Weekend Update: October 19 - 21

This Lopez chicken had an incredibly busy weekend…it’s Wednesday and I’m still in recovery.


Friday night, one of my favorite people and I dressed up in our little German girl outfits and headed up to Tulsa, Oklahoma for Oktoberfest. We were two of, like, five people who dressed up on this chilly night—which resulted in exponential attention. We were asked to take pictures with people, for people…we were asked to dance…and some party goers thought we actually worked there, so we were asked where beer lines were. It was fantastic and a great time for a newly single girl! Here are a few pictures from our night:

Saturday—well I pretty much spent the entire day in bed with a massive headache. Turns out, I am EXTREMELY addicted to caffeine. I need to figure out how to wean myself off of it, but until then…$3.85 white chocolate mochas, nonfat with whip every morning! That evening, however, I went to Evil Dead The Musical with my friends Chanel and Roxanne. It was a really funny, cheesy show and I loved it. I especially loved being drenched in fake blood—thank Goodness Chanel had seen the show before and we were all equipped with ponchos!

Sunday was pretty chill. Chanel and I participated in an afternoon Ghostrunners 5K with her dog, Luna. It was October 21st, but it felt like the middle of summer, with hurricane force winds. I may be exaggerating…but only slightly. It was pretty rough and I haven’t run in so long that my timing sucked ass. I did a lot of walking. That wasn’t a proud moment for me. Nonetheless, here is a picture of Chanel, Luna, Chanel’s cousin and me pre-race.

So that was our weekend. #goodtimes

Dirty 30 - Zombie Edition / October 6, 2012 (Hinton, Oklahoma)

My friends and I tackled another 5K over the weekend--this time filled with obstacles, mud, frigid weather and *ZOMBIES*!!!  I was not looking forward to waking up early and driving an hour West to run in freezing weather.  One saving grace was the fact that the predicted rain never arrived--so we didn't have to worry about that.  The wind and the temp were pretty brutal though.

This Dirty 30 was set up very well.  The waves of runners were small, so it was neither crowded nor miserable and we didn't have to push through packs of people to maintain a comfortable pace.  The very first obstacle was a vat of mud, which all five of us bypassed to savor any warmth we had in us and then we moved on over hay bales, through tires and man made wooden contraptions, including giant and medium sized walls.  And, of course, we were chased by zombies trying to steal the flags off our belts.  All five of us ended the race sans flags--but we kept hold of them for awhile, zig zagging left and right through groups of 10 - 15 zombies.  It was great fun.

Here is a picture of the girls before the race. 

From Left:  Monica, Chanel, Roxanne, Me and Stephanie

Here are pictures of me DURING the race:

Here are post race photos.  We were freezing.  FREEZING.

Before this run, I had vowed not to participate in any more "fun" runs.  This decision was based on my two color run experiences and the Warrior Dash...HOWEVER, the organization of this particular Dirty 30 (and once we had warmed up by actually moving rather than waiting for the race to begin) has left the option open again.  I would be down for another mud run.  I would.

The Long Walk by Stephen King

The Long Walk is the first novel I have read by Stephen King and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I was under the assumption that all of King’s books were all about horror, gore and terror. Clearly mistaken.


The Long Walk is about just that…a long walk. 100 strong bodied boys volunteer to walk in this national past time…about pride, strength and courage. The rules are that the pace must be kept at 4 miles per hour, no resting and you are provided food supplements once every 24-hours; however, you may ask for a canteen or water whenever you wish. If a Walker cannot keep his pace, then he is given a warning. After three warnings, the walker is shot dead. It does not matter if he passes out, gets a cramp, has a seizure or his legs go out. Have to urinate? Open the pants and do it at 4 miles an hour. Have to defecate? A Walker usually got at least one warning doing this.

The public line the streets cheering on these boys, placing bets on who will win. They are not allowed to interfere with the Walkers or provide any extra treats, such as fruit or sodas. If they are caught doing so, they are arrested.

The boys are followed through their entire journey by a truck full of military men, waiting to blow their brains out.

Many of the Walkers went insane. A few turned vigilante. And some just sat down when they were finished and waited for their ticket.

The ending wasn’t clean cut. King left it open for interpretation. I think the winner died of exhaustion, but after my brief google search, others think he just went crazy at the end. Some think that there is no winner and once the last Walker is left, the Major (the revered psychopath in charge of this event) shoots him.

No matter what the ending, my enjoyment of the novel is unchanged. It was great—it reminded me a bit of the Hunger Games, actually, just better written—and I highly recommend it to anyone looking for their next good read.

Weekend Update: Oklahoma State and Kevin Durant

My Friday and Saturday were so jam packed full of activity that my entire day of relaxation on Sunday was not taken for granted.

Friday night I went out to celebrate a friend finishing his final medical boards tests.  We went to a new club in Bricktown and were in the VIP area.  Big deal, right?  Well...turns out Kevin Durant was celebrating his birthday party in the VIP area of the same club...with the entire Oklahoma City Thunder team.  It was certainly a rush and very exciting stuff.  I got a few pictures (as seen below)...but we were prohibited from using our flashes, so they are very dark.  They are there, nonetheless...and it was pretty fantastic.  I have to admit, though...that I didn't get that excited when Wesbrook brushed passed me to get to his section or when I saw Durant; HOWEVER, when James Harden showed up with his beard...I pretty  much lost it and turned into a teenage girl.

The birthday boy, Kevin Durant:

  Russell Westbrook (kind of a douche):

Serge Ibaka:

and...THE MAN...THE LEGEND...James Freaking Harden:

Finally...here is a picture of our other party guests...shots shots shots:

After a glorious Friday night...Saturday I woke up frantically trying to get ready to do some tailgating in Stillwater, Oklahoma with my favorite people.  Although my pokies lost to Texas, the game was superb to the end.

Here is my sister and me with my BEAUTIFUL niece who I love so freaking much:

And me and my girls...who I also love so freaking much:

And that concludes the weekend for this Lopez.  Tune in next weekend...as I already have a full schedule and am exhausted just thinking about it...!