Sunday, February 24, 2008
The Cowtown
How much fun is going to a race and running with over 3000 other people?? So much! Especially when I set a new p.r. and so did Levi! We had a blast at the Cowtown and it felt good to push hard and achieve. We didn't win any medals or anything, but Levi did come in 21st out of 279 age 8 and under boys in his age category! Amy and I were very pleased to be #'s 122 and 123 out of 705 women! A fun time was had by all, even the spectators. Isaac enjoyed sharing a giant chocolate cupcake with his Mommo and Aunt Sheila at Starbucks while they waited for us to finish. Who knows what the next race will be, but I was assured by my father-in-law that this would be the only race I'd EVER "beat" him in! Ben chimed in as well with his own challenges of speed. All I know is that I am way faster than I ever hoped to be a year ago, so it can only keep getting better! Let's hit the road!!
Friday, February 15, 2008
a quiet house
Most of the time I'm too busy to notice, but when my kids go to bed, things get really, really quiet. Tonight I've been reflective. It's a good thing to just sit and think. All too often I feel my thoughts are rushed and crammed into my day, but today I actually had, no,I TOOK the time to stop for a while. Wow, how refreshing!
Tomorrow things will pick right back up and be loud and crazy again, and that's OK. In fact, I wouldn't want it any other way. We have Isaac's last basketball game followed by the team party.
All week I've felt myself preparing for flight. It seems we're getting ready to take off into...SPRING. It really does seem to be our craziest season, even more so than Christmas. School is busy for the boys and soccer gets going again. We are so very ready for soccer!!! I don't know why we get so wound up about it, but our whole family does, at least the immediate part of our family. It is really so much fun for us to watch our kids play in games, Ben gets new ideas for the kids at practice (he's Isaac's coach), and we go to as many FC Dallas games as possible and watch everything that's actually aired on TV. Maybe we should consider moving to another country that is into soccer more so we could see more games...just a thought. ;)
We are going to run the 5K in the Cowtown next Saturday so that should be fun, especially if the weather cooperates. I've recently discovered that I CAN BE much faster than I thought I could. I don't know what that means my race will be like. I guess it depends on whether or not my fast legs show up that day! Oh well, it will be fun no matter what. It's the first race for my new running buddy Amy. What a buzz I get from running with all those people, even if 95% of them are in front of me.
I read a great quote today that I'll leave with: "We can do no great things; only small things with great love."
Tomorrow things will pick right back up and be loud and crazy again, and that's OK. In fact, I wouldn't want it any other way. We have Isaac's last basketball game followed by the team party.
All week I've felt myself preparing for flight. It seems we're getting ready to take off into...SPRING. It really does seem to be our craziest season, even more so than Christmas. School is busy for the boys and soccer gets going again. We are so very ready for soccer!!! I don't know why we get so wound up about it, but our whole family does, at least the immediate part of our family. It is really so much fun for us to watch our kids play in games, Ben gets new ideas for the kids at practice (he's Isaac's coach), and we go to as many FC Dallas games as possible and watch everything that's actually aired on TV. Maybe we should consider moving to another country that is into soccer more so we could see more games...just a thought. ;)
We are going to run the 5K in the Cowtown next Saturday so that should be fun, especially if the weather cooperates. I've recently discovered that I CAN BE much faster than I thought I could. I don't know what that means my race will be like. I guess it depends on whether or not my fast legs show up that day! Oh well, it will be fun no matter what. It's the first race for my new running buddy Amy. What a buzz I get from running with all those people, even if 95% of them are in front of me.
I read a great quote today that I'll leave with: "We can do no great things; only small things with great love."
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Taking a break
I've had this blog created for quite sometime now, but haven't had the chance to do much with it since. We are on a break between kids' sports right now, so I figured I might have a chance to get this thing going. So here goes...
Yesterday was the first Saturday that we haven't had a soccer game or two to rush off to since August, so I began thinking how great it would be to stay in my pajamas all morning and sip on my coffee slowly for a change, instead of guzzling it as I run out the door. I actually day-dreamed about this for quite sometime over the course of two or three days . I thought about how relaxing it would be to wake up slowly and then somewhere around noon, come up with a plan for the day, which might include napping through a movie on TV or a football game that I didn't really care about. I'm almost getting lost in the idea of it all right now, but that's probably because it didn't happen. Instead, I realized that if I was going to get my long run in for the week, Saturday morning was the only chance I was going to have. So when I was so gently woken up by my seven-year-old at 7:15, I just threw the covers back and heaved myself up out of the bed and out the door I went for a 10 mile run.
Since Levi was about a year old his internal alarm clock has gone off between 7 and 7:30 AM EVERY SINGLE MORNING! No matter how late he stays up or how tired he really is, his eyes just pop open. It really wouldn't be so bad, except he has the need to tell someone he's awake, and that someone is always me. Sometimes this can be a good thing. We are never late getting him to school because it's impossible to oversleep. But sometimes I really would like to see what it feels like to sleep until 7:45 or so.
I guess I'll just have to start day-dreaming about how next Saturday morning might shape up, because tomorrow is the start of the same routine that happens every week. Happy Monday!
Yesterday was the first Saturday that we haven't had a soccer game or two to rush off to since August, so I began thinking how great it would be to stay in my pajamas all morning and sip on my coffee slowly for a change, instead of guzzling it as I run out the door. I actually day-dreamed about this for quite sometime over the course of two or three days . I thought about how relaxing it would be to wake up slowly and then somewhere around noon, come up with a plan for the day, which might include napping through a movie on TV or a football game that I didn't really care about. I'm almost getting lost in the idea of it all right now, but that's probably because it didn't happen. Instead, I realized that if I was going to get my long run in for the week, Saturday morning was the only chance I was going to have. So when I was so gently woken up by my seven-year-old at 7:15, I just threw the covers back and heaved myself up out of the bed and out the door I went for a 10 mile run.
Since Levi was about a year old his internal alarm clock has gone off between 7 and 7:30 AM EVERY SINGLE MORNING! No matter how late he stays up or how tired he really is, his eyes just pop open. It really wouldn't be so bad, except he has the need to tell someone he's awake, and that someone is always me. Sometimes this can be a good thing. We are never late getting him to school because it's impossible to oversleep. But sometimes I really would like to see what it feels like to sleep until 7:45 or so.
I guess I'll just have to start day-dreaming about how next Saturday morning might shape up, because tomorrow is the start of the same routine that happens every week. Happy Monday!
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