Our little girl is now 5 months old. She is an absolute JOY.
In our house, she is called "Sophs".
Her cousin Matthew calls her "Ophie".
Whatever her name, she is beautiful and sweet.
Monday, July 26, 2010
That Which We Call A Rose
Our little girl is now 5 months old. She is an absolute JOY.
In our house, she is called "Sophs".
Her cousin Matthew calls her "Ophie".
Whatever her name, she is beautiful and sweet.
Marathon Dreams
Oh My! I have committed myself to a MARATHON!
I started running about 4 weeks after Sophie was born to help with the excess baby weight that I had gained and retained.
About 12 weeks into running I was able to complete about 4 miles without dying.
Then, a girlfriend from church told me that she wanted to train for a marathon in October and asked if I would like to train with her. I hestitantly agreed.
We started training about 3 weeks ago. We run three days a week with our long runs on Saturdays. This past Saturday we ran 12 miles.
With all of this I am learning so much about the sport and about myself. I have learned about: shoes, clothes, fuel, injuries, icing, pain, exhaustion, joy, and utter triumph.
I am feeling great and am very excited as to what I am able to accomplish.
I never, ever thought that I would be running like this.
I never, ever thought that I would enjoy running like this.
But I am.
I am 33 years old and am not a runner.
I will complete my first marathon on October 9, 2010 in Layton, Ut.
More to come...
I started running about 4 weeks after Sophie was born to help with the excess baby weight that I had gained and retained.
About 12 weeks into running I was able to complete about 4 miles without dying.
Then, a girlfriend from church told me that she wanted to train for a marathon in October and asked if I would like to train with her. I hestitantly agreed.
We started training about 3 weeks ago. We run three days a week with our long runs on Saturdays. This past Saturday we ran 12 miles.
With all of this I am learning so much about the sport and about myself. I have learned about: shoes, clothes, fuel, injuries, icing, pain, exhaustion, joy, and utter triumph.
I am feeling great and am very excited as to what I am able to accomplish.
I never, ever thought that I would be running like this.
I never, ever thought that I would enjoy running like this.
But I am.
I am 33 years old and am not a runner.
I will complete my first marathon on October 9, 2010 in Layton, Ut.
More to come...
When I Grow Up...
Jonathan had his graduation ceremony from pre-school in May 2010. I showed up and all the kids were sitting in chairs at the front of the classroom with a whole lot of parents standing in the back. Jonathan was so excited to see me he would stand up and wave over and over again.
The program began with the kids saluting the flag and reciting the Pledge of Alliegence (think Kindergarten Cop).
Then, the kids all sang a song: Red, White and Blue,
Red, White and Blue,
Our Flag, Our Flag
We Love You.
Rojo, Blanco, Azul,
Rojo, Blanco, Azul,
Mi Bandera, Mi Bandera
Yo se amo.
Finally, the teacher, Miss Sandy, had each kid come up and tell the parents what they wanted to be when they grew up. There were the typical: princess, cowboy, football player, doctor, etc.
Not Jonathan. My son proudly announced to the room that when he grew up he wanted to be a ..........................FLOWER!
What?!? A Flower?
The room broke out in laugher (it was funny). But really? A flower?
The only reason I think he said this was because the day before I had bought some hydrangeas and geraniums to plant in the backyard. Jonathan helped me dig the holes and put the plants in and covered up. He loved helping me plant the flowers. So I think that Jonathan probably meant that he wanted to do something with planting flowers. Who knows.
The program began with the kids saluting the flag and reciting the Pledge of Alliegence (think Kindergarten Cop).
Then, the kids all sang a song: Red, White and Blue,
Red, White and Blue,
Our Flag, Our Flag
We Love You.
Rojo, Blanco, Azul,
Rojo, Blanco, Azul,
Mi Bandera, Mi Bandera
Yo se amo.
Finally, the teacher, Miss Sandy, had each kid come up and tell the parents what they wanted to be when they grew up. There were the typical: princess, cowboy, football player, doctor, etc.
Not Jonathan. My son proudly announced to the room that when he grew up he wanted to be a ..........................FLOWER!
What?!? A Flower?
The room broke out in laugher (it was funny). But really? A flower?
The only reason I think he said this was because the day before I had bought some hydrangeas and geraniums to plant in the backyard. Jonathan helped me dig the holes and put the plants in and covered up. He loved helping me plant the flowers. So I think that Jonathan probably meant that he wanted to do something with planting flowers. Who knows.
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