Three Things Thursday

Day # 214 ~ 3.5 morning miles

Tired.

I have been tired for the past week and a half.  With all the extra activities of the holidays I am not surprised.  I do wonder if all the running-in-one-place has anything to do with it?

Not the fact that I am putting in extra miles (hello!  HBBC points!) but the fact that I am not getting outside to run.  Winter storms, wind and a sick LBM have kept me inside for 10 days now. 

I think I get something from running outside that simply moving my body in the same motion inside does not give me.

I hope tomorrow morning to finally end the running-in-one-place streak!

Trying.

I am trying to be more creative.

I made this wreath for my mom. 

Shhh!  She is my secert sister for church. 

She sews and makes quilts for new babies in the area. 

I think it needs more balls on it.

What do you think?

Timing

I had to take cat who still has no name to the vet yesterday.  Then I get a call from our sitter that LBM is complaining that his lower back hurts.  She called and told me this yesterday also however that evening he only showed the same symptoms that he has had, runny nose, coughing and flushed cheeks.  But this call she felt he needed to go to the doctor. 

I work.

But being the good mommy, I promptly called the doctor who of course wants my money felt it would be a good idea to take a look at him.  So I left work with a mountain of papers on my desk to run to the doctor.  Great I thought, I can also pick up the cat from the vet and not make a special trip.

I thought what great timing!

Of course, LBM turns out to be just fine.  A cold.  Watch his coughing, keep him hydrated, take his temp, blah blah blah.

We go to the vet.  They are just now working on cat. 

No LBM we can't see cat.  He has to spend the night.

Oh and we can't pick him up tomorrow....

by 4:30.

Great.  I work until 5:00.

What are you asking Santa for?

Sunday ~ Day # 210

This weekend was filled with a lot.

A lot of running in one place.

A lot of wind and blowing snow.

A lot of housework.

A lot of playing.

A lot of preparing.

But finally Sunday morning we did what we haven't been able to do very often lately, we took time to slow down.  After church we attended a lunch and we lingered.  We visited with friends and family.

We even had a visit from Santa!

The cousins enjoyed getting to play together.

S'ghetti girl thinks maybe she is too old to sit on Santa's nap. 

But not too old to share her wish list with him!

LBM wasn't into sitting on a guy's lap but did enjoy his present! 

And made sure to tell Santa a few things on his wish list.

Thanks Santa.

It wasn't the weekend that I thought I might have.  I had been hoping for a early anniversary gift from Hubbs.

The half marathon kind.

But I didn't hint quite hard enough.

And to be honest, I enjoyed the break

of simply running

and stopping when I wanted to.

With the holidays we all are doing more than our fair share of racing around so my next race for now will still be Seneca Greenway Trail 50k and the the Hat Run 50k both are in early March. 

On my Christmas list this year, a strong mind and tireless legs.

What are you asking Santa for?



Look for a window and not a wall

 It was a quiet weekend at home for the kids and I.

We had an unexpected loss in the family and due to the circumstances the kids and I were at home while Hubbs helped handled arrangements and attended services.

So it may seem odd that some of our running and playing took place in a graveyard but it really shouldn't.

Death is just another step in the journey we are on.  In many cases, a loved one's passing is the end of a painful struggle.  So for me this grave yard has always been a place a joy. 

A place of beauty for those who choose to allow that next step to be a window and not a wall.

Even LBM knows the happiness of that truth!

We even had our own bike-a-thon.  The winner got a cool fusebead medal!

Okay they both won their age groups.

 The kids raced and ran themselves exhausted! 

I thought about the events of the weekend while I was running this morning.

And I realized that that metaphor carries over to my running too.

I am always leaning on Him for support while I am looking for that window and praying I don't run into a wall.  Many times there have been windows that I have squeezed through and felt reengerized once I was on the other side.  Occassionally there has been a wall.  But I have always been provided with a way, a strength to overcome it. 

With Thanksgiving just days away, what is your best "you found a window" story?

Be thankful today.

Day # 197 3.5 ~ 28:20