Running Wogging & the Glass Half Full

It hardly seems possible that it's barely been a month. We've already made more memories as a fam here than any other place. Our first house with a name... Pine Needles     We'd tent camped  every year here in the area, and every year taken long drives looking...5 summers spent in this ritual. Nothing ever seemed just right. But this year was different.  Maybe it was the lake, or the feeling that our kids were growing too fast. For whatever reason This was our year.  Providence.   The houses and cabins on our road all have names. Given to them after the wildfires had come through and reminded them that there was no way to really tell who was what and where. I love the names of our neighbors' places...  Names like Bear Path and Pine Cone...  Ours is Pine needles...  There's a chill in the air. Fall is coming. The humming birds are filling themselves up to the brim at the feeder. Chipmunks quarrel with the bluebirds over the peanuts the kids th...

I've thought about picking this blog back up again for a while. I feel a bit like a cheater if I do, as I'm not running long distances lately.  I do miss the running, maybe blogging will pull me back into logging some miles. I do miss the diary effect this blog served for so long.  So here we are.  Why not? Thursday, September 8th, 2016 Today I made wild rice for lunch.  I think in my book that means it's officially fall.  My mom had this great tradition of making wild rice soup.  She's the Minnesota mom you wish you had.  2 parts hardcore and 99% love.  yeah that makes no mathmatical sense, but neither does mothering- You just go for it with all your might and hope to not mess things up.  But, I digress, today we're talking wild rice, and I DID mess things up.  I'm out of butter, no cream to be had, no ham.... So I just boil it till they pop- please tell me everyone does this---- if you don't ...

Ok folks Can you hear it? "You are powerful! You are strong!" My running buddy yelled it to me as I lagged behind at the bottom of the hill on one of our runs. I hear it every time I run now Sometimes I roll my eyes Sometimes I giggle But once or twice  When running alone I've whispered it to myself.... "You are powerful- you are strong!" And then smile th e biggest toothy grin I can hardly muster On account of my protecting them from kicked up road gravel, bugs and all Ever had a friend that really ought to be a coach? I have one-  There was the run where she added on an extra quarter mile for kicks and giggles annnnnd so we could give that final push and run it in... Lover her for it. ********************** I started this post 6/16/14 Should have finished it sooner...  should have posted it and tagged her But I fell off running. Never quite told her how much it meant The new year had ...

It's been ages and days... Since 2014 to be exact That's a lifetime ago-right? Or was it just yesterday. Yep- 2014 The year I hung up my running shoes And called it quits. I was tired Life was happening I needed to regroup I had it in my mind that a runner Had to log hours And Miles I hid Behind new things Like smoothies And Quinoa Good things Like weights And Burpees And Pull-ups But my running friends Still called me friend As if I'd never left Kept me up on races And the bragging rights of winter training I was in awe I missed being a part Of it all So today I ran And it was marvelous It's good to be back.

My little man cub had football conditioning tonight. I raised my hand at the dinner table and said  "I'll take you! Pick me pick me!!!" 'Cause I knew it meant guilt free running time for me I wore my new trusty running skirt sans capris- it was hot and I'm over being self conscious of the whole legs out thing...  Deposited man cub at practice,  And off I went-  First stop- the park It has a nice half mile path and lots of trees  The run was easy   People were happy  Picnicking, playing  I soaked it in Legs out Feeling almost confident See my granny tan?!? That's what I get for wearing capris allllll the time! I ran that a few times, but soon tired of the rat race a half mile loop affords-  I headed back I thought I'd run the college But as I neared,  I saw this foot path   I'd seen it before and always wondered Today I'd find out where it went...

So I have this thing called a marathon coming up I swear it's my last And since technically you only have one shot at running your last marathon I've got to do this one right. Right? I was going to complain about how I'm not motivated And already burnt out on running Although I don't know how I could be burnt out when I'm not even running Pity me blah blah blah But last night around 9:30pm A switch flipped Annnnnnnd there it was I got the running bug Holy hallelujah That's what I'm talking about So excited There was nothing left to do but get geared up and head out For a dark run Now there's something about a dark run E ven better if the dark is at night Morning runs are meticulously planned I don't remember the last time  I accidentally woke up at 4  And decided to randomly head out to run But a night run? Now that's a bit of heaven   There's something spontaneous You don't plan Th...

Ok guys Here's the rub I have forever--- and I mean forever Been one to be thoughtful of other runners Not just runners either, come to think of it I've been thoughtful of the whole human race And maybe dog or two that might happen to care But not anymore Nope I've gone shameless And I blame it on the cleaning lady. It all started innocently enough The family packed up for a fun trip I packed everything but the kitchen sink Trusty capris and running skirt that have been with me since day one- Packed. I know this- Because I vaguely remember unpacking them And putting them into the drawers at our hotel But the second day into our vacay They're gone No capris. No running skirt. Really? I rummage through everyone else's drawers-my suitcase Nada Did the cleaning lady gank it or what? Lucky for me, there's a Target Great I rummage through their running stuff Try on a gazillion capri and running skirt combos (that's a lie- t...