Thursday, February 17, 2011

Valentine's Day

As mentioned, I was pretty sore from the long run on Sunday, and ice skating. Zori came up at about 3:30 in the morning to sleep with us after she had a bad dream. This does not happen very often, so we just let her be. When my alarm went off at 4:30 though, I wasn't feeling too well-rested. With Zori's feet in my back, though, there was no reason to just lay there. I made my way to the bathroom to gear up, when I saw something on the puke-excellent, welcome Monday Morning. Thankfully, Jason is more anal than me, so he got up to help clean it up, too. I finally made it down to the treadmill but was in no mood to run. I called it quits after 2 miles, but figured it was better than nothing. The end of the day was better, I actually got a chest work out in.
And nothing says I love you like heart shaped meatloaf :)

Up and Running

Finally after taking a full week off due to my cold, I ran! Since it felt good, I decided to run 10 miles on Sunday. All went well. Then Natia had a birthday party at an ice skating rink. I decided to take Zoriana, too, so that she could go ice skating.
Natia wanted little to do with me after a while, but her friends still let me assist them. Zoriana was a natural and FAST! We had a lot of fun.
Needless to say, I was sore from my top to bottom the next day. I could really feel it in my biceps and shoulders from hanging on to the girls for their dear lives. Luckily, there were no spills on my part so the dupa was spared!

Cold Morning

Although I have lived in this area for a while now, I am still not familiar with getting around. The good thing is, I can follow directions, and because of the Lake, I usually know where east is. Last Friday, while walking out of the parking garage, on my way to a training, I saw the former Pabst Brewery all around me. It was sub-zero, so this was the only picture I took. I sent it to Jason immediately after getting inside, letting him know I thought of his homebrewing self bright and early that morning, oh yeah, and that I didn't get lost.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Packers, woot, woot! Sick, ugh!

What a surreal moment, who would have thought the beaten down Packers would have pulled through to win the Super Bowl. Even though James Jones made a mistake or two, I still love him. Although I was ecstatic while watching the Green Bay Packers take back the trophy to Titletown, I was t-i-r-e-d the next morning. I knew I would be up past my bedtime Sunday night, so planned not to do a morning run, but save it for after school. When I woke up my throat was a little scratchy. Nothing to get excited about I was screaming at the tv after all. However by the end of the day, I had slight chills and the onset of a cold. Again, not too surprised since Zori and Jason have been fighting a nasty cold for around a week. Fast forward to Wednesday morning, I haven't run all week...and that is frustrating. It's one thing not to run because you are not wanting to, or being lazy. I hate having to take time off when I don't want to. Makes you appreciate how much you love it and count on it to feel "normal". I will give myself credit though, normally I won't take the time off, and try to run anyway, figuring it's just a cold. This time I'm hoping I'm back to business quickly, hmmm...maybe tonight after my book club?!?!
P.S. This is my school book club where we read Native books, tonight we are discussing The Lesser Blessed. Can't wait to see what my coworkers thought of this book.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Lesser Blessed

Wow. This book will definitely give you something to think about after finishing reading it. Billed as a coming of age novel, it's darker with problems that the character faces that are beyond the the typical teenage experience. Although it is fill with smoking, drinking, drugs, lust, and sex it delves into abuse that had spiraled out of control for Larry in the past. To say I enjoyed it would be truthful, although it seems to jump at times, and you had to keep track of what was happening when. My hope after reading this book is the message that the past does not define you, it can not control you, and it is up to you to make your future a good one.

Blizzard Blessings

My favorite quote of the day from Running in the USA (here): You might be a runner if... you have the aerobic stamina to shovel 2 feet of snow, but you have the upper body strength of an 8 year old girl.

For once, the hype actually lived up to the storm. On Tuesday afternoon we released school 30 minutes early. Staff had to stay until 3:15 so that was only 15 minutes early. Natia and Zori were released 15 minutes early, so I was ready for them when they got off the bus. I knew we were canceled for Wednesday so we were looking forward to a great snow day at home. I wanted to run, but decided to wait until my day home to do a longer run.
Glad I waited. When we woke up (Zori decided 5:30 was still a great time for a snow day), they had declared a civil emergency. That meant Daddy would stay home, too.
I went down to the treadmill after seeing some man on the news who was out for a run in the blizzard, he has ran every day for 29 years!!! That inspired me...I ran 7 miles, walked for a minute or two and thought, hey I feel good, let's do another 2 more to round out the weekly miles to an even number. So I did.
It took Daddy 2 hours to snow blow the driveway, we got our homework out of the way during that time. After lunch we went out to play.

Natia peeking out of the fort we made. Mommy and Zori had to go in, too!

Snow days are fun, but can tire everyone out. These two have been fighting a cold, so it was good for them to be home.

Then to my surprise it was announced that MPS was going to be closed tomorrow. We are a private school where I work, but usually follow MPS, the texting between my coworkers ensured until we received official word that we'd be closed again.

o after dropping the girls off, I made return to Walmart, finished my book (more on that) for school book club, and got a 6 mile run in on the treadmill. I'm looking forward to the rest of the day to lounge a bit to a nice quiet house. Ahhh what a blessed two days of home-bound bliss.