Half-marathon report

I’ve received a few emails asking how the run went. So let me tell you; it was not. fun. Not at all. Despite my honest intention to be all mellow and happy no matter how slowly I ran, I found myself getting grumpier and grumpier each time I was passed by a... Read more...'

22 hours and counting….

Oy. I have such a cold. I’ve been hacking up what is optimistically pieces of lung for three days. Tomorrow is Saturday. Three out of the five kidlets will be at slumber parties. What I should do is lie in bed until roughly Sunday at 4:00 pm, surrounded by... Read more...'

Give me a minute…

Yesterday, I had another long run. 12 miles, to be exact. It was lovely…and no, I never thought I’d hear myself say that. But it was; the morning was cool, the fall colors were glorious and Hubby ran the first two miles with me, which made for good... Read more...'

Oh, no, he din’t!

If you are friends with me on Facebook, then you’ve already heard this one, but still…. I came back from an 8 mile run this morning and hubby asked me how it went. “Okay, I guess, but it took 1:27 and I really wanted to finish in 1:20 even.”... Read more...'

Who knew?

Well, isn’t this just a kick in the head? I’m not even sure how it happened, but I’ve become someone who, when facing down a seriously mean and crabby attitude, looks over her options (liquor, chocolate, running far, far away from home…) and... Read more...'
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