Hole in the Sidewalk

I got this from a book I have been reading. I know millions of people have probably read these same words....I wish I had read them sooner.

I walk down the street

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I fall in.

I am lost...I am hopeless

It isn't my fault

It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

I can't believe I'm in the same place.

But it isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in...it's a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

I WALK DOWN ANOTHER STREET.......finally

I was just thinking of all the times I have learned lessons the hard way or mistakes I've made. Hopefully now I can RUN down a new street. I'm sure there will be more streets with holes in the sidewalk along the way...but I can take these words with me and maybe learn a little quicker.

The end of November

It is almost December and I am somewhere in September. I am always surprised when December gets here and it's almost Christmas again. I don't know why I should be surprised...I mean they start shoveling it all down your throat like the day before Halloween. Don't get me wrong...I love holiday time...I just hate all the consumer-ism that goes along with it. I am no grinch. I love giving presents...meaningful gifts that mean something to the people I love. I love tradition and sharing but I hate the shopping and emphasis on buy,buy,buy. It just seems so shallow. Ba-hum-bug to all the crazy shoppers out there. I'll just sit here looking out at our sparkling Christmas lights and forget about all the madness. But god I love the smell of fresh baked Christmas cookies and the scent of the tree.

Our house is in a state of disarray right now. We've got 25 home improvement projects all going at once. Flooring in the kitchen, new sink, faucet and disposal, painting the hallway and dining room, and holes and cracks in the ceiling to be repaired. Progress is slowly being made on everything just little bits at a time. I am just hoping we can get all these projects done before Christmas gets here....because theres alot more to come this winter. The house is a small disaster but I'm not going insane yet. Yet.

Peanut is pretty close to full all out crawling and so of course she is into everything. For some reason she loves to eat paper. Just when I thought I got it all out of reach I look down to see her eating the book I am reading to her....and in a panic I am fishing a small wad of the book out of her mouth. I have been taking her on walks during the day to get her some fresh air. Today it was 28 degrees so I had her wrapped up in like a thousand layers....needless to say the fresh air zonked her out.

I am running short distances this week and doing alot of walking. Getting back into some sort of shape is my main goal right now. I lifted weights yesterday and just about fell over when I was finished. Nothing like feelin the burn. Well gotta go....time to run in the snow. Love to all.

Looking ahead

Thanksgiving was wonderful. I was so happy we got to see our friends and family and at least got to talk to those who are so far away. Lots of love to you all and we miss you already.

I have really missed blogging. I have missed the comaraderie and sweetness of it all. I just wanted to say thank you again to everyone for all your comments and support. It really makes a difference when you know there are people out there sharing in your experience. It is also motivating to see other people attaining and achieving their goals. It is like seeing a runner out on the road early in the morning.....it makes me want to get out there and do it.

I am going out running this evening after my husband gets home. I am really looking forward to the cold crisp fresh air. I can admit that I am not looking forward to all the huffing and puffing that goes along with running when you are out of shape. I am starting out one mile at a time in hopes that I can build up some endurance again. I think that once I can get out and run a good 3 miles on my own I will be ready for the jogging stroller. (which we don't have right yet but I would feel better about purchasing when I am making progress) So there you have it. Approx 370 days until the big event for next year. It feels weird to be looking at the future and wondering how it will all turn out.

I love being a mom. Every day is a new adventure for me as I watch my little bean-nut grow. I know it is so cliche but I never thought it could be such a beautiful experience. As my baby girl grows I see myself growing too. I hope that someday I will be lucky enough to have the opportunity to run with both of our girls. They are my inspiration! :)

The Beginning....

So here I am looking at a new year and preparations to train for Seattle. I hope this is the year it all comes together and I can run the distance. Tomorrow I will get out on the road and run and see how I feel. At least I ran one race this year so far and after next week I can say I ran two. It may only be a one mile Turkey Trot next week but it is something. A beginning.

I ran the Chelan 10k again this year in September with my bestest friend and it was a blast. If I can run 6 miles after hardly any training I know for sure that I have a chance with running this thing after a years worth of training. (POwer of the POsitive thinking). I am lucky to have alot of support and it makes a difference....and I want to say thank you a million.

I am looking forward to it all....the goods and bads, the uglies, the nagging pains and the euphoric moments when you feel and see that all the blood, sweat and tears (or beers) were worth it all because you know you've grown and because you tried and made it. So bottoms up to Seattle 2008. whhhhooooooooo-hooooo!

The best way to find yourself is by getting lost.....

Ok so I stole this quote from a Runners World issue. I wish I had thought of it because as I sit here now and look back upon what little life I have lived so far....I see how true that saying is.

I haven't been running much these days. Mostly it has been walks and lugging baby bean (AKA baby peanut) around in the Bjorn. I miss running. I need to get back to that place where I was when I was running almost everyday. I am a little bit cranky when I am not out there in the fresh air getting my heart rate up, breathing hard and breaking a sweat. It's just a part of my life that has been part of my life since I was in the 6th grade. I am a distance runner. I thrive off of enduring the endurance of it all.

I am a little lost right now. I think because I am adjusting to motherhood and very little sleep these days. I have become a little sluggish....I'll admit....a little lazy even. It took me a while to slide down that slope and I didn't really see the truth of it all until the other day. I realized that I am going to be 36 next year and that I have a little more then a year to train for the Seattle Marathon. I honestly am tired of talking and dreaming about it. I want to accomplish this for me. When I was in my early 20's I always thought that I would have run the big 26 by the time I was 36. I dunno why in my mind I chose that age but I do know that I live my life by the rule of 9's so maybe it has something to do with that.

So here I sit. I have been lost during other times in my life....and I came out a stronger person for it. It's just a matter of calming myself down and focusing hard on my surroundings and listening to what my intuition/gut/heart/ID is saying to me.

So heres to getting lost....and finding me all over again. It may be a long run.....but I am up to the challenge.