A very short re-cap of some high points this month...
Miles run: 117 miles! YEAH!
Races Raced: 2
PR's attained: 2
Races won: 1! (no really, for real)
Color Obsession: NAVY BLUE! (Did I mention my new Navy Blue Single BOB???)
Birthdays observed: Mine
Anniversary's observed: many - Mine, as well as quite a few from around town and bloggy land.
Books read: Zero. No really, none, except Anatomy & Physiology II, Chapter 12. Uhg.
Goals for June: Start Marathon training! Seriously, going to start early this year and train my way to an awesome PR!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
SpeeDee!!!
Dear SpeeDee,
Thanks for taking care of my C today. She's on cloud 9. She loves you. She worships you. You should probably be aware that if she ever changes name, it's going to be to SpeeDee.
No but seriously, thanks for helping pace her. She's so excited about running now! You're the BEST!!!!
g.
Thanks for taking care of my C today. She's on cloud 9. She loves you. She worships you. You should probably be aware that if she ever changes name, it's going to be to SpeeDee.
No but seriously, thanks for helping pace her. She's so excited about running now! You're the BEST!!!!
g.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Three Things Thursday
My FAVORITE day of the week is BACK!
1) In response to all your comments... WOW, I had not thought of reviewing the Go Girl product, but, I will keep it in consideration should I run out things to be neurotic about. I mean, what could make a Mom feel more crazy than stopping to pee on a run, while standing up? I'll have to be sure that I "practice" as the video suggests online, while wearing a running skirt.
2) FOR the FIRST, and probably only, TIME in the HISTORY of my running, I FINISHED a race in the TOP 3! Actually, to be accurate, I finished in the TOP! Yes, you read that correctly, I ran the RYS Virtual Half Marathon... and WON! (because TMB was race director and took herself out of the running) So stoked though, because I won some NUUN, and I'm excited about trying it this weekend on my long run to see how it treats my stomach!
3) My children are making me crAzy. My oldest children are totally NOT following directions these days, and when I ask them why, they say it's B's fault. While I stand there and lecture them about taking responsibility for their own actions, I know in the back of my head that it's completely unfair. B is capable of taking a perfectly calm and sane situation, and stirring it into madness in 6.5 seconds or less. Like throwing chum into shark infested waters. I guess, in that analogy B is the chum. The phone number to CPS (Child Protective Services) is (804)5....
1) In response to all your comments... WOW, I had not thought of reviewing the Go Girl product, but, I will keep it in consideration should I run out things to be neurotic about. I mean, what could make a Mom feel more crazy than stopping to pee on a run, while standing up? I'll have to be sure that I "practice" as the video suggests online, while wearing a running skirt.
2) FOR the FIRST, and probably only, TIME in the HISTORY of my running, I FINISHED a race in the TOP 3! Actually, to be accurate, I finished in the TOP! Yes, you read that correctly, I ran the RYS Virtual Half Marathon... and WON! (because TMB was race director and took herself out of the running) So stoked though, because I won some NUUN, and I'm excited about trying it this weekend on my long run to see how it treats my stomach!
3) My children are making me crAzy. My oldest children are totally NOT following directions these days, and when I ask them why, they say it's B's fault. While I stand there and lecture them about taking responsibility for their own actions, I know in the back of my head that it's completely unfair. B is capable of taking a perfectly calm and sane situation, and stirring it into madness in 6.5 seconds or less. Like throwing chum into shark infested waters. I guess, in that analogy B is the chum. The phone number to CPS (Child Protective Services) is (804)5....
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The BIONIC STUDENT
The First week of class is done. 9 to go. If I was counting, which I am.
I have a very strong opinion about my professor, but I will choose to keep it for myself for a few weeks. Perhaps I've judged too soon, perhaps I will change my opinion, perhaps...
Any HOO. She's from the midwest... and she says words that are not grammatically correct... like, putting a T on the end of a word that ends in ck... or... putting a ck on the end of a word that ends in T. Makes. me. nuts.
And... for a minute there I forgot I was keeping my opinion to myself.... so, where was I? It's a 16 week course, condensed into 10 weeks. I knew it was going to be intense.
Perhaps "intense" is not an intense enough word. No matter WHAT you call it, she has a lot of expectations. I love expectations, when they're achievable. But.... for example, she gave us 2 days to read and outline 60 or so pages. Sure, I can read 60 pages, if there's not going to be a test. But, there IS going to be a test, so... I'm just saying, she might want to lower her standards, or, come to grips on the fact that I am not the BIONIC student, and neither are the other students in the class. Yea, go ahead, ask me if I did the reading. Of course I did, but I really felt that I skimmed it to the point of uselessness. Next time she gives that assignment on a Monday that's due on Wednesday, I'm going to take really good notes on 50% of the chapter instead of trying to write light notes on 80% of the chapter.
I have a very strong opinion about my professor, but I will choose to keep it for myself for a few weeks. Perhaps I've judged too soon, perhaps I will change my opinion, perhaps...
Any HOO. She's from the midwest... and she says words that are not grammatically correct... like, putting a T on the end of a word that ends in ck... or... putting a ck on the end of a word that ends in T. Makes. me. nuts.
And... for a minute there I forgot I was keeping my opinion to myself.... so, where was I? It's a 16 week course, condensed into 10 weeks. I knew it was going to be intense.
Perhaps "intense" is not an intense enough word. No matter WHAT you call it, she has a lot of expectations. I love expectations, when they're achievable. But.... for example, she gave us 2 days to read and outline 60 or so pages. Sure, I can read 60 pages, if there's not going to be a test. But, there IS going to be a test, so... I'm just saying, she might want to lower her standards, or, come to grips on the fact that I am not the BIONIC student, and neither are the other students in the class. Yea, go ahead, ask me if I did the reading. Of course I did, but I really felt that I skimmed it to the point of uselessness. Next time she gives that assignment on a Monday that's due on Wednesday, I'm going to take really good notes on 50% of the chapter instead of trying to write light notes on 80% of the chapter.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Don't Be A Hater
An OPEN letter to DHB
Dear Dark Haired B*tch Who Sits in Front of the Class,
Don't be a hater.
Signed,
Neurotic Sahm
I hate mom's who judge. How hypocritical of me, huh?
Seriously though ladies, we're not here to judge how other moms "do it". So what if another mom is screwing up left and right, who's to say its not working for her? The really savvy moms out there, like me, don't waste time judging. No ladies, what you need to do is LEARN from the other moms. See what they do. Try their stuff out. See what does and doesn't work for your Mom-style. Seriously, if I judged people's parenting, I might have missed out on some of life's greatest treasures... like calling salmon "pink fish" so your pink obsessed girl will eat it...
But tonight, at class, I got "THE LOOK" and "SNARKY COMMENT" from DHB. Oh yes, I saw her give me the "look" as she condescendingly said, "I cannot join your study group, I have a son and, unlike some people, I can't give up any time with him to spend studying outside my home."
Oh. Oh. No. She DID NOT just go there. Mr. Nice Guy heard it too, and he agreed that it was unnecessarily snooty. It was definitely aimed at me though. My reply could have been SO unpleasant... but instead I used the tactic of saying one thing, and meaning something else.
What I said? In a very pleasant tone, "Oh yes, as a mother of three children I can really relate to that feeling."
I wonder if DHB heard what I REALLY meant?
Dear Dark Haired B*tch Who Sits in Front of the Class,
Don't be a hater.
Signed,
Neurotic Sahm
I hate mom's who judge. How hypocritical of me, huh?
Seriously though ladies, we're not here to judge how other moms "do it". So what if another mom is screwing up left and right, who's to say its not working for her? The really savvy moms out there, like me, don't waste time judging. No ladies, what you need to do is LEARN from the other moms. See what they do. Try their stuff out. See what does and doesn't work for your Mom-style. Seriously, if I judged people's parenting, I might have missed out on some of life's greatest treasures... like calling salmon "pink fish" so your pink obsessed girl will eat it...
But tonight, at class, I got "THE LOOK" and "SNARKY COMMENT" from DHB. Oh yes, I saw her give me the "look" as she condescendingly said, "I cannot join your study group, I have a son and, unlike some people, I can't give up any time with him to spend studying outside my home."
Oh. Oh. No. She DID NOT just go there. Mr. Nice Guy heard it too, and he agreed that it was unnecessarily snooty. It was definitely aimed at me though. My reply could have been SO unpleasant... but instead I used the tactic of saying one thing, and meaning something else.
What I said? In a very pleasant tone, "Oh yes, as a mother of three children I can really relate to that feeling."
I wonder if DHB heard what I REALLY meant?
Sunday, May 23, 2010
2 days
This weekend I raced ran two races. That's a new one for me. So, why, when it's my wedding anniversary, would I run a 5K in the middle of the afternoon? Weeeeeeeell...
Today C ran her first 5K, and at her request, I went with her. Her little brother G also tagged along, as well as KB&L a few girls from various girl scout troops that we know. The Moms of the girls found out we were running, and I invited the girls to tag along.
At mile .36 B of the KB&L team dropped out. She saw her mom, and decided she needed her inhaler. Safety first. And then... there were 4.
I offered to pace them all at an easy 11:30/12 minute pace. What they did instead was run an 8 min pace for 5 minutes, then walk... then run a 7:30 for 3 minutes, then walk... then run a 10:09 for 5 minutes... then walk... then... SO, I ended up bringing up the rear with G, who really struggled because he would have been better off listening to me and just running easy at that 12 minute pace..... Poor kid, completely untrained. Anyway, it was a 5K, so before we knew it we were at mile 2. At 2.5 we caught C. K&L were just ahead of us (20 feet). And I whispered to G, "you could beat C if you fight for it"... and he did kick it into high gear. They all finished within a few seconds of each other. K&L finished, then G, and then C and then... me!
Today C ran her first 5K, and at her request, I went with her. Her little brother G also tagged along, as well as KB&L a few girls from various girl scout troops that we know. The Moms of the girls found out we were running, and I invited the girls to tag along.
C's Race Photo, getting ready to walk to the start!
So my plan was to be the "chase car" and just run a few feet behind her. Since I ran a Half Marathon yesterday I figured just running a 5K at a 12 min/mile sounded fun and ridiculously easy. Ha. That's not how kids run. But more on that later. At mile .36 B of the KB&L team dropped out. She saw her mom, and decided she needed her inhaler. Safety first. And then... there were 4.
L, g, K, G, and C running past my mailbox, which is on the course.
I offered to pace them all at an easy 11:30/12 minute pace. What they did instead was run an 8 min pace for 5 minutes, then walk... then run a 7:30 for 3 minutes, then walk... then run a 10:09 for 5 minutes... then walk... then... SO, I ended up bringing up the rear with G, who really struggled because he would have been better off listening to me and just running easy at that 12 minute pace..... Poor kid, completely untrained. Anyway, it was a 5K, so before we knew it we were at mile 2. At 2.5 we caught C. K&L were just ahead of us (20 feet). And I whispered to G, "you could beat C if you fight for it"... and he did kick it into high gear. They all finished within a few seconds of each other. K&L finished, then G, and then C and then... me!
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