Training

Typically this blog tends to be all about the The Boy, but I've realized that some of you might actually be interested in Sterling or me, too, so here's a little something about me! I am training for my first half marathon! I'm hopeful that if I can make it that far, then I can do a full marathon in the fall, and cross that off my list of Things To Do Before I Turn 40.

Sooo.. I have signed up for the Raleigh Rocks 1/2 Marathon on April 10th. I'm planning to run it with my neighbor, Brent, who has done this sort of thing before. Should be a totally awesome race for my first big one. There are live bands all along the course (hence the name) to help keep spirits high right when you want to just lay down and die!

So I'm officially in training! Basically, I do a few 3-4 mile runs during the week, and run a long one on the weekend, stepping it up 1 mile each time. Yesterday was my 6 mile run, which was a little weak, but I still did it! The weather was GORGEOUS, and Shelley Lake was MOBBED.. I had to dodge people left and right, and go off the trail a few times to get around people who think that it's ok to walk 4 abreast (fatheads)! Hard to complain when it's been so long since you've seen the sun, though. Technically, it's 6.75 miles if you go around it thrice, but there was definitely a cool-down and some walking, so I'm pretty sure I only ran about 6 of those miles.

It was still a tough run. Bojangles, while great for a 3 mile run, is not a good breakfast if you're running anything MORE than 3 miles! I keep reminding myself that I did that much when I did (my first!) 10K in November, so I know my body is capable... but what am I going to tell myself next week when I'm up to 7?!? Technically, that will be further than I have EVER run at one time. Time to add some new tunes to the iPhone to keep me movin', and maybe I'll eat a better breakfast! Wish me luck!

Don't grow up...

Every morning, when I drop James off at school, he gets out of the Jeep, slings that backpack over his shoulders and SKIPS into school. Without fail, regardless of the weather, he skips. Like he hasn't a care in the world and he's the happiest kid on the planet. There are alot of things he's outgrown, but when he outgrows that, I know it will make me very sad.

Gueth what we lotht today?

Another tooth! This is the 2nd tooth that's been knocked out by a girl! Mommy took care of the first one, and his buddy Maggie slid down on top of his head at the playground, taking care of the 2nd one. Poor little thing has a WICKED lithp! But, he'th exthited about the Tooth Fairy!

Resolutions

My only real resolution was to get around to posting Christmas pictures before next Christmas.

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here's a sneak peek!

Packed in like fish in a can

Poor little Mister Man is sick this week... our little buddy has the sniffles, stuffies, and a sore throat. So...there's been alot of lying around and just generally being pitiful!

He came in to snuggle with me yesterday (I should point out that James' idea of snuggling is basically wrapping every inch of his skinny little body around me like a Snuggie), and after he got wedged in, he said, "we're like fish in a can".

I said, "what? you mean a net?", and he said, "no, you know, fish in a can. like little fish in a can". It took me a minute before I got it, and asked, "do you mean sardines?", and he said, "Yes! I like sardines!". I told him "you've never had a sardine in your life, how do you know if you like them?". "Well, cats like them...Newkie likes sardines". "James, Newkie's never had a sardine, either". "Have the dogs had them?", "no".

"Oh... well we look like sardines now".

yes we do.

Funny assumptions

This is about a week late, but I keep forgetting to update this! Time has gotten away from me lately!

So about a week or so ago, we were going a bit stir crazy from the long vacation and bad weather, and I was trying to cook, while James hung out at the counter. He kept messing with stuff and asking for things, and I said, "Hey, would you like to make your OWN BUTTER?!?!". Heck yeah that boy wanted to make his own butter! So, we put some heavy whipping cream in one of my canning jars, and I set him to shaking! I figured that would keep him busy for a while and burn off a *little* energy.

We did have to trade off a few times, as his little arms got tired, but eventually it stopped sloshing and we knew we had succeeded! I opened it up to show him, and he looked at it for a sec before he said, "wow, I thought it would be square!".