran into a half-lit J-Si who said, “Aw, Kellie! You just
missed me singing! Let’s sing Cobra Starship!!” Okay! So J-Si and I put
our names down for “Good Girls Go Bad” and hung out until the magic
happened.

Meantime, I’m sitting at the table with my girlfriends and this really
cute guy walks by, looks me dead in the eye and waves with a “Hi.” My
newly engaged “Kellie needs a man, too” girlfriend Christy immediately
chases him down, and says, “You just said hi to my friend. Do you think
she’s cute? Would you like to come sit down with us??” He says, “I’ve
been saying hi to everyone tonight” and turns and leaves. THAT didn’t
embarrass the snot out of me. And what was his mission, exactly? To
stroke the egos of girls who would otherwise get no attention? I went
from feeling flattered to deflated in 10 seconds flat. I managed to
overcome that to sing my little duet with J-Si and then it was time to
go.

Thanks to the vodka sodas, Sunday wasn’t insufferable. I actually got
some stuff done around the house I’ve been meaning to get to for about
2 years…And Emma Kelly and I bonded picking up dog poop in the back
yard. She thinks that’s the BEST. And that’s pretty much how you can
some up my weekend: a pageant, a failed pickup and dog poop.

XO
Kellie