Monday, August 29, 2011
It has been a couple weeks since I have posted anything,
not that I have this mass following and all of you are wondering if I fell of the face of the earth but I have been busy and was talking a little time off from work before the kids when back to school. So lets play catch up, shall we?
Thursday, August 11, 2011
So I finished my first half marathon last Saturday and I was so nervous for so many reasons.
1. I had never ran 13.1 miles before or 12,,11, 10, 9 or 8 miles before.
2. I was running by myself
3. I had no idea where to go
4. We had to have the Family up and out the door by 6am
5. I forgot my iPod :(
6. I REALLY wanted to run the whole thing.
Right before the race started this lovely lady and I started talking. I immediately calmed down and felt relaxed and pumped. Seeing the first mile marker was tough, normally when I run I don't track it until after I have ran, I just watch my time (beside my normal 5 mile run during the week, toot, toot!). But realizing how far just 1 mile really is and that I now had 12 more to go was kind of nauseating. I pushed though talking to myself the whole time saying things like "just make it to 5, because you do that everyday and after that you can complain or walk if you really need to". Well I made it to mile 7 and came upon a wonderful
HUGE little hill. I then said of course to myself again I don't do this all the time well maybe sometimes "okay just get up this hill and you can walk down if you need to". So I am going, going turn the corner and " WTF, its more hill, enough I am tired and I can't burn out" so I walked up the HUGE little hill. After that I got my breathing back under control and powered on. By mile 9 my legs were so tight and starting to feel like peg legs so I moved to the side to stop stretch, heard someone say "1hr 43min and" blah blah seconds, Wooohooo! and motored on.
I finished the race at 2hrs 9 minutes and 37 second! And from what I hear that is a pretty good time for a first timer.
Now that the nervousness is gone I feel proud, amazed, strong, and this overwhelming feeling of I can do whatever I want to as long as I REALLY want to do it. :)
By the way I finally got to relax and have a warm bath when we got home, this was a time I wish we had a Jacuzzi.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Obviously, duh. I love him or I wouldn't have married him. I am certain I could tell him I love him more often and probably forget about him
all the time sometimes, but here is a little post of just some of what I love about him.
Takes time to let little man act like a big man.
Made his own little wine label :) He can do anything he wants to, seriously and sometimes he forgets that.
He thinks comb overs are side ponies.
He works extremely hard to provide for his family.
His children are his world.
He is so damn handsome.
He is really good at surprises as long as he remembers not to tell my mom or sister :)
He puts up with my shenanigans.
He thinks he is a comedian.
He always has some smart ass comment to make. (Maybe where #1 gets it from...hummm)