House StuffThis is not a secret. We're outgrowing our house. And by "we're outgrowing," I really mean we've outgrown our house. Already. Like almost 2 years ago. 2 bedrooms in less than 1100 square feet is less than ideal for our family of 4. We've made it work, and things aren't terrible, but we would really LOVE some more space. And so began the house hunt. We've only been at it for about a month (see the timeline since my last posting), and it's been up and down like crazy. In the specific area where we are looking, any house that is remotely decent inside and even close to reasonably price has been sold in 2-3 days after being on the market. So we do a lot of looking, getting excited, and being let down. So 2 weeks ago when our offer in the PERFECT location (less than perfect house) was accepted, we were thrilled!
|The house that wasn't meant to be|
June 8th - the day of the Half Marathon - is rapidly approaching. And by rapidly, I mean it'll be here before I'm ready. I'm really doing my best to prepare for this thing! What I'm finding is that this is hard. No shit?! What's crazy is that physically, it's not all that bad. It's my head that struggles. Luckily, I've got some pretty incredible friends who are also either training or willing to run right along with me. And I don't think I could make it through these long runs without them. Here are a few shots from recent training sessions. You'll note that my mileage doesn't match what I'm telling you. For some reason the Nike app that I use and the MapMyRun app that both of my partners use aren't quite aligned to each other. MapMyRun is right on with what the Prairie Path mileage and the actual map mileage were for these runs, so it's what I'm sticking to.
|April 27th - 9 Miles with Logan |
Running the streets of Tinley Park - How can they call it a suburb?
|May 5th - 10 Miles with Meeshie|
Prairie Path run from her house to Wheaton
So my friend, Amee, asked me if I've ever had a bad run. She said it's important to get a really bad one out of the way. But I haven't. I really LOVE running with friends. I certainly could never find nearly 2 hours to chat these ladies up on the telephone - or even in person, for that matter - without one of our kids needing something. These long runs have been the most selfish and wonderful uses of my weekend mornings. That's a lie. The 10 miler was not wonderful. I had my first experience of nearly shitting myself. I've heard of this - like some kind of runner's urban legend. And if one of my girlfriends lived 3 houses east of where she lives, and if her back door hadn't been opened exactly 3 seconds after I pounded on it, and had I needed to explain why I was bursting into her quiet house at 9:00 on a Saturday morning dripping in sweat, I would have experienced it. But now I know I can do 10 miles. What's a 5K more? So far...the runs are extreme highs. And...I'm getting faster. I didn't think to pause the Nike app while having my little experience - so that time should be subtracted from this!
|Here's the end of that run, including a little cool down!|
Only 9 minutes longer than the week before.
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I fell asleep during Mad Men last night. Thanks 10 miles and then Sesame Street Live. I've got priorities, and Don Draper is waiting. So I'll leave you with a few shots of what I've been wearing over the last month. Nothing special. For the most part, the weather has been dismal, and therefore I've been trying my best to think spring!
getting to be too long!
|Night out of Whirlyball with B|
Celebrating Logan's fiance's birthday
Cardigan, shirt, and tank all Target
Jeans - Express
Boots - old
Necklace - Loft outlet
|I think it was a high of 60 this day.|
Sometimes you've just got to break out the sandals.
Long-sleeve striped t - Target
Gray T - Limited
Pants - Ann Taylor
Sandals - Rainbow
Dove Necklace - Tiffany
|Shirt that I probably should have tucked in - Old Navy|
Skirt and gray tights - Target
Necklace - Loft outlet
Boots - old
Crazy Eyes - all mine
|And the extreme high - Flowers at work from B|
We've just begun our 14th year together
I can count on one hand the times I've received flowers - and these were "just because"