I have so much to say and nothing to say...and the 2 people that read this just logged off. No seriously! Lately I've been incredibly random with everything and today is no different. It's crunch-time around here and time is passing me by. Here's a random smattering of the fun.
1-Bronchitis in July sucks. Duh.
2-Hearing 'wow you've gotten big' is grounds for assault.
3-My most rewarding purchase in recent weeks (and let me tell you I have dropped some $$ recently) has been maternity underwear. Yeah, I'm a sexy girl.
4-Watching the dog sprint around with her dog friends is one of the fastest ways to get me to smile; in fact just thinking about it made me smile again.
5-Grocery carts should not be used as weapons.
6-My staff thinks I've lost my mind...and they may be right.
7-I have no idea why women want to increase their bust size. Seriously looking forward to getting rid of these foreign objects.
8-Reading other people's race reports keeps me happy (so keep writing them everyone!).
9-I have rediscovered my love for Reese's, hello old friend.
10-Fresh fruit in the summer is heaven on earth.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
RR: Ryan Shay Midsummer Night Run
Yup, a RR!
This race is close to my heart as it is in honor of a friend of mine that passed away at mile 5.5 of the Men's Marathon Olympic Trials, so for me to not participate in this memorial race was not an option.
The race was held at 7pm on the Fourth of July with the finish at the high school football field where the fireworks were being set off later that night. My sister and brother-in-law ran the 5k, while I would be doing mostly a walking 5k with a few minutes of running thrown in if the baby allowed.
When the horn sounded I was left in the dust along with a 60y/o woman and a 70y/o man. Okay, this was WAY back of the back! Fortunately with only 95 participants and a pregnant belly I was prepared for this.
Closing in on the first mile my sister passed me going the other direction and I could tell that she was having a really great day. When I saw my BIL my first thought was - I run that pace and I could beat him! Well...5 months ago I could have beaten him.
I walked most of the first mile before I decided to test the running waters. I haven't been running or really walking much more than a mile or so at a time b/c of my back pain so I knw that I had to be very self aware and not get competitive or upset that I was all by myself.
Walk/Run repeat - the run bouts were only 1:30 at the most and I did something I have never done...stopped at the aid station to drink some water. Saw my hubby cheering me on - he looked a little lonely standing along the side of the road with an old friend of mine (not a lot of spectators). Made it almost to 2.5 miles before my body said ENOUGH with the run spurts, so I walked it in. I promised the baby that I wouldn't run another step until he is born. At this point my back was done, so I just congratulated myself on getting out there.
Crossed the finish line all smiles, joking with the crowd - asking if I had won.
Finished the night with my family watching the fireworks was the perfect ending to a pretty cool day.
Oh yeah...and I was 3rd in my AG and got a medal! Shhh, there were only 3 in my AG. The 2nd place girl in my AG was also pregnant.
Total time: 41:46 (13:27 pace)
OA: 93/95 (HAHAHAHAHA)
This race is close to my heart as it is in honor of a friend of mine that passed away at mile 5.5 of the Men's Marathon Olympic Trials, so for me to not participate in this memorial race was not an option.
The race was held at 7pm on the Fourth of July with the finish at the high school football field where the fireworks were being set off later that night. My sister and brother-in-law ran the 5k, while I would be doing mostly a walking 5k with a few minutes of running thrown in if the baby allowed.
When the horn sounded I was left in the dust along with a 60y/o woman and a 70y/o man. Okay, this was WAY back of the back! Fortunately with only 95 participants and a pregnant belly I was prepared for this.
Closing in on the first mile my sister passed me going the other direction and I could tell that she was having a really great day. When I saw my BIL my first thought was - I run that pace and I could beat him! Well...5 months ago I could have beaten him.
I walked most of the first mile before I decided to test the running waters. I haven't been running or really walking much more than a mile or so at a time b/c of my back pain so I knw that I had to be very self aware and not get competitive or upset that I was all by myself.
Walk/Run repeat - the run bouts were only 1:30 at the most and I did something I have never done...stopped at the aid station to drink some water. Saw my hubby cheering me on - he looked a little lonely standing along the side of the road with an old friend of mine (not a lot of spectators). Made it almost to 2.5 miles before my body said ENOUGH with the run spurts, so I walked it in. I promised the baby that I wouldn't run another step until he is born. At this point my back was done, so I just congratulated myself on getting out there.
Crossed the finish line all smiles, joking with the crowd - asking if I had won.
Finished the night with my family watching the fireworks was the perfect ending to a pretty cool day.Oh yeah...and I was 3rd in my AG and got a medal! Shhh, there were only 3 in my AG. The 2nd place girl in my AG was also pregnant.
Total time: 41:46 (13:27 pace)
OA: 93/95 (HAHAHAHAHA)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Simplify
Let's talk money and life for a minute since there isn't much going on in the way of this triathlon blog and we all know life is getting exciting around here.
One of the reasons we are moving is that professionally this is a GREAT opportunity for the husband, who newly minted as a J.D. has a much higher earning potential. You know how important that is to keeping the bank account happy. Someday he may even make really good money...just not yet. Without giving you the numbers all I will say is that our income will not be that much higher than what it was this year. The plan before baby was that wherever he got an offer we would follow his job and once we knew where we were going I would find something to help contribute to our dream house fund. Um, yeah - did I mention we're having a baby?
So, moving to Hotlanta at 6+ months pregnant will mean I will not be looking for a job right away. In fact, the new plan is for me to start looking a year from now because honestly I'm not comfortable working just to cover the cost of child care. Which means flat out house and baby poor. Oh my.
Now, all of this has been hashed out within our household. We're smart people. We know how much we have, what our expenses are, etc. But DAMN if things aren't going to be a little tight for the next year. The only thing to do is simplify.
Time to trim the fat and be more conservative and I am taking suggestions. For 5 years we lived with one car, but with baby and a work commute that's longer than a few miles we had to get a second car. Fear not frugal friends, it's used and in perfect working order. One place where things are going to get interesting is in the kitchen. This is where we have the most fat to trim.
We love to eat. A lot. We are also rather lazy when it comes to preparing meals. Very lazy some weeks. Too much eating out. Too many trips to Starbucks. We've made weak attempts at cutting back on the ole Fourbucks and restaurants; it is laughable at how poorly we did. Well, this time failure isn't an option. There is no suplemental income. No guarantee of coaching a spring track team for a quick infusion of cash. This is real life. Funny how these are all really normal things and yet having a kid makes them that much more real. Like calculate the cost of college tuition 18 years from now kind of real.
Fortunately blogging is free therapy.
One of the reasons we are moving is that professionally this is a GREAT opportunity for the husband, who newly minted as a J.D. has a much higher earning potential. You know how important that is to keeping the bank account happy. Someday he may even make really good money...just not yet. Without giving you the numbers all I will say is that our income will not be that much higher than what it was this year. The plan before baby was that wherever he got an offer we would follow his job and once we knew where we were going I would find something to help contribute to our dream house fund. Um, yeah - did I mention we're having a baby?
So, moving to Hotlanta at 6+ months pregnant will mean I will not be looking for a job right away. In fact, the new plan is for me to start looking a year from now because honestly I'm not comfortable working just to cover the cost of child care. Which means flat out house and baby poor. Oh my.
Now, all of this has been hashed out within our household. We're smart people. We know how much we have, what our expenses are, etc. But DAMN if things aren't going to be a little tight for the next year. The only thing to do is simplify.
Time to trim the fat and be more conservative and I am taking suggestions. For 5 years we lived with one car, but with baby and a work commute that's longer than a few miles we had to get a second car. Fear not frugal friends, it's used and in perfect working order. One place where things are going to get interesting is in the kitchen. This is where we have the most fat to trim.
We love to eat. A lot. We are also rather lazy when it comes to preparing meals. Very lazy some weeks. Too much eating out. Too many trips to Starbucks. We've made weak attempts at cutting back on the ole Fourbucks and restaurants; it is laughable at how poorly we did. Well, this time failure isn't an option. There is no suplemental income. No guarantee of coaching a spring track team for a quick infusion of cash. This is real life. Funny how these are all really normal things and yet having a kid makes them that much more real. Like calculate the cost of college tuition 18 years from now kind of real.
Fortunately blogging is free therapy.
Monday, June 22, 2009
A new dwelling place
Before I get to the pictures I will say that this trip was wonderful and terrible all at the same time. I've lived in MI my entire life; in this town for the last 11 years. And although I have been itching to leave and embark on a new adventure finding out I'm going to be a mommy made me want to chain myself to our current home. This move is becoming very real and very emotional (pregnancy hormones are NOT helping). We had a really fruitful trip and settled on a house to rent; I did most of the convincing since the husband is much more cautious person and I am definitely the jump in with both feet nut of the house. So Thursday, I was ready - make this happen and I mean business. Friday, once we had gone back to the house and talked to the realtor and the landlord and made it all real I completely lost it. I sobbed. I'm tearing up again at the moment. This is big and scary and overwhelming and exciting. As much as I like to leap I am still a creature of habit. There is much coping and adjusting that will need to be done in the coming months. And inevitably more tears. But it's an opportunity of a lifetime and we have each other. That's really all that matters.
Now for the house!!!!
Above: The front of the house
Below: The front entry and part of the living room
Above: The teeny tiny kitchen
Below: The big beautful backyard
And so in a couple of months this will be our new dwelling place. Pretty wild, eh?!
Now for the house!!!!
Above: The front of the house
Below: The front entry and part of the living room
Above: The teeny tiny kitchenBelow: The big beautful backyard
And so in a couple of months this will be our new dwelling place. Pretty wild, eh?!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Success!
We found a place to live! After a whirlwind trip to ATL we have ourselves a decent little rental property. It will do nicely I think.
Pics to come!
Pics to come!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
The pregnancy workout
So, I've never been a super athlete, but I pride myself on being able to work out more than the average person. I'm not easily intimidated by workout dvds - in fact I find myself mocking at many of them. Until the other day there was only 1 dvd that I could NOT get through (hello Tracy Anderson - I'll see you in January). But in an effort to feel like an athlete I bought Gabrielle Reece's pregnancy workout dvd...she's an athlete I figured she would at least not make a stupid dvd. I chuckled at the 15 minute workout - of course I can last 15 minutes!
Joke was on me. Miss Beach Volleyball kicked my ass. I was winded after the warmup...
Joke was on me. Miss Beach Volleyball kicked my ass. I was winded after the warmup...
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