<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888</id><updated>2012-03-06T20:58:37.156-08:00</updated><category term='after half marathon'/><category term='running fashion'/><category term='long run'/><category term='pre-race jitters'/><category term='carbo-loading'/><category term='walking'/><category term='choosing a running shoe'/><category term='Feetures'/><category term='calf injury'/><category term='SmartWool'/><category term='runner&apos;s high'/><category term='choosing a running sock'/><category term='mizuno'/><category term='night run'/><category term='Rae Douglass'/><category term='running after injury'/><category term='comradre'/><category term='landmark running'/><category term='13.1 miles'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='early running'/><category term='blog ranking'/><category term='running blogs'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='running your own race'/><category term='brooks cascadia'/><category term='runner&apos;s low'/><category term='running'/><category term='half marathon'/><category term='wogging'/><category term='running injury'/><category term='wrong side of the bed'/><category term='morning run'/><category term='energy dance'/><category term='trail running'/><category term='running in the dark'/><category term='camelback'/><category term='after 13.1'/><category term='half marathon training'/><category term='shin splints'/><title type='text'>Running Wogging &amp; the Glass Half Full</title><subtitle type='html'>Let us run with patience, the race that is set before us...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2413417914761806256</id><published>2012-03-02T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T22:22:20.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!3 miles- In my Half and Half Ghosts, &amp; Pure Flows- Think i'm going to hurl- I'm so Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can you believe we got an extra day this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Leap day-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Should have run, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But who can resist a chatty Mol's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Who's begging for a tuna lunch date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-S1Rm3O6m7Lg/T1BhHGYAY4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/3w1B9-lNhwc/s640/blogger-image-24710137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-S1Rm3O6m7Lg/T1BhHGYAY4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/3w1B9-lNhwc/s320/blogger-image-24710137.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's:﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, March 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last run&amp;nbsp;being Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was bound and determined to get one in today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Put together a ensemble that would find me going NO WHERE but the pavement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took a self portrait reminiscent of ol' Uncle Sam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"I want YOU to run today"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q-AB2-cQUio/T1BZHVbOaZI/AAAAAAAABQw/T7uQOQpYnxo/s640/blogger-image--1855227199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q-AB2-cQUio/T1BZHVbOaZI/AAAAAAAABQw/T7uQOQpYnxo/s320/blogger-image--1855227199.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want YOU to run today!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even pulled out my half and half Brooks Ghosts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah that's right- I hate white shoes so much I sharpie-d them- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, just one so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(takes a wicked long time to cover all that white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TDGJ4Rqoh94/T1BZGr2Gc3I/AAAAAAAABQo/8QVgbPW-HAI/s640/blogger-image--31781669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TDGJ4Rqoh94/T1BZGr2Gc3I/AAAAAAAABQo/8QVgbPW-HAI/s320/blogger-image--31781669.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sharpie heaven on one&lt;br /&gt;Cursed white on the other&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I ran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just wanted to see what it would be like to really run it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 1 was clipping right along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Over a minute and a half faster than my usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My pace felt great-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did the math in my head figuring an amazing half marathon time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Amazing for me anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It spurred me on the run even more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;why not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I secretly thought I'd finally figured it out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and that today would be my breakthrough day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2nd mile had me faster still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 3 had me hemmed in by hills, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;pace slipped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 4 had me taking odd turns, trying to get out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I turned off into a neighborhood, and wove my way&amp;nbsp; through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;up ahead I see a dirt road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CSlbrIHwuzM/T1BZIXXiBMI/AAAAAAAABQ4/hIMabbZ1uRA/s640/blogger-image--897674615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-CSlbrIHwuzM/T1BZIXXiBMI/AAAAAAAABQ4/hIMabbZ1uRA/s320/blogger-image--897674615.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GGujz2loSH0/T1BZJ2pZGRI/AAAAAAAABRA/VXaOg3aBjug/s640/blogger-image--1779119366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GGujz2loSH0/T1BZJ2pZGRI/AAAAAAAABRA/VXaOg3aBjug/s320/blogger-image--1779119366.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a sucker for a good detour, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just had to take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It took me up, and spit me out on a road I knew well by the library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iJQpe6W1Shg/T1BZLGmqtpI/AAAAAAAABRI/POm1AWeJOgc/s640/blogger-image--683304824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iJQpe6W1Shg/T1BZLGmqtpI/AAAAAAAABRI/POm1AWeJOgc/s400/blogger-image--683304824.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot tell you how I love to just run and explore this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's like a scavenger hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 4.5 I'm toast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yep, toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A little anticlimactic, seeing as I had a long run in the back of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think that's the problem with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I give myself room to change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At whim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Should I call it and&amp;nbsp;label it &amp;nbsp;a 4 mile tempo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Should I soldier on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why did I push it so fast at the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blame my ego...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What? How can you have an ego when you can't even hold a 10 minute mile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I decide to blame my shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Get it in my head that they needed to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SO mile 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Home, hydrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;change shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm now in the lovely Brooks Pure Flows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They have been my shoe of choice while the Ghosts were 'out of commission'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On account of the Ghosts being only half technicolor-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Flows had been a bit problematic when first bought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But just about a week and a half ago, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd found my stride in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pace is back up, but no where near miles 1-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I start to wonder if I will ever figure this running thing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shoes don't have it today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mile 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where oh where is my boost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I usually get a fun boost of energy at mile 5 and mile 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A lovely little 'cheering on' my mind and body give me to keep going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dizzy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I run to our now empty rental house where I stashed another water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;chug and run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Surely that would help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then next 5 miles were a blur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;An odd walk /run where&amp;nbsp;I talked to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Flat mad bonkers bazerk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't really stressed&amp;nbsp; or sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just didn't have anything left to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Made it back to my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;13.04&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Overall pace ended up not so terribly bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fast forward 30 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm taking Moll's on a play date to big-bounce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(a play-place full of jump castles and big blow-up fun house slides)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I walk in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The popcorn smell is UNBELIEVABLY strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Over the next hour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I run to the bathroom 3 separate times and hurl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Made me half smile.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe I wasn't such a wuss after all on that run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Either I had a touch of the flu and ran through it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or I'd given it all I had for today and pushed myself to the limits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't know if I'll ever really know which it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What I do know, is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had very very very bad hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And my breath was funky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Time to head home.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is&amp;nbsp; a new day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Got my run in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know you're DYING to know which shoe I liked better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Ghosts had over all comfort in the bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My foot is a wide one- short and stout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't notice this when I wear them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;However, I never really found 'my stride' in them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Think the heel got in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That being said, I did run faster in them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mostly due to the fact I wore them the first half?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Flows feel great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I find that seamless gliding gate in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;However, I feel they are best with a slight decline or flat road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uphill? Forget about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think this means everyone will feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just that my foot being short puts the ball of my foot toward the back of the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I almost feel like I get stuck on the turnover unless I'm going faster, or downhill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mogo material has great responsiveness...but sometimes I get stuck in the bounce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like a slightly flat bouncy ball that falters....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br 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get one in?&lt;br /&gt;Early morning run it is---&lt;br /&gt;Alarm set for 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and out by 4:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a route I'd taken just last Sunday and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little 4.5 mile route &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd actually been thinking about running it all week since-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm running along, keeping it fun, and my pace is quite nice for me....&lt;br /&gt;Round the corner, walk half way down the block and see a stoplight up ahead..... &lt;br /&gt;I stop and walk&lt;br /&gt;WHAT????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawns on me- do I do this all the time, stop halfway down the block, before I get to the stoplight?&lt;br /&gt;WHY WOULD ANYBODY DO THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think about it a little more...&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I slow down or stop to walk halfway down the block BEFORE I get to the stoplight/crosswalk---&lt;br /&gt;I sprint across it like I'm about to die &lt;br /&gt;Then stop on the other side of the street to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;For someone soooooooooo worried about being slow, you'd think I'd strategise a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my tip of the week&lt;br /&gt;Stop AT the stoplight, not a moment before&lt;br /&gt;Walk across- &lt;br /&gt;Then keep on running when you get to the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But for me, this was a breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;Ran 9 miles 5 of which were a half minute or more faster than usual pace&lt;br /&gt;A clean sweep if you will-&lt;br /&gt;And I'm allll about cleaning and breaking things this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-254877581050729410?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' 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thing simply droned on and on- I felt like I was wandering around my house sorting through misplaced stuff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very foggy- my memory of the morning- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the Clorox fumes-&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden it was 11:45&lt;br /&gt;11:45- means time to retrieve Molly from kinder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly in tow, my run is reduced to a  tread mill session-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is delighted, for somewhere along the way, we've started this tradition whenever we go to the workout place-of buying some sort of power bar or Gatorade and splitting it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for her, the gal behind the desk upon hearing me say "oh-just pick something good" decided to pick the grossest, most expensive bar in the whole joint-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One taste, and I decide the bar in its entirety goes to Molls, who thinks me "the best mom ever!" only she's not a 'dull knife' when it comes to culinary delights- and with one bite- decided it was "yuck" and discarded the entire $3 worth in the trash-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mill-er time for me-&lt;br /&gt;I hop on board, and wait for the excitement to begin- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I can conjure up a story-line or two, while I whomp away on the machine- &lt;br /&gt;Usually it's me 'reading' people- &lt;br /&gt;(Tell me you people watch too)&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure them out- &lt;br /&gt;Are they happy or sad, why? Etc--- and create a little story for them - usually my stories have people living happily ever after and no one dies- haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I got nothin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have ear buds- &lt;br /&gt;So I plug them in to watch the minuscule TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before you judge-you have to understand, we don't have cable at our house- and although we have a newer flat screen- no free channels either- only decade old movies and odd Canadian sitcoms from Netflix (no offense Canada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mildly entertained when I flip through and find HGTV is showing "Bang For Your Buck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only I can't see the picture- there's a glare-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm is TV really worth moving to a less glare-y screen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And notice the machine in front of me has a perfect picture AND I don't have to hold my head weird- it's actually quite ideal- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hop off flip through- find my show and run in TV viewing heaven-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until some guy got on it and ruined my whole scheme- arggggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I need to bring a post-it note that&amp;nbsp;says "keep moving- this machine is in use"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall- a decent run-&lt;br /&gt;Ok not really, &lt;br /&gt;This was a'bide my time and throw down some miles'-run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as I'm writing this on MONDAY- &lt;br /&gt;And well, today is starting off quite grand!&lt;br /&gt;HA------- &lt;br /&gt;But that's for another post-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I told myself that by the time I got there, I wouldn't even care about the elevation change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore my Brooks Flows.&lt;br /&gt;Think I just might have to do a review on those puppies--- &lt;br /&gt;If that sort of thing is of interest to you, watch for it in the next few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First few miles were wonderful, and by wonderful, I mean WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;Even shaved some time off my pace with less effort than is respectable--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past Butler, past Dustin------&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnnnnd now we're on this road climbing with no where to turn off.&lt;br /&gt;For a brief moment, I think ---now would be a great time to PANIC-&lt;br /&gt;Am I really going to just run this road forever? &lt;br /&gt;Cause that's what it felt like, looked like, smelled like, tasted-----&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I popped my first sportz bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little on the unprepared side of&amp;nbsp;my run&amp;nbsp;today--- for some weird reason, I only had 4 sportz beans left in their bag-- &lt;br /&gt;Rationing was in order.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I even should need a sportz bean barely mile 4-&lt;br /&gt;But I did 'need'/want&amp;nbsp;a drink&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have one&lt;br /&gt;So sportz bean would have to suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did- I soldiered on-&lt;br /&gt;Had things on my mind to sort&lt;br /&gt;The run was perfect for this&lt;br /&gt;The wind was not&lt;br /&gt;It was pushing me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me that life is like this&lt;br /&gt;2 steps forward -push back&lt;br /&gt;One thing's certain- I'm&amp;nbsp;not doing the 2 steps back bit today&lt;br /&gt;Not in life-not in this run&lt;br /&gt;I think I say something to myself like--"I'm tough"&lt;br /&gt;But I sure as crackers didn't look the part- running into the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road was strong arming me&lt;br /&gt;Looking ahead all I could see was road upon road going up up up up up up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked to my right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X-rvk6NVEbQ/T0hpcqJoSKI/AAAAAAAABP4/Tr5qwWAp3ZM/s640/blogger-image-225171990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X-rvk6NVEbQ/T0hpcqJoSKI/AAAAAAAABP4/Tr5qwWAp3ZM/s400/blogger-image-225171990.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Flat gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;Wow&lt;br /&gt;I can run with&amp;nbsp;THAT cheering me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet that's a bit like Moab will feel like, &lt;br /&gt;Only 4ish short weeks till I run my first half!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;And that's all it took to get me to the top.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;There was more to my run, &lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that I LOVE doing just one turn spontaneous and unplanned&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I take a road- and it's BAD, leaving you never wanting it again&lt;br /&gt;Others are simply perfect- giving you a new route, great trail, short cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's spontaneous was taking 24th all the way up &lt;br /&gt;Usually 24th takes me to a trail turn off&lt;br /&gt;But today, I wanted to take it all the way, and see where it landed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It landed me a 'blessing' of sorts-&lt;br /&gt;You see, as I passed this Hogan type house- &lt;br /&gt;Traditional Navajo home&lt;br /&gt;and out of it was billowing this tanish billow of smoke&lt;br /&gt;The smoke smelled 'dusty', a musty pungent sort of smell, though faint.&lt;br /&gt;It intrigues me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the house looks like inside, with it's giant domed top-&lt;br /&gt;I think of Navajo rituals passed down from generation to generation, &lt;br /&gt;Rituals and ceremonies I know nothing about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the moment I run past, the wind whips the fog-like smoke over me&lt;br /&gt;A thick savory smoke -not reminiscent of campfire&lt;br /&gt;Something very incense-like&lt;br /&gt;I cough, sputter and run on,&amp;nbsp;almost certain I'd been accidentally &amp;nbsp;'blessed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm realizing I do need a sip of something at mile 5, and that every time I buck that notion, I set myself up for burnout at mile 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today was no different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I did find the Natural Foods store has little juice boxes for 55cents-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A happy stumble, to keep in mind for next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I turn towards home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My run is harder now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like a wind-up doll winding down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tired, happy, and feeling blessed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I let myself walk the rest of the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5148815660721689308?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5148815660721689308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=5148815660721689308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5148815660721689308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5148815660721689308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/114-runwalk-with-moab-esque-photo-op.html' title='11.4  with Moab-esque photo op and Hogan Blessing'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-X-rvk6NVEbQ/T0hpcqJoSKI/AAAAAAAABP4/Tr5qwWAp3ZM/s72-c/blogger-image-225171990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2731874967053862627</id><published>2012-02-21T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T18:23:02.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeup miles &amp; a Sunday stroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday Feb19th, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My running chart has been looking a bit sparse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Life is getting in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm working to find a balance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but running only 2 out of your 5 scheduled runs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't scream balance, now does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would need to plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To be creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would have to run on Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sundays are special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We go to church both morning and evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The afternoon is spent at an extended&amp;nbsp;family dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8 adults&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7 kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4 families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We are blessed to be so close both in miles and heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday mornings I also have a wonderful tradition of going for an early morning&amp;nbsp;walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With gals from our church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Where do you sneak a run in that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pre-dawn run it would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A run before my 6:30 walk was in order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When the alarm went off, I thought it was a joke &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But no matter how&amp;nbsp;hilarious the hour, I had to do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ran the College, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;An old run of mine- from when I first started running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was sentimental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pn4aF9QTH38/T0MSnt2ntKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4G6MNy0eZuE/s640/blogger-image--746374222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pn4aF9QTH38/T0MSnt2ntKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4G6MNy0eZuE/s320/blogger-image--746374222.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentimental College run&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But it was also freakishly early for a Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Done with sentiment, I had to change things up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went the OTHER way- down 30th to main&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Rather than my regular up 30th to Pinion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm one to look down on a route because of perceived traffic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was a stretch for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A good yoga like stretch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Breathe in, Breathe out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Almost cringing the turn from English to Pinion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I closed my eyes as I took the turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;English to pinion to college&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Is WAY more comfortable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Than say---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;College to pinion to Dustin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The bike lane was dreamy wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The quasi running path next to it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Almost 'groomed'- nice and flat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you 4 wheelers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed this little run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Goal was 4-5 miles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Snuck in 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just in time for my walk with the girls by the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And it did not disappoint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XrPJQ3mkCYM/T0MSoiP5LpI/AAAAAAAABOI/s5JEemUPR_g/s640/blogger-image--650327875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XrPJQ3mkCYM/T0MSoiP5LpI/AAAAAAAABOI/s5JEemUPR_g/s320/blogger-image--650327875.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berg Park Walk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2731874967053862627?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2731874967053862627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=2731874967053862627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2731874967053862627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2731874967053862627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/makeup-miles-sunday-stroll.html' title='Makeup miles &amp;amp; a Sunday stroll'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pn4aF9QTH38/T0MSnt2ntKI/AAAAAAAABOA/4G6MNy0eZuE/s72-c/blogger-image--746374222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-7752241933916578701</id><published>2012-02-21T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T17:33:45.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goosebumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week simply flew by -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With Ryan out of the country&amp;nbsp;for the week- on business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(heehee is Canada really out of the country?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U6IVDyzV5n0/T0MSYA3zY2I/AAAAAAAABNg/voa7dwD-dmo/s640/blogger-image--356691463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U6IVDyzV5n0/T0MSYA3zY2I/AAAAAAAABNg/voa7dwD-dmo/s320/blogger-image--356691463.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It really made me appreciate him more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And realize how much a dad and hubby are needed in the home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Little mini training runs on Monday and Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday held little hope of miles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Save a tiny miniscule little road race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But still, I was so excited about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd signed our whole family up for a free run put on by the hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's their annual "Goosebumps" race &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That highlights the hospital's committment to heart health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A 1 miler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A 3 miler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Perfect opportunity to get everyone out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I signed us up good and early &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I told my hubby I'd signed him up for a race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He gave me "the look"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you know - the one that says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Don't even think about it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That was a month ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And well, I guess&amp;nbsp;he missed us last week too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because Saturday&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;laced up his sneakers and together with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My daughter&amp;nbsp;Kate-11,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My Son, Riley-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And my little Molly -4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We set off for 1 mile of family fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before the run, I asked my sis-in-law to take a snapshot of our gang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is newsworthy-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't remember the last time we took a family pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think we tried last Easter for one- but someone was crying-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This shot doesnt even have kids looking&amp;nbsp; at us or all smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I don't care I love it anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EC6Bv2F0ugY/T0MSbdBbQ8I/AAAAAAAABNw/zVPwKBMfV_k/s640/blogger-image-734803916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EC6Bv2F0ugY/T0MSbdBbQ8I/AAAAAAAABNw/zVPwKBMfV_k/s400/blogger-image-734803916.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;our family &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mUANANzz_mo/T0MScqHIvnI/AAAAAAAABN4/ZVf5i9fqMSk/s640/blogger-image--486402667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mUANANzz_mo/T0MScqHIvnI/AAAAAAAABN4/ZVf5i9fqMSk/s320/blogger-image--486402667.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took a snapshot of RunningMommaOf2's fam too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can you tell I'm super short from the angle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The actual 1 miler was really non-eventful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My son Riley, and his cousin, J really tore it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Molly had alot of energy and sprinted almost the whole way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hubby and I stayed with Kate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Running is not her friend yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We walked, and jogged &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was harder for her than I expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really loved having hubby and kids join in on this run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't know if it will be repeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But it was fun, fairly painless as far as logistics go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And free~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And it made me soooooo proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SkC1-iTZXPY/T0MSaA38kII/AAAAAAAABNo/0r8rldhqYro/s640/blogger-image-532310947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SkC1-iTZXPY/T0MSaA38kII/AAAAAAAABNo/0r8rldhqYro/s320/blogger-image-532310947.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7752241933916578701?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7752241933916578701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7752241933916578701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7752241933916578701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7752241933916578701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/goosebumps.html' title='Goosebumps'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U6IVDyzV5n0/T0MSYA3zY2I/AAAAAAAABNg/voa7dwD-dmo/s72-c/blogger-image--356691463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-754341604029589608</id><published>2012-02-21T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T13:32:32.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee &amp; The One Legged Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week I ran on Monday.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yippee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I meant to, really did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But with hubby out of town last week, it just didn't happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Felt kind of bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday AM found me drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And chatting up a storm, squandering my morning run time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But&amp;nbsp;soon the guilt was setting in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Think my sis-in-law (aka: RunningMommaOf 2) has a sixth sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because not much later, I got a txt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZmhsVotMS6I/T0NFUMLKOwI/AAAAAAAABOQ/mTeWw1t8OtQ/s640/blogger-image--257799778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZmhsVotMS6I/T0NFUMLKOwI/AAAAAAAABOQ/mTeWw1t8OtQ/s320/blogger-image--257799778.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do I?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH YEAH!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We met up at noon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Clicked the machines on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And we're off....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Conversation flowed between the usual stuff- work, kids- you name it-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The week had been a bit of a&amp;nbsp;blur for us both- a little stress around the edges-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The run was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So were her new shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I kept trying to snap a pic of them while she ran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They just POP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But all I could get was the one-legged version of her- &lt;br /&gt;She's just that fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yPn7gNbvkxA/T0MSGxGhcRI/AAAAAAAABNY/eP4JM81xXH8/s640/blogger-image--213947693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yPn7gNbvkxA/T0MSGxGhcRI/AAAAAAAABNY/eP4JM81xXH8/s200/blogger-image--213947693.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I 'll leave you thinking she's an amazing One leg wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cause- I'm still a little bitter she went shopping for them without me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bwahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-754341604029589608?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/754341604029589608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=754341604029589608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/754341604029589608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/754341604029589608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/coffee-my-one-legged-sister.html' title='Coffee &amp; The One Legged Wonder'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZmhsVotMS6I/T0NFUMLKOwI/AAAAAAAABOQ/mTeWw1t8OtQ/s72-c/blogger-image--257799778.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3019125836526293928</id><published>2012-02-18T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T23:03:53.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The NordicTrack Effect</title><content type='html'>Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still crazy behind on my posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one is a fun one to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I found my stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the weirdest thing- I'm running along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doop-de-doop-&lt;br /&gt;De-doop......&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha.......t juuuuuuust happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the smoothest feeling&lt;br /&gt;Clockwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my stride&lt;br /&gt;Flat found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost made me cry, but nah, I was too psyched&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a kid again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, just like a kid&lt;br /&gt;A kid at&amp;nbsp;my friend K's house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 80's&lt;br /&gt;She has EVERYTHING-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A computer -back when personal computers were unheard of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A water bed-remember when those were the rage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nordic Track&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I was in awe&lt;br /&gt;The computer was worthless to me, no clue how to play pac-man&lt;br /&gt;The water bed hilarious- sit on the edge&amp;nbsp;and fall in &lt;br /&gt;Nordic Track, now&amp;nbsp;THIS machine&lt;br /&gt;The weight loss machine-of-choice for the well-to-do&lt;br /&gt;This machine was magical&lt;br /&gt;Pull the handles and ski yourself slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harder you pull- faster you go&lt;br /&gt;Glide glide glide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only today I'm no kid&lt;br /&gt;And that Nordic Track's my magic stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'd a thunk it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Life's grand&lt;br /&gt;And the walls are tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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the kids can't live without it-I can)&lt;br /&gt;Water, Gatorade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stashed some Sportz Beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to bring $ for a water break at convenience store, and for coffee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head out the back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1 was VERY eventful&lt;br /&gt;Warm up run out of the neighborhood had me realizing I'd forgotten my $ for water break and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Mini panic attack--- my mind was racing--- I could punt on the water, but no coffee money? &lt;br /&gt;This panic had some sort of chain reaction, the warm up run was now turning into the runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the diarrhea dance was comical as I u-turned back toward home. &lt;br /&gt;I rush to the back door trying the knob-----&lt;br /&gt;(our back door is very finicky, you have to twist it juuuuuust the right way for it to give in and open- it often feels like it's locked, only to have you 'crack the safe' and gain entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only today-----it was locked.&lt;br /&gt;Holy 'I've got to get in that house'- dance ensues, AND now I'm worried DH will have heard the ruckus and think we're being robbed- GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to the front- punch in the garage door code-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yell-"It's just me!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for DH sleeping in......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom dilemma&amp;nbsp;averted, &amp;nbsp;coffee/water $ retrieved-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're off!&lt;br /&gt;It was still dark- so I did my usual run up college to the high school&lt;br /&gt;A couple laps around and the sun begins to peek&lt;br /&gt;Time for Pinion Hills &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Pinion had me worried about traffic&lt;br /&gt;It's a Bi-pass type road... cars are moving fast&lt;br /&gt;But at 5:30- on a Saturday, there's really none to speak of&lt;br /&gt;It still had me spooked. &lt;br /&gt;Took forever on that road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original plan was to run Pinion to Dustin, but I turned off early&lt;br /&gt;Butler it was. &lt;br /&gt;I'm at about 5.5 miles.&lt;br /&gt;About time for a 7/11 water stop&lt;br /&gt;There's something about hitting 5 that makes me run easy&lt;br /&gt;My cadence was ticking right along. felt good.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought. "What if BlueSkyGirl and RunningMommaOf2 get to the coffee shop before me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fiddle with my phone- Trying to check Endomondo to see where they were mile wise on their run. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I send out a txt blast to check on their ETA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this fiddle-farting around has me walking.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, my brother in law, aka Marathon Mike, runs past - yells a hello and is off up the steepest hill I've ever seen, at a full sprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doggonit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it he always catches me walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must start running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down Butler&lt;br /&gt;I chide myself for the texting walk break&lt;br /&gt;Promise never again to text and run---it's bad for your pace don't cha know---- bad bad bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgo water break&lt;br /&gt;(Not smart- I would pay for later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn onto 30th &lt;br /&gt;Head to 'The road'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired, but I simply could not wait to run this little stretch of road I'd yet to run. It was quaint and provincial... rural almost. Lined with trees. Trees can be scarce in our town... we celebrate  them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On I ran.... &lt;br /&gt;Man, does 30th go on and on and on and on and on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, &lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_ncgRqlxze4/TzytRE1pEZI/AAAAAAAABMc/lkSR2MQSKqc/s640/blogger-image--1024095167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_ncgRqlxze4/TzytRE1pEZI/AAAAAAAABMc/lkSR2MQSKqc/s400/blogger-image--1024095167.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Glade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was better than I imagined. &lt;br /&gt;Big stretch of road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run after that became a blur&lt;br /&gt;somewhere around mile 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I was dizzy from lack of hydration. Stopped at a 7/11 off the beaten path.&amp;nbsp; Got a pineapple coconut water.... I think that is my new all time favorite.. this is my second time having it mid long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;I realized Endomondo (my iphone gps app) was trying to 'one -up'&amp;nbsp; Penelope (my garmin).&lt;br /&gt;Mileage between the 2 was dangerously off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept running. &lt;br /&gt;Chose a bit of a short cut to coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short cut turned into a long way around due to my mad directional skills&lt;br /&gt;Wander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on the right track, I head toward coffee&lt;br /&gt;Endomondo puts me there at 15.6&lt;br /&gt;Penelope, a more modest 13.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, doesn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp; got to run the Glade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with BlueSkyGirl and RunningMommaOf2, &lt;br /&gt;Took a pic of them with their Sherry bibs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-knFixhNfPxM/TzytR9yif0I/AAAAAAAABMk/i2Nmi_jSojs/s640/blogger-image-954395640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-knFixhNfPxM/TzytR9yif0I/AAAAAAAABMk/i2Nmi_jSojs/s320/blogger-image-954395640.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was reminded again-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How blessed we are to be able to be out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Run because you can.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-4194145951835478158?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/4194145951835478158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=4194145951835478158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/4194145951835478158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/4194145951835478158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/run-because-you-can-133-156miler.html' title='Run because you can- 13.3-15.6miler'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_ncgRqlxze4/TzytRE1pEZI/AAAAAAAABMc/lkSR2MQSKqc/s72-c/blogger-image--1024095167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-988617935276355356</id><published>2012-02-15T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T22:18:59.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer**************&lt;br /&gt;I am very behind on posts&lt;br /&gt;I really really really like to blog each run&lt;br /&gt;It gives me a diary of sorts&lt;br /&gt;To go back to and remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was very hard&lt;br /&gt;Very discouraged&lt;br /&gt;Tired&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost hit delete&lt;br /&gt;So no one would know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;br /&gt;The run you are about to read &lt;br /&gt;Was the turning point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to that, &lt;br /&gt;This week's training has been wonderfully perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been tearing up a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;Ran 4 days last week&lt;br /&gt;Cried every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why all these emotions-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run Thursday night had me wiping tears again&lt;br /&gt;Can't even remember why&lt;br /&gt;Just remember thinking- &lt;br /&gt;I can't go on like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I was trying too hard&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the first day running stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I just HAD to take a road and try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take a picture&lt;br /&gt;Had to take it in&lt;br /&gt;Found the joy&lt;br /&gt;(go to post by clicking &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/08/road-rules.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday I stopped&lt;br /&gt;Looked around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees on the boulevard &lt;br /&gt;They're newbies too&lt;br /&gt;Just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass them all the time&lt;br /&gt;Taken a photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;I saw buds&lt;br /&gt;The promise of something &lt;br /&gt;Alive &lt;br /&gt;Vibrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the runner I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-m8kmv6oGRfU/Tzw3DFdfxgI/AAAAAAAABME/hHN_NdwyWzQ/s200/blogger-image-1925310365.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-988617935276355356?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/988617935276355356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=988617935276355356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/988617935276355356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/988617935276355356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/promise.html' title='Promise'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NJKZb2rMBM0/Tzw3KOr8z1I/AAAAAAAABMM/7P71xBzSkEI/s72-c/blogger-image--1253821352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-577860587897965457</id><published>2012-02-11T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T19:21:17.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the bragging commence!</title><content type='html'>Soooooooo&lt;br /&gt;I have to brag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby is starting to "get" the whole running thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sending me out to get miles in while he gets the kids ready for bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not making weird comments about the whole foam roller thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Letting me sign up for races.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he asks&lt;br /&gt;"What if I buy you that Garmin thing you've been wanting for Valentine's day-&lt;br /&gt;Would that be OK?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that be OK?&lt;br /&gt;Running jewlery for Valentine's Day?!&lt;br /&gt;Holy Hallelujah, YES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sf_6dUHWs-w/TzcYMTkP1XI/AAAAAAAABLk/GkwKEWf-Ijs/s1600/penelope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sf_6dUHWs-w/TzcYMTkP1XI/AAAAAAAABLk/GkwKEWf-Ijs/s320/penelope.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet- Penelope Jane&lt;br /&gt;PJ for short if you want a nickname&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;It's a recycled name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name Penelope is this name I picked out &lt;br /&gt;While we were trying to decide on a lovely name for our firstborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THAT NAME!&lt;br /&gt;DH did not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name was thrown out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought about a children's book with Penelope &lt;br /&gt;As this&amp;nbsp;zaney child super hero&lt;br /&gt;Penelope Jane -defender of .....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I can't even write a complete sentance&lt;br /&gt;Book deal never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garmin it is-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garmin,&amp;nbsp;I mean Penelope&lt;br /&gt;Is a 110&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear was that it wouldn't give me an idea &lt;br /&gt;Of my current pace.&lt;br /&gt;It does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart monitor is comfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only wonky thing is&lt;br /&gt;That I wear it 'face in'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7bo-pMNeys/Tzcrc9VVQGI/AAAAAAAABLs/AqWt7g7eikY/s1600/face+in.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7bo-pMNeys/Tzcrc9VVQGI/AAAAAAAABLs/AqWt7g7eikY/s320/face+in.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier for me&amp;nbsp; to sneak a peek that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other weird thing &lt;br /&gt;It measures distances about .2 shorter &lt;br /&gt;Than my previous app of choice- Endomondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not worrisome, just interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I ran a long run today &lt;br /&gt;(blog post to follow- it was a good run)&lt;br /&gt;Garmin said 13.3&lt;br /&gt;Endomondo said 15.6&lt;br /&gt;Crazy -right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-577860587897965457?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/577860587897965457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=577860587897965457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/577860587897965457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/577860587897965457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/let-bragging-commence.html' title='Let the bragging commence!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sf_6dUHWs-w/TzcYMTkP1XI/AAAAAAAABLk/GkwKEWf-Ijs/s72-c/penelope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-9074537929180450029</id><published>2012-02-09T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T14:57:57.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sis Ran Away with the Flu</title><content type='html'>The flu has hit our house. &lt;br /&gt;Not the week long flu everyone else's house seems to be getting. &lt;br /&gt;Ours is just the 16 hour sort. &lt;br /&gt;I know most people would say- &lt;br /&gt;"you mean 24 hour?" &lt;br /&gt;But no, it's just 16, &lt;br /&gt;Because by dinner time the next day, The kid that WAS sick, &lt;br /&gt;Is now bouncing OFF the walls&lt;br /&gt;Full of newfound energy and craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it hit R. my middle. He's smack in the middle of a sister sandwich. Poor guy (on account of of the sister sandwich, not the flu) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he weathered it well- and the next day found him home from school with me feeling a bit bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next it was my littlest M&lt;br /&gt;She, poor thing, &lt;br /&gt;Woke up on account &lt;br /&gt;She'd been sick in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But by morning she was healed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my oldest has been spared&lt;br /&gt;She must be the disease carrier&lt;br /&gt;That suits her personality &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH and I, well, we are feeling puny&lt;br /&gt;Off and on&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy sickness I presume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  what of running?&lt;br /&gt;Ran Monday, &lt;br /&gt;Ran Tuesday, &lt;br /&gt;Off Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;Ran Thursday- &lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday, have yet to run&lt;br /&gt;Planning a 14 Miler for Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think that running&lt;br /&gt;Keeps us a bit less prone to sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-9074537929180450029?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/9074537929180450029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=9074537929180450029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/9074537929180450029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/9074537929180450029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/sis-ran-away-with-flu.html' title='The Sis Ran Away with the Flu'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6161551176587460706</id><published>2012-02-09T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T14:42:09.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling groovy</title><content type='html'>Been awhile since I've blogged&lt;br /&gt;I have been running though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night, &lt;br /&gt;My Hubby could sense I was anxious to get out&lt;br /&gt;"Go out for a run if you want"&lt;br /&gt;He said nonchalantly&lt;br /&gt;Secretly I knew he meant&lt;br /&gt;"Would you hurry up&lt;br /&gt;And go for a run already-&lt;br /&gt;I want my happy wife back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved him for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run was a 4 miler&lt;br /&gt;It was dark &lt;br /&gt;Most of it done on the track&lt;br /&gt;The track closest to me is a clay track&lt;br /&gt;I wore my Brooks Cascadias&lt;br /&gt;I like these shoes- &lt;br /&gt;They seem "no- frills"&lt;br /&gt;A little on the hard side&lt;br /&gt;But man do they grip&lt;br /&gt;When going off road-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track was in need of grooming&lt;br /&gt;The clay gravel was full of grooves&lt;br /&gt;Running 'potholes'&lt;br /&gt;Kept me occupied as I circled &lt;br /&gt;'Round and 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experimented with running-&lt;br /&gt;Inside track&lt;br /&gt;Outside track&lt;br /&gt;Worn trail type path track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all were a bust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it passed the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I turned toward home&lt;br /&gt;I felt happy &lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' groovy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-6161551176587460706?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/6161551176587460706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=6161551176587460706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/6161551176587460706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/6161551176587460706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/feeling-groovy.html' title='Feeling groovy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1294679967979777222</id><published>2012-02-06T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:42:53.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin Dash</title><content type='html'>Never fails&lt;br /&gt;As the weekend nears&lt;br /&gt;Text blasts &lt;br /&gt;Anybody running Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Jen and Steph&lt;br /&gt;Have one planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask if I can&amp;nbsp;join them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan is to meet up &lt;br /&gt;Saturday at 6am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night finds me&lt;br /&gt;Frantically foam rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy hallelujah that is some pain&lt;br /&gt;But from what I hear&lt;br /&gt;Pain is a sign that work is being done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll it again, &lt;br /&gt;and again,&lt;br /&gt;Pain starts to wane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's alarm &lt;br /&gt;Finds me hitting snooze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once&lt;br /&gt;Twice&lt;br /&gt;Ackkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up&lt;br /&gt;Granola bar&lt;br /&gt;Banana &lt;br /&gt;(hate them, but I always feel better on a run with one in me)&lt;br /&gt;Emergen-C water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan to bring water or fuel&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be too long of a run today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up&lt;br /&gt;Drive to Steph's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harper Valley&lt;br /&gt;I check the clock&lt;br /&gt;It's now 6:30&lt;br /&gt;We have to be back to our parking spot by 8&lt;br /&gt;For&amp;nbsp;a newly formed&amp;nbsp;walk/run group monthly&amp;nbsp;meet-up&lt;br /&gt;We will have to book it to make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're off!&lt;br /&gt;It is so crazy dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...... they're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries&lt;br /&gt;Just running up that hill &lt;br /&gt;Across that highway&lt;br /&gt;Down to .....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm where do I cross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penguin &lt;br /&gt;That's me, this incredibly slooooow runner&lt;br /&gt;Chasing those silly crazy girls that have vanished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was running all alone &lt;br /&gt;And I imagined the whole "group run" thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really THAT slow?&lt;br /&gt;I do the math in my head&lt;br /&gt;If I'm 2 minutes/mile slower&lt;br /&gt;Wow....&lt;br /&gt;They're at least a half mile ahead of me by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty break&lt;br /&gt;At 7/11&lt;br /&gt;Almost said Pity party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I wanted to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered &lt;br /&gt;Last week, &lt;br /&gt;When I couldn't run&lt;br /&gt;Back hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed, &lt;br /&gt;"Just let me be able to run"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I that fickle&lt;br /&gt;That I say&lt;br /&gt;"No thanks- "&lt;br /&gt;To His -"yes, if only you go slow"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenging, this-&lt;br /&gt;Running without anything,&lt;br /&gt;But your discontent and doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to be thankful&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for this solitary&lt;br /&gt;"Group" run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed the time&lt;br /&gt;Singing a little ditty&lt;br /&gt;My little moll's likes to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wibble wobble, &lt;br /&gt;wibble wobble,&lt;br /&gt;Penguins dash-&lt;br /&gt;Down to the water, &lt;br /&gt;Splish, splish, splash"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOqjoJesKA4/TzAEmYho8cI/AAAAAAAABLU/GvlpktSWnTQ/s1600/penguin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOqjoJesKA4/TzAEmYho8cI/AAAAAAAABLU/GvlpktSWnTQ/s200/penguin.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls called me on my cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I'm OK" &lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be worried about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down Apache&lt;br /&gt;Down Navajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Is&amp;nbsp;UP the other side of Navajo &lt;br /&gt;A short cut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crazy insane sprinting hill&lt;br /&gt;Pride myself that I didn't walk it&lt;br /&gt;Till the tippy top anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighborhood is&amp;nbsp;SO familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run it with Tennille&lt;br /&gt;Run it with Clare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm the one &lt;br /&gt;Telling me where to go&lt;br /&gt;I falter&lt;br /&gt;Choose a wrong turn&lt;br /&gt;Then another&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;br /&gt;Dorothy&amp;nbsp;- sand slipping through the&amp;nbsp;hour glass&lt;br /&gt;No time left&lt;br /&gt;Must get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vz7Bvo7q2E/TzACiclYC-I/AAAAAAAABLM/ScJgL3W17Dc/s1600/dorothy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vz7Bvo7q2E/TzACiclYC-I/AAAAAAAABLM/ScJgL3W17Dc/s200/dorothy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another call from the girls&lt;br /&gt;They are headed my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group walk/run about to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find my way out of the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Another half mile &lt;br /&gt;I meet up with the group&lt;br /&gt;at another 7/11 for a potty break&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;8.89 miles run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop in for a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHDUp_My1Kk/TzAGBN4ziDI/AAAAAAAABLc/tfVJbPOydAg/s1600/cocnut+water.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHDUp_My1Kk/TzAGBN4ziDI/AAAAAAAABLc/tfVJbPOydAg/s200/cocnut+water.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 3ish miles &lt;br /&gt;The walk is relaxing&lt;br /&gt;No longer hurried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Saturday run down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;This run really messed with my mind&lt;br /&gt;I was really discouraged the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;Doubted myself quite a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was mostly me being upset with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately not upset with the girls &lt;br /&gt;(I always tell them to keep running&lt;br /&gt;If they were to&amp;nbsp;slow down, &lt;br /&gt;I would have slowed down, &lt;br /&gt;If they were to&amp;nbsp;come back for me &lt;br /&gt;I would have been demoralized-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking for that balance of being content&lt;br /&gt;And pushing harder&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly &lt;br /&gt;Realizing that&amp;nbsp;MY best is just that&lt;br /&gt;Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this crazy running thing&lt;br /&gt;I have come so far-&lt;br /&gt;But it's great to realize&lt;br /&gt;I have so far left to go&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll never feel like i've arrived&lt;br /&gt;Forever isn't long enough to try&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1294679967979777222?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1294679967979777222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=1294679967979777222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1294679967979777222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1294679967979777222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/penguin-dash.html' title='Penguin Dash'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOqjoJesKA4/TzAEmYho8cI/AAAAAAAABLU/GvlpktSWnTQ/s72-c/penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2779130279288242102</id><published>2012-02-05T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:16:29.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;1. Ice cream flavor? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Anything Bryer's- currently I love pairing their Coffee and Cherry Vanilla flavors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;2.  Saucony Kinvara or a shoe from the Brooks Pure line, like the Connect  of Flow?  &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;I started of with Asics gel nimbus, but I'm&amp;nbsp;a Brooks girl now--- I have Cascadias for trail, Brooks Ghosts for long runs and I just got Pure Flows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;3.  Where would you go if you had the money to take a two week dream  vacation? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;hmmmm right now I could go for a weekend anywhere locked up by my little lonesome with room service- aww ok, my honey could come too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;4. Did you play sports in high school? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Bwahahahaha! I sat the volleyball bench, and was awarded 'most improved' on the cheerleading squad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;5. One item of food every ? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;shucks- can't just choose one- coffee and chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;6. Do you have a favorite professional runner? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Deseree Davila- heard she's 5'2" just like me! I figure, if she can run fast&amp;nbsp;on short legs-maybe I can too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;7. What is one running item you would find it hard to run without?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my iphone because it has a camera- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;8.  Morning/afternoon/evening runner? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;9.  What are your big races this year?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Moab half, possible Durango&amp;nbsp;Co.&amp;nbsp;half, TCmarathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;10. Are you also a triathlete. &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;no- but I'm a mom- doesn't that have it's own kind of superhero catagory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;11. What do you like better: intense speed work, tempo runs, or long runs? &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;I love the thinking that i'm doing intense speed work &amp;amp; tempo runs...but my average speed has yet to fall below 11.5 mph...so long runs it is! my longest run yet...a mere 14, but it was snotting hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_phe6mQO2Zc/Ty9vVcQhMrI/AAAAAAAABLE/M4sq_TWyLno/s1600/tom+sawyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_phe6mQO2Zc/Ty9vVcQhMrI/AAAAAAAABLE/M4sq_TWyLno/s320/tom+sawyer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and gang in the play Tom Sawyer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E2LQBxHgNU/Ty9sL4TF2yI/AAAAAAAABKk/Ht01gTUuLVg/s1600/ry+and+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E2LQBxHgNU/Ty9sL4TF2yI/AAAAAAAABKk/Ht01gTUuLVg/s1600/ry+and+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;very old photo of my honey with the cute nose and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wKTcSv33bL0/Ty9q0GT5QEI/AAAAAAAABKc/8BWRFVTjJeY/s1600/easter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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I grew up an only child- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. grew up in minneapolis, mn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best memories- Mom, Dad, and I would walk Lake Harriet almost every Saturday then stop for bread at Great Harvest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Avid reader as a kid--- need to pick that hobby back up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. College grad- Degree in Speech communications, minor Broadcasting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. 1st job- Lagerquist (now Thyssen ) elevator---- I was in outside sales selling elevator maintenance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Married the boy with the 'cutest nose' I'd ever seen....guess you could say I 'picked' him- heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Moved to Farmington, NM a little culture shock....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learned the difference between&amp;nbsp; 'red and green'&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(for those that aren't in the know---that's red and green chili)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Play piano for our church choir- teach piano and kindermusik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I love Ella, Nat and Bing but can't hate a great zumba tune or nora Jones either&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Really really want this running thing to sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. if i could make running and blogging my job, i'd be in heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="slImgNodeTrckr" src="/Stats/Tracker.gif?plckUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fblogger.g%3FblogID%3D3031046923200788888&amp;amp;plckUserId=null&amp;amp;plckGcid=Pluck4&amp;amp;plckCurrentTime=1328489046549" style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="pluck-css-loaded" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2779130279288242102?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2779130279288242102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=2779130279288242102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2779130279288242102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2779130279288242102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/1111.html' title='11.11'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_phe6mQO2Zc/Ty9vVcQhMrI/AAAAAAAABLE/M4sq_TWyLno/s72-c/tom+sawyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-155508030866713831</id><published>2012-02-04T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T16:40:03.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Run 26.2- But I Can Run, and THAT my friends, is a gift!</title><content type='html'>ssdddlkflsdkf;sldkfj;sldkfj;sldkfjwoeifs;ldkj&lt;br /&gt;slsdkj;sldkwoiefj&lt;br /&gt;w;lsdjfowiefsldkf&lt;br /&gt;sd[ojweflkwjeoqwiefjadld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much is going through my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registered for TC marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-k6xO0JJnFPI/Ty2prfHgwsI/AAAAAAAABKE/BVoN1kMyBoM/s640/blogger-image--179372384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="60" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-k6xO0JJnFPI/Ty2prfHgwsI/AAAAAAAABKE/BVoN1kMyBoM/s320/blogger-image--179372384.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT????&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I did.&lt;br /&gt;I can't run 26.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET-&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, &lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was on the brink of an injury&lt;br /&gt;went to the chiro&lt;br /&gt;Zip-crack-pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk out a new woman&lt;br /&gt;Can it really be that simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-&lt;br /&gt;IT band still needs more working out&lt;br /&gt;BUT my alignment is fixed&lt;br /&gt;And THAT, my friends, is a crazy gift&lt;br /&gt;Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;I took a little jaunt of a run to find out&lt;br /&gt;Where exactly my legs were on the wonky meter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run found my legs a little scared&lt;br /&gt;Tried to reassure them it would be OK&lt;br /&gt;Promised them a foam roll session when we got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On I run-&lt;br /&gt;A friend drives past&lt;br /&gt;Honk- waved &amp;amp; yelled&amp;nbsp; "Go Heather!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my day&lt;br /&gt;My legs begin to trust me&lt;br /&gt;And THAT, my friends, &lt;br /&gt;Is a good feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think everything's going to be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I surely do~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-155508030866713831?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/155508030866713831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=155508030866713831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/155508030866713831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/155508030866713831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/cant-run-262-but-i-can-run-and-that-my.html' title='Can&apos;t Run 26.2- But I Can Run, and THAT my friends, is a gift!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-k6xO0JJnFPI/Ty2prfHgwsI/AAAAAAAABKE/BVoN1kMyBoM/s72-c/blogger-image--179372384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1163792041989200303</id><published>2012-02-01T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:10:14.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>endorphin hunt</title><content type='html'>Tonight&amp;nbsp; i couldn't shake the feeling &lt;br /&gt;I was missing something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any which way you describe it&lt;br /&gt;It feels the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm full blown depressed&lt;br /&gt;Think it would take alot&lt;br /&gt;To beat this sanguine girl down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want to run&lt;br /&gt;You want to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoons try&lt;br /&gt;Failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID punt&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for a gym class, a swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to run&lt;br /&gt;Or at least pretend to run&lt;br /&gt;After all&lt;br /&gt;I did recently coin the phrase-&lt;br /&gt;"Flexibility is a life skill"&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 2 bills hubby had asked me to mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighborhood box unit&lt;br /&gt;Is a block or so away&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis shoes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_U3irlStaY/TyniQwFV92I/AAAAAAAABJ8/1Suw11kayic/s1600/tn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_U3irlStaY/TyniQwFV92I/AAAAAAAABJ8/1Suw11kayic/s200/tn.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But left jeans and cute sweater and scarf on&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO running gear&lt;br /&gt;Even borrowed hubby's sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;So as to throw off bad running karma&lt;br /&gt;Or Puck&lt;br /&gt;Whatever/whoever it was/is that was giving me fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the block I jogged&lt;br /&gt;Oh I LOVE a warm up jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I start going up&lt;br /&gt;Today's route&lt;br /&gt;(albeit tiny)&lt;br /&gt;Started down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feel of your breath&lt;br /&gt;As it starts to quicken&lt;br /&gt;reminding you your work is being done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely, lovey run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;br /&gt;The gimp is there&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it felt so &lt;br /&gt;Nice &lt;br /&gt;To find what I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the gym couldn't give me&lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took just a jaunt of a jog&lt;br /&gt;Block and a half&lt;br /&gt;Down and back&lt;br /&gt;To find it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endorphin hunt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1163792041989200303?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1163792041989200303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=1163792041989200303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1163792041989200303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1163792041989200303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/endorphin-hunt.html' title='endorphin hunt'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_U3irlStaY/TyniQwFV92I/AAAAAAAABJ8/1Suw11kayic/s72-c/tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2980092946108041657</id><published>2012-02-01T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:20:42.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRX &amp; a swim just to pass the time</title><content type='html'>Tues-no wait&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the week go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my regularly scheduled &lt;br /&gt;Gym day&lt;br /&gt;"Huzzah!"&lt;br /&gt;She said, &lt;br /&gt;With a slight bit of angst&lt;br /&gt;In her voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning had gone well enough&lt;br /&gt;Surely this would too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chart said 4 miles&lt;br /&gt;I was itching for that run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2 minutes of treading&lt;br /&gt;And I knew I should stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not wimp hour&lt;br /&gt;Self preservation&lt;br /&gt;More apt description here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;Sad &lt;br /&gt;Worried &lt;br /&gt;Discouraged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realized I needed to be patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do feel it's&lt;br /&gt;Alignment/muscle tightness &lt;br /&gt;Issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a class getting ready to start in The exercise room&lt;br /&gt;"yes,I think I will-"&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you very much"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out to be CRC Works&lt;br /&gt;A short 30 minute core strength class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nbBPqNPKUks/Tym6lnnJHkI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VKoSnXMR50E/s1600/FAA018000212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nbBPqNPKUks/Tym6lnnJHkI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VKoSnXMR50E/s320/FAA018000212.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip hurt on round 1 of warm up&lt;br /&gt;Then settled in&lt;br /&gt;Felt good&lt;br /&gt;I needed this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it- &lt;br /&gt;Class was done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some water running&lt;br /&gt;Worked on my &lt;br /&gt;Non-existent kick form&lt;br /&gt;Swam&lt;br /&gt;Slow and steady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt good to &lt;br /&gt;Let my body &lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do for a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt kind&lt;br /&gt;Kind is good too---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2980092946108041657?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2980092946108041657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=2980092946108041657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2980092946108041657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/2980092946108041657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/02/crx-swim-just-to-pass-time.html' title='CRX &amp;amp; a swim just to pass the time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nbBPqNPKUks/Tym6lnnJHkI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VKoSnXMR50E/s72-c/FAA018000212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3043156336262774825</id><published>2012-02-01T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:55:03.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive through chiro anyone?</title><content type='html'>Monday-&lt;br /&gt;Oh Monday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to embrace you as if you were something special&lt;br /&gt;After-all, you are my day off&lt;br /&gt;And always give this &lt;br /&gt;False sense of holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more often than not&lt;br /&gt;You punish me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop kids off at school&lt;br /&gt;BlueSkyGirl &lt;br /&gt;RunningMommaOf2&lt;br /&gt;Are set to do another swim session&lt;br /&gt;To get runningMammaOF 2&lt;br /&gt;In ship shape for her triathlon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She worries about the swim &lt;br /&gt;I offer to sign up for the tri&lt;br /&gt;To make her look good&lt;br /&gt;Picture me flailing helplessly&lt;br /&gt;We laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me geared up &lt;br /&gt;Ask what's on the agenda&lt;br /&gt;"Easy 4 and hill sprints!"&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;They are secretly jealous &lt;br /&gt;I just know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We part ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a final decision&lt;br /&gt;Route will start from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start is slow&lt;br /&gt;I chide myself&lt;br /&gt;"Are we walking or running today?"&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself &lt;br /&gt;Knowing full well&lt;br /&gt;It is rhetorical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my legs think otherwise&lt;br /&gt;They think for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm "walking?" they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not amused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask them again&lt;br /&gt;"Are we walking or running today?"&lt;br /&gt;This time&lt;br /&gt;Out loud with severity&lt;br /&gt;So they and all the world &lt;br /&gt;Could hear my reprimand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still they pretend not to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I push them to a run&lt;br /&gt;They give up &lt;br /&gt;Give out&lt;br /&gt;Give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonky pain in my back&lt;br /&gt;Now hip&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wiggle woggle" back home &lt;br /&gt;If only I could see a chiropractor&lt;br /&gt;I'd be back out in no time&lt;br /&gt;Call hubby's chiro&lt;br /&gt;Can't see me till Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good &lt;br /&gt;Google drive through chiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I could get a back pop&lt;br /&gt;With an order of fries and a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fun run in February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are from our neck of the woods (farmington, NM)&lt;br /&gt;Sign up! (it's free!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to try to get the kiddos out&lt;br /&gt;To log a few miles &lt;br /&gt;So the Fun Run is just that when it gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is a sprinter&lt;br /&gt;Then a 'stopper'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sooo funny to see her &lt;br /&gt;All out 'gun it'&lt;br /&gt;Then down-right refuse to move another step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, as in, now that it's Monday&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, not so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bit of a nagging back&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday the back added a hip ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesky- these aches can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exacerbated by stopping and starting&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;I didn't find as much joy in the exercise&lt;br /&gt;I kept trying to 'fix' her.&lt;br /&gt;"Run like mommy-" I kept saying&lt;br /&gt;"Slow and steady..wiggle woggle"&lt;br /&gt;I said trying to make up a nonsense word&lt;br /&gt;To make my approach sound fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through &lt;br /&gt;I saw my sis-in law Jen with her&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet patience and encouragement for Kailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me see the error of my ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiSluM9TRaw/TycIJP4SMMI/AAAAAAAABJk/193Svo72enw/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-molls+and+kailey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiSluM9TRaw/TycIJP4SMMI/AAAAAAAABJk/193Svo72enw/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-molls+and+kailey.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my first few training runs&lt;br /&gt;Some short 6 months ago&lt;br /&gt;Looked an awful lot like Molly's run today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run &lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my Moll's &lt;br /&gt;Carried her on my back&lt;br /&gt;Carried her on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put her back down&lt;br /&gt;Set her free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LWF0lS1ghHQ/TycGBbgwOQI/AAAAAAAABJU/VZJHUHN-NII/s640/blogger-image--1625732811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" 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href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/run-stop-sigh.html' title='Run- Stop- Sigh........'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M0lz8ss_7W0/TycGCS2WUPI/AAAAAAAABJc/44SPpq6Uims/s72-c/blogger-image--1678172009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8393622674269038195</id><published>2012-01-30T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:48:31.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 miles -absolutely thrilling</title><content type='html'>Change is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps you on your toes&lt;br /&gt;Keeps you fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexibility is a life skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big change-&lt;br /&gt;Long run switch  &lt;br /&gt;From Saturday to Friday&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday runs were becoming &lt;br /&gt;Hit and miss &lt;br /&gt;Both intensity &amp;amp; mileage-wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday runs &lt;br /&gt;Were interfering with family time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fridays will serve better&lt;br /&gt;For training &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, as I type this&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded the kids &lt;br /&gt;Have next Friday off&lt;br /&gt;Arggggg!&lt;br /&gt;More flexibility planning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday had me staring 14 miles in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crazy excited for the upcoming weeks of long runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep catching myself &lt;br /&gt;Randomly telling unsuspecting bystanders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My next few weeks of long run miles are&amp;nbsp;12,  14, 12, 13, 14!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even found myself&lt;br /&gt;Blurting mileage to hubby&lt;br /&gt;Who gently told me&lt;br /&gt;I'd already told him-&lt;br /&gt;THREE times already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I text blast friends to see if &lt;br /&gt;Anyone cares to join in the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems everyone is hooked up&lt;br /&gt;But Tennille has a small window&lt;br /&gt;Before a practice rehearsal for her&lt;br /&gt;Mozart concerts Friday Night &amp;amp; Saturday&lt;br /&gt;(happy birthday Mozart!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet at her place&lt;br /&gt;We head out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to run in someone else's "territory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They plan the route&lt;br /&gt;You just follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on this end of town with her before&lt;br /&gt;But not the exact loop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was great to turn a corner&lt;br /&gt;Recognize where we were &lt;br /&gt;For a brief moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to turn the corner&lt;br /&gt;And everything looks new again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run &lt;br /&gt;Phone rings&lt;br /&gt;I check....&lt;br /&gt;Then hit silence&lt;br /&gt;It could wait&lt;br /&gt;We ran about 5 and 1/2 &lt;br /&gt;Stopped back at her house&lt;br /&gt;So she&amp;nbsp;could head to&amp;nbsp;practice&lt;br /&gt;And I could grab a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at endomondo I notice &lt;br /&gt;Our pace had been quicker than my norm&lt;br /&gt;This was exciting to me&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to keep it up&lt;br /&gt;Back out&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;Down some Jelly Belly Sportz Beans&lt;br /&gt;Yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose the most scenic route possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this gated property&lt;br /&gt;With the most amazing tree house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwSbggNhdq0/TyYxE0E02EI/AAAAAAAABI0/6HAB9nMc0ds/s1600/tree+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwSbggNhdq0/TyYxE0E02EI/AAAAAAAABI0/6HAB9nMc0ds/s400/tree+house.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture doesn't begin to do it justice&lt;br /&gt;T had mentioned this house before&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to 'find' it---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander from cul de sac to cul de sac&lt;br /&gt;This is mile 10.5&lt;br /&gt;The run is getting hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I&amp;nbsp;recognize the road&lt;br /&gt;From&amp;nbsp;my first hill&amp;nbsp;repeat run&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/hill-repeats-magic-secret-trail.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'secret trail'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW- that slow hill was killer&lt;br /&gt;But when I reached the top&lt;br /&gt;I saw it&lt;br /&gt;That trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took it up and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqbY0jCWmQ8/TyY6FbJ2HAI/AAAAAAAABJE/DhyCgoi2f6M/s1600/mud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqbY0jCWmQ8/TyY6FbJ2HAI/AAAAAAAABJE/DhyCgoi2f6M/s320/mud.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was shuffle walk running&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself to Go go go&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to keep pace steady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slam down Municipal to make up time&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 miles left now&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting wobbly excited&lt;br /&gt;Tired, but energized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone rings&lt;br /&gt;I check...&lt;br /&gt;It's Tennille!&lt;br /&gt;I answer it&lt;br /&gt;We laugh&lt;br /&gt;Secrets out-&lt;br /&gt;She's on the 'will answer while running'&lt;br /&gt;List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's running out to meet me&lt;br /&gt;To finish my miles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to throw in the towel&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to run up another hill&lt;br /&gt;But then a phone call kicks me back in gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind-of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're running along&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop&lt;br /&gt;Had to walk&lt;br /&gt;We'd shuffle jog some more&lt;br /&gt;I hit 13.1 and hear endomondo tell me&lt;br /&gt;I'd beat my old time &lt;br /&gt;One mile left - to get to 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's here I really re-consider &lt;br /&gt;Training for an October full marathon&lt;br /&gt;I'm beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about 1 silly extra mile &lt;br /&gt;That tears you down to nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennille discovers this is my first time to run 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? &lt;br /&gt;First time to run 14?&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, we're running it!" she says&lt;br /&gt;She really thought I could&lt;br /&gt;Made me think I could too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't have finished 'strong'&lt;br /&gt;With out the help of a friend today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By strong- I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Not walking.&lt;br /&gt;You most certainly could walk next to me&lt;br /&gt;As I 'ran' &lt;br /&gt;I was going THAT slow&lt;br /&gt;But, in my mind- that jog was an all out concerted effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it.&lt;br /&gt;14 miles down.&lt;br /&gt;Thrilling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8393622674269038195?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/8393622674269038195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=8393622674269038195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/8393622674269038195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/8393622674269038195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/14-miles-absolutely-thrilling.html' title='14 miles -absolutely thrilling'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwSbggNhdq0/TyYxE0E02EI/AAAAAAAABI0/6HAB9nMc0ds/s72-c/tree+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1686230781106690469</id><published>2012-01-28T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:54:02.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggies and Bling~</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ran 4 miles Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Almost didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had that inner fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having only an hour&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery store run?&lt;br /&gt;Load of laundry?&lt;br /&gt;Log some miles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was lovely outside&lt;br /&gt;Miles won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a rush&lt;br /&gt;No time to gear up&lt;br /&gt;You know &lt;br /&gt;The important stuff-&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;br /&gt;Pig tails&lt;br /&gt;Headphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go_pXFuYpY4/TyTa3KPKl5I/AAAAAAAABIc/J-I3HxGEW4o/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-pandora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go_pXFuYpY4/TyTa3KPKl5I/AAAAAAAABIc/J-I3HxGEW4o/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-pandora.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And taking off this silly bracelet&lt;br /&gt;It takes forever to put on....&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to take the time to take it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see by the photo-&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't the best idea&lt;br /&gt;It didn't last long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running with that crazy thing in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run had me thinking &lt;br /&gt;A million things&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to focus myself by taking a new road&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the trickery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me smile&lt;br /&gt;To think I'd pulled a fast one &lt;br /&gt;On my Psyche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the mind- and it's tricks it plays&lt;br /&gt;Felt good to get him at his own game for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 miles done.&lt;br /&gt;Sans headphones&lt;br /&gt;Pig tails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clunking around with my bling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I could do just about anything today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Bling~'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-go_pXFuYpY4/TyTa3KPKl5I/AAAAAAAABIc/J-I3HxGEW4o/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-pandora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3232277146608666473</id><published>2012-01-25T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:34:55.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Blind</title><content type='html'>Tuesday found me back on the treadmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm resigned to the fact that &lt;br /&gt;At least once a week&lt;br /&gt;You'll find me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's running horiscope&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.marathonperformance.com/run-faster/"&gt;Brad Hudson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully says&lt;br /&gt;"Easy 5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh the guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick my machine&lt;br /&gt;Rev up the old engine&lt;br /&gt;And we're off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chugging right along&lt;br /&gt;When it hits me&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning up&lt;br /&gt;About to die&lt;br /&gt;Panic attack &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must de-layer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know me&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER go sleevless&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the solid side of fluffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I was about to die from heat exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;Do I dare de-layer a shirt? &lt;br /&gt;No worries- &lt;br /&gt;I wear 2-3 tank tops under - &lt;br /&gt;And not the strappy kind either&lt;br /&gt;I dare-&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm running sleeveless&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must say-&lt;br /&gt;It's silly&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't have ever dared to do that&lt;br /&gt;Had it not been for my running girl-friends&lt;br /&gt;Egging me on to join in on their pushup challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing the confidence a week of pushups gives&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know results take much longer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my past life&lt;br /&gt;I'd have just fainted in a pool of my own sweat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic attack averted&lt;br /&gt;I start to notice other things that bother me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I CANNOT get away from people&lt;br /&gt;Why must people take the machine RIGHT next to you?&lt;br /&gt;Why must they wear old lady perfume?&lt;br /&gt;Do they really HAVE to snap &amp;amp; pop their gum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on it goes&lt;br /&gt;I try to count&lt;br /&gt;Not a numbers kind of gal&lt;br /&gt;I find myself just randomly picking a number&lt;br /&gt;Starting your count at 56 &lt;br /&gt;Seems daring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although 82 was absolutely thrilling&lt;br /&gt;I picked it twice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between counts 82-210&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I was getting dizzy&lt;br /&gt;My glasses jiggle around when I run the treadmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you notice something like that&lt;br /&gt;You can't shake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off they came&lt;br /&gt;Now I was running blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;Something tempting about running blind&lt;br /&gt;You feel almost like you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;Or in that dreamy state of just waking up&lt;br /&gt;Makes a run not soooo bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, &lt;br /&gt;And you can't see the silly&lt;br /&gt;30 something teenager wannabees&lt;br /&gt;Flaunting what I'm sure they think &lt;br /&gt;Passes for buff~&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see them try to run in that.....&lt;br /&gt;Yawn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasses on&lt;br /&gt;Glasses off&lt;br /&gt;Sweat&lt;br /&gt;Txt blasts about Moab Canyonlands Half!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Are all rooms REALLY booked already?&lt;br /&gt;Ackkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xH5gbvb5s0o/TyA7DptX6uI/AAAAAAAABHk/v989IMQqRaA/s640/blogger-image-960618260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xH5gbvb5s0o/TyA7DptX6uI/AAAAAAAABHk/v989IMQqRaA/s200/blogger-image-960618260.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZkQJAcEfKfU/TyA7QV90X8I/AAAAAAAABHs/lkThL3_mNLw/s640/blogger-image--1451194471.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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Blind'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xH5gbvb5s0o/TyA7DptX6uI/AAAAAAAABHk/v989IMQqRaA/s72-c/blogger-image-960618260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8685364232282044931</id><published>2012-01-24T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:50:20.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 2 moms out running.....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday had me needing to work on "speed" ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about that silly word&lt;br /&gt;Strikes fear&lt;br /&gt;And butterfly excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest with myself&lt;br /&gt;"Speed" and me &lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be breathed&lt;br /&gt;In the same sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honest with myself&lt;br /&gt;Work must be done-&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;Need help&lt;br /&gt;Time to 'phone a friend'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlueSkyGirl (aka Stephanie)&lt;br /&gt;Answered the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose a warm up run through&lt;br /&gt;Lions wilderness-&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go in the back way to park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means driving past &lt;br /&gt;Piedra Vista High School guard shack &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roll down my window&lt;br /&gt;Try to ask the guard if that was OK&lt;br /&gt;She's on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Waves me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive around the high school&lt;br /&gt;To the back entrance of the park&lt;br /&gt;Gate is closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great&lt;br /&gt;Now what-&lt;br /&gt;We park just outside&lt;br /&gt;On the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write a note&lt;br /&gt;Put it under my windshield wiper&lt;br /&gt;So as not to be towed&lt;br /&gt;The guard DID hear me ask-&lt;br /&gt;And DID&lt;br /&gt;wave me in &lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you ever need to write&lt;br /&gt;A 'please don't tow me'&lt;br /&gt;Windshield wiper note-&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"We are just 2 moms out running-&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon-&lt;br /&gt;If you need us to move our cars &lt;br /&gt;Call (505)xxx-xxxx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have&amp;nbsp;signed it ~&lt;br /&gt;Love, WordQuota and BlueSkyGirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would have &lt;br /&gt;Made us sound famous&lt;br /&gt;And we didn't want to &lt;br /&gt;Be divas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm noticing something&lt;br /&gt;The last few times I've run &lt;br /&gt;A group run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say something like&lt;br /&gt;"wow, I can't breath today"&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;"Why am I so tired?"&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;"Don't usually walk this soon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 'excuse' as to why &lt;br /&gt;I need to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I pulled out the-&lt;br /&gt;"Wow&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the cold affecting you like it is me today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me- &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have myself convinced&amp;nbsp;it's just some fluke-&lt;br /&gt;That today is somehow different&lt;br /&gt;From my other runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in reality- mile 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;Must&amp;nbsp;ALWAYS find me walking part of it-&lt;br /&gt;Just never&amp;nbsp;put two and two together&amp;nbsp;it till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run through Lions Wilderness Park&lt;br /&gt;Up up up the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there they are&lt;br /&gt;The mountains&lt;br /&gt;So snowy today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2z4nQExlgE/Tx5BMLwu3NI/AAAAAAAABHU/g8llb1VFrW8/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-mountain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute seemed like eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie flew past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to ladder&lt;br /&gt;1 min&lt;br /&gt;2 min&lt;br /&gt;3 min&lt;br /&gt;2 min&lt;br /&gt;1 min&lt;br /&gt;With jog recoveries in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have it in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;sprinted 1 min&amp;nbsp;with jog recoveries&lt;br /&gt;5 times and called it good&lt;br /&gt;The jog recoveries were so amazing&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;br /&gt;Fancy ice cream at a birthday party&lt;br /&gt;Relished doesn't begin to describe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tow me" note&lt;br /&gt;Worked&lt;br /&gt;I got a call &lt;br /&gt;Half way through our "ladders"&lt;br /&gt;Seems they just wanted to know&lt;br /&gt;How long we'd be out running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished off&amp;nbsp;our run&lt;br /&gt;With another easy 2 miles&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;were done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invited BlueSkyGirl over for coffee&lt;br /&gt;But she was going shoe shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;SHOE SHOPPING???????&lt;br /&gt;Well yes, I do think I'll come with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Brown's Shoe Fit&lt;br /&gt;The best shoe store in town&lt;br /&gt;(If I do say so myself)&lt;br /&gt;My job title: ENABLER&lt;br /&gt;NOW THIS I CAN DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes later, &lt;br /&gt;She's lacing up a new pair of kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking what I'm thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, &lt;br /&gt;Just HAVE to try them out&lt;br /&gt;We head off for a 'trial' run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph thinks they're grand&lt;br /&gt;I do too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFytPk-fElg/Tx5A9lDB0OI/AAAAAAAABHM/qeLl5Vj040g/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-flows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; 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/&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Instead of running a trail&lt;br /&gt;Or a great swath of open road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my sis-in-law Jen who suggested it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend had surgery &lt;br /&gt;Laid up in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Not fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what we did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the hospital type&lt;br /&gt;Really missed that trail and open road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this run taught me some things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy to pull up the WRONG weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmington Minnesota &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;Farmington New Mexico&lt;br /&gt;are very easy to switch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NM or MN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GL5VZbwpkE/Txz8cB4OnwI/AAAAAAAABGs/HcgmRi81ra4/s1600/tempmn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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you bring it back- on penalty of death" conversation&lt;br /&gt;Is not worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTH:&lt;br /&gt;I still can't breath on miles 1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTH:&lt;br /&gt;Camelbacks make me so insanely hot&lt;br /&gt;Almost panic attack trying to de-layer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTH:&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT like adding little jaggedy switch backs &lt;br /&gt;Simply for mileage's sake&lt;br /&gt;Really want to take a direct route-&lt;br /&gt;Or BIG loop to add miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTH:&lt;br /&gt;Really like group runs now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINTH:&lt;br /&gt;Why at one point were each of our little groups &lt;br /&gt;Of our big running&amp;nbsp;group&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Talking about cleaning the house????&lt;br /&gt;Weird&lt;br /&gt;Think we need maids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENTH:&lt;br /&gt;I really like longer mileage&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to all out run at mile 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't fully blog this run like I should.&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXUIfeDt--A/Tx0Coq5HHkI/AAAAAAAABHE/142CjBNF3ks/s1600/418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KXUIfeDt--A/Tx0Coq5HHkI/AAAAAAAABHE/142CjBNF3ks/s320/418.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy to be there&lt;br /&gt;Sad&lt;br /&gt;Unworthy of my health&lt;br /&gt;Mad&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;Cry&lt;br /&gt;She is so discouraged&lt;br /&gt;I tell our friend &lt;br /&gt;"Don't let this take your joy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let this take your joy"?????&lt;br /&gt;Did I really just say that out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I think I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if her just being happy will make her well&lt;br /&gt;As if somehow in that little box of a room-&lt;br /&gt;She could even find an amusement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my naivete made her laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel selfish&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that too is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why it was hard to blog this run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5192828267233427652?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GL5VZbwpkE/Txz8cB4OnwI/AAAAAAAABGs/HcgmRi81ra4/s72-c/tempmn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5472111376228941100</id><published>2012-01-22T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:36:31.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Read Me"</title><content type='html'>I hands down love  blogging&lt;br /&gt;It let's me hold a run in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I also love a great post~&lt;br /&gt;So, today I thought I'd highlight &lt;br /&gt;A few of my favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the highlight to be taken to each post&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is one of the&amp;nbsp;first&amp;nbsp;blog posts that inspired me-&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is a gifted photographer &lt;br /&gt;Turned Marathoner as a surprise for her sister's birthday- &lt;br /&gt;Surprise as in -didn't tell a soul - &lt;br /&gt;Save her honey and a few close running pals- &lt;br /&gt;The result was a runner overflowing &lt;br /&gt;Words and feelings that had no outlet- &lt;br /&gt;She had to "secret" blog the whole training- &lt;br /&gt;The result: a beautiful inspiring post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://believinginlove.com/?p=195"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Diary of the Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Gave me the mantra &lt;br /&gt;"I can do hard things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's that first post&lt;br /&gt;That made me cry&lt;br /&gt;By Pennsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=7311019354&amp;amp;plckPersonaPage=BlogViewPost&amp;amp;plckUserId=7311019354&amp;amp;plckPostId=Blog%3a7311019354Post%3a1d0162d5-71b0-4588-9964-65a072d149f8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How My First Half Made Me Whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy Pennsy's writing style&lt;br /&gt;It's real-&lt;br /&gt;Honest-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fitredneckramblings.blogspot.com/2012/01/shanes-sunday-service.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+AFitRednecksRamblings+%28A+Fit+Rednecks+Ramblings%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shayne's Sunday Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=1000010000099720&amp;amp;plckPersonaPage=BlogViewPost&amp;amp;plckUserId=1000010000099720&amp;amp;plckPostId=Blog%3a1000010000099720Post%3a8a300eb3-7e3e-4280-963c-565e0d9798a3&amp;amp;plckController=PersonaBlog&amp;amp;plckScript=personaScript&amp;amp;plckElementId=personaDest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;OK_Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a must read&lt;br /&gt;(I subscribe to his Sunday posts!)&lt;br /&gt;The post I linked to here&lt;br /&gt;Is especially encouraging if you're like me&lt;br /&gt;Anxious&amp;nbsp;about pace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next post&lt;br /&gt;Not a running blog, &lt;br /&gt;But oh so applicable&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine posted this yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/2012/01/comparison-is-the-thief-of-joy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Comparison is the Thief of Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me realize that we are each other's heroes &lt;br /&gt;Never forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the utterly hysterical posts &lt;br /&gt;Oh I love a silly fun post&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for days trying to find this next one---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please sit back and laugh&lt;br /&gt;jen.m.yee&lt;br /&gt;Cracked me up with her post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=1000010000682145&amp;amp;plckPersonaPage=BlogViewPost&amp;amp;plckUserId=1000010000682145&amp;amp;plckPostId=Blog%3a1000010000682145Post%3a2ad5177a-fc47-4ad1-84ca-fd683cdf99f5&amp;amp;plckController=PersonaBlog&amp;amp;plckScript=personaScript&amp;amp;plckElementId=personaDest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have You Seen My Compression Sock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the post I'm TRYING to find-but just can't &lt;br /&gt;Been searching for a silly WEEK now &lt;br /&gt;Argggg just can't find it!&lt;br /&gt;Anybody on the loop remember the post &lt;br /&gt;You know- the one about &lt;br /&gt;Going into a running store....&lt;br /&gt;Totally feeling out of place&lt;br /&gt;Scrawny running store workers&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you like &lt;br /&gt;Like you're not supposed to be there&lt;br /&gt;(except for the fact you run&amp;nbsp;CRAZY bunches of &amp;nbsp;miles&amp;nbsp;each week)&lt;br /&gt;Man- it was a good post, funny too&lt;br /&gt;Think they offer some massive support shoe as an option&lt;br /&gt;Just can't find it.&lt;br /&gt;Please someone from the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/comm/home/0,8091,,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; help me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WHY oh heaven's why can't I read &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=1000010000211575&amp;amp;plckUserId=1000010000211575"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Garbonzo a gogo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; old blog&amp;nbsp;posts????&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit put out that I can't pull up ANY of his old posts&lt;br /&gt;On the account of there being &lt;br /&gt;No 'Blog' tab when I'm on his profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite post?&lt;br /&gt;Favorite blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post a link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5472111376228941100?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5472111376228941100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=5472111376228941100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5472111376228941100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5472111376228941100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/read-me.html' title='&quot;Read Me&quot;'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-7906164773310316820</id><published>2012-01-17T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:35:48.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrel!</title><content type='html'>It snowed!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Being a Minnesotan &lt;br /&gt;Living in New Mexico-&lt;br /&gt;Snow is newsworthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning &lt;br /&gt;As I drove the kids to school&lt;br /&gt;I educated them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a dry snow"&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;"Dry snow blows because it's light and airy"&lt;br /&gt;They were in awe of my &lt;br /&gt;Snow knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouraged by their rapt attention-&lt;br /&gt;I continued&lt;br /&gt;"Now if dry snow lasts-&lt;br /&gt;It can turn into greasy snow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the sound 'greasy' snow makes&lt;br /&gt;And warn of the dangers &lt;br /&gt;Temperature fluctuations could bring&lt;br /&gt;Black ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dialogue on:&lt;br /&gt;Wet snow&lt;br /&gt;Sticky snow&lt;br /&gt;Sticky sticky -no sticky&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture&lt;br /&gt;I was on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tired of the subject long before I did&lt;br /&gt;And started their own conversation &lt;br /&gt;While I reminisced out loud about&lt;br /&gt;Snow up to the door posts&lt;br /&gt;April blizzards&lt;br /&gt;Icicles from roof to ground&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh snow-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little put out&lt;br /&gt;Snow&amp;nbsp;came on a work day&lt;br /&gt;What fun a snow run would be-&lt;br /&gt;But work ended when Moll's &lt;br /&gt;School day did.&lt;br /&gt;And she's not game for a 5 miler.&lt;br /&gt;I was relegated to a gym workout&lt;br /&gt;And I was resigned NOT to&amp;nbsp;run a treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why the angst today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply wanted to swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A swim for me is like holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slow smooth stroke&lt;br /&gt;Can't even do a proper kick&lt;br /&gt;Frog legs for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like therapy &lt;br /&gt;The water soothes and calms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted that swim----&lt;br /&gt;But in the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;That nagging chart with unfinished miles&lt;br /&gt;Loomed&lt;br /&gt;Tread mill?&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly drove home&lt;br /&gt;Threw on running gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up Moll's&lt;br /&gt;Back to the gym&lt;br /&gt;Treadmill chosen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press quick start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnd we're offfffff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About mile 2 &lt;br /&gt;Dawned on me&lt;br /&gt;I need the treadmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;My attention span is paper thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SQUIRREL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoSPZTySXgM/TxZRXNCptWI/AAAAAAAABGQ/eTi46kLaBZY/s1600/s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoSPZTySXgM/TxZRXNCptWI/AAAAAAAABGQ/eTi46kLaBZY/s1600/s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my road runs&lt;br /&gt;I stop for photos&lt;br /&gt;Take detour trails&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to work those&lt;br /&gt;Frog legs of mine&lt;br /&gt;No stopping&lt;br /&gt;No slowing&lt;br /&gt;Move it, move it, move it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a cheat &lt;br /&gt;I get it&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo many runners look down on the tread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tread&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Yep,&lt;br /&gt;Like treading water&lt;br /&gt;It's not really great for a race&lt;br /&gt;But oh so good&amp;nbsp;for building stamina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that,&lt;br /&gt;My work was done&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrO1EtDqQy0/TxZVrPZeJ8I/AAAAAAAABGg/2rsN85V3xcs/s1600/pool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrO1EtDqQy0/TxZVrPZeJ8I/AAAAAAAABGg/2rsN85V3xcs/s320/pool.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Slow smooth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Therapy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who says you can't have it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7906164773310316820?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7906164773310316820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7906164773310316820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1838948166347585041</id><published>2012-01-16T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:31:28.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Runner Fog &amp; Teeth</title><content type='html'>Got in a run today&lt;br /&gt;Maria joined me&lt;br /&gt;She came on our &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-you-good-enough.html"&gt;group run Saturday&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Think she's hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids WERE going to play at the park&lt;br /&gt;While we figure 8'ed our selves around them on the running trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather decided rain was in order&lt;br /&gt;Her kids would stay home &lt;br /&gt;(a little jealous that she has one old enough to babysit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought mine &lt;br /&gt;And a stash of:&lt;br /&gt;Books &lt;br /&gt;DSi's&lt;br /&gt;And the longest Disney movie I could find&lt;br /&gt;To hang out in the car while we worked.&lt;br /&gt;For you worriers-&lt;br /&gt;The parking area is RIGHT beside the running loop&lt;br /&gt;No 'ding-dong ditch' with my kids happening here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's chart said a progression run of 12 was in order&lt;br /&gt;Complete with 5 minute HARD uphill if possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT with the kids out on holiday-&lt;br /&gt;That work will have to wait-&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chose another 2 mile sandwich with hill repeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria and I ran well together&lt;br /&gt;Her easy pace is faster than mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'm trying not to get a complex---&lt;br /&gt;She was sweet and said maybe it's because she's taller?) &lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is I'm trying to get faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and ran and and chatted and ran some more&lt;br /&gt;Rain didn't bother us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids did&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Not really- &lt;br /&gt;Just a brother sister spat to untangle &lt;br /&gt;Potty break request &lt;br /&gt;And a HOORAY mom!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;That I misunderstood as another fight &lt;br /&gt;*smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rounded out our half mile loop toward mile 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for those hills&lt;br /&gt;Kiwanis has a grand steep hill&lt;br /&gt;Just perfect for 10 second repeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished it off with another hack at that trail&lt;br /&gt;Huffing and puffing &lt;br /&gt;(That's me!)&lt;br /&gt;But oh so happy to have another run done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home&lt;br /&gt;Maria laughed and said&lt;br /&gt;"Look- we must have done good"&lt;br /&gt;"We're fogging up the car!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICSL3crJEAs/TxSE-N4uAxI/AAAAAAAABFw/UmZ0SR_0-l4/s1600/fog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICSL3crJEAs/TxSE-N4uAxI/AAAAAAAABFw/UmZ0SR_0-l4/s200/fog.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fogged up the car-&lt;br /&gt;sure sign of a good run!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DP_OlpILoA/TxSFE-WVStI/AAAAAAAABGA/XSj53nF16M8/s1600/maria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DP_OlpILoA/TxSFE-WVStI/AAAAAAAABGA/XSj53nF16M8/s200/maria.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My running buddy Maria&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3k0tsiaI84/TxSGPFQC_QI/AAAAAAAABGI/gtpIr9sRB_Y/s1600/heather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3k0tsiaI84/TxSGPFQC_QI/AAAAAAAABGI/gtpIr9sRB_Y/s200/heather.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I really THAT happy?&lt;br /&gt;I guess running brings out my teeth!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1838948166347585041?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1838948166347585041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=1838948166347585041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1838948166347585041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1838948166347585041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/got-in-run-today-maria-joined-me-she.html' title='New Runner Fog &amp; Teeth'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICSL3crJEAs/TxSE-N4uAxI/AAAAAAAABFw/UmZ0SR_0-l4/s72-c/fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-666623227786371023</id><published>2012-01-14T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:29:27.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Good Enough?</title><content type='html'>Today something happened&lt;br /&gt;Something I've been thinking about for quite awhile&lt;br /&gt;Something that needed to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like when you&lt;br /&gt;Tell a friend you've been running&lt;br /&gt;You get a response like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fast enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fit enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm not young enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm not-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now a group of your friends have this crazy love &lt;br /&gt;While other friends are left feeling out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says you have to be fast?&lt;br /&gt;Who says you have to be fit?&lt;br /&gt;Who says you have to be young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I want to know &lt;br /&gt;So I can punch them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel that way,&lt;br /&gt;Still do if I let myself &lt;br /&gt;Not good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we fought back&lt;br /&gt;And won&lt;br /&gt;With a choreographed run/walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One group did a long run&lt;br /&gt;One group did a shorter run&lt;br /&gt;And we all met in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Where we joined another group to do a walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being good Baptists that we are, &lt;br /&gt;We chose to end our trek &lt;br /&gt;With coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis-in-law Jill &lt;br /&gt;Offered to really go the distance&lt;br /&gt;And make breakfast next time&lt;br /&gt;HA! (now THAT is tempting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much today&lt;br /&gt;Two of my "newbies" had run before-&lt;br /&gt;One in highschool/college, &lt;br /&gt;The other to lose weight after baby #2&lt;br /&gt;Their children now grown, and off to college&lt;br /&gt;They ran like it was just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that hadn't run much&lt;br /&gt;Save a few treadmill dashes&lt;br /&gt;Found that they had nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Jog&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely this is the start of something good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dNGh9E-A5HI/TxHe3Pmmw2I/AAAAAAAABFo/pkztIIj0G4Q/s640/blogger-image-651387915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-you-good-enough.html' title='Are You Good Enough?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dNGh9E-A5HI/TxHe3Pmmw2I/AAAAAAAABFo/pkztIIj0G4Q/s72-c/blogger-image-651387915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-167502773045404190</id><published>2012-01-13T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:54:15.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Goose Chase</title><content type='html'>Running&amp;nbsp;is hard&lt;br /&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;Tiring&lt;br /&gt;Dull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started running 6 months ago, &lt;br /&gt;These thoughts crept into my head&lt;br /&gt;As I plodded through those first runs&lt;br /&gt;Especially as my legs cramped at mile 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running is hard&lt;br /&gt;But it's the most fun hard thing I've ever done&lt;br /&gt;Most satisfying hard thing&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you meet a challenge head on and overcome it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;Not when you realize &lt;br /&gt;You need that time &lt;br /&gt;To unwind&lt;br /&gt;Not when you share the joy&lt;br /&gt;And bring a friend along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you bet&lt;br /&gt;But it's that great tired feeling&lt;br /&gt;That says you accomplished something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dull&lt;br /&gt;Why did I think that?&lt;br /&gt;Lacked focus&lt;br /&gt;Attention&lt;br /&gt;Discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can run for 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy it-&lt;br /&gt;I can find the joy in anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately it's been deliriously easy to find the joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOdf_T-5rx4/TxEXL5fRPbI/AAAAAAAABFI/hPLtWBc2I_A/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-hill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOdf_T-5rx4/TxEXL5fRPbI/AAAAAAAABFI/hPLtWBc2I_A/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-hill.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hill looks easy enough &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" 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run the same routes &lt;br /&gt;Similar times&lt;br /&gt;But never bumped into each other&lt;br /&gt;About time&lt;br /&gt;Our run held easy miles and hill sprints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wild goose chases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WjpiQl_V-U/TxEifyxwzdI/AAAAAAAABFQ/pGoQMnpTeMg/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-wildgoose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WjpiQl_V-U/TxEifyxwzdI/AAAAAAAABFQ/pGoQMnpTeMg/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-wildgoose.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VoTPc01dvqg/TxEiswkyY5I/AAAAAAAABFY/PNyYBsvBbRU/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-wildgoosechase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/167502773045404190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/wild-goose-chase.html' title='Wild Goose Chase'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOdf_T-5rx4/TxEXL5fRPbI/AAAAAAAABFI/hPLtWBc2I_A/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5090133503776895427</id><published>2012-01-11T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:11:55.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I run to blog</title><content type='html'>I run to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to separate the two, &lt;br /&gt;But it's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a run &lt;br /&gt;I think of the possible story&lt;br /&gt;On the run I look for the surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else would anyone believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized I didn't run yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Hate to have 2 days between posts&lt;br /&gt;Guess its the thrill of throwing words out&lt;br /&gt;Like a kid that can't help but blow a dandelion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Wednesday is&amp;nbsp;my crazy day&lt;br /&gt;I work til 11:30&lt;br /&gt;Pick up my little Molly 11:45&lt;br /&gt;Window of&amp;nbsp; 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;Then work again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Molls loves &lt;br /&gt;The play place at Defined Fitness&lt;br /&gt;I had a run to log&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRiEDmHmg0Y/Tw5tChPD9SI/AAAAAAAABE4/ZwiJTJySAvM/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-treadmill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRiEDmHmg0Y/Tw5tChPD9SI/AAAAAAAABE4/ZwiJTJySAvM/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-treadmill.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gazing down the long row of machines&lt;br /&gt;I thought, &lt;br /&gt;Pick your poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to loathe and hate this run&lt;br /&gt;Everybody hates treadmills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I was, &lt;br /&gt;Guiltlessly watching Phineas and Pherb&lt;br /&gt;No one to judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only, &lt;br /&gt;shoot- No audio&lt;br /&gt;I'd brought my wireless headphones&lt;br /&gt;No idea how to sync them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo &lt;br /&gt;Like french fries dipped in ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Phineas and Pherb&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Zumba radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about treadmills is there's no change in scenery&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count the muted show that makes you dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight lifting 30 something dude who thinks he's still a jock&lt;br /&gt;Flailing around before he does his "big" lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Michael Jackson music video streaming on the big screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, &lt;br /&gt;That's what I had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of made me smile&lt;br /&gt;This menagerie of trite entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good run&lt;br /&gt;I pushed my pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;br /&gt;I realize a treadmill pace &lt;br /&gt;Is a cheater's pace&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;br /&gt;Every time I'm on one of these things&lt;br /&gt;It builds my confidence to try harder outside next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get to write about it&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than that~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5090133503776895427?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5090133503776895427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=5090133503776895427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5090133503776895427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5090133503776895427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-run-to-blog.html' title='I run to blog'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRiEDmHmg0Y/Tw5tChPD9SI/AAAAAAAABE4/ZwiJTJySAvM/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8731860665111931731</id><published>2012-01-09T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:56:09.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Short List----Celery!</title><content type='html'>Getting excited about my training- &lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little work to make a run have purpose-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was ladder intervals,&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiched between easy 2's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned an early morning run-&lt;br /&gt;But cozy covers and hum of a heater lulled me back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast-&lt;br /&gt;Lunches made-&lt;br /&gt;Kids to school-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew&lt;br /&gt;Now I can run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off easily enough&lt;br /&gt;Went a different route to keep it fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 easy miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy for me means SLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used this time to work on my breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am notorious for huffing and puffing&lt;br /&gt;Like a coal fired steam engine&lt;br /&gt;Coughing and hacking my way through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Tennille had given me pointers on breath control-&lt;br /&gt;Crazy how little adjustments make for a more comfortable run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But towards the end of mile 2&lt;br /&gt;My energy was gone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had ladders to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kiwanis Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervals were to be sprints of 1, 2, &amp;amp; 3 minutes with jog breaks in between  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept it simple and picked landmarks to run to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think was how fun this exercises would be with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Old fashioned game of tag, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing out my run with my remaining "easy" 2&lt;br /&gt;Read: walk----again----*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I tried to think what the fatigue could be from&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Here's the short list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More- Hydration&lt;br /&gt;Preferably water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better- fuel&lt;br /&gt;Thinking more whole foods, less processed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More- sleep&lt;br /&gt;Notorious for 1am blogging&lt;br /&gt;Curfew might be in order here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;How I got in a run without a photo is beyond me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8nZwkTWnMo/TwveL_6HF_I/AAAAAAAABEo/kEGBG2wvn1w/s1600/mollycelery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8nZwkTWnMo/TwveL_6HF_I/AAAAAAAABEo/kEGBG2wvn1w/s320/mollycelery.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave you with a candid shot of my littlest, Molly&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she was pretending &lt;br /&gt;To be Linny, &lt;br /&gt;The celery eating Guinea Pig &lt;br /&gt;From Wonder Pets.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;br /&gt;I let her bring celery to the mall&lt;br /&gt;I'm flat proud of her penchant &lt;br /&gt;For veggie eating----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HU9nE4fykrs/TwveOT4j63I/AAAAAAAABEw/2vCEgW1cb1w/s1600/mollycerery2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HU9nE4fykrs/TwveOT4j63I/AAAAAAAABEw/2vCEgW1cb1w/s320/mollycerery2.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8731860665111931731?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/8731860665111931731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=8731860665111931731' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-521558979306673457</id><published>2012-01-07T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:31:35.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 perfect miles</title><content type='html'>Got a run in today~&lt;br /&gt;11&amp;nbsp;sweet&amp;nbsp;miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of things that make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3lJ78LAAG0/Twk2l0eK2gI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Pk0-s1oMupo/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-trail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-4285375753353905241</id><published>2012-01-06T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T21:27:52.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monstered</title><content type='html'>Hung up my sneakers today-&lt;br /&gt;No walk&lt;br /&gt;No run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I'm out~&lt;br /&gt;I've been Cookie Monstered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z-vRl_3wsU/TwfSpOokfwI/AAAAAAAABEA/3onqrr6qhko/s1600/cookiemonster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z-vRl_3wsU/TwfSpOokfwI/AAAAAAAABEA/3onqrr6qhko/s1600/cookiemonster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie Challenge lasted&lt;br /&gt;One week-&lt;br /&gt;ONE week?&lt;br /&gt;That sounds weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking at my last few weeks of training&lt;br /&gt;I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yobB9G87sU/TwfKHQ4OibI/AAAAAAAABDg/TewaUR595uM/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-miles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yobB9G87sU/TwfKHQ4OibI/AAAAAAAABDg/TewaUR595uM/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-miles.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had me feeling &lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/hill-repeats-magic-secret-trail.html"&gt;hill repeats&lt;/a&gt; from the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a rest.&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp;really wanted to get those 3 challenge miles in.&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely I could improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L26yyfoHLog/TwfLFHb5TXI/AAAAAAAABDw/dISVlH7eD9A/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-fb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L26yyfoHLog/TwfLFHb5TXI/AAAAAAAABDw/dISVlH7eD9A/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-fb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah-----&lt;br /&gt;THAT didn't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbrSJDeDxD4/TwfK_q-GvNI/AAAAAAAABDo/DOwjGOqB1BM/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-fb2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbrSJDeDxD4/TwfK_q-GvNI/AAAAAAAABDo/DOwjGOqB1BM/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-fb2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed out&lt;br /&gt;It's only 3 miles&lt;br /&gt;People run 3 in under a half hour alllllll the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely tonight was my night to break the pace barrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With daddy still out of town on business, &lt;br /&gt;Had to stay close&lt;br /&gt;My route&lt;br /&gt;Up&amp;nbsp;and down my block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.2 miles had my body telling me to STOP&lt;br /&gt;No records broken tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped in to check on kiddos&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how America's funniest Home Videos&lt;br /&gt;Get kids belly laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back out&lt;br /&gt;Walked&lt;br /&gt;Should have called it a night&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was a pride thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimped my way up and down&lt;br /&gt;High fiving my ugly car &lt;br /&gt;Who cheered me on each time I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wH_59ix-pi8/TwfOcMe-GpI/AAAAAAAABD4/b8k_k7hlpMg/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-uglycar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wH_59ix-pi8/TwfOcMe-GpI/AAAAAAAABD4/b8k_k7hlpMg/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-uglycar.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly had a new found respect for that car&lt;br /&gt;The older kids named her Maria&lt;br /&gt;When she was shiny and new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Always ready &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over the years&lt;br /&gt;A little worn&lt;br /&gt;Paint not so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our littlest Molly &lt;br /&gt;Never knowing her given name&lt;br /&gt;Dubbed her "The Dorky Car"&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll correct her next time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look for the joy"&lt;br /&gt;"Find the fun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the neighborhood was dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and down &lt;br /&gt;Back and forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only .3 miles left&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't quit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more pass and I'd be done&lt;br /&gt;The light&amp;nbsp; from the streetlamp&lt;br /&gt;Glowed brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7sjuWm7qUk/TwfVrBkl9bI/AAAAAAAABEI/549RVYItbmo/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-grass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v7sjuWm7qUk/TwfVrBkl9bI/AAAAAAAABEI/549RVYItbmo/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-grass.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pampas Grass&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 miles&lt;br /&gt;Done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-4285375753353905241?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/4285375753353905241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=4285375753353905241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2995551438091807107</id><published>2012-01-05T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:38:08.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill Repeats &amp; The Secret Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2012/01/hoping-for-little-hill-work-tomorrow.html"&gt;Remember yesterday?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder a mess....&lt;br /&gt;Pain, pain, pain~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely eeked out a walk. &lt;br /&gt;(on that skinny excuse for a sidewalk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight I must say, &lt;br /&gt;I'm still in pain.&lt;br /&gt;But it's the good kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in those hill repeats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, &lt;br /&gt;I was feeling like I needed help&lt;br /&gt;That's not like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I ignore&lt;br /&gt;Make excuses&lt;br /&gt;Pretend&lt;br /&gt;Until the feeling's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night &lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sent out a txt blast to all my running buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to run hill repeats????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=1000010001170890&amp;amp;plckPersonaPage=BlogViewPost&amp;amp;plckUserId=1000010001170890&amp;amp;plckPostId=Blog%3a1000010001170890Post%3a13ab8466-c686-414c-8538-1244be0d07fd"&gt;NMrunnergirl&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(aka Clare)&lt;br /&gt;Had a noon run on the books &lt;br /&gt;With Runningmommaof2 (aka Jen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph had a chiro and hair appt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I didn't txt Katie&lt;br /&gt;(Katie, if you read this, I need your #)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennille came through &lt;br /&gt;And said she'd do hills with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For which I gave a huge sigh of relief&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the faintest idea&amp;nbsp;how to&amp;nbsp;DO hill repeats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at 8:30ish am&lt;br /&gt;Chilly, but not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran an easy 2ish miles&lt;br /&gt;During those 2 miles&lt;br /&gt;Tennille coached me on breathing &lt;br /&gt;And the&amp;nbsp;basic approach to hill repeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On we ran&lt;br /&gt;To a quaint neighborhood I'd never seen before&lt;br /&gt;Hill was not daunting...&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit more sure of myself than I should have been&lt;br /&gt;How bad can this long slope of a hill be anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up I sprinted&lt;br /&gt;My goal of a 45 second sprint&amp;nbsp;got cut in half&lt;br /&gt;Tennille flew past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk/jogged back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up I sprinted&lt;br /&gt;My goal of a 45 second sprint got cut in half&lt;br /&gt;Tennille flew past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk/jogged back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six times in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard fun work.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could almost puke&lt;br /&gt;Almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of our run, &lt;br /&gt;Tennille told me we would end with a trail.&lt;br /&gt;And that's just what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trail is very curious&lt;br /&gt;You have to KNOW where it is to find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mm9ooUJuMVk/TwVWdRVcQQI/AAAAAAAABDE/ReokoL3FdSg/s1600/qw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mm9ooUJuMVk/TwVWdRVcQQI/AAAAAAAABDE/ReokoL3FdSg/s320/qw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was a kid, &lt;br /&gt;Stumbling upon a secret road &lt;br /&gt;That lead, &lt;br /&gt;Who knows where,&lt;br /&gt;Just follow it&lt;br /&gt;See where it takes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It weaved it's way above the houses&lt;br /&gt;And roads, &lt;br /&gt;Trees and undergrowth,&lt;br /&gt;Stone outcroppings with moss&lt;br /&gt;This is not New Mexico&lt;br /&gt;Surely we trekked &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTNjuBRi4dU/TwVVLXy0vLI/AAAAAAAABCo/UcsnFNzLYiM/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTNjuBRi4dU/TwVVLXy0vLI/AAAAAAAABCo/UcsnFNzLYiM/s320/1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DSWZwSxq8TQ/TwVVPi7INlI/AAAAAAAABC4/UUzvzNENaOU/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DSWZwSxq8TQ/TwVVPi7INlI/AAAAAAAABC4/UUzvzNENaOU/s320/2.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, &lt;br /&gt;It landed us &lt;br /&gt;Back down to earth&lt;br /&gt;To&amp;nbsp;the road we knew well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if&amp;nbsp;she felt a&amp;nbsp;bit of a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Letting me see that secret trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run back felt good&lt;br /&gt;I felt stronger - in an odd way-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the hills&lt;br /&gt;Or the magic secret trail...&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to life..&lt;br /&gt;One must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did.&lt;br /&gt;Lattes and cinnamon rolls&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/234/1111461/restaurant/New-Mexico/Andrea-Kristinas-Bookstore-Farmington"&gt;Andrea Kristina's&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sbbAnVovu0/TwVXXwlk5uI/AAAAAAAABDQ/0sXybPvupFs/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3sbbAnVovu0/TwVXXwlk5uI/AAAAAAAABDQ/0sXybPvupFs/s320/5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could get used to this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2995551438091807107?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2995551438091807107/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mm9ooUJuMVk/TwVWdRVcQQI/AAAAAAAABDE/ReokoL3FdSg/s72-c/qw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6555276118529662699</id><published>2012-01-03T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:46:23.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for a little hill work----tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQoOC65Cjqk/TwNyz0uTzUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/gb3YHT7vENk/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-path.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQoOC65Cjqk/TwNyz0uTzUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/gb3YHT7vENk/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-path.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not feeling my best today&lt;br /&gt;Have a pinched nerve or something&lt;br /&gt;Going on with my right arm&lt;br /&gt;Rotator has a numb burning feel to it &lt;br /&gt;Been this way off and on for about 3 days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much late night blogging?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/community/persona/index.jsp?UID=1000010000550706&amp;amp;plckPersonaPage=BlogViewPost&amp;amp;plckUserId=1000010000550706&amp;amp;plckPostId=Blog%3a1000010000550706Post%3a5df976ac-33d1-41b1-85e2-5d1f47231ca6"&gt;the cookie challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely made it 3 walking miles today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a little hill work tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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work----tomorrow'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQoOC65Cjqk/TwNyz0uTzUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/gb3YHT7vENk/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6575102088262108397</id><published>2012-01-02T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:05:07.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissy Run~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sK3wwPva91U/TwKFDnmBpPI/AAAAAAAABAc/68TLtE0MZXw/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-emergenC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sK3wwPva91U/TwKFDnmBpPI/AAAAAAAABAc/68TLtE0MZXw/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-emergenC.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aaSQvSZ3Bo/TwKEmsYVlUI/AAAAAAAABAU/2cJN_I8GtbE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-camelback.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aaSQvSZ3Bo/TwKEmsYVlUI/AAAAAAAABAU/2cJN_I8GtbE/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-camelback.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis-in-law Jen and I were planning&lt;br /&gt;Another 13 mile run today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;my usual hydration choice (Capri Suns)&lt;br /&gt;Must resort to the Camel Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little apprehensive- &lt;br /&gt;Remembering&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;last attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/09/stash-dash-12.html"&gt;Glug, glug, glug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Natalie gave me some pointers&lt;br /&gt;I'd yet to try so it wouldn't slosh around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really don't like the plastic taste &lt;br /&gt;The water takes on when it's in the pack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I improvised-&lt;br /&gt;I added EmergenC powder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to say, this had pleasant results&lt;br /&gt;Not too bland, not to sweet, &lt;br /&gt;And a bit of whatever it is that makes&lt;br /&gt;EmergenC powder so EmergenC-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5lHcFTtV5M/TwKTH_quLEI/AAAAAAAABA0/JRcz_onz8E4/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-jen%2526me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J5lHcFTtV5M/TwKTH_quLEI/AAAAAAAABA0/JRcz_onz8E4/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-jen%2526me.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jen &amp;amp; me-why do I always have a cheesy grin?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Up and out-&lt;br /&gt;We decided to stay around town&lt;br /&gt;Pinion Hills to Dustin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked about half a mile&lt;br /&gt;Then picked up the pace&lt;br /&gt;felt good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running along &lt;br /&gt;Chatting&lt;br /&gt;Walking a bit here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost to Dustin&lt;br /&gt;We saw a runner headed towards us.&lt;br /&gt;We knew it had to be our brother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;Crazy runner Mike- &lt;br /&gt;The man with nearly 25 marathons under his belt&lt;br /&gt;man can he flat run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he caught us walking.&lt;br /&gt;Bummer&lt;br /&gt;Smile and wave &lt;br /&gt;He flies by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running again, &lt;br /&gt;lest we&amp;nbsp;let someone else catch us walking&lt;br /&gt;We soldier on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when we get an idea-&lt;br /&gt;Mike's out running-&lt;br /&gt;Why not&amp;nbsp;run to his house &lt;br /&gt;And grab his&amp;nbsp;honey Jill &lt;br /&gt;(our other Sis-in-law)&lt;br /&gt;To go with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know it will be tricky&lt;br /&gt;She's not "a runner" &lt;br /&gt;(what does that even mean anyway)&lt;br /&gt;She's really going to have to trust us&lt;br /&gt;And we're going to have to persuade her it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I text her&lt;br /&gt;Jen texts her&lt;br /&gt;The Tag team texting works!&lt;br /&gt;We're picking her up in 10!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIgE_PqB7hc/TwKbxHHepBI/AAAAAAAABBA/A_WsW-8Y29M/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-sis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SIgE_PqB7hc/TwKbxHHepBI/AAAAAAAABBA/A_WsW-8Y29M/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-sis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three sister-in-laws!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our run turned into a walk... &lt;br /&gt;But we didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;We'd finally gotten Jill to join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an absolute hilarious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbed up huge hills&lt;br /&gt;Even coerced Jill to try a jog down &lt;br /&gt;Who knows....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this run will be the one that reels her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfE9tq_VSs0/TwKc-TqK0VI/AAAAAAAABBM/MjwtKzAsbIE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-brookside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OfE9tq_VSs0/TwKc-TqK0VI/AAAAAAAABBM/MjwtKzAsbIE/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-brookside.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ran across this lovely bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That weirdly sits next to a skate park&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There's just something about a skate park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That brings out the crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did some 'hill' repeats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Running up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dowwwwwn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uuppppp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dowwwwn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That half pipe was MINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We tried to look tough &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shot some crazy 'skater' poses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Yz4ay1pJ4/TwKdHQ7fe3I/AAAAAAAABBU/DHdun8z5erE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-gg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Yz4ay1pJ4/TwKdHQ7fe3I/AAAAAAAABBU/DHdun8z5erE/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-gg.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PDNjCxcfOM/TwKdMImJhDI/AAAAAAAABBc/8LCoV1tAEzY/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-hg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PDNjCxcfOM/TwKdMImJhDI/AAAAAAAABBc/8LCoV1tAEzY/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-hg.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OK epic fail on looking tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We did however manage to take the saddest 'Charlie's Angels' shot I've ever seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qaeqncscYq8/TwKksM5GrOI/AAAAAAAABBw/Rk6nS4cbFoM/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qaeqncscYq8/TwKksM5GrOI/AAAAAAAABBw/Rk6nS4cbFoM/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadows.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BwahaHAHahahahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And NO we don't look ANYTHING like those shadows in real life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A great walk/run/walk/hike/laugh fest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A great time with my sister-in-laws&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Final mileage: Endomondo said 7.91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(although, to be honest-I think it was really about 7.5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did I mention &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mike bought us all Starbucks when we were done??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p11UphaUrzA/TwKoLdBd8FI/AAAAAAAABCE/P4gzedBAvpI/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-starbucks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p11UphaUrzA/TwKoLdBd8FI/AAAAAAAABCE/P4gzedBAvpI/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-starbucks.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YUM!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sK3wwPva91U/TwKFDnmBpPI/AAAAAAAABAc/68TLtE0MZXw/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-emergenC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5369063159184273070</id><published>2012-01-01T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:55:45.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Traditions</title><content type='html'>So I'm relaxing around the house this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;When it dawns on me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't run any miles at all&amp;nbsp;this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't have that!&lt;br /&gt;Haha-Happy New Year to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading out, &lt;br /&gt;Say to myself, &lt;br /&gt;Think I&amp;nbsp; just started me a New Year's tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 2 miles were a bit sloggy&lt;br /&gt;Chose my Asics Gel Nimbus-&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why-&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I felt sorry for them &lt;br /&gt;Sitting in my closet &lt;br /&gt;Holes in the toes&lt;br /&gt;Next to my flashy Brooks &lt;br /&gt;Cascadias &amp;amp; Flows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there I was rounding out mile 3&lt;br /&gt;And they felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was running 'old school' shoes&lt;br /&gt;Why not an old route?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQxPort4CPg/TwFKyBe2aeI/AAAAAAAAA_s/EBlqKwkw0XE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQxPort4CPg/TwFKyBe2aeI/AAAAAAAAA_s/EBlqKwkw0XE/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-tree.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FMHGiZMQ1E/TwFLjtApPFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/33cRhVe8vzs/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-tree3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FMHGiZMQ1E/TwFLjtApPFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/33cRhVe8vzs/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-tree3.jpg" width="116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gorgeous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.5 miles down in the books for 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to another New Year's Tradition~&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the Chavez's-&lt;br /&gt;Menu: Prime Rib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qO3UMmHJY2s/TwFR-DdbV-I/AAAAAAAABAI/VovQ_q73d1s/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-primerib.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qO3UMmHJY2s/TwFR-DdbV-I/AAAAAAAABAI/VovQ_q73d1s/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-primerib.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5369063159184273070?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5369063159184273070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQxPort4CPg/TwFKyBe2aeI/AAAAAAAAA_s/EBlqKwkw0XE/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6601338385594918374</id><published>2012-01-01T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:15:05.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning Ahead- Don't Look Back</title><content type='html'>Seems like the thing to do this time of year is look back and reminisce~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did-&lt;br /&gt;And it shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first documented run was June 28th, 2011&lt;br /&gt;2.01 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a "newbie" or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my total for less than 6 months of fun is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;434.53miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far all I have on the books is Moab Canyonlands Half in March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals- &lt;br /&gt;Get leaner &lt;br /&gt;Get faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is a huge struggle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;40lbs over weight.&lt;br /&gt;Love for running to be the "magic bullet" &lt;br /&gt;But so far it's not happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's OK&lt;br /&gt;I feel great, and know that my body just doesn't believe me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a huge monkey on my back.&lt;br /&gt;Must get faster!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure-&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see what 2012 holds.........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-6601338385594918374?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8215408290144263741</id><published>2011-12-31T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:02:29.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic 8</title><content type='html'>Get up....&lt;br /&gt;You need to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what my head kept saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 8 miles to log&lt;br /&gt;But I'd stayed up late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit snooze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next&amp;nbsp;time my alarm sounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bounded out of bed, &lt;br /&gt;Wrangled on my gear&lt;br /&gt;Laced up my kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a magic run&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out I went, &lt;br /&gt;Chose a totally new route&lt;br /&gt;It was incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles seemed to fly by&lt;br /&gt;How had I not seen this path before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on I ran &lt;br /&gt;I was unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up*&lt;br /&gt;Magic 8?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes&lt;br /&gt;8 magic hours of sleep~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8215408290144263741?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/8215408290144263741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=8215408290144263741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/8215408290144263741'/><link rel='self' 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trail~'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3516049754992053011</id><published>2011-12-29T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:14:40.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snail trail~</title><content type='html'>It's funny how the kids and I look forward to break&lt;br /&gt;And then get so out of whack while we're in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was dresser clean out day....&lt;br /&gt;Clothes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Kids telling me &lt;br /&gt;"Keep"- &lt;br /&gt;"Give"-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bags of hand-me-downs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tackled the "lonely sock" bag&lt;br /&gt;It had gotten out of hand- all plump and overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Hours of mindlessly matching forgotten socks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready to head out&lt;br /&gt;And did&lt;br /&gt;Even got halfway down the block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But felt dead inside&lt;br /&gt;Why was I out in the gorgeous day&lt;br /&gt;While my kids sat happy to just TV vege?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around, ran back up the block&lt;br /&gt;Into the house&lt;br /&gt;And told the kids to get their shoes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked at me in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bewildered to leave Phineas and Ferb behind,&lt;br /&gt;But somewhat interested in a run with mom...&lt;br /&gt;They obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out we went&lt;br /&gt;I felt happy and alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me world!&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my kids running!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran up and out the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;Such excitement~ me and my brood~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we turned the corner, &lt;br /&gt;And my oldest was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm tired" &lt;br /&gt;"How long is this going to take?"&lt;br /&gt;Kate, my 11 year old&amp;nbsp;said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not long~ It will be fun!"&lt;br /&gt;I said, trying to convince her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell already~this was going to be a hard sell~ &lt;br /&gt;How could I keep their interest up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anybody want to go 'off road'?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Riley (8) was game&lt;br /&gt;Molly chimed in she wanted to too....&lt;br /&gt;Kate, not so much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did anyway-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short cutting our way through our subdivision,&lt;br /&gt;I knew just where we should head next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions Wilderness Park&lt;br /&gt;My favorite scenic run...&lt;br /&gt;Surely that would save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard, slow going&lt;br /&gt;Riley and Molly ran from light post to light post&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for me and Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted Kate to enjoy running&lt;br /&gt;The younger kids came by it naturally enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be patient...&lt;br /&gt;I could tell it was hard work for her.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of those first days when I decided I would run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard work&lt;br /&gt;Not fun&lt;br /&gt;Tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let her love this.....&lt;br /&gt;Please let her love this....&lt;br /&gt;I held her hand.&lt;br /&gt;That was the moment she softened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them love it like I did made me so proud.&lt;br /&gt;We wandered&lt;br /&gt;Explored&lt;br /&gt;Climbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ1sc0IXr4k/Tv1fx8s1xaI/AAAAAAAAA_I/jrc6UMHNM2s/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-lions4.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8289vWARpqk/Tv1f-KP46xI/AAAAAAAAA_g/r3fbcR-fHAk/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-lionsi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8289vWARpqk/Tv1f-KP46xI/AAAAAAAAA_g/r3fbcR-fHAk/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-lionsi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way back was fun, &lt;br /&gt;We talked about going earlier next time&lt;br /&gt;So we could stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first 5 mile hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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trail~'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Os2c5iUxsBw/Tv1f2kYK0sI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/-qqZO-zMyq8/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-lions9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1178785403023247053</id><published>2011-12-28T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:42:46.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scavenger Hunt Run</title><content type='html'>Slept in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew I HAD to get out and run....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was "cozy-cold"&lt;br /&gt;You know, that cozy feeling you have &lt;br /&gt;Snuggled up in your pjs&lt;br /&gt;Knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt&lt;br /&gt;You'll be miserable cold if you take them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pulled out my running gear&lt;br /&gt;Put them in the dryer&lt;br /&gt;Hit start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll teach 'em&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself&lt;br /&gt;Smug grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a moment to check on &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/comm/home/0,8091,,00.html"&gt;the loop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how all the running folk are doing---&lt;br /&gt;They were all running fierce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get MY run on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dryer clothes retrieved&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh so cozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly sees me getting my gear on &lt;br /&gt;"Mommy,  are you going for a run?&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you just stay in  and do that machine"&lt;br /&gt;She says, pointing to the elliptical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do THAT machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appeased her-&lt;br /&gt;Netflixed a Wallace and Grommit-&lt;br /&gt;49 minutes of machine fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really needed a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So----&lt;br /&gt;Kids safely movied and Xbox 360'd&lt;br /&gt;Out I went.&lt;br /&gt;New shoes made me smile, &lt;br /&gt;But I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stay close for kids' sakes.&lt;br /&gt;Neighborhood runs make my skin crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I saw it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is4U2-o1o94/Tvvvm3zdFeI/AAAAAAAAA8k/pMzkE5iTg8A/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-street.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is4U2-o1o94/Tvvvm3zdFeI/AAAAAAAAA8k/pMzkE5iTg8A/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-street.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing exciting- &lt;br /&gt;But the stuff popping out&lt;br /&gt;Gave me an idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scavenger hunt-&lt;br /&gt;Gather pics &lt;br /&gt;Cool Christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;Boxes tell the tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off&lt;br /&gt;The run became fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zig-zagging up and down&lt;br /&gt;Blocks of cans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapping pics-&lt;br /&gt;New jewelry box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--akIsZyb8ss/Tvvv_DKJHJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/0smZEeYLVe4/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-jewlery2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--akIsZyb8ss/Tvvv_DKJHJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/0smZEeYLVe4/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-jewlery2.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Made me wonder -&lt;br /&gt;Did she get diamonds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New play kitchen for some lucky little&amp;nbsp;girl&lt;br /&gt;The exact one I'd have picked for Molly&lt;br /&gt;If we had the room for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uEVbvGeeLMg/TvvwOiQZ9xI/AAAAAAAAA88/ZuUZS1OiBxk/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-girlkitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uEVbvGeeLMg/TvvwOiQZ9xI/AAAAAAAAA88/ZuUZS1OiBxk/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-girlkitchen.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding the corner&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at the overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Recycling bin of bottles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keetM0JVVFs/TvvwtLsC8BI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZosUwpmeyt8/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-bottles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keetM0JVVFs/TvvwtLsC8BI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZosUwpmeyt8/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-bottles.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone even got a kitchen remodel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uLNlWhghM4/Tvvw8HqBppI/AAAAAAAAA9U/VhC-3nC6EcE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uLNlWhghM4/Tvvw8HqBppI/AAAAAAAAA9U/VhC-3nC6EcE/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-kitchen.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About mile 3&lt;br /&gt;Some gal spotted me&lt;br /&gt;Snapping a pic of her trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duck down the next street&lt;br /&gt;Snap a pic of myself&lt;br /&gt;Just to double check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MHtpVXfxZl4/TvvxKF4FvOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/1u-8UFjvinQ/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MHtpVXfxZl4/TvvxKF4FvOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/1u-8UFjvinQ/s200/mom.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!&lt;br /&gt;I look like a mom-&lt;br /&gt;Not a gangster&lt;br /&gt;Scouting her trash for a weekend&amp;nbsp;heist&lt;br /&gt;Surely she won't judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On I run&lt;br /&gt;Scavenger hunt continues&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember when I had this much&lt;br /&gt;Corny fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1o0CTU4Fll4/TvvzoAnkbcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/PYxAj7Vs1hU/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-adart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1o0CTU4Fll4/TvvzoAnkbcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/PYxAj7Vs1hU/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-adart.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5PnJVKhfos/TvvzydGVENI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/97WvTaimqks/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-apankake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5PnJVKhfos/TvvzydGVENI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/97WvTaimqks/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-apankake.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XigxPfFDl8/Tvvz-6QqnvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Z_eVLWnKaCE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-askooter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XigxPfFDl8/Tvvz-6QqnvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Z_eVLWnKaCE/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-askooter.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 6&lt;br /&gt;I wind my way toward home&lt;br /&gt;I think of my fun present from my honey&amp;nbsp;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44Z9DscMP1Y/Tvv4qyedorI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Zd_MpC8nQ1U/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-rebeccaminkoff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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to take a pic&lt;br /&gt;Ok- like 10 pics&lt;br /&gt;I looked crazy skinny and&amp;nbsp;tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQEGO-CPYSQ/TvvxmZ8Ah8I/AAAAAAAAA98/GAsfBowJ6cE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQEGO-CPYSQ/TvvxmZ8Ah8I/AAAAAAAAA98/GAsfBowJ6cE/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1-wETj36afY/TvvxeUW_lWI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tVgUZtdKXtE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1-wETj36afY/TvvxeUW_lWI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tVgUZtdKXtE/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow2.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MVRPdmPpngU/TvvxjG_hXVI/AAAAAAAAA90/Qqp2C3lkNpo/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MVRPdmPpngU/TvvxjG_hXVI/AAAAAAAAA90/Qqp2C3lkNpo/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-shadow3.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's something to this running thing after all&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1178785403023247053?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1178785403023247053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-is4U2-o1o94/Tvvvm3zdFeI/AAAAAAAAA8k/pMzkE5iTg8A/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6661614937908631591</id><published>2011-12-26T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:52:24.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Detox Run-13 little miles in my new pureflows-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas has come and gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything went well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday service&amp;nbsp;was beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Riley and Molly sang with the children's choir &lt;br /&gt;My Kate sang&amp;nbsp;the solo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh but the Krumkake almost didn't make it.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lwE8Pdo7VKs/TvqCzaqagAI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DqX5PaUKcyU/s1600/kh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lwE8Pdo7VKs/TvqCzaqagAI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DqX5PaUKcyU/s200/kh.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really needed my mom and grandma-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But with a little help from my littlest molly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All decked out in her new chef's hat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF0xbZAhbiA/TvlAJXW5jMI/AAAAAAAAA48/d-8v44tNZe8/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-bridge.christmascooking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OF0xbZAhbiA/TvlAJXW5jMI/AAAAAAAAA48/d-8v44tNZe8/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-bridge.christmascooking.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We got them done. and they were delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;family back in Minnesota eats them plain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But Ryan's dad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That first year I made them so long ago &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He just HAD to fill it with whip cream&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tradition born,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We now&amp;nbsp;fill ours with homemade whip cream-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Crazy&amp;nbsp;good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOSvghZIKNY/TvqESc78y6I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/JoNOi4d8dYs/s1600/k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOSvghZIKNY/TvqESc78y6I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/JoNOi4d8dYs/s200/k.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With all that good eating I was feeling fluffy...&lt;br /&gt;I just&amp;nbsp;had to get in a run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;besides--look what my sweetie got me for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-950ZDZmR6jc/TvqKa3t4e2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/C6qhWtHkBtc/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-bridge.pureflow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-950ZDZmR6jc/TvqKa3t4e2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/C6qhWtHkBtc/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-bridge.pureflow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My sis-in-law Jen and I planned an early morning run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The first few miles were tragic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sludge running-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Remind me never to eat junky again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But the company was grand-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We ran and walked and walked and ran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I took her on my route up into the foothills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The hills were harder than ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Curse you&amp;nbsp;whip cream and&amp;nbsp;Christmas goodies!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once we hit 7.5 we knew we might as well just make it 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HP2aj71_z4/Tvk4FAoDQRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mG8OHvKJroE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-christmasdetoxrun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HP2aj71_z4/Tvk4FAoDQRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mG8OHvKJroE/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-christmasdetoxrun.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And that's just what we did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brooks Pureflow&amp;nbsp;mini review:&lt;br /&gt;*loved them*&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Passage- The Pits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This week's crazy-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas is closing in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kids are full throttle excited-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It snowed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;New Mexico snow is delightful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A morning romp-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kids loved the snow-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But jackets?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O_K2BaYuk5I/TvQa1iMHPtI/AAAAAAAAA4A/AQCLKKQAn9Y/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.comkids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O_K2BaYuk5I/TvQa1iMHPtI/AAAAAAAAA4A/AQCLKKQAn9Y/s400/wordquota.blogspot.comkids.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been a bit scatterbrained in the running department&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday I was frantic to get something in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;35 minutes between appointments and a playdate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Treadmilled out a few miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Folding laundry tonight I reeled in horror-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What in the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A slight discoloration~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Girls don't do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The horror turned to a bit of a grin-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Guess I'm in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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center;"&gt;these photos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;have had the color tweaked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to bring out said pit juice-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;purely&amp;nbsp;for bragging rights only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I promise you-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you can hardly tell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now that I've told-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I most likely will never wear this shirt again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;except for the fact that I'm wearing it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;right now-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in bed-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so that when my alarm goes off in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have an excuse not to get up and run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-997298855260754696?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/997298855260754696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0WUTc30kQ/Tu1ie_Sgz8I/AAAAAAAAA14/kMn4IJYpydA/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-scenery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0WUTc30kQ/Tu1ie_Sgz8I/AAAAAAAAA14/kMn4IJYpydA/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-scenery.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got that run in-&lt;br /&gt;Not a pretty one-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumbling Albatross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 was on the ticket, &lt;br /&gt;But time and body complained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.56 was all she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sights were glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0WUTc30kQ/Tu1ie_Sgz8I/AAAAAAAAA14/kMn4IJYpydA/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-scenery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2264196734832587154</id><published>2011-12-16T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:53:32.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts and the cure-all</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkOx0zjGk14/TuweG3O_PsI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jFtlgikcf9A/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-walkhome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SkOx0zjGk14/TuweG3O_PsI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jFtlgikcf9A/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-walkhome.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Molly leading the way!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCd4WSwuO2M/TuwgqHxDndI/AAAAAAAAA1U/pQhrZt33RRk/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-walk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCd4WSwuO2M/TuwgqHxDndI/AAAAAAAAA1U/pQhrZt33RRk/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-walk.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Mexico sky...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a few days since I've gone on&amp;nbsp;a run.&lt;br /&gt;On my last run, Molly (4)&amp;nbsp;came with me again.&lt;br /&gt;She asked for her shoes---&lt;br /&gt;She simply loves her Brooks!&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's safe to say that is one Christmas present &lt;br /&gt;I don't have to wrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run was fun. &lt;br /&gt;Molly would run about a half lap, &lt;br /&gt;Then wait at the playground for me to lap back around.&lt;br /&gt;Then she'd run her heart out for another half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just might have a runner on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile just thinking about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the week took over.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's gone on business....&lt;br /&gt;No running.&lt;br /&gt;Writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;No posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(twiddling thumbs-----while racing around trying to be "Christmas-y")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have a really bad headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's self induced by all the elementary school party junk &lt;br /&gt;Read--&lt;br /&gt;Sugar--&lt;br /&gt;We've downed record amounts of it&amp;nbsp;to get into the Christmas the spirit&lt;br /&gt;Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POUNDING HEADACHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids told me nonchalantly&lt;br /&gt;"Just go for a run"&lt;br /&gt;I laugh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVxnvx2Yafw/Tuwcm_XhDjI/AAAAAAAAA00/cbAx6CMcy6s/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-pjshoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVxnvx2Yafw/Tuwcm_XhDjI/AAAAAAAAA00/cbAx6CMcy6s/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-pjshoes.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't get Moll out of her Brooks Ghosts!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like that they think a run will cure things.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(because you and I KNOW it will!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mom had called earlier too to&amp;nbsp;chat &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(And mentioned that she noticed &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hadn't had a post since the 12th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing like getting the "get out and run!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;From both your mom---and your kids&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to tell you I got out and ran.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't have it in me to run circles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh but tomorrow's a new day-&lt;br /&gt;Keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2264196734832587154?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2264196734832587154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=2264196734832587154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8946973186978336666</id><published>2011-12-12T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:18:35.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wogging is offensive-</title><content type='html'>Ok troops-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a job for you. &lt;br /&gt;It seems my seemingly witty word 'wog' is offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, people over in Australia use that term in a derogatory way-&lt;br /&gt;Silly Aussies, are you really that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, it is google-able, &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is derogatory&lt;br /&gt;And mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my blog title has always been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/"&gt;Running Wogging &amp;amp; the Glass Half Full&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that if &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; ever use the term, &lt;br /&gt;I say I'm wogging- which is totally different&lt;br /&gt;It is a euphemism for walk/jogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I even &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; the term anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to being semi-wicked-fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have to say that I &lt;br /&gt;Jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;Jog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I be honest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm offended by the term jog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have instant Jazzercise photo trauma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ed394pHwNuE/TubTFBvcVmI/AAAAAAAAA0s/W8RTYGgqXaY/s1600/thumbnailCA6GFG2R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ed394pHwNuE/TubTFBvcVmI/AAAAAAAAA0s/W8RTYGgqXaY/s400/thumbnailCA6GFG2R.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ackkkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Say it isn't so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm really going to have to work on that pace----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just how fast does one have to go before they can&amp;nbsp;honestly say they are running?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8946973186978336666?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ed394pHwNuE/TubTFBvcVmI/AAAAAAAAA0s/W8RTYGgqXaY/s72-c/thumbnailCA6GFG2R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5839054842793425184</id><published>2011-12-10T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:48:04.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Program &amp; the Running's Grand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been a blur-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas festivities are taking over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of parties and programs, I've started a new training program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago on&amp;nbsp;recommendation from my friend&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/12/glade-run-with-mrs-t.html"&gt; T&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;br /&gt;I bought the book: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Run-Faster-5K-Marathon-Coach/dp/0767928229"&gt;Run Faster from the 5k to the Marathon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Brad Hudson&lt;br /&gt;Alot of it made sense&lt;br /&gt;Most&amp;nbsp;of it went over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his concepts of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adapting&lt;/strong&gt; run to body each&amp;nbsp;day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pushing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;limits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Running&lt;/strong&gt; mileage specific&amp;nbsp;to races-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really resonated with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I photo copied, cut and pasted a chart together&lt;br /&gt;It looks&amp;nbsp;huge and menacing on my fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBZtIUlUN6Y/TuZCJ0BMTPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zPinCArpMrw/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-chartbig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBZtIUlUN6Y/TuZCJ0BMTPI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zPinCArpMrw/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-chartbig.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny how a silly chart can be all the motivation you need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I even found myself peddling it to my other running friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Almost all of whom have been running forever-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Really not in need of advice from a 'newbie'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But here I was, pushing it anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was so excited I just couldn't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just had&amp;nbsp;to spread the word-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Totally shoved it in NMrunnergirl's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(Clare's&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/comm/home/0,8091,,00.html"&gt; RW Loop name&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;hands during our kiddos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas program practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Look at my new chart I'm doing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Here's and extra copy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I&lt;em&gt; think&lt;/em&gt; she graciously stuffed it in her purse, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And mentioned her little guy needed a diaper change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In her defense he DID have that certain&amp;nbsp;funky smell- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Program practice finished well.&lt;br /&gt;Kids were ready for yet another Nativity Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary &amp;amp; Joseph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sheep &amp;amp; Shepherds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Baby that was God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come to earth for man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It never does get old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This story of God's provision-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His perfect gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle kids home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find&amp;nbsp;Hubby studying&lt;br /&gt;Must stay quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a run- &lt;br /&gt;Kids will join me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fancy new inspiring chart says 7 easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm I'm a bit stuck on the word "easy"&lt;br /&gt;Running for me has never felt "easy"&lt;br /&gt;And where could I run 7 miles with kids in tow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwanis Park it would have to&amp;nbsp;be.&lt;br /&gt;It had a 1/2 mile loop with a playground in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids were full of pent up energy&lt;br /&gt;Ran the whole way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round and round I went, &lt;br /&gt;Kids cheering me each loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 miles passed quickly enough&lt;br /&gt;But the kids' playmates were leaving one by one&lt;br /&gt;Soon my kiddos were the only ones left in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older kids&amp;nbsp;were getting restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only 4 more!"&lt;br /&gt;I yelled,&amp;nbsp;trying to give&amp;nbsp;them hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you done yet??!"&lt;br /&gt;they yelled back as I rounded the corner for the 12th time.&lt;br /&gt;"Just 1mile left, only 2 more laps!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly (4)&amp;nbsp;decided she'd help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll run with you mommy, I'm fast."&lt;br /&gt;And run she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran well for half a lap&lt;br /&gt;complained about her shoes--&lt;br /&gt;I thought of her &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/12/hill-run-shhhh-dont-tell-kids.html"&gt;Christmas present&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;Told her not to worry, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt; she'd get better running shoes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoo Hooo!"&lt;br /&gt;She screamed.&lt;br /&gt;So full of happiness, this little runner of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we got the miles in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-snYKPtI9IxE/TuRADX7dcUI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SEbceX2xZOE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-mols.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-snYKPtI9IxE/TuRADX7dcUI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SEbceX2xZOE/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-mols.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;molls helping me run just 1 more mile&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5839054842793425184?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5839054842793425184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=5839054842793425184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5839054842793425184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-2858637703082778401</id><published>2011-12-09T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:19:55.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glade run with Mrs. T</title><content type='html'>Friday-&lt;br /&gt;You can't hardly say it without grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-&lt;br /&gt;Had to say it again,&lt;br /&gt;Let it roll off my tongue till my eyes twinkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, there's nothing like a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Unless it's one of those chopped up Fridays that make your grin waver &lt;br /&gt;As you try to remember the 'to do' list schedule-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no worries-&lt;br /&gt;I had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this habit of wearing my running gear on crazy "free" days- &lt;br /&gt;To remind me I have work to do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days turn into an utter fail-&lt;br /&gt;Subjecting myself to spandex for hours on end, no run in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others are pure magic.&lt;br /&gt;A stolen run, taken while others would think there was merely time for a coffee break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry- &lt;br /&gt;I'm not hardcore enough to forgo coffee.... &lt;br /&gt;Just hardcore enough to go through the drive through while I plot a "quickie"- &lt;br /&gt;Quickie run that is-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't even have to plot. &lt;br /&gt;A text from my friend- T popped up. &lt;br /&gt;Did I mention she took 3rd for&amp;nbsp;OVERALL women's category- &lt;br /&gt;In her FIRST&amp;nbsp;EVER marathon last month-&lt;br /&gt;Can we&amp;nbsp;call it like it is-&lt;br /&gt;SUPERSTAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there she was texting me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I want to go for a run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 45-50 minutes to get one in. I text her back, &lt;br /&gt;Heading her way, in hopes she meant....&lt;br /&gt;Right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly across our tiny town- &lt;br /&gt;Up to her doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Looking anxious and hopeful&lt;br /&gt;Like a girl-scout selling cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned she brought along a handsome hunk?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bniup1ydqtw/TuJp2RWZ5PI/AAAAAAAAAz4/66NrzSxgYo0/s640/blogger-image--111241295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bniup1ydqtw/TuJp2RWZ5PI/AAAAAAAAAz4/66NrzSxgYo0/s640/blogger-image--111241295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is Sentry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't he magnificent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And what an enjoyable run it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We took a road I'd been dying to take-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Glade- so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With a name like that, how could it not be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We chatted-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was just plain fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought we were flying-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But at the same time, felt so comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We hit the halfway point-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Laugh at Sentry and his silly wonky running gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I check endomondo-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pace-13.36&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had t really allowed herself to run THAT SLOW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Graciously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will remember this.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-2858637703082778401?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/2858637703082778401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYP1F4cB5PA/Tt7cwi5LHcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/b-cZBiv6gqE/s1600/wrforhomepage3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYP1F4cB5PA/Tt7cwi5LHcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/b-cZBiv6gqE/s640/wrforhomepage3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moabhalfmarathon.org/index.cfm"&gt;http://www.moabhalfmarathon.org/index.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;If I'm lucky, and our group gets picked- Maob will be my first Half Marathon race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would love that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about it makes me want to run.&lt;br /&gt;So I did- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me just tell you about my run....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering it was cold- &lt;br /&gt;But also remembering my warm gear was in the wash-&lt;br /&gt;I decided to improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that was my first mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out some footless tights I'd accidentally bought the other&amp;nbsp;day-&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that surely they would make a great base layer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these footless tights-&lt;br /&gt;Were the Spanx kind.&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'm always up for a little compression, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrestling them on for what seemed like&amp;nbsp;a half marathon, &lt;br /&gt;It was evident that these footless tights were not only Spanxy&lt;br /&gt;But the kind that you're supposed to pull up to your arm-pits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just ripped them off then and there-&lt;br /&gt;But it had taken so stinking long to get them where they were, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jogged around the living room-&lt;br /&gt;yep, just what I suspected, &lt;br /&gt;they rolled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all that extra Spanx material viced its Boa constrictor strength on my middle&lt;br /&gt;I looked like an old lady- wearing a too tight belt&lt;br /&gt;fluff on top&lt;br /&gt;fluff on bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I couldn't breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing athletic about this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have blond roots, and am determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention&amp;nbsp;DH is on a business trip?&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 kiddos?&lt;br /&gt;Can't really run anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would run around my block.&lt;br /&gt;How bad can it be?&lt;br /&gt;Block is&amp;nbsp;one big hill- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First go around, I note that 1 time around equals a half mile-&lt;br /&gt;Not bad---&lt;br /&gt;Hill is tough, but what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round and round I went, til I couldn't breathe for sake of those stupid tights.&lt;br /&gt;Pause Endomondo&lt;br /&gt;Run in-&lt;br /&gt;Check on the kids-&lt;br /&gt;Look for some scissors-&lt;br /&gt;Settle for a knife-&lt;br /&gt;Cut those bad boy tights-&lt;br /&gt;Instant relief-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for a few more rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hill smiles.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-9193570829564387315?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;Kids would be bummed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it did look cold-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundle-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out-&lt;br /&gt;The sparkling ground distracts me-&lt;br /&gt;I try to capture it's light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wf5rDv-nRDc/Tt2RHd70waI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/iabM8cW89F8/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-sparkles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wf5rDv-nRDc/Tt2RHd70waI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/iabM8cW89F8/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-sparkles.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;can't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize the cold is closing in-&lt;br /&gt;My mind won't rest til I know just how cold this cold is-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtitAdNEp9s/Tt2RcD7hKhI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5qVnxyarOC4/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-weather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="99" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtitAdNEp9s/Tt2RcD7hKhI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5qVnxyarOC4/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-weather.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is New Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is going&amp;nbsp;a million directions- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about childhood Christmases in Minnesota-&lt;br /&gt;Snow as tall as tall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to the realization that I have Christmas shopping left- &lt;br /&gt;And mail to post-&lt;br /&gt;And a camel costume to make-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ackkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fiddle with my phone- &lt;br /&gt;Christmas music! &lt;br /&gt;That's the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all Pandora would give me were sad slow depressing Christmas-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when you're in the car you get obnoxious 'dance' Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;But when you run its &lt;br /&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Qk64O4vRiws/Tt1bjvL1BpI/AAAAAAAAAyw/mZawAH4mViQ/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even better-&lt;br /&gt;This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZcMlMc70tho/Tt1o66pqWUI/AAAAAAAAAzA/dOOhiJpjvhE/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just wouldn't quit!&lt;br /&gt;After the Vienna Boys Choir tried to serenade me, &lt;br /&gt;I had to call it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;a moment too soon-&lt;br /&gt;Got a text from DH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sldGNYVdfPc/Tt2Sgz_zE3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/FPMN3NavYBE/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-ok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="57" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sldGNYVdfPc/Tt2Sgz_zE3I/AAAAAAAAAzg/FPMN3NavYBE/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-ok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to txt back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"no I'm dying out here" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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title='Playlist'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wf5rDv-nRDc/Tt2RHd70waI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/iabM8cW89F8/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-sparkles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-6876708462649071652</id><published>2011-12-04T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:20:20.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Snow</title><content type='html'>Sundays are special-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sabbath of sorts-&lt;br /&gt;Rest from the busyness of life,&lt;br /&gt;To take time to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church and family recharge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tradition of rest spills into my running schedule too-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set apart for a Sunday walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relish this time.&lt;br /&gt;Non- running friends join me.&lt;br /&gt;I love how a walk is accessible.&lt;br /&gt;No pace worries here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Snow fell in whispers on our walk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's feathery crystals shimmering all around-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the old bridge looked magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5682485411490500530" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9WttLJAk4HU/Ttw-X-k7D7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/DJAI2jOM4kw/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;We walk. &lt;br /&gt;The air takes&amp;nbsp;my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Crisp, brisk-&lt;br /&gt;However you describe it,&lt;br /&gt;It's wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5682485429216704258" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-p432AVMlU4Y/Ttw-ZAnLdwI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mGM90feqWMA/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;War Memorial&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We pass the War Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;The air is still.&lt;br /&gt;The flags glow in the winter sky-&lt;br /&gt;We linger longer &lt;br /&gt;Proud of those who gave all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship-&lt;br /&gt;A glorious walk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a Sunday snow........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5682485450890196466" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B_egnQ4tijU/Ttw-aRWitfI/AAAAAAAAAyA/H3OmTzabv6Y/s288/3.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9WttLJAk4HU/Ttw-X-k7D7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/DJAI2jOM4kw/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-999203324034884366</id><published>2011-12-02T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T14:44:41.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill Run &amp; shhhh don't tell the kids!</title><content type='html'>Hill run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I feel about this little part of a runner's training.&lt;br /&gt;I do know that it has been missing from my schedule thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I added it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short run, packed with hills-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrid and fun at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the new year hits, &lt;br /&gt;Goals are forming in my mind-&lt;br /&gt;This surprises me- delights me- &lt;br /&gt;No longer content to simply run.&lt;br /&gt;This will be a training year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One filled with hard things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;"The kids would love this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the secret gift&amp;nbsp;I had for them&lt;br /&gt;Tucked in the back of the&amp;nbsp;car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as7Tg-KdOX4/TtkPMkYeYlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/FuzIBawfn-A/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-kidshoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as7Tg-KdOX4/TtkPMkYeYlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/FuzIBawfn-A/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-kidshoes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell them that this seemingly small gift &lt;br /&gt;May just open up a world to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Togetherness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift, that&amp;nbsp;will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-999203324034884366?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-as7Tg-KdOX4/TtkPMkYeYlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/FuzIBawfn-A/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-kidshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3335505585114050236</id><published>2011-11-28T15:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:35:06.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13.1 wild hare run</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't  help it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been thinking about it all last night-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sis-in-law gets to run yet &lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER half this weekend&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! &lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a bit excessive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the least- &lt;br /&gt;I'd run one too if I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait-&lt;br /&gt;I can-&lt;br /&gt;Virtual though it may be-&lt;br /&gt;13.1 is just a mile marker&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the white rabbit &lt;br /&gt;Jumped the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was I not to follow this&lt;br /&gt;'Wild hare'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prep was minimal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 water bottles&lt;br /&gt;3 packs of fruit snacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped kids off at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deposited said water bottles &lt;br /&gt;At mile 6 and 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home to start the trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Route chosen-&lt;br /&gt;It would be a run up foothills- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chosen mostly for it's solitude-&lt;br /&gt;NOT it's abundant crazy hills-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three miles could be Described by most as an &lt;br /&gt;Utter fail-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stoplight took forever &lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of mile1-&lt;br /&gt;Which turned into a gruesome &lt;br /&gt;Hill  climb in mile 2-&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3 laughable-&lt;br /&gt;Some truck flagged me down &lt;br /&gt;For directions-&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were stopping me&lt;br /&gt;Because I looked like &lt;br /&gt;I needed help-&lt;br /&gt;Probably did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mile 4 brought the most&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sight-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5680194319666742562'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ri6QDNdnD3M/TtQao4bthSI/AAAAAAAAAxY/JtGeOMubL2g/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='192' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that &lt;br /&gt;Snow on the mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iPhone doesn't begin &lt;br /&gt;To capture the scene &lt;br /&gt;That ran with me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was marvelous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route took me up &lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally rounded the corner Foothills to Lakewood &lt;br /&gt;Marking the halfway point of the run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said hello to our land &lt;br /&gt;That held a stashed water bottle-&lt;br /&gt;And thought about the&lt;br /&gt;'Someday' house we might build&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to retrace my steps&lt;br /&gt;Toward home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only took a wrong turn once-&lt;br /&gt;You can see it's finger jut on the map-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5680194331388377810'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hzVLjWxb02I/TtQapkGXetI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Viy68-ILILo/s288/2.jpg' border='0' width='195' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last water bottle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPjXlSk6D_4/TtFzgkIpz7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/-ifWh9E93s4/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-wilderness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPjXlSk6D_4/TtFzgkIpz7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/-ifWh9E93s4/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-wilderness.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p664tBePyv8/TtFzp6m3pTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/lyupmWAKGDg/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-wildernesszen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p664tBePyv8/TtFzp6m3pTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/lyupmWAKGDg/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-wildernesszen.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What better way to give them their due, than a run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The sky so blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not a single cloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But wind- oh there was that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Reminding me - winter and all the festivities that go with it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Chasing me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to catch this moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The moment between thankfulness and giving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The sigh before Christmas rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-4047872344338365306</id><published>2011-11-24T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:10:25.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A lotto draw for New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732148834311554"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IEthWB6_6NY/Ts7ozVncHYI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/lZ32bkewUBc/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Christmas &lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732163168079074"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-d-T7yO-Edu8/Ts7o0LA4DOI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-rmhSM13Xaw/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Four running shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732173983655362"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BDhKXjxuDt0/Ts7o0zTgpcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/JRQRU2b3Mvo/s288/3.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes &lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Six practice races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes &lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Seven sassy outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732194382902370"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bdTik5Sb3TU/Ts7o1_TEdGI/AAAAAAAAAwo/_LXJs7hUbZg/s288/4.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six practice races&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes&lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eighth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eight epic PR's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven sassy outfits&lt;br /&gt;Six practice races&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes &lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nine nifty socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732211332957554"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8iTcHY5nBUc/Ts7o2-cRxXI/AAAAAAAAAww/TFKawFQ0jiY/s288/5.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight epic PR's&lt;br /&gt;Seven sassy outfits&lt;br /&gt;Six practice races&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes&lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ten coaching sessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine nifty socks&lt;br /&gt;Eight epic PR's&lt;br /&gt;Seven sassy outfits&lt;br /&gt;Six practice races&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes&lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eleven sports massages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten coaching sessions&lt;br /&gt;Nine nifty socks&lt;br /&gt;Eight epic PR's&lt;br /&gt;Seven sassy outfits&lt;br /&gt;Six practice races&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTE MILES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Four running shoes&lt;br /&gt;Three high tech gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Two round trip air fares&lt;br /&gt;And a lotto draw for New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the  twelfth day of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Running Santa gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Twelve more months of running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5678732219805872434"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZURm44wldwI/Ts7o3eAYMTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/H6WQRxVovNA/s288/6.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven sports massages&lt;br /&gt;Ten 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3399703096541877719</id><published>2011-11-19T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:05:04.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>better, faster, farther</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5676774099927853442" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-bpMeyJgBeqE/Tsfz95BWaYI/AAAAAAAAAv0/A-3_drcPr9k/s400/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I ran my first 5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-&lt;br /&gt;I have a different opinion on these types of things. &lt;br /&gt;It was not my first time to run 3-whatever miles. &lt;br /&gt;So I really hate saying it was my &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;first ever &lt;em&gt;race&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hate calling it that too, &lt;br /&gt;I'm slow, and not competetive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it was my first&amp;nbsp;ever&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Numbers,&amp;nbsp; T-shirt, Hoopla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really love to rant&amp;nbsp;about how&amp;nbsp;I despise the mentality,&lt;br /&gt;That it takes &lt;em&gt;a race&lt;/em&gt; to affirm one's running prowess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll spare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because for the first time I ran consistently faster than I ever have before.&lt;br /&gt;And no- I did't shatter any records-&lt;br /&gt;I may have even come in dead last- for all I know&lt;br /&gt;But I do know this-I got past a pace that has been haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was the race like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters I was running late- no surprise there.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was a banana&lt;br /&gt;(hate them, but heard they were a good choice) &lt;br /&gt;Down it went&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;Melaluca Access bar&lt;br /&gt;(the chocolate caramel ones are so yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidgeted with the bib pinning thing- &lt;br /&gt;Then took it off to figure out later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulled out a new pair of Feetures socks--&lt;br /&gt;Bought the wrong style&lt;br /&gt;They were 'Light'&lt;br /&gt;I like 'Lightly Cushioned'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out old pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised myself and pulled out my Brooks Cascadias&lt;br /&gt;(What better choice for a race sponsored in part by Brooks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes tied in the most 'hard-core' double knot I could muster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive and park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real test begins&lt;br /&gt;Where&amp;nbsp;do I&amp;nbsp;go?&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard my name, &lt;br /&gt;Some friendly voice was rescuing me!&lt;br /&gt;It was B's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chatted me up and calmed me&amp;nbsp;down-&lt;br /&gt;Kept me from pinning my bib numbers on upside-down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw both sis-in-laws, each had family in tow&lt;br /&gt;Saw friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody and their mother IS here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porta potty break&lt;br /&gt;One older gentleman was slightly appalled that I was standing in line in front of a BLUE instead of PINK potty....&lt;br /&gt;There was only one pink potty, &lt;br /&gt;And that line was......hmmm&lt;br /&gt;I let him cut in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minute warning is announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to situate myself in the running pool, somewhere in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;Endomondo at the ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gun start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running feet all around me&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think was, &lt;br /&gt;Is THIS what it feels like- to run a race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to remember all the things I told myself I would tell myself -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there just wasn't time, &lt;br /&gt;Everyone was running so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran, tried to not worry about the feet passing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First turn&lt;br /&gt;Second turn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Mile- wow,&amp;nbsp;2 minutes faster than I usually do a first mile!&lt;br /&gt;Thought it would slow me down, &lt;br /&gt;But I knew there was a crazy huge hill coming up, &lt;br /&gt;So I just kept running.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wogged in there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2- crazy hill.&lt;br /&gt;I'd driven it the night before, &lt;br /&gt;Told myself "it's not THAT bad"&lt;br /&gt;Visualized myself running gloriously up it-&lt;br /&gt;But now that it was staring me in the face,&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Heard the gals in front of me say "ah heck, let's just walk it"&lt;br /&gt;I passed them&lt;br /&gt;Then I couldn't will myself to go any further.&lt;br /&gt;They passed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3-&lt;br /&gt;The excitement kicked in &lt;br /&gt;A beautiful downhill behind me, &lt;br /&gt;a bit of a flat before.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO THIS!&lt;br /&gt;I round the corner &lt;br /&gt;And notice the runners ahead&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;Another hill???&lt;br /&gt;I had thought we were only a block away from the downhill finish&lt;br /&gt;Here we were doing yet another hill before the final decent.&lt;br /&gt;I will say I struggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final approach had me pummelling down the hill to try to save some time-&lt;br /&gt;One misstep and I'd be flat on my face&lt;br /&gt;THEN Endomondo told me I'd met and beat my time goal.&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final turn to the finish-&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty much on my own down this stretch&lt;br /&gt;Had this weird feeling that maybe I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; really slow&lt;br /&gt;Got self conscious&lt;br /&gt;Heard friends cheering&lt;br /&gt;Tried to do "something &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;" when camera guy took a shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to stop endomondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what official time is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;I ran those first 3 miles-&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes faster than I did at the beginning of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with friends&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;Driving home, I was mortified to think I'd not taken one photo to commemorate this race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like racing affirms your running prowess, &lt;br /&gt;A picture confirms that it actually happened!&lt;br /&gt;(and I'm here to tell you I know the "something exciting" running pose I did will surely be a bust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrangled a pose and took a shot when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Efg3F-OQMNg/TsgeuqGjfGI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ouImCYXLCiU/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-turkeytrot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Efg3F-OQMNg/TsgeuqGjfGI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ouImCYXLCiU/s320/wordquota.blogspot.com-turkeytrot.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this race.&lt;br /&gt;I've always turned up my nose at smaller distance races-&lt;br /&gt;That won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know-&lt;br /&gt;Races make you want to-&lt;br /&gt;Better&lt;br /&gt;Faster &lt;br /&gt;Farther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to look up my next race&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not I get to go, &lt;br /&gt;I want to be ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-3399703096541877719?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/3399703096541877719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=3399703096541877719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3434397571232836756</id><published>2011-11-17T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:46:22.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fxEMApORIo/TsXfSYztLrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JX33jBUD-zc/s1600/iphone+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fxEMApORIo/TsXfSYztLrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JX33jBUD-zc/s200/iphone+017.JPG" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpHRBJtE6T4/TsXfe4SykOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/tuH3a2WGhVc/s1600/iphone+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpHRBJtE6T4/TsXfe4SykOI/AAAAAAAAAvc/tuH3a2WGhVc/s200/iphone+019.JPG" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anticipation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel it bubble up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half giddy &lt;br /&gt;Half scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's GAME ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_nD8ZGnkcc/TsXf6Oi7uDI/AAAAAAAAAvk/LSqA1DtfWdk/s1600/iphone+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_nD8ZGnkcc/TsXf6Oi7uDI/AAAAAAAAAvk/LSqA1DtfWdk/s200/iphone+014.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fxEMApORIo/TsXfSYztLrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/JX33jBUD-zc/s72-c/iphone+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3670143250585843358</id><published>2011-11-15T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:36:19.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Side of the Fence</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8h7gKIyfK_o/TsM5nXfW5OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1NhRJBO7aN0/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-fence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8h7gKIyfK_o/TsM5nXfW5OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1NhRJBO7aN0/s400/wordquota.blogspot.com-fence.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Fence &lt;br /&gt;Outside looking in-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wandering aimlessly this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even thought about forgoing running all together and post a few&lt;em&gt; fall&lt;/em&gt; "spring cleaning" blurbs for good measure. (my cupboards are looking especially happy these days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning house is a sign of discontentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby loves it when I clean and organize, but for me it reinforces my shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's good to get it all out in the open, right the ship, and move on... rather than have some unsuspecting visitor happen upon my stash of&amp;nbsp; heaped up pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My discontentment lay in a secret wish.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I didn't vocalize it.&lt;br /&gt;A silly little wish of a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's in the home stretch getting his M.S.M.E through Purdue.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Every ounce of energy is focused on him finishing strong. &lt;br /&gt;His "marathon" of sorts- &lt;br /&gt;Only 4 weeks left, &lt;br /&gt;I am so proud-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I digress-&lt;br /&gt;About a month or so ago, &lt;br /&gt;Our little town started organizing it's first Turkey Trot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phenomena is SO newsworthy I know-&lt;br /&gt;Especially when compared to the insane blankets &lt;br /&gt;Of numbers, letters, lines&amp;nbsp;of code&lt;br /&gt;Worked tirelessly each night,&lt;br /&gt;Homework upon homework completed&amp;nbsp;at the dining room table by DH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there it is.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to run it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in our own town for pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;It's only a 5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody and their mother is running it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the registration deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight came and went-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the outside looking in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THAT was last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day makes.&lt;br /&gt;Txt and phone calls&amp;nbsp;this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite shoe store Brown's had 10 sponsored entries-&lt;br /&gt;Did I want one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I want one-&lt;br /&gt;Boy did I ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I had to run.&lt;br /&gt;3 little miles came and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't crazy fast-&lt;br /&gt;But I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-&lt;br /&gt;I was thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rb48GVIxKg8/TsM5p96H5oI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2_zURf9q0VU/s1600/wordquota.blogspot.com-turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rb48GVIxKg8/TsM5p96H5oI/AAAAAAAAAvM/2_zURf9q0VU/s200/wordquota.blogspot.com-turkey.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-3670143250585843358?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/3670143250585843358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=3670143250585843358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/3670143250585843358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/3670143250585843358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/other-side-of-fence.html' title='Other Side of the Fence'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8h7gKIyfK_o/TsM5nXfW5OI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1NhRJBO7aN0/s72-c/wordquota.blogspot.com-fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-7918683534598090160</id><published>2011-11-12T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:37:30.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxPE0Qeo2lQ/Tr9yufkNuyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zZpt4D9ghK4/s1600/sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxPE0Qeo2lQ/Tr9yufkNuyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zZpt4D9ghK4/s400/sky.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday's sky-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How can one describe it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Magnificent seems trite-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Glorious- overused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No words&amp;nbsp;even come&amp;nbsp;close to dignify the vast beauty of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yet, can you believe-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I almost missed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My running chart told me 8 was on the menu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The morning started well enough-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But as I stepped out on this run, my mind got in the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First, it was a new compression shirt- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Embellished stripes on the back suddenly had seams-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Windbreaker swished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Running form- wonky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No slight&amp;nbsp;annoyance went undetected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought about my friends and their scheduled runs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some have 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One,&amp;nbsp;is running Rim Rock 26.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Crazy Marathon through Colorado National Monument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The night before, T texted me while driving the course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kwineYT5X4/TsCb1Fm9hXI/AAAAAAAAAus/lATDYcEYYJs/s1600/txt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kwineYT5X4/TsCb1Fm9hXI/AAAAAAAAAus/lATDYcEYYJs/s320/txt2.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;THEN she texted me THIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0golx1hYwY/TsCd-UNg3oI/AAAAAAAAAu8/WcRgop1HG9w/s1600/rimrock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0golx1hYwY/TsCd-UNg3oI/AAAAAAAAAu8/WcRgop1HG9w/s320/rimrock.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't that crazy awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her&amp;nbsp;run that got my mind off myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I noticed the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And knew I had to have a special run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose a hill climb-&lt;br /&gt;College/Hood Mesa/Lakewood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I willed myself to&amp;nbsp;try to run the hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First hill-&lt;br /&gt;Fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second- &lt;br /&gt;Half walk half run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third- &lt;br /&gt;Made it! no walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the miles slipped by- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky went with me-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rqYob4FQII/Tr9zBOf4lwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/QiYtubcwA1I/s1600/sky2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_rqYob4FQII/Tr9zBOf4lwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/QiYtubcwA1I/s320/sky2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. T finished&amp;nbsp;her first marathon, taking&amp;nbsp;3rd in women's with an incredible 3:40!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7918683534598090160?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7918683534598090160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7918683534598090160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7918683534598090160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7918683534598090160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturdays-sky.html' title='Saturday&apos;s Sky'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxPE0Qeo2lQ/Tr9yufkNuyI/AAAAAAAAAuM/zZpt4D9ghK4/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-9174865573922739816</id><published>2011-11-11T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:14:34.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanished-</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JB0yl21gVLQ/Tr3O4DRLP_I/AAAAAAAAAts/4MBr-S0DfXg/s320/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" style="height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;runner ahead of me on the track running&amp;nbsp;through the fog&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My first 'running winter' is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago I was petrified the cold would hamper my&amp;nbsp;running efforts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after having run in snow flurries last Saturday,&amp;nbsp;the worry is no longer the cold-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But visibility-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;mid-week training runs&amp;nbsp;must take place before the sun gets up, &lt;br /&gt;Or after it goes down-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we had fog-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely wondrous phenomena, &lt;br /&gt;Not so wonderous on the visibility chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above was tricky to get-&lt;br /&gt;A fellow runner ahead of me on the track- &lt;br /&gt;Visible for about 5 seconds- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then vanished into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get creative-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have it any other way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SHJ_l4ZKwD8/Tr3Pl7786KI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TGTNoAgPYv4/s1600/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SHJ_l4ZKwD8/Tr3Pl7786KI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TGTNoAgPYv4/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" style="height: 300px; margin-top: 0px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fog on the field&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Zixwemq9dgM/Tr3P24zFL_I/AAAAAAAAAuE/dZ5trRUtP28/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" style="height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Frost!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-9174865573922739816?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/9174865573922739816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=9174865573922739816' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/9174865573922739816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/9174865573922739816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/runner-ahead-of-me-on-track-running-fog.html' title='vanished-'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JB0yl21gVLQ/Tr3O4DRLP_I/AAAAAAAAAts/4MBr-S0DfXg/s72-c/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1191371505214699996</id><published>2011-11-09T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:12:56.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-live it &amp; Make it New</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBq1aMpGkcE/Trqw_D18DzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/M7SYmtm_ar0/s1600/blur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBq1aMpGkcE/Trqw_D18DzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/M7SYmtm_ar0/s320/blur.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This post is a procrastinated post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This run was completed 3 days ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Typically I can't wait to share thoughts and pictures on&amp;nbsp;a run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blog it into oblivion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But this run was&amp;nbsp;different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not that it was a hard run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Discouraging, no- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;New route-no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever have a run that&amp;nbsp;didn't go as planned, and&amp;nbsp;it haunts you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe even a race- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just something that you keep replaying in your mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;craving a&amp;nbsp;'do-over'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got one&amp;nbsp;too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just a training run that rocked- then ran awry-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;missed photograph of a building that intrigued me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not really worth all the emotional drama-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A silly little training run, but&amp;nbsp;I can't shake it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday morning I finally got the chance to re-capture it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny how I had built it up in my mind- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This perfect run-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This perfect picture-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was neither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a simple run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ordinary snapshot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxwIkfYlOmo/Trqw18wmYkI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gKUQjop1s_0/s1600/architecture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RxwIkfYlOmo/Trqw18wmYkI/AAAAAAAAAtU/gKUQjop1s_0/s320/architecture.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The &lt;em&gt;photo&lt;/em&gt;"- yawn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;How many times do I do that to myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Live in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reliving yesterday's victory as if it's today's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or defeat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I finished the run more thoughtful-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I pushed harder- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sweated a little more-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ran a bit longer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Savored it-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Only then did I realize, I hadn't relived an old run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'd made it new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The one meant for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TwUEL2C8k/Trqw4pyOZNI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Qn8QsmYbzRs/s1600/sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4TwUEL2C8k/Trqw4pyOZNI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Qn8QsmYbzRs/s320/sunrise.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live in the Moment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1191371505214699996?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1191371505214699996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=1191371505214699996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1191371505214699996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1191371505214699996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/re-live-it-make-it-new.html' title='Re-live it &amp; Make it New'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TBq1aMpGkcE/Trqw_D18DzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/M7SYmtm_ar0/s72-c/blur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-7045465154051986885</id><published>2011-11-08T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:32:56.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ7zJ8A0sGk/TrmMeCkPbyI/AAAAAAAAAtM/CBkVNHNflHk/s1600/fall+berg+park.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ7zJ8A0sGk/TrmMeCkPbyI/AAAAAAAAAtM/CBkVNHNflHk/s320/fall+berg+park.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It is notenough to merely &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;know &lt;/i&gt;the air is coldthis time of year,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;One mustfeel its whispers as it rushes by.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Nor enoughto simply trust earth’s crust be sleeping,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Lest youmiss the frost beneath your feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;How can asoul be living if he linger by the window, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Watching forspring’s waking sigh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Now is themoment, take it, bear it up, embrace the fear-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Venture on apath, and live complete.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;There is noshame in slowing pace to take it in,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Nor pride inspeeding up to find relief.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So go, myfriend, and conquer wind and snow-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;With openarms, and running feet, and heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7045465154051986885?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7045465154051986885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7045465154051986885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7045465154051986885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7045465154051986885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/ode.html' title='Ode'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJ7zJ8A0sGk/TrmMeCkPbyI/AAAAAAAAAtM/CBkVNHNflHk/s72-c/fall+berg+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8987498395695731050</id><published>2011-11-05T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:16:56.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffe Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmFn4_EoZ0Y/TrWfungeAMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/43ZKEYeaXoo/s1600/pancakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmFn4_EoZ0Y/TrWfungeAMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/43ZKEYeaXoo/s320/pancakes.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays are for celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;son,&amp;nbsp;Riley&amp;nbsp;enjoys a good pancake.&lt;br /&gt;He has single handedly&amp;nbsp;created a tradition of &lt;br /&gt;"Pancake Saturdays" by his sheer will and sweet coaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Molly helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually&amp;nbsp;we make &lt;a href="http://www.greatharvestfarmingtonnm.com/aboutourbread.html"&gt;Great Harvest&lt;/a&gt; pancakes, &lt;br /&gt;But I ran out of mix-&lt;br /&gt;Good old fashioned home-made were just that-&lt;br /&gt;GOOD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast cleared and cleaned, &lt;br /&gt;One thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY saturday tradition- a good old fashioned&amp;nbsp;run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day had other plans. &lt;br /&gt;Kids rooms needed tidying, floors needed sweeping,&amp;nbsp;you get the idea- &lt;br /&gt;The day was getting away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if my girlfriends had gotten their run in already-&lt;br /&gt;A quick check to Endomondo told me, not yet-&lt;br /&gt;they had 8 scheduled for today.&lt;br /&gt;I had 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if&amp;nbsp;they read my mind, my phone chimed in a text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VahJ5As_V7w/TrWsgsKBD2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/bq49CxZSYYc/s1600/txt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VahJ5As_V7w/TrWsgsKBD2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/bq49CxZSYYc/s320/txt.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boy did I ever want to run with them again-&lt;br /&gt;The last time I'd run with these gals was all the way back in August (read about it &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/08/saturday-6-and-shared-run.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow- had it really been that long ago?&lt;br /&gt;They had continued their Saturday group runs,&lt;br /&gt;Training for Duke City-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I had run&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/run-131-all-your-dreams-come-true.html"&gt; on my own.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait to try a group run again-&lt;br /&gt;And what better incentive than running to Durango Joe's-&lt;br /&gt;(I'm a coffee fanatic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head out, to get a few warmup&amp;nbsp;miles in-&lt;br /&gt;But there was nothing warm about them-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped a few photos before the snow sarted flying-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp5BuE4zjsM/TrWgDtMtFbI/AAAAAAAAAmY/JPxmf5J68ts/s1600/golf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp5BuE4zjsM/TrWgDtMtFbI/AAAAAAAAAmY/JPxmf5J68ts/s320/golf.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PACMHXo4foM/TrWgKnPU6jI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ve8VrQyS9PQ/s1600/golf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PACMHXo4foM/TrWgKnPU6jI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ve8VrQyS9PQ/s320/golf2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Soon I see the girls coming up the road, and we are off !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Chat, chat, chat-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd forgotten how a group run brings with it the fun of conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd forgotten how winded I get when I talk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Snow upon snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to run faster, but need to walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next few miles were filled with this silly walk jog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We wipe our drippy noses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We finally make it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now THIS is a tradition I could get used to-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Coffee run-anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFsdxH-JaD4/TrWf4SsVniI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rNVt2D21md0/s1600/dr+joes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fFsdxH-JaD4/TrWf4SsVniI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rNVt2D21md0/s320/dr+joes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8987498395695731050?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/8987498395695731050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=8987498395695731050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/8987498395695731050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/8987498395695731050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/11/coffe-run.html' title='Coffe Run'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmFn4_EoZ0Y/TrWfungeAMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/43ZKEYeaXoo/s72-c/pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5838879822627741747</id><published>2011-11-03T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:51:12.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession~</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gItaDEyzFq4/TrLJjFvx0oI/AAAAAAAAAik/h0wq6nLo6IM/s1600/crabby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gItaDEyzFq4/TrLJjFvx0oI/AAAAAAAAAik/h0wq6nLo6IM/s320/crabby.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;crabby when i don't run&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is my crabby face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really, my crabby face is much to scary to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to start this post, &lt;br /&gt;"Forgive me Father of all runners, for I have sinned...&lt;br /&gt;It has been 1 week since my last run....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;AM a&amp;nbsp; procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A procrastinator in denial. &lt;br /&gt;You see, I always THINK I will have time to accomplish whatever task it is I'm putting off.&lt;br /&gt;I even go through self visualization techniques of me completing said task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass is always half full.&lt;br /&gt;Can't even begin to explain how I do this to myself over and over again, why don't I just do the task at hand, rather than leave it for later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this week for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night-&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about the week ahead, and planning my runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get giddy at the thought of Monday being Halloween, even plan to 'steal' my daughter's cat woman mask to wear for a fun early morning run. Then I try on my daughter's tutu, thinking THAT would be hysterical to run in ---- No one would see me- it would be early -right? Realize the tutu only fits my right thigh, and the cat woman mask looks downright evil over my glasses. Head to bed pondering suitable alternatives to entertain my early morning run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Morning&lt;br /&gt;Single handily assault my alarm, by&amp;nbsp;constantly hitting snooze button-&lt;br /&gt;I sleep in, telling myself I can get a quick run in after I teach my early morning classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes taught, I get a call from the landscaper- we meet at the land to discuss scope of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to pick up Molly from kinder, take her to violin lessons- have lunch and get ready again to teach, take Kate to violin lessons- and take the kids to trick or treat-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should pull a night run, but the whole Halloween holiday thing&amp;nbsp;weirds me out- no run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Morning&lt;br /&gt;Ditto to Monday's alarm assault-&lt;br /&gt;I sleep in, telling myself I can get in a run later. &lt;br /&gt;Fully awake, I realize Ryan is set to leave on another business trip, and the girls have a hair appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in denial, I tell myself I will run the treadmill after the girls' hair appointment to make up for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to teach 3 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call from Molly's teacher-&lt;br /&gt;Molly's been poked with a pencil- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4oml0QOJNg/TrLNYV5aGMI/AAAAAAAAAis/WgcJHyQsXnU/s1600/molly+pencil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4oml0QOJNg/TrLNYV5aGMI/AAAAAAAAAis/WgcJHyQsXnU/s320/molly+pencil.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hair appointment out- Doctor visit in.&lt;br /&gt;Molly is fine, her visit turns into a well-check and shots ensue.&lt;br /&gt;Molly is&amp;nbsp;NOT amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make me look like the 'good guy' I take her to Wal-mart for a Happy Meal and a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home to teach afternoon classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night, I was pretty much berating myself for my lack of discipline... &lt;br /&gt;Something's got to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Morning-&lt;br /&gt;Snooze 1 time- alarm is thankful, and notes that hideously sad country songs get my attention best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freezing cold- &lt;br /&gt;Now, I know this is NM folks, but it was COLD this morning&amp;nbsp;at 5:15am&lt;br /&gt;My legs felt like they did when I was 8, after a day of sledding in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;Tingly all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the run was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pace wickedly slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get bogged down in the realization that it doesn't matter how many miles I ran last week, or last month.&amp;nbsp; This run is the only one that matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I have so much to learn.&lt;br /&gt;Find the joy in the run- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize it's a bit too cold for running joy- &lt;br /&gt;Must run faster to GET HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, I am much happier now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5670235516113468402" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-258DbyfwsnU/TrC5KOK_O_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/bgtD3PJ0CBs/s320/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="240" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-8939225456076799714</id><published>2011-10-29T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:13:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Asics-I'm not racist- I just hate white</title><content type='html'>Glorious run today-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice five mile jaunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fast and slow&lt;br /&gt;More form adjustments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this run-&lt;br /&gt;I had a light attitude, and talked to myself the whole way-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know-if you'd just move those&amp;nbsp;stubby legs God gave you- &lt;br /&gt;You'd go faster..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed-&lt;br /&gt;partially because I always try to stay&amp;nbsp;sheltered from such 'horrid' thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And partially because I was proud&amp;nbsp;of being able to joke with myself-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning not to loathe what I consider flaws-&lt;br /&gt;but be thankful&amp;nbsp;for this quirky&amp;nbsp;body-&lt;br /&gt;This 'tool' I was given- &lt;br /&gt;It may not be a 'power tool' like yours-&lt;br /&gt;But, hey- it gets the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Asics, I'm not racist, I just hate&amp;nbsp;white."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ranted about this before- (&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/09/glass-slipper.html"&gt;Glass Slipper&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;But why, oh why are running shoes white?&lt;br /&gt;I love my Asics Gel Nimbus, &lt;br /&gt;Really feel I need to keep a cush stability shoe in the lineup for longer runs-&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so over the boring color choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the next few miles I dictated a letter to the 'powers that be'-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;WILL&amp;nbsp;choose a suitable flashy replacement for my Gel Nimbus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pleading-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg you- with all that is holy&lt;br /&gt;STOP&amp;nbsp;using white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Threatening-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll blog you into&amp;nbsp;OBLIVION &lt;br /&gt;Yeah- you heard me-&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid- &lt;br /&gt;29 whole people read my post&amp;nbsp;yesterday-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone with more clout would take up my cause-&lt;br /&gt;"Get-er-done-"&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;SEND me that first fabulously flashy trial pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I pass this torch on to the 29 people who read my post yesterday- &lt;br /&gt;Please boycott white shoes everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over-&lt;br /&gt;I get back to my run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a beautiful run it was-&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love it when you run your 'regular'-&lt;br /&gt;With fresh eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;How had I not seen this before?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I run in awe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5669090301123165650" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OpuoTcX8KIA/Tqynl74O_dI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_B39tTmBPqc/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why I love the desert!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5669090330793683442" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5E-TTKaN72M/TqynnqaPKfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/eisoP-VYihc/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubby legs&lt;br /&gt;Flaming white shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run on and on and on............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-8939225456076799714?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OpuoTcX8KIA/Tqynl74O_dI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_B39tTmBPqc/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5195190005001666651</id><published>2011-10-28T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:31:05.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonder</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I&amp;nbsp;saw the most beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey hair running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so beautiful, so happy as&amp;nbsp;she ran-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared up, thinking WOW-&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;nbsp;is possible to have this love of running last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that morning.&amp;nbsp;I ran on the treadmill at the Spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I did that, I had a terrible time with boredom. &lt;br /&gt;This time, I was prepared,&lt;br /&gt;Headphones and a plan- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal was small- a mere 3 miles- &lt;br /&gt;BUT -I had a time crunch- &lt;br /&gt;I had to finish in time to pick up Molly from kinder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little 'have-to" punctuality to spice things up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'plan' was to try a suggestion my friend Cassie had given me-&lt;br /&gt;Run 3min walk 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-&lt;br /&gt;Given my predisposed aversion to tooo much order, &lt;br /&gt;I decided to simply-&lt;br /&gt;Run some- Walk some-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, did I run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the beauty of a treadmill- &lt;br /&gt;YOU tell your legs what to do, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;And for the next half hour or so- that's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked pace&lt;br /&gt;Worked form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never sweat so much in my life- &lt;br /&gt;Felt great-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they just had the heater on-&lt;br /&gt;But I'll take it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I remembered a suggestion from a fellow runner-&lt;br /&gt;Use a rolling pin to massage your calves after a run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;(thank you runningchick6560!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will now&amp;nbsp;be added regularly&amp;nbsp;to my routine-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have to buy a bigger one- this one looks downright pitiful, but worked GREAT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5668634206381577090" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rnveJLCcWuc/TqsIxukAk4I/AAAAAAAAAac/3lQWS1moUnI/s288/3.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my rolling pin 'massage'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was just finishing up, when I saw another beautiful sight-&lt;br /&gt;My Molly-&lt;br /&gt;Flat out running-&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful so&amp;nbsp;happy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5668634221310817074" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5668634221310817074" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DDFBvKrc07U/TqsIymLaszI/AAAAAAAAAak/SLxcah7r0Bw/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IN THE HOUSE!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(shhh dad was still away on his business trip)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5668634234582533042" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-qx42nVSgruY/TqsIzXnpA7I/AAAAAAAAAas/0Z5sW7zIxLM/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a blur running past me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/WORDQUOTA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNGRt-b2nqv44gE#5668634250884822114" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xehSZjYxtas/TqsI0UWaNGI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2uAczZDgf8g/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nobody taught her how to run.&lt;br /&gt;She just runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She runs like mad-&lt;br /&gt;Stops when she's tired-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then runs some more-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lose the wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-5195190005001666651?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/5195190005001666651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=5195190005001666651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5195190005001666651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/5195190005001666651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/yesterday-i-most-beautiful-sight.html' title='the wonder'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rnveJLCcWuc/TqsIxukAk4I/AAAAAAAAAac/3lQWS1moUnI/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3220734681121577167</id><published>2011-10-25T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:46:56.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Dish</title><content type='html'>Ok- yesterday I was&amp;nbsp;terribly crabby. &lt;br /&gt;This is NOT a drill people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of cures for crabbiness. &lt;br /&gt;ice-cream comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I went for a 'run' instead.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really a RUN, &amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;'kite surfing'&lt;/em&gt; is what I picked Endomondo to post-&lt;br /&gt;I was going to try on some interval training for size, and kite surfing seemed to fit the bill-&lt;br /&gt;Plus it made me smile, and THAT my friend, is an accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-4R7yK0aTA/Tqcdjxu-zdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Y6S6DUmRaTs/s1600/kitesurfing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-4R7yK0aTA/Tqcdjxu-zdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Y6S6DUmRaTs/s400/kitesurfing.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of having pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sick of being slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of reading about running- &lt;br /&gt;I just want to get out there and do it-&lt;br /&gt;And do it NOW- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt; read some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reading of late is centered around running form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching all sorts of YouTube videos on proper form. Seems, the one thing&amp;nbsp;(among many) I forget, is that&lt;em&gt; little lean&lt;/em&gt; forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried it last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ever-so-slight lean.&lt;br /&gt;It helped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervals went well too. &lt;br /&gt;Running faster felt so much better, smoother than my normal woggy jog tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find I loose my breath faster than my legs tire of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why it's called interval training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is back in my left calf. &lt;br /&gt;I really do need to adress it- just trying to figure out where and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think it's major, it doesn't tell me to stop... just has been lingering for over 3 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of myself tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I worked first--- &lt;br /&gt;Telling myself I'd double back for this great architectual photo op I'd seen at the beginning of my run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I was working a speed drill, checking my time on my phone&lt;br /&gt;(I had&amp;nbsp;just picked up my replacement iPhone a few hours before my run-yay!)&lt;br /&gt;I dropped that silly thing-&lt;br /&gt;It blacked out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really&amp;nbsp;need a Garmin- &lt;br /&gt;Any favorites on this front?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trudged home---&amp;nbsp; hoping Ryan wasn't texting or calling- knew it had to be at least 10:30pm by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't-&lt;br /&gt;He was lost in a sea of numbers and letters-&lt;br /&gt;Fluid Mechanics&lt;br /&gt;Design Optimization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plugged my phone into it's jack-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little apple lights up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab a bowl of ice-cream anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been that kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps,&lt;br /&gt;Today is sooo much better, might even 'kayak' my endomondo self out tonight to snap that pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-3220734681121577167?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/3220734681121577167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=3220734681121577167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/3220734681121577167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/3220734681121577167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/lets-dish.html' title='Let&apos;s Dish'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-4R7yK0aTA/Tqcdjxu-zdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Y6S6DUmRaTs/s72-c/kitesurfing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-5292358031569935674</id><published>2011-10-22T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:46:19.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LmWUj158bM/TqOZl0l9qOI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1J9GBLhCzFo/s1600/tree4kpicnic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LmWUj158bM/TqOZl0l9qOI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1J9GBLhCzFo/s200/tree4kpicnic.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jcXHd2isPM/TqOZZ-DjBFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EDwMp-jLa2g/s1600/tree3picnic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jcXHd2isPM/TqOZZ-DjBFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EDwMp-jLa2g/s200/tree3picnic.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night was truly magical. &lt;br /&gt;Another late night run, the&amp;nbsp;lights&amp;nbsp;danced in and out of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it life can be this beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ35mXsek88/TqOZpHCIXbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/2gHCv5asnFU/s1600/tree5picasa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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too-&lt;br /&gt;Only I already ran &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/run-131-all-your-dreams-come-true.html"&gt;My Half&lt;/a&gt;- 3 weeks ago-&lt;br /&gt;And have been plagued with a small injury,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me in no way worthy of a glorious carbo-load.&lt;br /&gt;(and I know you serious athletes out there&amp;nbsp;would be appalled by my idea of what one is anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely there's some other excuse I could create-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sympathy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; carbo-loading! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days, I've been thinking about &lt;a href="http://www.dukecitymarathon.com/"&gt;Duke City&lt;/a&gt; this weekend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;About my great &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/08/saturday-6-and-shared-run.html"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; running their 'Half"-&lt;br /&gt;About &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-night-i-heard-news-that-my-sweet.html"&gt;injuries&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;About what I would do if I couldn't run again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive &lt;a href="http://www.invesp.com/blog-rank/Running"&gt;running blog reading&lt;/a&gt;...has rounded out my late night entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I submitted my blog too----&lt;br /&gt;To be catalogued on&amp;nbsp;their site amongst some of my famous favorites.&lt;br /&gt;Favorites like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runfastermommy.com/"&gt;Run Faster Mommy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.262quest.com/"&gt;26.2 Quest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/comm/home/0,8091,,00.html"&gt;The Loop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a whole week my blog&amp;nbsp;was eerily in the TOP&amp;nbsp;50----WOW!&lt;br /&gt;What an honour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put their little logo on my page... &lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with a little &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=backdoor%20bragging"&gt;backdoor bragging&lt;/a&gt;-- right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soooooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just checked it -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scroll down to the flame logo&amp;nbsp;and you'll see it too&lt;/em&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;Not only am I &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; in the top 50&amp;nbsp;(surprise surprise) &lt;br /&gt;But I am now 142 down on the list. &lt;br /&gt;Can I get a 'WHOOP! WHOOP!'&amp;nbsp; for mediocrity!&amp;nbsp;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am belly laughing as I type this-- that is&amp;nbsp;tooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the shameless grazing- &lt;br /&gt;Reality hit. &lt;br /&gt;I am going to have to pay&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; for the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Melaluca Access bar&lt;br /&gt;1 Raspberry pop tart&lt;br /&gt;5 Hershey's mini&amp;nbsp;chocolate almond&amp;nbsp; bars&lt;br /&gt;2 pot stickers&lt;br /&gt;1 egg roll&lt;br /&gt;1 fried chicken leg&lt;br /&gt;1 med Starbucks caramel macchiato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was only 2pm &lt;br /&gt;SAD, SAD, SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my tennis shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Surely just that act alone would burn some calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for a 'proper' run, I tried my legs out running a figure 8 around my kitchen and living room. &lt;br /&gt;'Viola'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The carbo-loading worked!!!! &lt;br /&gt;(just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT &lt;br /&gt;There was NO PAIN! &lt;br /&gt;I am so happy- I text my honey:&lt;br /&gt;"Just ran around the house, and I have no pain!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Thinking he'd say -'get out and run!'&lt;br /&gt;But he is the voice of reason, and texted only:&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe he was more worried about me actually&amp;nbsp;running &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the house, &lt;br /&gt;Than me actually running....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;I'll have to look into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was a blur--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til suddenly it was 10:15pm&lt;br /&gt;Ryan was still plugging away on Thermo homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my run around the house, &lt;br /&gt;Knew it was time to try my legs outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan graciously loaned me his iPhone so I could at least stream Pandora&lt;br /&gt;(Can't wait&amp;nbsp; for my replacement phone to come in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm-up walk out the neighborhood felt better than good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up- the jaunt across the street to get to the College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple crossing of the street, tells me everything I need to know about a run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was GOLDEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how unbelievable it was to simply run across the street with no pain. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry, to shout, jump up and down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply said "Thank you- I will never take this for granted again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhSRFswZEz0/TqGgPx63PLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D7xknik549k/s1600/thumbs+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhSRFswZEz0/TqGgPx63PLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D7xknik549k/s320/thumbs+up.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7226504028286179008?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7226504028286179008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7226504028286179008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7226504028286179008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7226504028286179008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/yesterday-was-thursday-and-what-day-in.html' title='Carbo-loading Sympathy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhSRFswZEz0/TqGgPx63PLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D7xknik549k/s72-c/thumbs+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-163328236032905935</id><published>2011-10-18T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:11:10.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How the iPhone changed my life</title><content type='html'>It's been a few days since I've posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is happening as we speak---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey is on yet another business trip-&lt;br /&gt;Which means no early morning fitness classes at Defined.&lt;br /&gt;No late night walks.&lt;br /&gt;No running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I could run if I even wanted to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little gun-shy on that front. &lt;br /&gt;The last walk I took had me&amp;nbsp; trying a bit of a modified "wog" &lt;br /&gt;And THAT my friends-is entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;(will someone please stalk me so we can make some YouTube money) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh--- and my iPhone crashed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crashed my iPhone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that &lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/08/run.html"&gt;first 10 miler I ran&lt;/a&gt;---when my phone went wonky?&lt;br /&gt;The one were I thought for SURE that 10 miles was 13 or more---ha ha &lt;br /&gt;(funny how "long" runs can mess with your head)&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you don't have endomondo to track your miles as you go&lt;br /&gt;Well, ever since, my phone has had a glitch- a message pops up saying something like-&lt;br /&gt;"this accessory is not optimized for your iPhone....blah, blah, blah"&lt;br /&gt;AND I blew a speaker out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got fed up with the madness and took matters into my own technically challenged hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed the phone reset button on iTunes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am BRILLIANT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONE LOOKS LIKE NEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO contacts&lt;br /&gt;NO apps &lt;br /&gt;NO calendar&lt;br /&gt;NO Notes-&lt;br /&gt;No Face book-&lt;br /&gt;NO PINTEREST!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, MY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after some deep breathing and&amp;nbsp; meditation techniques&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;you know- where you chant affirming things to yourself like:&lt;br /&gt;"do not cry"&lt;br /&gt;"do not panic"&lt;br /&gt;"do not hurl"&lt;br /&gt;I took some NyQuil and pulled a &lt;a href="http://www.razzyroo.com/FUNKYRUNNERBAND.html"&gt;RazzyRoo Funky Runner&lt;/a&gt; over my eyes&lt;br /&gt;(did you know they make great Diva sleep masks?) and went to sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning came,&lt;br /&gt;and with it the realization that this nightmare was not a drill, but mine to maneuver through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/Misc/Geek-Squad-Black-Tie-Protection/pcmcat159800050001.c?id=pcmcat159800050001"&gt;Best Buys Black Tie warranty&lt;/a&gt; doesn't look so much like a scam now---&lt;br /&gt;New iPhone is ordered;&lt;br /&gt;My cost- a big fat goose egg $0.00.&lt;br /&gt;This is the best news I'd had all day-&lt;br /&gt;The worst:&lt;br /&gt;My phone would take 3-5 business days to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just HOW does one live without their iPhone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds soooooo eye roll worthy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived in perfect oblivion before I took a bite of the &lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/us?afid=p219%7CMSUS&amp;amp;cid=AOS-US-KWM"&gt;'Apple'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you realize what that phone has done for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It counts my calories, and cheers me on if I want it to, when I exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It let's me Craigs' list on the fly- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to read a book?&amp;nbsp; Sure thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay gross receipts while waiting to clock in for work- no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone book? Mine looks it up, and asks if it can dial the number for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look up a recipe on it in Walmart to remember that silly obscure ingredient you told yourself not to forget, but some how now can't remember- oh yeah- that too-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean to tell you, this is as close to organized as I will ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even let me parking lot blog while waiting to pick up Molly from Kinder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't even get me started about streaming &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; night and day- changing genres on a whim- How else can you listen to the Zumba station without feeling you owe an apology to Ella, Bing, and Nat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;I used the elliptical last night, while I watched&amp;nbsp;a few &lt;a href="http://movies.netflix.com/"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt; reruns of "Say Yes to the Dress" &lt;br /&gt;Did some crunches-&lt;br /&gt;Old school leg lifts- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have&amp;nbsp;posted these amazing&amp;nbsp;exercise feats&amp;nbsp;to Face book, &lt;br /&gt;But it looks so much better when an app automatically brags for you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-163328236032905935?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/163328236032905935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=163328236032905935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/163328236032905935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/163328236032905935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-iphone-changed-my-life.html' title='How the iPhone changed my life'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-7782863153486382978</id><published>2011-10-14T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:32:34.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SmartWool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feetures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camelback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choosing a running sock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after 13.1'/><title type='text'>Window Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Previously on Running Wogging &amp;amp; the Glass Half Full-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were finishing up a&lt;a href="http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/sock-it-to.html"&gt; review&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&amp;nbsp;had this&amp;nbsp;brilliant idea to head out on a short&amp;nbsp;RUN&amp;nbsp;so I could&amp;nbsp;finalize my thoughts on the SmartWool Running Lite-Micro.&amp;nbsp; I'd been taking the week off from running due to a seemingly small injury to my calf. But couldn't bare the thought of another day down without running.&amp;nbsp; Who cares that my actual out the door time was 9:20pm, I was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm-up walk out the neighborhood felt good. Music told me it was time (socks felt fabulous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is still there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. Then I laughed. &lt;br /&gt;Did I really just&amp;nbsp;CRY because I couldn't excercise? &lt;br /&gt;I laughed at myself again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it-&lt;br /&gt;I'm from a long line of strong women-&lt;br /&gt;German-Norweigan stock-&lt;br /&gt;We don't get sick-&lt;br /&gt;We don't get tired-&lt;br /&gt;We do whatever it takes to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to walk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears still coming down, looking for the happiness-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass by a row of storefronts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A window catches my eye, I have to snap a photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think of&amp;nbsp; Audrey Hepburn and that iconic photo for Breakfast at Tiffany's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/MyBlogPhotos#5663425646460419874"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zjouLPf1Eas/TpiHno0cPyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3cXDrspbiVU/s400/8.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same way today.&lt;br /&gt;I look at the dresses &lt;a href="http://www.silkabb.com/index2.php?v=v1"&gt;SILK&lt;/a&gt; has in it's window-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/MyBlogPhotos#5663425664128499122" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PTJ0kCYCZoM/TpiHoqo1vbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zEJogv6qjAc/s288/12.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should call it a day and head home.&lt;br /&gt;But&amp;nbsp;right&amp;nbsp;as I'm turning around to do just that, Endomondo tells me I have a message from Stephanie:&lt;br /&gt;"Hope you are enjoying your night."&amp;nbsp; the automated voice says-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I am-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with a midnight stroll and a little&amp;nbsp;window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I add on another 2 miles, rounding my route out to just over 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I head home, I think&amp;nbsp;about my socks. They feel like a cozy bathrobe after a bubble bath.&amp;nbsp; I like them ALOT.&amp;nbsp; My foot does move in the sock and my sock in my shoe....but the comfort is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if they made a sock with the compression technology&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the Feetures brand, with the feel of a SoftWool, we'd be golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-7782863153486382978?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/7782863153486382978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=7782863153486382978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7782863153486382978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/7782863153486382978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/window-shopping.html' title='Window Shopping'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zjouLPf1Eas/TpiHno0cPyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3cXDrspbiVU/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-1971470943865893736</id><published>2011-10-13T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:32:34.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SmartWool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feetures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camelback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choosing a running sock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after 13.1'/><title type='text'>Sock it to 'em!</title><content type='html'>When I first started running, one of the first words of advice was buy 'good' socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;I went to TJ Maxx instead of Walmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously had no idea what 'good' socks meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since been further educated on the whole sock matter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can honestly say:  "Socks matter!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by no means an authority on the subject- this review serves as a gentle guide and personal description- and as you will see, is by no means exhaustive, as only two brands will be reviewed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to message me for my address, to send me samples of YOUR favorites to try! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Feetures&lt;/em&gt; brand-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/MyBlogPhotos#5663152980633544450" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-t8uydmTW0q4/TpePoZdbZwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0oeagaRuvrU/s288/12.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Feetures Elite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; socks were my first try at a performance running sock. I actually bought them, right on the spot, when trying on running shoes at Brown's.  I needed a 'try-on' sock- they pulled out the &lt;em&gt;Feeture&lt;/em&gt;s-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this was an eye opener. &lt;br /&gt;For the first time, my feet felt good.  I was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feetures! Elite &lt;/em&gt;claims to be Feetures' most technically advanced sock. Thanks to the Sock-Lock™ support system, your foot and sock become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the compression.&lt;br /&gt;I loved that the toe was reinforced without seams  &lt;br /&gt;I have crazy elf toes that point up- Which means they eat socks on a regular basis (and shoes too- my Asics only lasted 3 weeks before getting a hole in both toes)&lt;br /&gt;The toes on these babies are PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way the arch hugs your foot (their web-site calls it a Power Arch, and it's being patented- it's THAT good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love that they are anatomically created specifically for your Right and Left feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this pro can turn into a con when coupled with my organizational skills.  I worry about the sock monster eating them- I have already worn a pink R with a blue L because I couldn't find a matched set after a wash. My advice, buy two pairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brand fits snug, if you are unsure, go up a size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only negative on this is that it does have a bit of a synthetic feel. &lt;br /&gt;Their fiber content is:80% iWick® Nylon, 13% Polyester, 7% Lycra® Spandex.&lt;br /&gt;Your feet don't sweat per-se, they just feel like they could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, the overall the fit on these makes them a great choice for running-&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely NO sock movement AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smartwool Brand&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king of performance socks- their brand recognition is by far the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even heard the term &lt;em&gt;'smartwool'&lt;/em&gt; used much like Kleenex is used interchangeably for tissue-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;First up is: &lt;/span&gt;SmartWool's PhD running ultra lite mini&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartwool.com/womens/womens-phd-running-ultra-light-mini.html" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-uPCoJwzrNuI/TpePnxDR8-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Gm9V8mpF9Rw/s288/8.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way these look and feel. &lt;br /&gt;They are knit in USA of 57% Merino Wool, 39% Nylon, 4% Elastane with WOW technology- (wool on wool)  to reduce shock and abrasion in high impact areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart Wools run larger than Feetures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore these ONE day with my Danskos.&lt;br /&gt;The ankle band is wicked tight. &lt;br /&gt;I don't consider myself to have 'cankles' but the fit on these could make me self consciously believe that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,  and I rubbed a hole in the toe. &lt;br /&gt;BY NOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah- tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are definitely NOT for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;next up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Smartwool's PhD Running Light-Micro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartwool.com/womens/socks/womens-phd-running-light-micro.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--2jP8yLOS1E/TpeevKxMPKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/K0UTDz7wYDQ/s288/8.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THIS sock has some beef to it- &lt;br /&gt;In a Teddy-bear kind of way-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same WOW technology as the Ultra Light Mini, but with a bit more cushioning. On their website, they have a cushioning chart- this sock is a 3 while the Ultra-lite is a 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of these beauties is AMAZING- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So THIS is what 'SmartWool' means- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feet are never hot, never cold, never anything but comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a light 'compression' to this style, though not really supportive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, is the one thing I wish it had more of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sock might slip a bit on a run-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT A MINUTE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am giving you a review on these lovely Pink socks, and I just realized-&lt;br /&gt;I've never run in them.&amp;nbsp; I bought the SmartWool&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Running Lite-Mico's as a 'pity-me' gift to myself because I had to take a break from running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;*maybe we should fix that* slight grin-----( I haven't had any pain ALL day---)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's&amp;nbsp;10 minutes past&amp;nbsp;9pm --but I know you're dying to know my humble opinion on these guys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feeturesbrand.com/index.php/category/multi-sport/163#"&gt;http://www.feeturesbrand.com/index.php/category/multi-sport/163#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3031046923200788888-1971470943865893736?l=wordquota.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/feeds/1971470943865893736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031046923200788888&amp;postID=1971470943865893736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1971470943865893736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031046923200788888/posts/default/1971470943865893736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordquota.blogspot.com/2011/10/sock-it-to.html' title='Sock it to &amp;#39;em!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969656690352268764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtwiRxCJlqM/TmWe7iXbLMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bvnF0C-YnwI/s220/profile%2Bq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-t8uydmTW0q4/TpePoZdbZwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0oeagaRuvrU/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031046923200788888.post-3015194182030134287</id><published>2011-10-12T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:33:49.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calf injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comradre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camelback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after 13.1'/><title type='text'>Run Because You Can</title><content type='html'>Last night I heard news that my sweet friend Katie has a hip fracture from running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about this sport that makes you so in-tune with others' pain, victories, mile-stones, struggles-&lt;br /&gt;An unspoken comradre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even find myself secretly cheering runners on, as I drive past them randomly running on the street- wishing I too were out running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about running that makes it so precarious- &lt;br /&gt;I KNOW the answer-&lt;br /&gt;But still can't help but ask WHY?&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded that &lt;a href="http://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/Psalms-103-14/"&gt;we are but dust.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I used my elliptical because the dull pain in the back of my calf is still there- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be careful-&lt;br /&gt;I will use my old time of 14-15 minutes per mile to simulate a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ok. I did not have pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful- I have decided this is what must be done to fully heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this quote on pinterest a few weeks ago before it had meaning-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/115767999814944454869/MyBlogPhotos#5662660828334021602"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3MBjaSjOA9A/TpXQBXReW-I/AAAAAAAAAWE/W3yLoO6e9Ds/s288/8.jpg" s
