Any time I read a blog post that starts off with either “I know you’ve been wondering about…” or “people have asked me..” I think that blogger is full of isht. But when you fail to write a blog post for over a month, apparently that DOES happen. Shout out to my two readers, yo Katy and Julie! So what if my only two readers are my sister and running buddy? Doesn’t bother me a bit.
So what HAVE I been up to? A whole lot of nothing! Well, that isn’t entirely true, I’ve been doing a whole lot, but nothing that seems all that exciting to write about (and then make you READ about). I was planning to write a post about being half way through Houston Marathon training, but that ship has long since sailed. Hello, only seven more weeks! I have officially been training for longer than I have left to train, and if that convoluted math makes sense to you, congratulations, you’re as much of a crazy person as I am!
So to sum up the last few weeks (months?) let’s time travel via Instagram for a fun pictorial recap!
There was Halloween, which was a big hit for both kids, which is ironic, because I am the mean mom who rarely lets them eat candy. But apparently it’s more fun to GET the candy than eat it. I’m not going to argue with that logic.
And T-Ball finally ended. See, we are all happy.
The kids did some cute, smiling stuff, so of course I had to put it on Instagram. That’s what parents do, right?
I love to bake, and have been experimenting with bread recipes. One random Sunday I baked two giant loaves of French bread, though I probably should have split them into two medium size loaves. However it made for a hilllarious photo op. At least I thought so. I used a new recipe, it was incredibly simple and easy and I will probably use it from now on. You need to make it too!
I set TWO new Personal Distance Records. To be fair though, I’m training for my first marathon, and before this my longest run was 16 miles, so many new PDRs were bound to happen.
I did the first 6 miles of this run with Alicia, and the last 10 on my own. Until this run, way back on November 2nd, I’d been doing the majority of my training with a running partner. Running alone is a completely different experience, and as of right now, I don’t have plans to run “with” anyone at Houston, so it’s probably good I’m getting in a lot of solo miles. Building that mental toughness and all.
TWENTY miles! My first 20-miler of training (and my life!) was actually scheduled to be 18 miles. I started out on my own, doing the first 11 before meeting up with a group I have done some training runs with. I paired up with another runner, who was doing 10 and I wanted to keep her company for as long as possible. The problem with running out and backs is that after 2+ hours I have very poor math skills. I ended up running out too far, and it didn’t make sense to walk for two miles because that was more painful than running. So I did my first of (now) three 20 mile runs! And it wasn’t horrible. It wasn’t sunshine and rainbows, but I managed to be pretty productive for the rest of the day and nothing hurt too much. Which is good, because it was birthday weekend
Tysen turned six on Sunday of the 20 miler weekend, so naturally I went all crazy throwing him a birthday party. And being mom of the year material, I have zero pictures from the party. I have some party prep photos, so that’s what you get!
#Proof that I should not be allowed to go to the grocery store by myself. We had a make your own sundae bar, so naturally I had to spend a ton of money buying toppings. Not pictured are the mini chocolate chips, peanut butter chips, butterscotch chips and you can just barely see the Reese’s Pieces. I’m not sure we had enough sugar.
We had a bunch of carnival games (ring toss, bean bag toss, pin the cherry on the ice cream cone and a birthday version of corn hole) with prizes, because I wasn’t sure how to entertain a bunch of five and six year old kids.
And of course, I have soooo much free time, I made up a bunch of labels for the water bottles and Gatorade.
Our house currently looks like Christmas threw up all over the inside and outside. We live in “the city of lights” so there is a lot of pressure to put 500 million tiny light bulbs all over the place. No pictures of that though, I have yet to figure out how to take a good night time picture of Christmas lights.
I promise to write a better post soon, with actual real words and a lot fewer pictures.
Full disclosure, this post was written while on some very serious cold medication. I can’t take “non-drowsy” formulas without feeling like I need to lie down and take a nap. So, there’s that. And also, I think it took over two hours to write. But since I can’t remember, due to the cold medicine, Imma just gonna have to estimate.