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Birthday Scramble

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Today my first born baby girl turns 11. Amazing how birthdays make you feel old- Old in a good way- A birthday brings back soooo many memories. It only seems like yesterday- we were bringing her home in our little white truck- her car seat tucked in between us, each little hand holding ours- *sigh* Late last night I realized I'd forgotten a crazy card for her lunch- a tiny tradition started only recently- I try to buy a silly singing card for the kids to open on their birthday at lunch- they are cool for a day, as their friends gather to laugh and look- Perfect opportunity for a baby walk. Yes a walk- And only about a half mile down and back- I'm almost to the end of my training- my half is staring me in the face- So off I go to one of the only places open at 5:30 our local lovely walmart. I do love walmart- they always give me my milk on sale without me asking- and at 5-6 gallons a week, that's some savings. Card isle found Aren't sea upon sea of cards pretty? Noisy ...

Decadent Dark

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Monday I had two moles removed on my upper arm. Stitches. Ouch. Such is the life of a Norwegian living in New Mexico. Doctor isn't too concerned, just a precaution~ fingers crossed. So today I pulled out the pity card- shut my alarm off, and slept in. Could have slept forever too, had it not been for our crazy cat Milkyway pouncing us awake. That proved to be providence, a minute more and disastrous lateness would have ensued. Then the business of the day took over. Before I knew it, the day was gone. Ryan texted me to feed the kids, he had a long night ahead at the office. Kids 'fed and watered', baths and pj's - I read 2 chapters in our Hardy Boys book instead of the usual 1- partly to pass the time- but mostly because the plot was thickening, and you could see it in the kids eyes that 1 chapter was not even close to cutting it tonight. Kids down- all is quiet- Except for Riley's random questions: "How does electricity WORK?"...

Get Going

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Get going. Just get out and go somewhere. Some days are like today- You wake up and your body says NO- All last week I had this nagging pain in my shin- Bruised? Strained? Who knows- Today it told me "don't you dare" --- So I didn't. I have come too far to worry about a little walk. You know what cracks me up about the whole 'running' thing? This almost 'step-sister' mentality toward walking- I find myself falling into that trap more often than not- turning my nose up to a perfectly good walk.... Today it was too dark for photos- Snagged  off computer's "sample picture"file!   Granted, I realize I'm training for a RUN,   but if a walk helps me reach my goal- so be it!!!    But today as I was WALKING :O)    I thought about all the times people ask:    "Do you REALLY run?"    Well, if you want to get particular,    I guess I could put a new heading    in...

Trail Hunt & the 7 Minute Mile

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There's something fun about a Saturday run. Less time constraints- A more relaxed feel- This morning was just like that. I drank in it's quiet restfulness. Then I realized it was already 7am- Gotta get out the door if I'm ever going to get back- I go to grab my Asics, thinking they'd be best suited for a longer run, but it seems my Brooks Cascadias hid them! I give them the 'mommy eye' - they promise to be good- so on they go. The trails were calling my name as I headed out- but I had to detour down into the neighborhood to mail a letter. A little warmup jog felt good- passing houses and people going places- CRAZY DOG runs out towards me barking--- ****** you know I love dogs, and never had a fear before I started running- What is it that makes dogs want to lunge out and 'get' a runner? Tennille had given me pointers the other day on what to do the next time I ran into a dog- should I try it? ********* "NO!" "S...

Kayaking? Welcome to the West~

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Hit snooze twice on my alarm this morning.  Luckily, my clock is alarmingly fast, making my actual out of bed time 4:45. No worries, I only had another 4 to tackle. AND I'd planned ahead and had everything ready. Oh yeah, "everything ready" to me means; I've forgotten to charge my head phones, Can't find socks, Have to scrounge through the laundry for that running shirt I just plain forgot to wash, but can't live without. SERIOUSLY!!!!! (you know- I HAVE asked for organization EVERY year for Christmas- no one seems to listen) Funny how these little things become the undoing of me. Same story in getting the kids out the door for school. I keep telling myself, "everyone else is competent and able to get with the program- why not you?" Oh, well I come just as I am. Hooked up my HUGE oldschool headphones,  stuffed the three miles of chord down my shirt, and headed out. Endomondo said I was running. I began my warm up w...

Tick Tock The Price is Right

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What is it about this time of year that turns me into a proffessional sleeper?  Silly alarm clock~ Don't you know it's Fall? Yet another lost morning~ When oh when would I run?  Then I remembered a quote I'd snatched from Pinterest last night: What was my excuse? Too tired, too busy- WHAT? I chided myself for my laziness, and determined a suitable punishment- the dreaded treadmill- Taught my kindermusik classes, and raced upstairs to 'get-r-done'. I had 40 minutes until I had to pick up Molly from Kinder. Chose a machine, but it didn't work. Settled for the next one over. Then it began... the whir and clank, blinking lights, and blur of the mini TV. This is inhumane. What do you look at when you run on a treadmill? Look straight ahead, there's a clock~ tick tock~ Look down, and it's the Price is Right~ Oh joy. My goal was 4~ On a regular run, 4 takes me an hour.  I only have 40min~ I pushed the lever, making my sp...

Post Script

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Forgot a few fun running details from yesterday's 9.5miler. Sky was amazing- That is one of the main things I noticed, as I'm used to running in the dark. A 'dark' run brings more caution, you are at a heightened awareness of everything around you, each noise, light, movement has you questioning what could go wrong. A daytime run is a busy run. Cars and people, the hustle and bustle of life- I didn't like that so much. I hate wondering if the car that just stopped on it's way out a parking lot, stopped because he saw me- or because his phone rang. I loved that I could finally run up college-hood-mesa road. No light posts takes it off the table for a 'dark' run, but perfect for daytime, as there is very little traffic. Hills are becoming manageable. I will wear my more supportive Asics for long runs. Move Free supplements will now be a part of my nighttime routine. Sunscreen. Duh----- (yep, I got burned) Oh, and the most amazing discovery of all- Capri-s...