<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753</id><updated>2012-01-24T21:39:36.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing it for the kids</title><subtitle type='html'>A record of my endeavors to stay healthy so that I can live long enough to see my great-grandchildren, and to prove to the world that there was a reason for my madness...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>398</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5134636512224076948</id><published>2009-08-11T23:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:52:59.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer doing it JUST for the kids</title><content type='html'>That's right.  The truth is out.  I am no longer running Just for the kids.  I am running for me.  Selfish as it might be, it is the truth.  The added benefit is that I hope to be around long enough to see my great-grandchildren, but in the meantime, I will be running and seeking the Truth for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am closing this blog as I have decided to chronicle my entire journey in &lt;a href="http://www.runningtohim.blogspot.com"&gt;one blog&lt;/a&gt; rather than two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you decide to visit!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runningtohim.blogspot.com"&gt;Running Towards Him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5134636512224076948?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5134636512224076948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5134636512224076948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5134636512224076948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5134636512224076948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-longer-doing-it-just-for-kids.html' title='No longer doing it JUST for the kids'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-882760402955307550</id><published>2009-08-01T12:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:24:35.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Soup</title><content type='html'>Another week of low mileage for this wanna-be ultra marathoner!  A wonderful spasm in my neck presented itself on Monday morning and hung until until, well, it really hasn't left yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, a few sessions using my pink rubber ball and some stretching seems to have it under control, so I felt like I could get a run in today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what the problem was with my legs today.  They felt dead.  I've been off for a week.  They should have felt rested, and yet, I couldn't pick them up.  Cut two miles off the run just to get home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I felt very similar.  Not sure what the problem is.  Maybe it is running alone that is getting to me.  I tend to push myself harder when I am running with others, but I am on a quest to learn how to run solo.  That will be my most difficult challenge as a face my first 100 miler.  Aside from the obvious physical demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that I am a bit frustrated with myself.  Ever since my DNF at Hell's Hills, I've been in a slump.  Thought I was ok with everything surrounding that event and I don't regret my decision to DNF, but I have noticed that the motivation is lacking, the excuses are getting more and more frequent to not run.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where this will lead me, but for now, I will just keep slugging through and try to come out of this funk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-882760402955307550?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/882760402955307550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=882760402955307550' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/882760402955307550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/882760402955307550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/08/running-in-soup.html' title='Running in Soup'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7280062277047454920</id><published>2009-07-22T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:50:59.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Woes</title><content type='html'>It appears that my new "what a great deal" trail shoes may not be such a great deal after all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I found a pair of Asics Trail Attacks for a steal.  I purchased them online and was quite pleased with the fit upon delivery.  I've worn them for a few shorter runs and this past weekend, wore them on their longest run yet of 12 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed a few weird "aches" on the run, but didn't give it much thought until the following day.  I noticed that the balls of my feet were very sore and my knees, which I've never had trouble with, have both been sore.  In fact, both knees feel quite inflamed and as a result, I've been reluctant to run on them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the shoes are responsible for this as I did nothing else different.  The shoes have a metal plate in the sole for added protection which I will need on the Cactus Rose course.  I am now on the hunt for a new pair of shoes.  Just what my husband wants to hear.  Another pair of shoes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been suggested that I try the Vasque Blur.  And they make a pretty red color...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7280062277047454920?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7280062277047454920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7280062277047454920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7280062277047454920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7280062277047454920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoe-woes.html' title='Shoe Woes'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8990145829743094256</id><published>2009-07-19T13:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:32:45.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SmNl9FdBJNI/AAAAAAAABgM/ho4H6zWz5AU/s1600-h/dirty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SmNl9FdBJNI/AAAAAAAABgM/ho4H6zWz5AU/s320/dirty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360240081611334866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice little run through the woods can do so much for the soul!  I love the dirt!  Being able to come off the trail covered in dirt like this is a thrill that I suppose only other dirt lovers can appreciate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8990145829743094256?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8990145829743094256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8990145829743094256' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8990145829743094256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8990145829743094256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-day.html' title='A New Day!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SmNl9FdBJNI/AAAAAAAABgM/ho4H6zWz5AU/s72-c/dirty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7057432407702994854</id><published>2009-06-30T23:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:50:45.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Reflection</title><content type='html'>I am beginning to notice that my evolution as a runner is similar to that of my spiritual life.  Of course the two are tied deeply together, as they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming more aware of the onion effect.  As I move along the running trails of life, another layer of the onion peels away and a new skin is revealed.  This skin  is beautiful, shiny, and does not come to the surface without it's share of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am discovering that running, for me, is becoming less and less social, and more and more internal.  Perhaps this has much to do with the distances that I am challenging myself with, perhaps I am just becoming a crotchety old lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I naturally crave the company of others, at times to a fault.  I will choose to spend time with those I around me when I feel I could benefit more from spending time in the classroom of silence where the true-self is exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love running with others.  I love the way that we can push one another, encourage one another, and inspire one another.  This is a very important aspect to what we do.  But I am discovering another layer which has begun to emerge.  I need to be able to run alone.  I need to become self-reliant and not look for validation from those around me.  I need to truly reach my goals on my own, for my own reasons, and as a result of my own blood, sweat, and tears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to glean information from others, especially those who have done that which I hope to do someday.  However, in the end, it is just going to be me crossing that finish line.  No one thing that any one else does will get my feet to move one after the other, in beautiful synchopy until the race is done.  No one else will be able to pull the strength from the pit of my guts to press on when it is the last thing I want to do.  There is only One who can do this with me; for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must honor that blessing with the gift of my attention.  Being ready and willing to listen to what He is trying to tell me, to teach me.  And while I do believe that He works through others, sometimes, the best place to learn about what He wants us to know about ourselves, what He is calling us to, is in His classroom of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look forward to more intense training for the upcoming fall season, my challenge will be to look inward instead of outward, yet not be afraid to ask for help if needed.  I hope to realize my limitations, embrace them, and push myself through them.  I intend to pray as though it all relies on God (which it does), yet work as though it only depends on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I may take this blog private.  It has never been a place for me to boast or brag and I pray that it has not become that, but I have this nagging suspicion that perhaps the "validation card" which I need to learn to live without, may creep in through this forum.  I may also decide to leave well enough alone and just post race reports from time to time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever may come, only He knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7057432407702994854?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7057432407702994854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7057432407702994854' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7057432407702994854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7057432407702994854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-for-reflection.html' title='Time for Reflection'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4204908866077487681</id><published>2009-06-26T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:13:33.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pace?  What's Pace?</title><content type='html'>I'll be trying to find my current pace tomorrow at RTW.  Haven't run a hard 5K in quite sometime, so I am curious to see what I can do tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending happy feet vibes to everyone running races this weekend, especially Adrienne in the Polish Pickle and Rick at Western States!  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4204908866077487681?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4204908866077487681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4204908866077487681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4204908866077487681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4204908866077487681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/06/pace-whats-pace.html' title='Pace?  What&apos;s Pace?'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2831241599369241059</id><published>2009-06-24T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:53:27.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>106 at 6</title><content type='html'>That was the heat index tonight as I readied myself for my first track workout in almost a year.  Crazy.  But I was happy to be going!  Why?  Because I noted that the humidity was at a mere 31%!  That is unheard of around here, so though it was hot, it was a nice dry heat and I enjoyed the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ran last night in similar temps, but my bad attitude had the better of me and I never noticed how hot it was.  I was too busy ruminating on the thoughts running through my mind.  A fast run was exactly what I needed to reset my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to decide upon my fall race schedule.  I am going to run just a few races this next year, so I'd like to pick some that will prove to be very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that I would really like to be able to participate in is &lt;a href="http://www.shadowofthegiants50k.com/"&gt;The Shadow of the Giants.&lt;/a&gt;  It is only a 50K, but the beautiful scenery and the fact that my family could travel with me and enjoy a vacation at the same time makes the run very enticing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in recovery mode since my DNF at Rocky Hill.  I feel good and I am ready to get into some consistent training.  I've been pretty consistent with my cross-training (weights, ab work, cycling) which I've been doing in the garage.  It is not very fancy, but it is perfect for what I am trying to accomplish.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really love to be able to feel comfortable in the pool.  At this point, I do not have access to one, so that makes it a tad more challenging.  I may look into the pools in the area to see what would best fit my schedule.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a summer full of healthy training!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2831241599369241059?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2831241599369241059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2831241599369241059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2831241599369241059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2831241599369241059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/06/106-at-6.html' title='106 at 6'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5105328980679083492</id><published>2009-06-15T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:10:10.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell's Hills DNF Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SjcbBy3iNmI/AAAAAAAABfY/moPcOUf5nwk/s1600-h/n631420605_1829868_3319786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SjcbBy3iNmI/AAAAAAAABfY/moPcOUf5nwk/s320/n631420605_1829868_3319786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347772800174274146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the last minute, the decision was made to go ahead and make the trek back to Rocky Hill Ranch and try to take revenge on the newly dubbed, "Hell's Hills".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to forgo a hotel and sleep at &lt;a href="http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/spdest/findadest/parks/buescher/"&gt;Buescher State Park.&lt;/a&gt;  We figured we could throw the air mattress in the back of the Nerd Herder and grab a good night's sleep in the crisp cool air.  Unfortunately, we did not think about the occurrence of mosquitoes.  While it was quite comfortable temperature-wise, we did need to keep the windows down and this allowed the bugs in.  They rather enjoyed buzzing in our ears most of the night.  This went perfectly with the air mattress which refused to provide any real feeling of comfort.  I ended up curling into the front seat and I was just about asleep, our neighbors decided it was time to PAR-TAY!  Thanks.  Zero sleep and still undecided upon which distance to run, either the 50K or the 50 miler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 am, I gave up, readied myself for the start line and headed over to Rocky Hill Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 50 miler was slated to begin at 5:00 am.  I was originally registered for it, but in my more sane moments, taking the heat into consideration and my lack of heat-training thanks to the wonderful cooler spring that we have enjoyed, I thought it would be best to drop down to the 50K, enjoy the day, and still have time left over to spend with Mark.  I had fully intended to sign in and let Joe (the RD) know that I was going with the 50K distance instead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was signed in, Joe said hello and as I went to mention that I was going to change my distance, we were interrupted by others signing in.  Being half-asleep, and mostly insane, I just walked off and said to myself, Oh, well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found Mark, he asked if I told Joe that I was going to change my distance, when I told him what happened, he just shook his head and then I heard "GO!" in classic Joe-style.  Instead of just hanging back and letting him know my decision, I started running...dumb, I know, but it is what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began the first 16.7 mile loop feeling good, tired but good.  I ran strong and probably went out too fast, though I tried to remind myself to conserve, conserve, conserve.  I drank often and enough to stay well-hydrated.  I also made sure to consume enough along the way as this race was mostly a water-only aid station race.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came in at 3:25 on my first loop and told Mark that I anticipated coming in at about 4.5 hours the second loop, given the heat, fatigue, etc.  It was already pretty warm and I was feeling very tired.  The first 5 miles of the second loop felt like it was 10 miles long.  The second 5 miles felt better.  About 3 miles from the end of the second loop, I started to decline quickly.  It was extremely hot, and it seemed as though I was spending a lot of time looking for shade to stay in, even in the woods.  There were also extended periods of time out in the open field which, for me, was the worst part.  I am not a "sun" person.  I am very fair and burn easily, even with sunblock.  This is probably why I enjoy trail running as much as I do as I do not enjoy doing runs in the direct sunlight.  I know this is something I need  to work on in my training and this race gave me the perfect opportunity to learn that lesson!  The last 45 minutes or so of this loop I felt like there was no way I could do the loop again.  I was exhausted, hot, dizzy, and beginning to see things.  &lt;br /&gt;As I came in from the second loop, I felt like I had been out for over 5 or 6 hours.  As it turns out, I finished the second loop in 4 hours and 20 minutes.  Not bad as far as time is concerned.  &lt;br /&gt;I was extremely over-heated and Mark informed me that I was sunburned.  I tried cooling down with ice and water and even downed my Mexican Coke to see if I could regain some mojo.  I set myself up to go out on the third loop and as I stood up to go, I felt very dizzy.  I had no energy at all.  I told Mark that I was not going to run the third loop.  He agreed that I should stop.  One lady even said to me...'Run smart."  I've heard that phrase before, and thought I knew what it meant, but it's true meaning was yet to be comprehended by me.  I walked to Joe (the RD) and told him that I was dropping.  I told him I didn't have it in me to finish.  He talked with me a bit and suggested that I try.  I had 7.5 hours to finish the last loop and thought that I could finish it even if I walked the whole thing.  I sat with that for a minute and then told Mark I was going to give it a go.  &lt;br /&gt;Stupid.  I know.  I can hear you say it.  But in the end, I believe it was a good decision because I learned so much about who I am and what I am doing in the next hour.  &lt;br /&gt;As I headed out, the sun burning me even more, the fluids running dry quickly, I knew there was no way that I would be able to finish the final loop.  I began to tell myself to just make it to the next aid station and then decide what to do next.  About 2 miles into the loop, I was not able to run anymore.  I couldn't lift my legs.  The roots were beginning to transform into lizards.  My left eye was going black, and I was talking to myself.  My recently filled cold liquids were no longer cold.  The ice was all melted, and my bandana that I had filled with ice and wrapped around my neck was completely dry...2 miles in.  I thought about the fact that I might pass out and I wasn't sure anyone was behind me.  I thought about laying out there until someone decided to look for me and I wasn't so sure that I would make it very long.  &lt;br /&gt;I stood in the woods and talked with a tree..."Should I go on or turn around?!"  The tree refused to weigh in on the subject.  I thought of my children and the fact that the next morning I was going to have to be ready to be mom again and if I was laying somewhere lost or in a hospital, or worse, because of a RUN?!  Decision made. The "Run Smart" advice was taken to heart and with a whole new meaning.  I turned around, walked back to the start line and am proud that I did.&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much on this run.  If I had had the sense to tell Joe that I wanted to drop down, I would have had a great 50K!  Instead, I ran about 39 miles in 8 hours and experienced things that I can learn from that I might never have had the chance to learn any other time.  &lt;br /&gt;I did find out later that the temps went over 98 degrees.  Final lesson learned...No long races in heat like that!  At least not for awhile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5105328980679083492?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5105328980679083492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5105328980679083492' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5105328980679083492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5105328980679083492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/06/hells-hills-dnf-report.html' title='Hell&apos;s Hills DNF Report'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SjcbBy3iNmI/AAAAAAAABfY/moPcOUf5nwk/s72-c/n631420605_1829868_3319786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-955957502547542588</id><published>2009-05-31T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:44:24.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May Training...NOT!</title><content type='html'>In spite of running &lt;a href="http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/05/hogs-hunt-2009.html"&gt;Hog's Hunt&lt;/a&gt; this month, training has been close to nil. With birthdays, holidays, volleyball games, First Communions, Confirmations, Prom, and Graduations happening, running took a back burner this month, as it should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love running and the peace it brings me. When I feel myself becoming stressed because I can not find the time to run, I need to re-examine what I am doing. Believe it or not, I think I am finally beginning to find balance with running and the rest of life.  Going into my third season of running, I am able to see that if I need to forgo a run here or there, it won't kill my training.  In fact, several off weeks won't kill my training either.  Mind you, I am not winning any races here, not even close, but I am gaining so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I possibly complain about my family obligations taking up my running time?  I am so blessed to have this family!  What's more, they support my running, my quest for health and fitness, and put up with my madness.  Everything from having to check out the new shoes reviews, to running in thunderstorms, to eating "interesting" new "healthy" recipes that don't involve any type of meat... etc.  I have the very best crew behind me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as with everything in my world, there is a season for all.  This May has been a season of celebrations!  And how fortunate am I that I can celebrate with the ones I love.  The trails aren't going anywhere anytime soon, and I'll be back at it in no time, training hard for those fall races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moment...it's really all we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-955957502547542588?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/955957502547542588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=955957502547542588' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/955957502547542588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/955957502547542588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-trainingnot.html' title='May Training...NOT!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5753079786316653567</id><published>2009-05-16T20:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:57:05.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hog's Hunt 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQL5sYIi2I/AAAAAAAABfQ/hvZsTDwD7Cs/s1600-h/DSCN1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQL5sYIi2I/AAAAAAAABfQ/hvZsTDwD7Cs/s320/DSCN1077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337904544133712738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day, what a day!  Today was my second running of the Hog's Hunt 50K and I had intended to attempt to PR, however with the heat I was expecting, this morning I made the decision to go out slow and relaxed and see how it went.  If I could maintain the same time as last year, I would be happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQLKFHnvKI/AAAAAAAABfA/5L1qzGLOV0Q/s1600-h/hogs+hunt+2009+tandk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQLKFHnvKI/AAAAAAAABfA/5L1qzGLOV0Q/s320/hogs+hunt+2009+tandk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337903726141619362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first loop started a few minutes late which was nice because I didn't need to carry my light with me.  I tossed it back into my bag and realized that I didn't have my Garmin on.  I looked and looked for it, but was not able to find it.  Hopefully, I'll get some good news from Paul Stone, the RD, about one being turned in, but if not, all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Bill met Tiffany and I at the park and set up TWRC tent.  It means so much to have a friendly, smiling face cheering us on.  Pat, Sarah, Barbara, Susan, and others were there as well.  Always great to see such wonderful folks enjoying the day in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started on the 1st loop and for the first 2.5 miles, my calves felt as though they were cement.  I've noticed on my last few runs, they have been especially tight and no amount of stretching seems to help.  The only thing that loosens them up is a brisk walk/jog combination.  Once they are warm, everything else seems to be working well.  We settled into a nice run, walking the uphills and running the down and straight-aways.  We ran into Norman along the way and he helped keep our minds off of the heat by talking to us as we traversed the trails.  I noticed that Tiffany was struggling a bit, and we walked more to help her catch her breath.  It was very hot, and getting hotter, not to mention the humidity.  We would really have appreciated a little rain out there to things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the pleasure of seeing Adrienne sail past us on her way to claim 1st female, 3rd overall, AND PR her 25K time by 6 mins!  This woman is amazing!  Way to go Adrienne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 3rd aid station (all of which were fantabulous!) I got too far ahead of Norman and Tiffany and finished the first loop in 3:10.   I waited for them to come in because I wanted to be sure that Tiffany was ok.  They came in and Tiffany told me to go on without her.  I only agreed to do so because Norman said that he would stay with her.  I NEVER want to leave anyone out there on their own.   Thankfully, Norman stuck with Tiffany all the way through and they both finished a very tough race!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second loop was interesting as I have never really run a race on my own.  I felt horribly guilty for about 5 or 6 miles and then I saw Norman and Tiffany on the out and back and they looked good.  From that point on, I ran the rest of my race, calling on the reserves that I had tucked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second aid station (7 Hills!!!) I felt a slump hitting me.  I began walking all up hills again and slammed down a double dose of S-caps and Gu.  It seemed to do the trick as I was able to make it to the 3rd aid station feeling good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I hit the Nature Center, the kind gentleman reminded me that I had only 9/10ths of a mile left.  That 9/10ths felt like 10 miles!  Again, I walked the uphills and then sprinted in for a strong finish.  I came in at 6:34 which was a PR for me by 5 minutes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQLKTnDQ9I/AAAAAAAABfI/EMEd-Ym8Gic/s1600-h/hogs+hunt+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQLKTnDQ9I/AAAAAAAABfI/EMEd-Ym8Gic/s320/hogs+hunt+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337903730031543250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I cooled down, I had the pleasure of meeting Richard in person, talking with Robin K, and Coach Bill.  I also visited a short while with the WF Trail folks.  They were enjoying a well-deserved picnic after they finished their race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day to be out there, albeit a bit warm.  I truly believe I felt as good as I did because of a few factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I made sure I slept no less than 6 or 7 hours every night this week.  For those of you who really know me, you know that this is a feat unto itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I ate well, especially yesterday.  I find that I do well with a balanced protein/carb dinner the night before.  Not too many carbs as that tends to make me feel sluggish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Consistently taking in the Succeed caps every 30 mins.  Not being afraid to double up when I could tell I needed it.  I also Gu'd at about every 5 - 6 mile interval.  Without the watch this was hard to really track, but I used the aid stations as a guide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great motivator for today's race.  My friend Kelly who is still battling cancer.  At every moment when I thought it was "too tough"  I prayed for Kelly.  I can't tell you how much this simple act of offering up my tiny struggle helps get me through the next mile, the next minute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next is possibly Hell's Hills aka Revenge of the Trail Nerds.  Then I'll be focusing on more intensive training to get ready for the fall season.  Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5753079786316653567?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5753079786316653567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5753079786316653567' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5753079786316653567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5753079786316653567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/05/hogs-hunt-2009.html' title='Hog&apos;s Hunt 2009!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/ShQL5sYIi2I/AAAAAAAABfQ/hvZsTDwD7Cs/s72-c/DSCN1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8518286425534250275</id><published>2009-05-10T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:47:27.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day aka Running with the Skeeters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SgcSg9ZjPSI/AAAAAAAABdo/BsGn1xJvqjo/s1600-h/DSCN0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SgcSg9ZjPSI/AAAAAAAABdo/BsGn1xJvqjo/s320/DSCN0840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334252641090485538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great Mother's Day Weekend!  Yesterday I was able to run 13 of my planned 20 miles.  I had to cut it a bit short so that we could get to Lem's Volleyball game at 8:30.  Kind of funny that getting up and out the door at 5 am isn't quite early enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lem's opponents did not show, so it was a win in their column.  It's been so exciting watching these girls evolve from beginner players to where they are now.  Most had never played before 6 months ago and now they are a true force to be reckoned with.  Lem is loving the game, and I love watching her play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on tap for me was a wonderful brunch with my dear friend, J.  She is an amazing woman and any time I can spend with her I am so grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a bit of shopping which is something I don't normally partake in, but since my clothes are not fitting anymore and my children are beginning to liken me to a bag lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a big deal in our home.  We have been working up to this one for quite some time now.  I purchased a night light a few days ago and we were just waiting for that "perfect" night to start.  Boo is a wonderful little boy, but he has not put himself to sleep, ever.  We love the snuggle time with him, so really, it is our own doing that some nights he is up at even 11:00!  The time has come for him to get onto a normal sleep schedule beginning with him putting himself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark read a story to him and then placed him into his bed.  I'm sure that each of you could hear the screams that immediately ensued.  We braced ourselves for a good 30 minutes to an hour of the unbearable parent call of the wild, but were blessed with only 15 - 20 minutes of it.   Ahhhh.... let's see if this holds up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark then proceeded to begin making the lasagna for tonight's festivities.  Not only is it Mother's Day, but it is also the celebration of Mark's birthday and Fish will be making his First Holy Communion!  It smells heavenly.  I did try to make it healthier with turkey instead of ground beef, whole wheat noodles, and organic sauces.  The verdict will be in tonight after Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I set out to finish the last of my 20 that I didn't get in yesterday.  I ended up putting another 11 miles on the feet and though it was hot, humid and generally miserable out there, I enjoyed the run.  I must be insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I stopped at the water fountain and was immediately attacked by several skeeters.  How quickly I was reminded that in Texas, you can't stop running, ever.  Your own personal "coaches" will be on you quicker than you can say, "OFF!"    They do tend to push one into a tempo run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only saw one snake today, and it had been brutally killed.  Not pretty.  Neither was the dog deposit that some wonderful soul left on the path for us all to see.  Thanks for that.  I place you right up there with the "runners" that drop their gel litter along the way.  Your footprint has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I arrived home, my children were awake and preparing my favorite breakfast for me, French Toast!  I also indulged in a few strips of bacon which I usually try to avoid.  But hey, it's Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we celebrate our Mother's today, I can't help but think of mine.  Though she is no longer with us here on earth, knowing she is waiting at the feet of Jesus for me to come home leaves me with a peaceful, joyful spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who have lost your beloved Moms, I know that feeling of  our earthly sorrow.  I pray that we can call on the wonderful memories of the ones who gave us the gift of life and then take the time to truly honor a special woman in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8518286425534250275?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8518286425534250275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8518286425534250275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8518286425534250275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8518286425534250275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-aka-running-with.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day aka Running with the Skeeters!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SgcSg9ZjPSI/AAAAAAAABdo/BsGn1xJvqjo/s72-c/DSCN0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6106139344556389282</id><published>2009-05-03T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:08:40.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Place</title><content type='html'>I've been getting some consistent mileage in and with the addition of the boot camp class, the core work is coming along.  I find myself getting out of bed earlier and craving the exercise sessions even after completing them for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up and thought I had missed class, had students waiting at the door, and missed the washer repairman.   Then I realized it wasn't Monday... thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though the humidity has returned.  Time to get back to business with the heat training.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we ate dinner at our church in celebration of Altar Server Appreciation.  Attempting to run afterwards was probably not the smartest decision I made.  I got about 2 miles in and realized that dinner was wanting to re-visit.  I still put the miles in (6) but it was a slow and slower run/walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide if I am running Hogs Hunt or not.  I am certainly ready for it, but with hectic schedules at home, mid-May for this race is very poor timing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge of the Trail Nerds is planned for June 6th.  I will hopefully be able to make that trip.  If not, it looks like my next race could be in October.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should give me a nice solid summer of training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6106139344556389282?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6106139344556389282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6106139344556389282' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6106139344556389282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6106139344556389282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-in-place.html' title='Running in Place'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6362336217388838779</id><published>2009-04-22T22:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:20:35.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Se_eMX3YKiI/AAAAAAAABdg/iaLoUahKVCI/s1600-h/fireflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Se_eMX3YKiI/AAAAAAAABdg/iaLoUahKVCI/s320/fireflies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327721188348668450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of Earth Day, some of the Trail Nerds headed out for a run in the woods.  Nice pace, nice conversation.  We ran til we couldn't see anymore and since we were celebrating Earth Day, we didn't pack lights as to avoid light pollution.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an extra treat, we were able to see a few fireflies!  I think I even ate a few...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6362336217388838779?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6362336217388838779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6362336217388838779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6362336217388838779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6362336217388838779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day.html' title='Earth Day'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Se_eMX3YKiI/AAAAAAAABdg/iaLoUahKVCI/s72-c/fireflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6991974638515593206</id><published>2009-04-22T21:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:55:24.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Hill Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgjPFaKI/AAAAAAAABbw/m8HVObqlVEk/s1600-h/2895_1127696078155_1399797629_329825_8106998_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgjPFaKI/AAAAAAAABbw/m8HVObqlVEk/s320/2895_1127696078155_1399797629_329825_8106998_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326468091742611618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first road-trip for the Tejas Trail Nerds was full of fun and good times, but unfortunately not a lot of trails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiKS4NoCI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Dx27Uzi6SXs/s1600-h/DSCN0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiKS4NoCI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Dx27Uzi6SXs/s320/DSCN0939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326458913301569570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky Hill Ranch was canceled shortly after the start secondary to a dangerous storm cell that moved through the area.  Smithville had been the recipient of about 12 inches of rain with a high amount of lightening strikes and even a few tornadoes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NWr_ByI/AAAAAAAABdI/H70ks6e6ZNU/s1600-h/2959_512635492996_79500141_30553857_1375223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NWr_ByI/AAAAAAAABdI/H70ks6e6ZNU/s320/2959_512635492996_79500141_30553857_1375223_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326479856584558370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An email from Joe Prusaitis explained that the roads had been washes away and he was still unable to get his equipment out from the trail.  He has dubbed Rocky Hill with a new name... &lt;a href="http://www.tejastrails.com/RockyHillRanch.html"&gt;Hell's Hills&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setqg-u-sEI/AAAAAAAABb4/fzmF8a1Zens/s1600-h/2895_1127696158157_1399797629_329827_8191812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setqg-u-sEI/AAAAAAAABb4/fzmF8a1Zens/s320/2895_1127696158157_1399797629_329827_8191812_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326468099124146242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This is the road leading to the trail head...washed away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rescheduled run has been set for June 6, 2009.  Check the &lt;a href="http://www.tejastrails.com/"&gt;Tejas Trails website&lt;/a&gt; for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetybP-P9uI/AAAAAAAABcI/t2WpZJkVYns/s1600-h/3281_1117891714835_1453264169_296499_5798172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetybP-P9uI/AAAAAAAABcI/t2WpZJkVYns/s320/3281_1117891714835_1453264169_296499_5798172_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326476796765402850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Doesn't he look happy!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiI4NnUpI/AAAAAAAABa4/LznuDW9k_Rs/s1600-h/DSCN0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiI4NnUpI/AAAAAAAABa4/LznuDW9k_Rs/s320/DSCN0928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326458888963707538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camp Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of how much we were able to run or not able to run, CAMP AWESOME was a great experience and set the precedence for many future adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setqg0R49zI/AAAAAAAABcA/Gj-Pa4TyyqQ/s1600-h/2959_512635308366_79500141_30553836_618535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setqg0R49zI/AAAAAAAABcA/Gj-Pa4TyyqQ/s320/2959_512635308366_79500141_30553836_618535_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326468096317781810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setybbsq3DI/AAAAAAAABcg/5LqwIPgiRQk/s1600-h/3281_1117892314850_1453264169_296504_8129936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setybbsq3DI/AAAAAAAABcg/5LqwIPgiRQk/s320/3281_1117892314850_1453264169_296504_8129936_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326476799912893490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setybc8n_cI/AAAAAAAABcY/C0Nn6saGXlQ/s1600-h/2959_512635348286_79500141_30553844_1569445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Setybc8n_cI/AAAAAAAABcY/C0Nn6saGXlQ/s320/2959_512635348286_79500141_30553844_1569445_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326476800248249794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Eats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgQvjd8I/AAAAAAAABbg/DoQ-a72UJr4/s1600-h/2895_1127695838149_1399797629_329819_3826323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgQvjd8I/AAAAAAAABbg/DoQ-a72UJr4/s320/2895_1127695838149_1399797629_329819_3826323_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326468086778525634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Glutes?  Good Grief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgRj0qUI/AAAAAAAABbo/O7a0EXJtLJk/s1600-h/2895_1127696038154_1399797629_329824_4863491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgRj0qUI/AAAAAAAABbo/O7a0EXJtLJk/s320/2895_1127696038154_1399797629_329824_4863491_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326468086997756226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Tejas Trail Nerds Bib... No Parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetybX5-beI/AAAAAAAABco/2GohQ7BbusI/s1600-h/3281_1117892994867_1453264169_296510_1372995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetybX5-beI/AAAAAAAABco/2GohQ7BbusI/s320/3281_1117892994867_1453264169_296510_1372995_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326476798894960098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Before the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NFLWcPI/AAAAAAAABdA/12UyoiWnNjA/s1600-h/2959_512635403176_79500141_30553852_3040196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NFLWcPI/AAAAAAAABdA/12UyoiWnNjA/s320/2959_512635403176_79500141_30553852_3040196_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326479851884278002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At least we ran 11!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NKZV6yI/AAAAAAAABc4/eHLlZrGkbcg/s1600-h/2959_512635388206_79500141_30553849_8288638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NKZV6yI/AAAAAAAABc4/eHLlZrGkbcg/s320/2959_512635388206_79500141_30553849_8288638_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326479853285141282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The New Superman, or Pete Rose...whatever your pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiKsGZEYI/AAAAAAAABbY/rxIJlIdvQUY/s1600-h/DSCN0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiKsGZEYI/AAAAAAAABbY/rxIJlIdvQUY/s320/DSCN0942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326458920071926146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Still smilin'...Trails are good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1M-h2zvI/AAAAAAAABcw/mRL8G5HsofQ/s1600-h/2959_512635293396_79500141_30553833_3889666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1M-h2zvI/AAAAAAAABcw/mRL8G5HsofQ/s320/2959_512635293396_79500141_30553833_3889666_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326479850099625714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Suffice it to say, if this has to be explained, you wouldn't understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NdNj3UI/AAAAAAAABdQ/iiDNJvX2bgc/s1600-h/DSCN0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/Set1NdNj3UI/AAAAAAAABdQ/iiDNJvX2bgc/s320/DSCN0936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326479858335997250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grumpy Cows Leave Evidence On the Trail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiJOI-JQI/AAAAAAAABbA/LrReuteZMII/s1600-h/DSCN0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetiJOI-JQI/AAAAAAAABbA/LrReuteZMII/s320/DSCN0934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326458894849811714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Trail Nerd Love...May they live Muddily Ever After!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6991974638515593206?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6991974638515593206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6991974638515593206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6991974638515593206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6991974638515593206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/04/rocky-hill-ranch.html' title='Rocky Hill Ranch'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SetqgjPFaKI/AAAAAAAABbw/m8HVObqlVEk/s72-c/2895_1127696078155_1399797629_329825_8106998_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2607024506234846038</id><published>2009-04-08T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:05:10.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Reset</title><content type='html'>I just love how a good hard run can totally reset me from the inside out.  It's such a blessing to have this outlet that helps me to regroup, refocus, and rejuvenate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get between 25 - 30 miles in each week, though my average is about 28 right now.  I'd like to have my base at 30 so that I can feel like I am ready for a bigger run without much notice.  I set a schedule to run 5 days, but usually miss one for one reason or another.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working the core, not as hard as I had planned, but I am still seeing some nice results.  I feel stronger on my runs and I think that my pace is getting a bit faster as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to run Rocky Hill next weekend, then Hog's Hunt.  After that, I am going into building mode until the fall.  I hope to run the Huntsville Half, a distance I've yet to try.  I'd like to see if I can carry a quicker pace for that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Spring begins, I find I am yearning to get out more often.  I am setting a more definite schedule that hopefully will allow me to get the training in without much strife to the family life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next update will probably be after Rocky Hill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2607024506234846038?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2607024506234846038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2607024506234846038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2607024506234846038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2607024506234846038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/04/running-reset.html' title='Running Reset'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3393237278462095893</id><published>2009-03-23T22:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:59:56.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back pain</title><content type='html'>Not the kind that can cause a runner to sit side-lined, but more like the pain on the bones when you've done sit-ups on cement or wood floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having this pain since last night, and Lord knows, it isn't from sit-ups!  Haven't done much of those!  I could not figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on this evening's run, I was adjusting my Amphipod and realized what had caused the soreness.  My Camelbak!  Yesterday was the first time I have worn it since Rocky and the area wear the Camelbak sits is exactly what is sore!  Phew...  glad it's that and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started developing a chaffed area on my arms today.  Weird.  I think my shirts have gotten bigger on me so the extra fabric is rubbing the inside of my arm.  Made for an unpleasant feeling about 1/2 way into the run, but nothing too unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to run the Nature Preserve Trail tonight.  It's the first time since before Ike.  I noticed some new pathways have been created.  I'd like to spend some time exploring those.  Anyone interested?  I will not run the trails by myself.  It was nice of Mark to ride his bike alongside me tonight.  We had not done that in a long while either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhat frustrated that it takes me a good 4 miles to feel warmed up and in a groove.  To steal Holden's catch phrase..."What's up with that!?"  Anyone else have this issue.  Good thing I'm not trying to run 5Ks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nice to get a bit of rain this week, as long as it doesn't interfere too much with my running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3393237278462095893?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3393237278462095893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3393237278462095893' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3393237278462095893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3393237278462095893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-pain.html' title='Back pain'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-361915491086545517</id><published>2009-03-22T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:11:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Trails</title><content type='html'>Went out for a planned 2 hour run, slogged through 91 mins and called it a day.  I felt fine physically, aside from a funny stomach, but I just felt tired.  Rather than push it like I had planned, I listened to my body and finished up 30 mins shy of my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan this week isn't really about mileage.  It's more about time and consistency.  I seem to need to get back into the habit of running and not blowing it off as easily as I have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for the week is an hour on Tues, Weds, and Thurs.  If I can fit in 30 mins of Friday, great!  Saturday I'd like to do the trails again for 90 mins and Sunday I'd like to do 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the habit is established I'll readjust the plan to specific mileage goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-361915491086545517?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/361915491086545517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=361915491086545517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/361915491086545517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/361915491086545517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-trails.html' title='More Trails'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5172239930199152318</id><published>2009-03-21T15:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:48:04.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>99.999999%</title><content type='html'>Went out for a jaunt in the woods this morning.  I wasn't trying to run for pace or distance, just to complete an hour and enjoy the beautiful weather.  It seems everyone was feeling the same, as we stopped and took in the moment several times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 5.3 miles in this morning.  I felt great!  Lungs are back where I want them to be and feel well enough to start pushing myself more.  My appetite still isn't that great, so I've dropped another pound.  I am sure that as my running increases, my appetite will pick up.  Giving the red meat, pork, and sugar up for Lent has not been as difficult as I thought it would be this time.  I'd like to go to a raw foods plan, but I have to do these things in baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll go for a true long run with more emphasis on pace, but I am not going to get crazy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://run4yourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vic&lt;/a&gt; has added me to his sidebar, and since I've been a secret follower of his over the last 18 months or so, I am adding him to mine!  Thanks for stopping by, Vic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for&lt;a href="http://www.tejastrails.com/RockyHillRanch.html"&gt; Rocky Hill&lt;/a&gt; today!  God-willing, this will be my second 50 miler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5172239930199152318?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5172239930199152318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5172239930199152318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5172239930199152318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5172239930199152318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/99999999.html' title='99.999999%'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1497812975616349507</id><published>2009-03-16T21:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:05:10.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>85/90</title><content type='html'>Got a nice 6 miler in yesterday in the pouring rain.  The rain did not bother me because I was just enjoying my legs moving forward!  The lungs felt about 85%.  I tackled a few hills on Flintridge, but kept the pace nice and easy so that I could be sure I was feeling well enough to run.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Hannah and I headed out for a quick run before dinner.  She pooped out rather quickly, so I dropped the poor puppy off at home and did a mile with some fartleks included.  The lungs felt even better tonight, about 90% there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bout of flu/bronchitis has zapped my appetite.  I've lost about 7 pounds which is a nice benefit, but I would rather have lost that weight while running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite seemed to pick up today probably as a result of my running.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1: 9:56 &lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  10:12&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  10:29  Hannah was really dragging&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  8:32  3 Fartleks thrown in.  Felt great to pick up the pace a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the night up with some core work.  Badly needed core work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1497812975616349507?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1497812975616349507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1497812975616349507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1497812975616349507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1497812975616349507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/8590.html' title='85/90'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6313859860562631487</id><published>2009-03-11T00:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:51:08.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>75%</title><content type='html'>Short run tonight during Lem's Volleyball practice.  First run in 15 days.  These little "breaks" are becoming quite annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to push myself too much as my lungs still don't feel right.  But the urge to run has returned, so I gave in to it and kept myself to my word on the time.  I planned to run 30 mins, but because of a dog attack in my back yard, my run time came up a few minutes short at 23 mins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to assign a number to the lungs, I'd say that they are at about 70 - 75%.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to monitor this over my slow return to training to be sure it's only getting better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6313859860562631487?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6313859860562631487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6313859860562631487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6313859860562631487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6313859860562631487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/75.html' title='75%'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7092563835055086044</id><published>2009-03-08T00:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:04:40.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TIR Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNlWChuvMI/AAAAAAAABYs/djm35FViT80/s1600-h/DSCN0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNlWChuvMI/AAAAAAAABYs/djm35FViT80/s400/DSCN0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310699814909820098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be running with The Battling Bloggers of the Texas Republic, but as fate would have it, I had to make the decision to sit out this time, and in hind site, I suppose it was a good decision, at least for the Team.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been down with the flu and bronchitis the last two weeks and just when I thought I might be returning to some semblance of myself, my lungs gave in again to another infection.  I was embarrassed to be back in my doctor's office for the third time in less than 10 days.  But he assured me that I was sick and I needed to go for another round of medication complete with steroids this time.  Thankfully, I am feeling much better after only 24 hours on this course of treatment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I am out of the game, I yearn for the opportunity to run.  This time, however, I have had no desire to do anything of the sort.  Today was the first time I thought that maybe, just maybe, I'd like to run a little.  I am taking that as a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst part of the last two weeks is that I had to watch the kids fall to the flu as well.  This thing was nasty.  Very nasty.  It lasted a good 7  - 8 days for most of them.  Thankfully, they bounce back well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny moment this week was when the doctor was checking Boo and found something blue up his nose.  This came as a complete surprise to us!  Upon further inspection, we discovered that our sweet youngest son had, at some point unbeknownst to us, placed a piece to a Bionicle up his nose.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtUdh0wFI/AAAAAAAABY0/tPg-igaGSAI/s1600-h/DSCN0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtUdh0wFI/AAAAAAAABY0/tPg-igaGSAI/s400/DSCN0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310708583891255378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several attempts to remove it, our doctor suggested that we make an appointment with the ENT.  Thankfully, we have a long-standing relationship with ours and they were able to see us the next morning.  The piece was successfully removed with only minor insult to the ego of a three-year old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtUx-l8iI/AAAAAAAABY8/Fyv65gX0Clw/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtUx-l8iI/AAAAAAAABY8/Fyv65gX0Clw/s400/DSCN0553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310708589380629026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my sister-in-law invited us to go to a nearby arboretum.  The fact that I actually wanted to go was another sign to me that I must be getting better.  I haven't gone very far and where I have gone, I have done so very reluctantly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtV-0bf5I/AAAAAAAABZM/5FGKk4H7af8/s1600-h/DSCN0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtV-0bf5I/AAAAAAAABZM/5FGKk4H7af8/s400/DSCN0599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310708610007531410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day.  Breezy and warm and full of nice memories with the kids.  I couldn't help but think about the TIR teams moving from Gonzales to the San Jacinto.   I pray that they have a great time, stay safe, and finish the relay &lt;br /&gt;uninjured.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtVo2PFvI/AAAAAAAABZE/CVff2SDHnwM/s1600-h/DSCN0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNtVo2PFvI/AAAAAAAABZE/CVff2SDHnwM/s400/DSCN0584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310708604109526770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7092563835055086044?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7092563835055086044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7092563835055086044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7092563835055086044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7092563835055086044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/03/tir-weekend.html' title='TIR Weekend'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SbNlWChuvMI/AAAAAAAABYs/djm35FViT80/s72-c/DSCN0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6529359186296696754</id><published>2009-02-25T14:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:01:20.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering from the Week After Recovery Week</title><content type='html'>After taking a week off and then starting out slow last week, Sunday night I was hit by the mack-daddy of viruses and a case of bronchitis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's antibiotics and bedrest until I get through this thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6529359186296696754?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6529359186296696754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6529359186296696754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6529359186296696754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6529359186296696754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovering-from-week-after-recovery.html' title='Recovering from the Week After Recovery Week'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-9089510076158678845</id><published>2009-02-17T22:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:46:23.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week Following Recovery Week</title><content type='html'>I've had a wonderful week of grazing on whatever I've wanted, sleeping in late, and generally being lazy, lazy, lazy.  However, now, it is time to get back to training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a run on Sunday morning with the Trail Nerds at Jones Forest.  My lungs are still not cooperating very well, but the legs felt great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only ran about 45 mins, but it was nice to get out there for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I put in a gentle 4.2 miles at a 9:48 pace.  At about mile 2, the coughing and wheezing began again.  I know I need to get this checked out, but honestly, how do I complain that nothing is bothering me until I've been running for 2 miles?  I hope I can get it this week to find out if there isn't something else I should do to get over this crud.  We're going on 6 weeks now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a wonderful rest time, but I am eager to get back to work, and get stronger and healthier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-9089510076158678845?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/9089510076158678845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=9089510076158678845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9089510076158678845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9089510076158678845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-following-recovery-week.html' title='The Week Following Recovery Week'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1214544317324787758</id><published>2009-02-09T22:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:18:13.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Racoon 50 Miler</title><content type='html'>Last week saw a lot of preparation and waiting in great anticipation for Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed, unpacked, repacked, unpacked, and again repacked my drop bag making sure to not miss a thing that I might need.  I suppose it can become an obsession if one lets it, and I would say that I was borderline.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I took Foo up to Huntsville to pick up my race packet.  It was a beautiful day, warm, but breezy with very low humidity.  I said a prayer that Saturday would have weather just as nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Rick who introduced me to the Kansas City Trail Nerds.  A very nice bunch of folks that I look forward to seeing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed an award idea that Rick and Ben had come up with and I offered to come up with something special for them.  It gave me something else to obsess about the night before the race.  This is what it looked like when it was finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEHV6LSmYI/AAAAAAAABXs/-vMMA95bEVo/s1600-h/DSCN0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEHV6LSmYI/AAAAAAAABXs/-vMMA95bEVo/s400/DSCN0323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301026309367044482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dubbed the PITA award and went to that Trail Nerd which was deemed to be the largest Pain in the A.. well, you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, I got up at about 3:30.  Didn't really sleep much, but I never do before a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my usual race morning breakfast, and readied myself for the day.  Pete picked me up at 5 and we headed north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to see the 100 milers off at 6 am, and then finished getting ourselves ready to run.  At 7 am, we were off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first loop was difficult for me.  I have been sick with respiratory junk for about 4 weeks and though I thought I was doing much better, the first loop proved that I wasn't as healthy as I had hoped I was (aka denial).  I was really having trouble with my asthma and trying to figure out how I was going to finish the first loop, never mind the whole 50 miles!  I few puffs on the inhaler (probably a few too many, but it did work), my lungs started cooperating and by the beginning of my 2nd loop, the constant coughing disappeared.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we came into Dogwood at the end of the 1st loop, we refueled our bellies and I switched to my hand-held, and then made a quick call to Mark to let him know we had finished #1 and expected to finish #2 within 4 hours or so.  Loop #1 was 3:45.  Quicker than we thought and I was surprised because of how bad I felt out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loop 2 started out much, much better.  We had a quick 3 miles and hit the Nature Center aid station.  I decided it was a good time to use the ladies room and as I began to exit, I felt that my legs were being restricted.  As I looked down, I was in shock as I realized I had forgotten to pull up my running skirt!  I had pulled up the compression shorts, but forgotten the skirt.  Thankful that I hadn't opened the door yet, I chalked it up to early stage delirium and headed back out to run.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far from that aid station, I had a strange sensation in my right calf.  I've never had a cramp with running, but I've seen other people go through that and there was no way I was interested in getting one of my own.  I stopped and tried to stretch it out, but really the only thing that made it feel better was to walk on it.  So I walked.  Quickly, but walked.  A few minutes later, I started trying to run again and felt fine until I hit any size incline.  Then BOTH calves started to spasm.  I had been taking my Succeed caps every 30 mins and the directions say only 2 per hour, but I took an extra to see if the extra electrolytes would help.  Within 20 mins the cramps disappeared and I had no other issue with the calves for the remainder of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYh-g0kBI/AAAAAAAABYE/QSew_NxwJf4/s1600-h/n1503640531_192729_9658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYh-g0kBI/AAAAAAAABYE/QSew_NxwJf4/s400/n1503640531_192729_9658.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045208387194898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I were doing great as far as time, not that this was really important to us, because I just wanted to have the experience, finish the race, and enjoy the day.  We had a ballpark goal of finishing within 12-13 hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember exactly when, but Pete's foot started to give him some trouble.  He has been dealing with plantar faciitis for some time now and we knew it would probably surface during Rocky.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the 2nd loop, Pete was really slowing, and at one point between the Dam Road and the Park Road Aid stations, I lost him.  I waited at the Park Road until he showed up, probably about 10 mins later.  He told me that he had taken a pretty bad fall and had really stretched his foot causing a great deal of pain.  We re-fueled and headed out on a walk/run pattern for the rest of the loop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYhmRBeLI/AAAAAAAABX8/dFH2w93-KSA/s1600-h/DSCN0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYhmRBeLI/AAAAAAAABX8/dFH2w93-KSA/s400/DSCN0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045201878481074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete was very committed to finishing the race.  So we decided to head back out on loop #3 and take it slow.  We alternated between running and walking, walking as fast as we could when we did.  We took our time through the aid stations, making sure that we ate well and had plenty of fluids to keep us going.  At the Nature Center Aid station, we met Jon and Adrienne.  It was so good to see them and know they were there to support the runners.  Pete headed out ahead of me so that I could visit with them for a bit, knowing that I would catch up with him.  I also ran into Misty at this point and we headed out towards Dam Road together.  We had a good time talking and actually missed a turn.  Thankfully, a very kind runner got our attention and got us back on track.  I took off and started looking for Pete and was surprised how far ahead he had gone.  We ran together the rest of the time and tried to enjoy it as much as possible.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night was beginning to fall as we headed back towards the Park Road.  Funny the things you see in the woods once the sun goes down!  As we got to about mile 47, I saw a few folks standing in the dark.  Jon, Bill, George, Debbie, and Russell were all there cheering us on and giving us a final dose of adrenaline to help us finish the thing.  Pete and I crossed the finish line in 13:55 (unofficial).  My Garmin died about 8 hours into the run, so I don't have that information.  Our families and several friends were there to greet us and it brought tears to my eyes.  Thank goodness it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYhbdgVeI/AAAAAAAABX0/aHRAAzPUIfw/s1600-h/n1503640531_193229_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEYhbdgVeI/AAAAAAAABX0/aHRAAzPUIfw/s400/n1503640531_193229_7661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301045198978045410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a most amazing experience, from the natural beauty of the trails, to the beauty of the volunteers that took care of all of us.  The other runners were so encouraging to one another.  I've really never seen anything like it.  I have met so many wonderful people while running, and yet, I still am in awe of the spirit of the running community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to see many people that I have met in the last two years.  Joe, Missie, Tommy, Allen, and so many more.  I also, after passing so many runners on the loops we ran, have in my memory many faces of runners that I may never meet again.  Yet, they encouraged me to continue on.  They had smiles in spite of their private pain.  I saw walkers committed to walking the entire race.  Incredible courage, incredible spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course a more private component of running the race were the prayer intentions that I had for each mile of the run.  Honestly, I had concerns that I would not be able to offer them all if I had to drop out for some reason.  I prayed that I would be able to finish so that each of those intentions could be offered.  The last mile was offered for my mother.  I felt her every step of the way.  I know she was with me the whole race as her spirit fills the state park through memories that we have there.  She loved Huntsville.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the opportunity to run.  To run with a cause or a purpose.  I am thankful for the support of my family and my friends who have taken care of me before and after this event.  Their prayers carry me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery has been fairly easy.  Saturday night I had to change my clothes 3 times during the night because of this freakish cold-sweating thing.  Advil took care of my soreness.  I have two small blisters on my heels that appeared after I took my gaiters off.  I should have left them on.  I have a few sore toes, but nothing too horrible.  Overall, I feel great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this race and I can't wait to run Rocky again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned at Rocky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I didn't need half the stuff I brought, but I'm glad I brought it.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Garmin won't work for ultras&lt;br /&gt;3.  This won't be my last 50.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Volunteers are saints.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I can do almost anything I decide I want to.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I can never doubt the power of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Gaiters are a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I CAN use a port-a-potty.  &lt;br /&gt;9.  I have the best friends in the world.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I love trail running more than ever before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1214544317324787758?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1214544317324787758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1214544317324787758' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1214544317324787758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1214544317324787758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/rocky-racoon-50-miler.html' title='Rocky Racoon 50 Miler'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SZEHV6LSmYI/AAAAAAAABXs/-vMMA95bEVo/s72-c/DSCN0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-915843894001711911</id><published>2009-02-08T10:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:38:21.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>13:55!</title><content type='html'>A full report to follow, but wanted to let you all know that Pete and I finished Rocky 50 miler in 13:55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to all of the wonderful volunteers out there.  Amazing doesn't begin to define these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a huge thank you to my family and friends that came to see us finish.  You will never know how much it meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to figuring out exactly how to get down the stairs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-915843894001711911?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/915843894001711911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=915843894001711911' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/915843894001711911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/915843894001711911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/1355.html' title='13:55!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7834311081475875407</id><published>2009-02-07T04:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T04:36:43.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Trails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SY1jzlqlJsI/AAAAAAAABXk/6_VS8iKu6ss/s1600-h/DSCN0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SY1jzlqlJsI/AAAAAAAABXk/6_VS8iKu6ss/s400/DSCN0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300002074420127426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading out this morning for the Rocky Raccoon 50 miler.  I've got 29 hours to get it done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7834311081475875407?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7834311081475875407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7834311081475875407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7834311081475875407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7834311081475875407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/off-to-trails.html' title='Off to the Trails!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SY1jzlqlJsI/AAAAAAAABXk/6_VS8iKu6ss/s72-c/DSCN0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7598275427900048366</id><published>2009-02-03T13:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:22:17.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blogging Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Posting this on both blogs, since I'm not really sure which one this applies to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the proud recipient of the &lt;a href="http://laurathecrazymama.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-utilized-newfound-easy-access-to-my.html"&gt;highly coveted FOMUBA award&lt;/a&gt;!  It's the first award I've ever received, and probably will be the last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take in the precious sight and yes, Envy me... go ahead... envy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SYiYuchqUDI/AAAAAAAABXM/2yhigQzywCo/s1600-h/FOUMBA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SYiYuchqUDI/AAAAAAAABXM/2yhigQzywCo/s400/FOUMBA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298652885300170802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7598275427900048366?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7598275427900048366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7598275427900048366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7598275427900048366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7598275427900048366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-blogging-award.html' title='My First Blogging Award!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SYiYuchqUDI/AAAAAAAABXM/2yhigQzywCo/s72-c/FOUMBA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3694530331148367845</id><published>2009-02-02T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:59:42.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Update</title><content type='html'>I've been running as much as one can while dealing with the nasty cough/cold/cough/choke/etc thing that I've had for the past few weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I was coerced into registering for Rocky Raccoon this coming weekend.  Pete, Tiffany, and I will be making our attempt to complete a 50 miler on Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us are really ready for this, but we plan to have fun, walk when needed, and learn a lot about what we will do the next time we plan to run 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a list of a prayer intentions for each mile that I run.  My only prayer for myself is that I can finish the race so that each prayer petition has a chance to be offered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3694530331148367845?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3694530331148367845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3694530331148367845' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3694530331148367845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3694530331148367845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/02/brief-update.html' title='Brief Update'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4972055353458746991</id><published>2009-01-21T11:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:47:35.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The running season that wasn't</title><content type='html'>There's something quite amiss in this year's running season.  That thing would be the little detail of running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking over my accomplishments for 2008.  It was only a year ago that I ran my first marathon, but in some ways it seems like more than that.  I also was able to run in the TIR and Hog's Hunt 50K.  Not bad for the first year of running.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked forward with great anticipation to this running season, and so far, have not run anything other than a 5 miler.  TIR is on the schedule as is Rocky Raccoon, but admittedly, I am a bit concerned about being able to be worth a hoot on either of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I've been sidelined forever!  Now I'm down with a bad case of the nasties.  I was just feeling like I was getting my groove back, and feeling motivated.  Today I feel like quitting it all and trying again in another lifetime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I will probably feel different in a day or two, but for now, as I cough and medicate and pray that this all goes away, I am ignoring the running magazine articles, staying away from the exercise DVDs, and eating ice cream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4972055353458746991?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4972055353458746991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4972055353458746991' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4972055353458746991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4972055353458746991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/running-season-that-wasnt.html' title='The running season that wasn&apos;t'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4957864146744256961</id><published>2009-01-18T09:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:53:10.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo Christy!!</title><content type='html'>Just turned the Marathon coverage on to see our sweet &lt;a href="http://txrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christy&lt;/a&gt; being interviewed after finishing the Half!!  Happy Birthday &lt;a href="http://txrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christy&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text messages seem to be operational this year.  It's neat to watch their times coming in.  Just wish I could be there cheering them on in person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4957864146744256961?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4957864146744256961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4957864146744256961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4957864146744256961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4957864146744256961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/woo-hoo-christy.html' title='Woo Hoo Christy!!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3360875024373040978</id><published>2009-01-17T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:11:12.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Marathon Day!</title><content type='html'>To all of you whom are running the Houston Marathon (1/2 or full) tomorrow, I wish you a very happy running day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be there to cheer you on, but it seems the bronchitis gods have other plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch you next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3360875024373040978?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3360875024373040978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3360875024373040978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3360875024373040978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3360875024373040978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-marathon-day.html' title='Happy Marathon Day!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1586470224021010547</id><published>2009-01-15T19:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:56:44.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great running weather!</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, no running for me since Monday.  I felt a little "rattle" in my chest at the end of the run that night, but didn't think much of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the past few days trying to fight it off, but it's hopeless.  It seems I've got the odds against me.  If I am registered for a race AND it is wonderful running weather, I am guaranteed to be sick or injured.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://woodlandsrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holden&lt;/a&gt; would so eloquently state, &lt;a href="http://woodlandsrunner.blogspot.com/2008/11/run-through-woods-5-miler.html"&gt;"What's up with that!?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1586470224021010547?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1586470224021010547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1586470224021010547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1586470224021010547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1586470224021010547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-running-weather.html' title='Great running weather!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2824391774706612999</id><published>2009-01-13T21:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:25:12.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Please</title><content type='html'>A fellow runner slated to run this weekend at the marathon, just admitted her 15 year old daughter to Texas Children's Hospital with a diagnosis of Leukemia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia will be in the hospital for 6 - 8 months.  She began receiving chemo today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are running the Houston marathon this weekend, please remember Natalia and her family as you put one foot in front of the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2824391774706612999?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2824391774706612999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2824391774706612999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2824391774706612999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2824391774706612999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers Please'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2855626230899489286</id><published>2009-01-12T22:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:02:52.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Marvelous Night for a Moondance!</title><content type='html'>What a night for a run!  A crisp, clear evening with a full moon and a star-filled sky to light the way.  The moon was a beautiful "harvest moon" as it began to rise into the night sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dropped Lem off at the Y for her volleyball practice and headed out for my run.  When I returned to the Y to pick her up, one of the moms mentioned that they couldn't ever run when it was night time or when it was so cold.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I thought of &lt;a href="http://housekeepingforthistemple.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;...her dream run right now is at 40 degrees!  Then I thought of how thankful I was able to take that beautiful scene in, which would have been missed had I decided to run on the dreadmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the run with the intention of running a warm-up mile, then a quick one, a recovery one, and another quick with a short cool down.  I don't know what that is officially called, but it was definitely fun!!  The 4th mile was much quicker than my legs have seen in quite some time.  I saw my watch a few times and thought there was something wrong with it!  What was even more bizarre was that mile was mostly up hill.  Like I said, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time reading the comments from my last post.  The guys didn't quite know how the respond and the ladies knew exactly what I was talking about!  Fashion, truly the female runner's dilemma. Sorry guys!  Pat, no need to worry about the "outfit" matching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara, I hope you do Hogs Hunt.  That was a fun race.  I don't know why it was scheduled in May this year.  It might be a bit warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne, I'll be looking for you at Rocky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy, it all starts with a 50K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers from tonight's run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  10:03&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:   9:46&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  10:24 &lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:   8:25 !! &lt;br /&gt;Mile .50:  9:37&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2855626230899489286?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2855626230899489286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2855626230899489286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2855626230899489286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2855626230899489286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-marvelous-night-for-moondance.html' title='It&apos;s a Marvelous Night for a Moondance!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8421759386795356445</id><published>2009-01-10T19:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:01:42.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Fit Run</title><content type='html'>Today was the last Fit run before the 2009 Houston Marathon.  I was able to run to Luke's (3.5 miles) and then another 6 with the group.  I planned to run the 3.5 home, but Lem had a volleyball game that any good mom would have herself at, so I took Pete up on his offer of a ride home, showered and made it to the game only a few minutes late!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running pretty consistently, increasing distance a bit at a time.  I have also seen my avg. pace begin to drop to where I was pre-hip fiasco.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may know that I did jump over the line and land smack dab into the dark side by registering for Rocky.  I'll hopefully finish my first 50 miler.  I figure the hip caused me to miss 2 marathons, so one 50 miler would cover that...(lame, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first goal is to finish.  They give us 29 hours, so unless my organs fall out or a leg falls off, I should be able to finish even if I walk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal would be to finish in 13 hours.  That gives me a 15:36 pace.  I can walk a nice 14 min. pace!  The 50K I did last year was at a 12:30 pace, so I think this is doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have good company for the run.  Several ladies from Fit are running and Tiffany and Pete have agreed to run with me as well.  I pray for good weather as I am sure most other will be as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the nice things about Fit this year was that I was asked to be a pacer for the Yellow group.  I enjoyed it very much, but felt like I let the group down when I got injured.  I tried to stay motivated to get to the runs even while I was injured, but honestly, it just didn't happen much.  I tried to ride my bike along with the group a few times, but I usually ended up feeling like I wasn't doing much anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of my lack luster efforts, Luke's was very generous and gave those who helped some nice things.  One of those things was an awesome pair of Asics shorts.  I love these things!  They are so comfortable that I want to wear them on every run!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem, they are a color that I normally wouldn't wear, kind of a sorbet color, and I have nothing to match them!!  I have been on the hunt to a decent top to wear with these shorts, but as of yet, nothing.  I need a white shirt, but as a girl, I realize that white isn't always the best choice as it tends to be see through.  Sorbet is not an easy color to find either.  So if there are any RDs out there that are wondering what color shirt a woman might want... check out my shorts and help a girl out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.roadrunnersports.com/rrs/products/ASW1970/Womens_ASICS_ARD_Lined_Short"&gt;link to the shorts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8421759386795356445?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8421759386795356445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8421759386795356445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8421759386795356445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8421759386795356445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-fit-run.html' title='Last Fit Run'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-83993206722355257</id><published>2009-01-09T13:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:36:14.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a break!</title><content type='html'>I truly wish Blagojevich would stop running.  I know there are bad guys in this world who run, but most are great people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090109/ap_on_re_us/illinois_governor"&gt;comments today about how his struggle is similar to that of the loneliness of the long run is ridiculous&lt;/a&gt;! (Although I find it quite humorous that he refers to this story which is that of a reform school student who enjoys his life of crime and runs to plan his eventual escape from his just punishment...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Blagojevich was out jogging in his Chicago neighborhood when the vote came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blagojevich refused to answer any specific questions about the vote, but upon returning from his jog, he likened his situation to long-distance running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me simply say I feel like the old Alan Sillitoe short story 'The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner.' ... And that's what this is by the way, a long-distance run," he said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is definitely not alone... He's got all of Illinois chasing him down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-83993206722355257?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/83993206722355257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=83993206722355257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/83993206722355257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/83993206722355257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4756439375511370581</id><published>2009-01-03T18:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:20:19.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fit Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SWApVYDRmmI/AAAAAAAABWk/MzeL9iCeDbQ/s1600-h/HPIM5231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SWApVYDRmmI/AAAAAAAABWk/MzeL9iCeDbQ/s400/HPIM5231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287271409743141474" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This shot was taken just for &lt;a href="http://www.dasmixture.typepad.com"&gt;Jamoosh&lt;/a&gt;.  I wanted him to see that I am raisin' the youngest right!  For those of you who are concerned...this is only a feature that my son discovered on his uncle's iphone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a run in with Woodlands Fit.  I haven't run with them for so long!  It's hard to believe next week is the last run before the marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be running the marathon with the good folks at Fit, but I will be cheering them on.  I have met some of the kindest, most dedicated people through Woodlands Fit.  The group has always been very encouraging and supportive of each member, no matter how slow or fast, no matter the length of time one has been running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to run with a few friends that helped me through last year's training.  Ruth, Richard, Richard, and a few new faces, ran 8 miles with me this morning in the summer-like humidity.  It was a struggle to get through the mileage, but having good company made it doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been steadily re-building my base, though my pace is slower than before my injury.  I am happy with where I am at in my training.  I have been working the core much more and am diligent about incorporating consistent stretching into my workouts.  I am also continuing to take my calcium supplements which helped me to heal from the stress fracture.  Hopefully all of these things will help me to be a stronger runner and a more healthy person overall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4756439375511370581?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4756439375511370581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4756439375511370581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4756439375511370581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4756439375511370581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2009/01/fit-run.html' title='Fit Run'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SWApVYDRmmI/AAAAAAAABWk/MzeL9iCeDbQ/s72-c/HPIM5231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1950104340176796999</id><published>2008-12-31T11:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:01:56.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Year in Review</title><content type='html'>This year started out with a bang as I ran my first marathon in January, Relay race in March, and ultra in April.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I set my sights on longer distances, the old bones gave out and I sat sidelined like my Ike-battered fence for 12 weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it wasn't a bad year.  I am trying to look at the gains I made towards becoming a runner.  I am about 55 miles short of my mileage goal this year.  I doubt I'll run a 50+ miler today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did run close to 700 miles in 2008.  I bought at least 5 pairs of shoes and that has to count for something.  I mean having a closet full of the coolest running gear and attire gives a few bonus points, doesn't it??   Ok, maybe not, but it was worth a shot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forced running sabbatical gave me an opportunity to reflect on what is really important in the scheme of running and life overall.  I've had the chance to decide on a few goals and hopefully they are more realistic.  My ultimate goal is that no matter what running goals I set and achieve, they allow me the balance that I strive for between the family and business.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance is one of those things I constantly struggle with.  This may mean letting go of other things that I enjoy and even some I don't (in particular, laundry, dusting, bathroom cleaning would be my pick!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for 2009 are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Strengthening of core.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Increasing endurance.&lt;br /&gt;3.  1000 miles.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Run my first 50 miler.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Train smarter.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Maintain healthy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for a safe, happy, and healthy 2009 for you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1950104340176796999?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1950104340176796999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1950104340176796999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1950104340176796999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1950104340176796999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-year-in-review.html' title='2008 Year in Review'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3438689291843301889</id><published>2008-12-18T21:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:20:26.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Season May Still Have a Reason!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUsSbsoqCYI/AAAAAAAABWc/tyCJkHljQ0A/s1600-h/NativityScene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUsSbsoqCYI/AAAAAAAABWc/tyCJkHljQ0A/s400/NativityScene.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281335255069493634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this post also appears on my regular &lt;a href="http://www.holyoakhs.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I am just as guilty as the next person of getting caught up the all of the craziness of the season.  We don't usually go overboard with the cost of gifts, but we do try to give something to most everyone we know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also try to do enough baking that could, honestly, feed lots of hungry people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that the special moments I've tried to "create" (aka as contrive) over the years, the perfect Christmas card picture, the 400 Christmas cards I try to mail out, the traditions I try to instill, and I end up one stressed out mom who is not much fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is different.  Perhaps it's the fact that the economy is slow and more of us are trying to conserve that which we have.  Perhaps I'm finally realizing that I really don't have to run myself into the ground.  Perhaps I have really, truly, and honestly found the real reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always known the reason, and I've always talked about how we should always remember the reason, but what I did was contrary to what I was saying.  My heart is in a different place this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like everyone else I know, we have cut back quite a bit this year.  We've been moving in this direction for a few years now and this is the year that we finally have made Christmas more about what it is and less about ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are many people suffering this Christmas season, and for those people I pray that times get better and life gets easier, but for those of us who have not gone without very often, if ever, I pray that this year, we embrace the true meaning of Christmas, and that we hold onto it the whole year through.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to really be family-centered for the remainder of the Advent season and the Christmas season, I am restricting my computer time to only that which is necessary.  I will not be blogging until 2009.  I will be snuggling with the kids and finishing up our home made projects.  We will be worshiping Christ and thanking Him for His gift to us.  We will be reflecting on our baptismal call and what that means to us as a family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish each of you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3438689291843301889?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3438689291843301889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3438689291843301889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3438689291843301889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3438689291843301889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-may-still-have-reason.html' title='The Season May Still Have a Reason!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUsSbsoqCYI/AAAAAAAABWc/tyCJkHljQ0A/s72-c/NativityScene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5167507964342070565</id><published>2008-12-11T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:54:42.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle Bell Fun Run</title><content type='html'>Bean was given the task of taking pictures at tonight's run, but she was a bit distracted by the bookstore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a view of my costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUHt6esA-TI/AAAAAAAABWU/sp7pK0HumD0/s1600-h/klf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUHt6esA-TI/AAAAAAAABWU/sp7pK0HumD0/s400/klf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278761827180804402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun running along the Waterway, seeing the other runners and enjoying the decorations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been battling a bit of a stomach bug the last 2 days, so it was nice to get out and breathe in some fresh air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5167507964342070565?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5167507964342070565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5167507964342070565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5167507964342070565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5167507964342070565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bell-fun-run.html' title='Jingle Bell Fun Run'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SUHt6esA-TI/AAAAAAAABWU/sp7pK0HumD0/s72-c/klf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4167089266729074383</id><published>2008-12-09T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:27:30.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathoner, aka, Father</title><content type='html'>Saw &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/12/07/AR2008120702011.html?hpid=moreheadlines"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; on the web tonight and had to share it!  I'm thinking the thief probably needed that money in a bad way, but still a great story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a brief snippet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Stolen, D.C. Priest Hot on Heels Of Suspect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As he bounded out of through the church door just 20 minutes before Mass, the Rev. Bill Hegedusich was greeted by confused looks from his parishioners at St. Peter's on Capitol Hill. He offered them a simple explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said, 'Hey, I'm going to go catch a thief,' " he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in his black shirt and white clerical collar, Hegedusich, a marathon runner, darted after the man who had just swiped the church's collection money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4167089266729074383?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4167089266729074383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4167089266729074383' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4167089266729074383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4167089266729074383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/12/marathoner-aka-father.html' title='Marathoner, aka, Father'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6358505059631839580</id><published>2008-12-09T04:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:52.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Here!</title><content type='html'>I am slowly getting myself back out there again.  I loved running on Thanksgiving, but I didn't like the fact that my HR hit a whopping 215!  This gave me reason to take some time to figure out what direction to head in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running goals for the time being are not to a specific race, but rather, to my general overall running health.  I am working on strengthening the core and getting better working knowledge of training by HR.  HR training is by far very different than anything I've ever tried before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't checked out Facebook, you may want to give it a try.  There are quite a few runners hanging out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the season of Advent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6358505059631839580?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6358505059631839580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6358505059631839580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6358505059631839580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6358505059631839580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-here.html' title='Still Here!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4390091558512727976</id><published>2008-11-28T11:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:50:46.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Thru The Woods 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/STAuKKVy_DI/AAAAAAAABVc/677v0RaD9t0/s1600-h/DSC02132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/STAuKKVy_DI/AAAAAAAABVc/677v0RaD9t0/s400/DSC02132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273765915760196658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thanksgiving was lived out in such a surreal way yesterday.  After so many weeks (seemed like years!) of not running, I was able to put my first "race" in the books.  Of course, I was only racing against myself, not the true winners of the race.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to run with Mike, Boo's godfather, which made the event even better.  I know many people like to run races alone so that they can "run their own race", and if I was in top shape, I may have decided to do that as well, but yesterday, just being able to run, to run in my town surrounded by so many people that I know, (and even more that I don't know), was a real gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit, over the last few weeks, I have seriously wondered if I would ever really be able to run again.  I had to weigh the benefit over the cost.  I would hurt so much after the runs I did do, that it impacted how I lived the rest of my daily life.  Playing with the kids, walking around, sleeping, etc., were all painful as a result of running.  My attempts to be "healthy" were not amounting to an overall health that I could accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason, last weekend when I ran in Huntsville, all of my pains disappeared.  Maybe it was because I ran on dirt, maybe it was just finally time to be healed, or maybe it was something bigger than myself that intervened.  All I know is that I was in a fair amount of discomfort before even beginning the run and at the end of the run, all pain was gone and has not come back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to run yesterday not really to race, but to test the waters on concrete.  I really expected to have the pain return, but to my great joy, it has not.  And I am so grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd time I have run this race.  The first time, I had only been running about 6 weeks.  I was insane to even consider running it, but I ran it on pure emotion.  My mom had passed away the year prior to that race and I ran it in her honor (as I do all of my races).  I recall many years prior to beginning running, I had envied people who could run that race.  I never believed that it would be something that I could ever do.  When Rick convinced me that I could run it and he would help me, I believed him.  He did help me cross that finish line and I will always cherish that moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was the second year I ran it.  In spite of some nasty weather and very cold temps, I was able to run that race with a dear friend (now soon-to-be brother-in-law as of yesterday!) and finished at a pace that I was happy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, I registered for the race not really knowing if I could run it.  I knew I could probably finish the thing, but how much discomfort I would be in afterward was my primary concern.  I don't mind the typical muscle aches, but stress fractures and muscle spasms that last for weeks at a time are not my idea of fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running yesterday was a gift and I understand this.  Why should I be able to run, to do something that brings me such personal joy?  Others in this life have so many struggles and my issue is whether or not I will be running?  I don't want to go to deep here, but I'm sure you can see where this leads me when I enter that classroom of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/STAuKnO0sXI/AAAAAAAABVk/yC98hZ8d6vE/s1600-h/DSC02140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/STAuKnO0sXI/AAAAAAAABVk/yC98hZ8d6vE/s400/DSC02140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273765923515576690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the race with my son's Godfather and enjoyed every step (well, ok, not the ones coming back over the 45 overpass...)  My spirit was renewed and I felt reconnected with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4390091558512727976?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4390091558512727976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4390091558512727976' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4390091558512727976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4390091558512727976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/run-thru-woods.html' title='Run Thru The Woods 2008'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/STAuKKVy_DI/AAAAAAAABVc/677v0RaD9t0/s72-c/DSC02132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8806943864555870151</id><published>2008-11-26T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:31:12.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS3ABBopJfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/gjgRpzE1sc8/s1600-h/chelsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS3ABBopJfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/gjgRpzE1sc8/s400/chelsey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273081862572025330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Doesn't Chelsey look happy?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe it, but Chelsey is back!  He was found by some wonderful folks who noticed something swimming in their pool last night.  Funny, Chelsey is terrified of water, avoiding it at all costs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they took him to the vet to see if he was "chipped", which he is not.  He doesn't ride in our car much because the stress of it causes him to, well, shall we say, "loose control?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the people that adopted him for the night are also dog-sitters and happen to have 3 dogs of their own, plus another 2 that were visiting for the weekend.  Chelsey was apparently the most well-behaved.  I have a hard time believing that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids went out for another ride to see if they could find him, and were fortunate enough to see a FOUND sign.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know that there are still people in this world who care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8806943864555870151?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8806943864555870151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8806943864555870151' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8806943864555870151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8806943864555870151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s Back!!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS3ABBopJfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/gjgRpzE1sc8/s72-c/chelsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1907687363678285299</id><published>2008-11-26T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:15:13.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>We still can't find Chelsey.  I hope to find a picture of him, but I'm a bad puppy mama.  All of our pictures are old of him and in the non-digital format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Fish has been sick with a stomach bug the past few days.  Last night he felt hungry so I made him some dry toast with a side of apple-sauce.  He began to eat it and yelled out, "What is this??!!"  I informed him that he was eating toast.  "There's no butter on this toast!" he replied.  I explained that he needed to eat dry toast without butter because of his stomach virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, that's not called toast...that's called bread!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a Fishism in awhile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he gave us another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark asked him to go upstairs to wake his siblings to which he replied, "I can't, remember, I'm sick!"  Mark firmly asked, "What are your legs broken?"  Fish responded "Yes!"  Mark said, "uh, huh!"  To which Fish said, "Seriously, they just broke!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, life is a non-stop laugh-fest around here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1907687363678285299?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1907687363678285299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1907687363678285299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1907687363678285299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1907687363678285299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2969130862604487262</id><published>2008-11-25T22:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:54:32.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A small prayer request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS2a5cGr5PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/3LQBmLTjD0Y/s1600-h/Chelsey+LOST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS2a5cGr5PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/3LQBmLTjD0Y/s400/Chelsey+LOST.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273041050308175090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*This is the only picture on the computer of Chelsey.  I think it was taken by one of the young children.  His face is covered with fur right now.  He doesn't like to be groomed and has become very difficult to groom, so we don't do that very often.  It freaks him out too much.  I guess he really is a crotchety old man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fence is currently is a state of disarray as it is being replaced after the damage from good Ol' Ike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our elderly dog has gone missing.  He is very old (16 years!) and I know he probably won't have enough sight or hearing left to help him find his way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention how chilly it will be tonight.  He is a mostly indoor doggie.  His name is Chelsey.  Please pray he returns soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2969130862604487262?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2969130862604487262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2969130862604487262' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2969130862604487262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2969130862604487262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/small-prayer-request.html' title='A small prayer request'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SS2a5cGr5PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/3LQBmLTjD0Y/s72-c/Chelsey+LOST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3141266044181908887</id><published>2008-11-23T22:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:06:30.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Miles</title><content type='html'>I was able to spend sometime this morning in the classroom of silence.  It was wonderful.  I haven't run trails in over 3 months.  I have really missed them, but today, I finally felt back at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legs felt great.  The hip doesn't hurt at all.  I did forget to use my inhaler before my run and that gave me some problems, but after a few miles, I was able to watch my HR and keep my breathing in check.  A great exercise in asthma control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to run on Thanksgiving, not racing, but a nice run.  It will be nice to be out there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3141266044181908887?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3141266044181908887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3141266044181908887' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3141266044181908887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3141266044181908887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/8-miles.html' title='8 Miles'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2592607652046787761</id><published>2008-11-15T19:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:22:51.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten for Texas</title><content type='html'>Oh, glorious day!  What perfect running weather God blessed us with this morning!  Brisk and breezy, yet sunny and bright!  I felt like I was back in Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did not mean a run for me, however.  I debated giving it a go, but I heard Bill's words of wisdom in the back of my mind telling me to be patient.  Not my strongest virtue.  Not by a long shot.  But I listened and I instead headed out the door this morning to support those who did run.  Lem and I met up with Jon, Bill, Holden, Debbie, Waverly, and Natalia for a fun morning of handing out hydration.  We were the last fueling station on the route.  It was great seeing so many runners that I know and even more that I don't!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked like they were feeling good and having fun, and that is the most important thing, well except for winning, but only a few get that treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am enjoying pancakes for dinner and Pink Panther..."I would like to buy a damburger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of my friends running in San Antonio, I wish you well.  I will try to get 7 or 8 miles in myself depending upon how the hip feels.  I can't wait to hear the race reports!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2592607652046787761?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2592607652046787761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2592607652046787761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2592607652046787761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2592607652046787761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/ten-for-texas.html' title='Ten for Texas'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-9042173069517676643</id><published>2008-11-10T22:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:04:10.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It might be nice to be 13 again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRkRdpWh-gI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lpQMagGfFOY/s1600-h/DSC01911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRkRdpWh-gI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lpQMagGfFOY/s400/DSC01911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267260440200739330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, Foo, is 13.  His appetite is huge, but usually consists of a fairly healthy selection of foods.  This weekend found some exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Children's Festival at our Church, the boy ate 4 or 5 hot dogs and then was served 3 more after LifeTeen!  He also ingested 2 servings of blue cotton candy, some nachos, and a few tacquitos.  Gross.  Just thinking about it makes my stomach turn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he topped it all... literally.  As I was finishing up with one of my students (a 14 year old boy), I noticed Foo was making a snack.  I warned him that it was close to dinner time.  He said it was a healthy snack, peanut butter and wheat bread.  Not too bad... until he topped it off with whipped cream!!  We are talking completely covered the thing in cream!!  My student was quite impressed and I think he would have loved a bite or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be jealous if I wasn't so nauseated by it all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-9042173069517676643?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/9042173069517676643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=9042173069517676643' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9042173069517676643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9042173069517676643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-might-be-nice-to-be-13-again.html' title='It might be nice to be 13 again...'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRkRdpWh-gI/AAAAAAAAA_o/lpQMagGfFOY/s72-c/DSC01911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4670963093450760059</id><published>2008-11-08T19:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:25:43.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be?</title><content type='html'>I actually was able to run on a Fit run today?  Yes, I did!  I considered crying, but sucked it up and enjoyed the beautiful weather, the great company, and the blessing of being able to put one foot in front of the other, if only for 5 miles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hip feels great, it's the muscle spasms that continue.  Tonight I took a large dose of Advil.  I've been doing stretches all day.  The Advil wins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bean had an interview with her college of choice today.  It was a great experience, minus the very long car ride which only exacerbated the muscle spasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a mere 26,000/year, we can be assured a wonderful college experience.  I appreciate that this is a well-priced college, but OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get 1,000 of my closest friend to donate 1 dollar for each mile I run at the next marathon... BAM  26,000 good to go!!  Should I set up my paypal button now??  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lem and I went to a volleyball game yesterday and she is so on fire to play.  We are a week too late to sign up at the Y, unless I want to coach.  Looks like we'll have to wait until the spring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited Luke's for her first official pair of running shoes.  She is so excited!  She got a mile in last night and wanted to get another in tonight.  She already had plans to see a play, so that won out, but I will try to get her out there tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Bean mentioned today that she is seriously thinking about trying to run.  I love how teenagers consider things.  It takes more energy to think of excuses not to do something rather than to just do it... oh, wait, that's my approach to laundry!!  Dang, I guess she comes by it honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4670963093450760059?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4670963093450760059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4670963093450760059' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4670963093450760059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4670963093450760059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/could-it-be.html' title='Could it be?'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8119095892361699235</id><published>2008-11-07T13:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:26:33.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so-active Recovery</title><content type='html'>In running news, I've had 3 fairly decent runs this week.  The fracture appears to be healed, however, with each run the psoas muscle appears to go into a spasm that takes awhile to work out.  This is concerning because I believe that my stress fracture was partly caused by the psoas spasm that I couldn't control in the first place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried numerous stretches with little relief.  The best I can do is return to the massage therapist, but honestly, I can't afford to pay 80.00 after each run!  There must be something else I can do.  She has shown me some stretches and I will try them.  I will admit, it is frustrating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some new shoes to see if that helps as well.  I invested in a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mizuno-Alchemy-Running-Shoe-8-5-White-Gunmetal/dp/B001CIEJW4/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=shoes&amp;qid=1226085949&amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Mizuno Alchemy 8s&lt;/a&gt;.  They feel wonderful and during the runs, I didn't feel them at all.  A good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to run tomorrow with Fit.  It is the last run before &lt;a href="http://www.rnrsa.com/home.html"&gt;San Antonio&lt;/a&gt;.  I will not be running their mileage, but my own.  Hopefully, next week, as they run San Antonio, I can be somewhat helpful here at the &lt;a href="http://www.thewoodlandsassociations.org/site/parks-rec/default.aspx?page=379"&gt;Ten for Texas&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I restarted the &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/"&gt;100 Push-up challenge&lt;/a&gt;.  This time I was able to start at the mid-level rather than the 1st one.  Definitely progress from my first attempt at the challenge.  I finished &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/week1.html"&gt;week 1&lt;/a&gt; today.  It was tough to get the last set of 12 in, but I did it.  Total push-ups today, 45.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8119095892361699235?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8119095892361699235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8119095892361699235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8119095892361699235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8119095892361699235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-active-recovery.html' title='Not-so-active Recovery'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-39049421088139255</id><published>2008-11-05T09:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:21:25.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The People have Spoken</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Mr. Obama, our president-elect, on his historic campaign and election to the White House.  Politics aside, I can not help but feel such joy for his accomplishments and sorrow that his grandmother, mother, and father were not here to see this day.  I do know what it is like to lose those closest to you and to miss them so terribly during times of great emotion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be American, proud to be living in a time when race does not determine your ability to become president, finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Obama is our president.  He is my president.  He will have my prayers as he enters into the White House during a very uncertain time in our country's history.  This will not be a picnic for him.  I pray that he can surround himself with the best of the best and glean from their wisdom and experience.  This country can turn around, but one party can not do it alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will watch.  I will stay informed.  I will pray.  I will not lose sight of the dream of our forefathers.  And I will thank God that I live in the United States of America, where to disagree represents the truest form of our freedom and democracy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-39049421088139255?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/39049421088139255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=39049421088139255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/39049421088139255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/39049421088139255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-have-spoken.html' title='The People have Spoken'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7437965184144642307</id><published>2008-11-04T19:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:38:49.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Night Festivities</title><content type='html'>No news.  None.  Nada.  That is first and foremost.  We've had it with watching people tear people apart.  I voted early and have no intention of watching the coverage until sometime tomorrow, after all the expected lawsuits begin to get filed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand polls.  I hate being a prediction, a number, a non-issue.  When I start to lose hope in the electoral process, something is definitely wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that all that have been so energized by this election season continue to stay involved in holding our government accountable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRD5CyXqGdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Tun2wnlhWxE/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRD5CyXqGdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Tun2wnlhWxE/s400/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264981790672165330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we've rented movies, cooked up some mean tacos, some even meaner chocolate pumpkin cupcakes (thanks Tiggs!), and plan to enjoy the freedom that we take for granted most days.  Oh, and I ran.  Again.  More on that later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7437965184144642307?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7437965184144642307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7437965184144642307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7437965184144642307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7437965184144642307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-night-festivities.html' title='Election Night Festivities'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SRD5CyXqGdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Tun2wnlhWxE/s72-c/DSC01981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3536439612029269603</id><published>2008-11-01T17:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:48:57.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger things have happened!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzcss5NnFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UkUFvvYe_UU/s1600-h/Obama-Palin-704059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzcss5NnFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UkUFvvYe_UU/s400/Obama-Palin-704059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263824725012749394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stolen from &lt;a href="http://www.nancy262.com/index.htm"&gt;Nancy's&lt;/a&gt; blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3536439612029269603?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3536439612029269603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3536439612029269603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3536439612029269603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3536439612029269603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/stranger-things-have-happened.html' title='Stranger things have happened!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzcss5NnFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/UkUFvvYe_UU/s72-c/Obama-Palin-704059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3994638061953779740</id><published>2008-11-01T17:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:19:05.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hallow's Eve</title><content type='html'>I had to post this for Barbara today.  My godson came to visit last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzTwiCn3YI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2zdpzxt-Qyc/s1600-h/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzTwiCn3YI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2zdpzxt-Qyc/s400/DSC01941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263814895214255490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was scarier?  Today, my neighbor, not the sharpest crayons in the box I might add, decided to power wash their area rug today... &lt;br /&gt;***You must enlarge this picture to get the full effect, cigarette hanging out of the mouth, crap falling out of the garage, etc.  Is this really an approved means of cleaning an area rug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzU7cFfgKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/I76piMIYZkM/s1600-h/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzU7cFfgKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/I76piMIYZkM/s400/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263816182105866402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that the beloved truck she is standing upon has been broken down for about 6 months now.  Gotta love The Woods!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3994638061953779740?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3994638061953779740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3994638061953779740' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3994638061953779740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3994638061953779740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-hallows-eve.html' title='All Hallow&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQzTwiCn3YI/AAAAAAAAA_I/2zdpzxt-Qyc/s72-c/DSC01941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5376014126469982511</id><published>2008-10-29T02:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:55:13.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful</title><content type='html'>I am not sure which is more painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hip stress fracture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to run during this unbelievable weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving a race confirmation card for the now sold out San Antonio Rock and Roll Marathon the day after I've canceled my accommodations &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5376014126469982511?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5376014126469982511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5376014126469982511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5376014126469982511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5376014126469982511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/painful.html' title='Painful'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7391539362708757312</id><published>2008-10-24T20:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:29:45.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQJ2PBF9bdI/AAAAAAAAA-0/fpoDP30g4G0/s1600-h/200px-HSM_3_Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQJ2PBF9bdI/AAAAAAAAA-0/fpoDP30g4G0/s400/200px-HSM_3_Poster.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260897315085708754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surprised Lem this morning with a pair of tickets to see High School Musical 3!  It was a great movie, which surprised me.  I enjoyed the music, the dancing, and the outfits.  Joelle brought her girls as well.  We had a great time and laughed an awful lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Disclaimer***  I am a sucker for a sappy, happy-ending movies complete with nerd factor all over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7391539362708757312?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7391539362708757312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7391539362708757312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7391539362708757312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7391539362708757312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a lighter note...'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SQJ2PBF9bdI/AAAAAAAAA-0/fpoDP30g4G0/s72-c/200px-HSM_3_Poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3182620734279360037</id><published>2008-10-24T06:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:24:33.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out on a limb</title><content type='html'>I don't usually feel comfortable posting about my political decisions on a running blog.  It's not because I'm terribly secretive about where I stand, I think it is pretty obvious being a Catholic mom of 6 kids.  It's more because I'm not full of wit and wonderful words about the current state of our election process.  I am definitely not a political pundit by any stretch of the imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been the recipient of several nights without sleep thinking about the type of country my children will be living in.  The bottom line is this.  As much as we'd all love to believe that they can, NEITHER of these candidates is able save our country.  The Savior has already come and until He comes again, we will continue to battle the sin of our world.  The Good News is that He left us with a &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/nab/bible/"&gt;wonderful road map on how to live.  If only we would follow it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many issues to be concerned with during this time in our country's history, and I do study as much as I can to understand them, but in the end, there is truly only one issue that determines where my vote goes.  I vote Pro-Life. (surprise, surprise)  That of course means that Mr. Obama will not be getting my vote.  I am not excited about McCain, but he is willing to defend the right to life, and from where I stand, if there is no life, there are no other "issues" to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall Obama talking about his daughters during his acceptance speech.  He stated that he would not want his daughters punished with a baby if they "made a mistake."  He is saying, without any misunderstanding, that he would approve of the abortion of his grandchild.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that his mother was a single mom and raised him with the help of his grandparents, I wonder if she ever felt that she had been saddled with a mistake?  And if she had had the legal option, would she have chosen to abort him?  And if she did, would we be looking at the possibility of electing the first Afro-American into office this year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Mark mentioned to me that 50% of Catholics are voting for Obama.  I know many other people of the Christian faith that are voting for him as well.  I understand the frustration with the government.  I wish I could vote a real change in.  But the only real issue, again, is the issue of life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishops of the American Catholic Church issued a document last year called &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/faithfulcitizenship/FCStatement.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Forming Consciences for Faithful Citizenship&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;   I encourage all to read this.  It is 42 pages, but worth the time.  It helps to guide the Christian voter through this maze of decisions that we must make.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishops of Dallas and Fort Worth issued a letter this month during the Respect Life month.  You can read the &lt;a href="http://www.prolifedallas.org/page/Joint_Statement"&gt;joint statement here&lt;/a&gt; and while the letter has drawn some negative criticism for "attempting to endorse a particular candidate", I believe it is an attempt on the behalf of the Church to educate the faithful in what exactly our baptismal call obligates us to do, and that is to reject the "intrinsic evil" that attacks human life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter from the Bishops states:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Forming Consciences for Faithful Citizenship clearly teaches that not all issues have the same moral&lt;br /&gt;equivalence. Some issues involve “intrinsic evils”; that is, they can never under any circumstance or&lt;br /&gt;condition be morally justified. Preeminent among these intrinsic evils are legalized abortion, the promotion&lt;br /&gt;of same sex unions and “marriages”, repression of religious liberty, as well as public policies permitting&lt;br /&gt;euthanasia, racial discrimination or destructive human embryonic stem cell research&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The document&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Forming Conscience of Faithful Citizenship states&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“There are some things we must never do, as individuals or as a society, because they are always&lt;br /&gt;incompatible with love of God and neighbor. Such actions are so deeply flawed that they are&lt;br /&gt;always opposed to the authentic good of persons. These are called ‘intrinsically evil’ actions. They&lt;br /&gt;must always be rejected and opposed and must never be supported or condoned.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I agree that things are a mess in Washington and we do need a change, we also need real HOPE.  The hope of life.  The hope that all life is protected, especially the most vulnerable and the most unable to defend itself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will call me a one-issue voter, and I suppose I would have to agree with them.  However, after reading this letter and the document issued by the Conference of Bishoops, I have a better understanding of why this "one-issue" is the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;most important&lt;/span&gt; issue.  If voting on this one issue causes me to pay higher taxes (which I doubt it will) it is a price I am willing to pay.  It is certainly less of a price than that which 48 million innocent lives have paid since 1973.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this election to be over.  I have been sickened by what I have seen from both parties especially over the last few years which are now coming back to haunt us.  My biggest hope is that some of them, and I can not which party they are affiliated with, stand up, accept responsibility for the mess they have created and set their hearts and minds to fix it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to get back to running soon and hopefully that will inspire some running posts again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3182620734279360037?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3182620734279360037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3182620734279360037' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3182620734279360037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3182620734279360037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-out-on-limb.html' title='Going out on a limb'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8694085270648816810</id><published>2008-10-19T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:05:16.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT!</title><content type='html'>That is the only word to describe this beautiful weather!  So what can one do when one isn't running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go visit Thomas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoVwOyKYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JyH64TU_j-g/s1600-h/DSC01739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoVwOyKYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JyH64TU_j-g/s400/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258911712818637186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are for Tiggs...  A future cupcake maker??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoWNJ5QmI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Su7vJnM7EI4/s1600-h/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoWNJ5QmI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Su7vJnM7EI4/s400/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258911720582759010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, these tasted awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoWaklidI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Q70AcI4YdOk/s1600-h/DSC01872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoWaklidI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Q70AcI4YdOk/s400/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258911724184373714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8694085270648816810?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8694085270648816810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8694085270648816810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8694085270648816810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8694085270648816810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect.html' title='PERFECT!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SPtoVwOyKYI/AAAAAAAAA-c/JyH64TU_j-g/s72-c/DSC01739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6577095443823803446</id><published>2008-10-11T16:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:38:56.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Huntsville Half</title><content type='html'>What a great day for a race!  Lem and I headed out this morning to help at the Huntsville Half Marathon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit chilly this morning and I couldn't help but say a big "Thank you" to the man upstairs for great temps for my running friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were placed at Ave I and 14th Street to help direct the runners around the prison yard.  It was a bit spooky when we first got there.  Lem had never seen a prison before nor a guard tower complete with an armed guard.  I convinced her that we were completely safe and had personal body guards watching over us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an abandoned building on the opposite side of the street which apparently had a very bad smell coming from it.  Lem and I couldn't smell it thanks to being on the good side of the downwind, however, I saw many runners covering their mouths and noses as they passed by.  It must have been bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The runners were so awesome!  I loved seeing the determination, the smiles, the effort that they had.  Runner #1 had the appropriate bib number, #1.  I don't know yet if he won overall, but I would bet that he did.  He was so fast!  Of course &lt;a href="http://www.psychorunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adrienne&lt;/a&gt; was certainly amazing and a true inspiration to watch!  That is one quick lady!!  Lem was totally impressed!  I wonder if she'll get the running bug again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete was burning up the road and I believe he broke his own personal PR!  Way to go, Pete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw so many great folks today.  In no certain order, Jon, Bill, Evan, Debbie, Misty, Joe M., Carlos O., Norman, Lavonne, and of course, Ken.  I know I am leaving someone out, so accept my apologies if I have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was certainly renewed with the fever to run watching the race today!  I can't wait to get back to business, but I am not going to rush it.  As much as I would like to start next week, I am going to obey the rules and hold off at least one more week before I start up again.  I have had lots of time to re-evaluate my goals and I am looking forward to setting up a new schedule of races that reflect quality running instead of quantity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lem and I had so much fun today.  It was a great experience for both of us and we even got to have a nice breakfast afterwards.   In a house with many siblings, having one on one time is hard to come by, so I treasure these moments very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who put the race together and those who ran it.  Your spirit is amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6577095443823803446?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6577095443823803446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6577095443823803446' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6577095443823803446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6577095443823803446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/huntsville-half.html' title='Huntsville Half'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4442248282245063673</id><published>2008-10-09T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:48:16.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Steps!</title><content type='html'>I have been relatively pain-free the last two days.  No need for Advil.  No running in close to 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove the stick shift today with no pain.  Maybe next week, I'll take the legs for a small spin around the block.  We'll see how the weekend goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to help at the Huntsville Half this Saturday.  Maybe I'll see some of you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD... I can't access your blog.  Have you gone private?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4442248282245063673?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4442248282245063673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4442248282245063673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4442248282245063673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4442248282245063673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/small-steps.html' title='Small Steps!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7332729926831839444</id><published>2008-10-07T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:15:25.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Finally, something I CAN do!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to contact my Financial guy today and let him know that we will be canceling our life insurance policies with AIG.  I figure 60 - 85 billion of our money is enough.  No more monthly premiums.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxbusiness.com/story/markets/industries/finance/aig-executives-blow--getting-bailout/"&gt;Living Large At AIG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7332729926831839444?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7332729926831839444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7332729926831839444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7332729926831839444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7332729926831839444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5983859092311300806</id><published>2008-10-06T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:26:08.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE CANCER!</title><content type='html'>I am feeling kind of beside myself tonight.  Not sorry for myself, because I know my life is so full of blessings.  But here it is, Breast Cancer awareness month, a month that I could be training to run for those who are fighting not only breast cancer, but all cancer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young mom in our homeschooling group had a double mastectomy today.  Her mom and grandmother died from breast cancer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it seems, I hear of someone else that is taking on the cancer fight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can pray, and believe me I do, but I am the kind of person that needs to DO something.  Even if it doesn't really "help", kind of like sweeping the floor when dealing with a family crisis, it doesn't help the crisis, but it does help feel like I am doing something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can run and raise money, raise awareness, offer my physical discomforts on behalf of someone else (the Catholic in me), I feel like I am doing something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what this post is about other than being a vent of sorts.  I just want cancer to make like the stupid politicians in Washington and GO AWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5983859092311300806?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5983859092311300806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5983859092311300806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5983859092311300806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5983859092311300806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-cancer.html' title='I HATE CANCER!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5443627681118567029</id><published>2008-10-06T18:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:44:47.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No running, lots of time to think about 700 BILLION!</title><content type='html'>Are you kidding me?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081006/ap_on_go_co/meltdown_lehman"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; today on Yahoo News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gist of the article is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Richard Fuld, exec of Lehman Brothers was paid 350 million dollars in salary between 2000 -2007.  This is when the company was having their troubles.  Do ya think they could have cut those salaries a bit and saved the company?  No... that wouldn't have been the right thing to do because this man DESERVED all of that cash for all his hard work, investing OUR money!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  He and his cronies also spent several days coming up with millions of dollars in severance pay for some company executives while at the same time, asking US and the GOVERNMENT for HELP for his POOR LITTLE COMPANY!!??  And he also whines, "Till they put me in the ground, I'll never understand why we didn't get the help but the others did."  Wah.  Wah, wah, wah.  Get over it buddy.  Go spend some of that 350 million you've made in the last 7 years and feel better.  Invest in our dying economy.  Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really trying to work on my peace of mind whilst not running.  This political stuff isn't helping.  Obama's plan will put my business in the toilet and McCain has gone from Maverick to Marshmallow.  I want a do-over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5443627681118567029?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5443627681118567029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5443627681118567029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5443627681118567029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5443627681118567029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-running-lots-of-time-to-think-about.html' title='No running, lots of time to think about 700 BILLION!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-405175898898425934</id><published>2008-10-04T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:42:11.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weirdness is starting to take over</title><content type='html'>Almost three weeks with no running.  The insanity is starting to take over.  I was up until 2 am shredding files that were over 10 years old.  I am also having lots of crazy dreams and I am starting to let some curse words slip... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting ugly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-405175898898425934?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/405175898898425934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=405175898898425934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/405175898898425934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/405175898898425934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/weirdness-is-starting-to-take-over.html' title='The weirdness is starting to take over'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1997776871216875553</id><published>2008-10-01T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:45:15.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadville</title><content type='html'>I had hoped to run in Leadville, but it wasn't to be this time.  Maybe one of these days I'll be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a walking tour of the quaint little town.  It was a great trip.  We ate at a great restaurant, &lt;a href="http://www.goldenburro.com/"&gt;The Golden Burro Cafe.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gFEpoxI/AAAAAAAAA54/L85vcoIujHc/s1600-h/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gFEpoxI/AAAAAAAAA54/L85vcoIujHc/s400/DSC01413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252380791142982418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local watering hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gca119I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Mw9AX9LnumM/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gca119I/AAAAAAAAA6A/Mw9AX9LnumM/s400/DSC01414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252380797410072530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tabor Opera House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gtS04qI/AAAAAAAAA6I/6uGfRHVWfjk/s1600-h/DSC01463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gtS04qI/AAAAAAAAA6I/6uGfRHVWfjk/s400/DSC01463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252380801939858082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of giving sugar to my kids, but these lollipops really did give us all peace of mind during the long drives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1997776871216875553?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1997776871216875553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1997776871216875553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1997776871216875553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1997776871216875553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/leadville.html' title='Leadville'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQ0gFEpoxI/AAAAAAAAA54/L85vcoIujHc/s72-c/DSC01413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8208744412739851156</id><published>2008-10-01T21:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:30:40.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more pictures from Colorado</title><content type='html'>Since I have some time on my hands, I thought it might be worthy to put up a few more shots from our trip to Colorado.  These are from our trip up to the Summit of Pike's Peak.  I was pretty freaked out most of the trip up and down because of my intense fear of heights, and my brother-in-law's obsession with driving too fast, but once I was on the Summit, I was strangely calm, as long as I didn't look over the edge or get close to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwT61CIjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8BoIlweBQ1Q/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwT61CIjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8BoIlweBQ1Q/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252376184188183090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the SLIGHT hint of FEAR in my expression??  I think it looks like I am in a small engine aircraft rather than an SUV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUGE0ICI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/O6Zlqstp_uI/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUGE0ICI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/O6Zlqstp_uI/s400/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252376187207163938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This view made the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUEGAcVI/AAAAAAAAA5g/FYcAfRGFIZs/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUEGAcVI/AAAAAAAAA5g/FYcAfRGFIZs/s400/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252376186675294546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, Bean and Lem.  Lem is holding snow.  I was holding my breath hoping they didn't step backwards!!!  I get queasy just seeing this picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUS0Y0sI/AAAAAAAAA5o/rgbo4hQ-Q2Q/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUS0Y0sI/AAAAAAAAA5o/rgbo4hQ-Q2Q/s400/DSC01566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252376190627926722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Pike's Peak from the Garden of the Gods several times.  This was the first time I was able to see Garden of the Gods from above.  It looks so very small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUoEmcXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FHK-r4eLCaM/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwUoEmcXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/FHK-r4eLCaM/s400/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252376196333072754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bean, Foo, and Fish at the Summit.  Boo was in the car asleep and Lem was playing with the snow.  I was getting hot chocolate and donuts!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8208744412739851156?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8208744412739851156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8208744412739851156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8208744412739851156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8208744412739851156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-more-pictures-from-colorado.html' title='A few more pictures from Colorado'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOQwT61CIjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8BoIlweBQ1Q/s72-c/DSC01543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7396715561599901135</id><published>2008-09-29T15:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:02:50.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Official Unofficial Diagnosis</title><content type='html'>Because stress fractures don't typically show up on an x-ray, and because I can't justify paying 1000.00 for an MRI, I am going to rely on my wonderful doctor's opinion that I am indeed dealing with a hip stress fracture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the role of &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt; will now be played by me... at least for 6 to 8 weeks.  San Antonio is out.  Sunmart is questionable, Rocky, probable, but not 100 miles.  TIR is safe, baring any more unforseen difficulties.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ok with this.  I figure I need to learn to train smarter and this will certainly show me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, this is about being healthy to be there for my family.  Now I just get to spend some more time with them and try more bike riding and maybe even swimming (e-gads!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's who I'll be spending more time with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOFAIARpbwI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Xl5rPDDVhTA/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOFAIARpbwI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Xl5rPDDVhTA/s400/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251549146747858690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.onlineshoes.com/productpage.asp?gen=w&amp;pcid=99078&amp;adtrack=froogle&amp;term=women%27s+brooks+cascadia+3&amp;offer="&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; will be waiting for me, oh so patiently, in their box, in my closet...gently calling my name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOFBNz1ZVRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fcdFX0dQjU4/s1600-h/green+brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOFBNz1ZVRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fcdFX0dQjU4/s400/green+brooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251550345998980370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they purty???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7396715561599901135?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7396715561599901135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7396715561599901135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7396715561599901135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7396715561599901135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/official-unofficial-diagnosis.html' title='The Official Unofficial Diagnosis'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SOFAIARpbwI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Xl5rPDDVhTA/s72-c/DSC01415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-746225535424847809</id><published>2008-09-26T10:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:06:10.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for September to end</title><content type='html'>We started the month with the dreaded 7 day stomach virus of our two-year old, followed by a visit from Hurricane Ike.  As soon as the debris was cleared, well actually, the debris has yet to be cleared, the power has yet to be restored to many of our friends, we packed up and headed for our trip to Colorado.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we have been in Colorado, my dear husband has developed a very scary condition, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_altitude_pulmonary_edema"&gt;HAPE&lt;/a&gt;.  While he is okay now, it was a very scary experience and until we leave, he must use oxygen.  (the embarrassing pictures will follow...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did make it to Garden of the Gods and Pike's Peak yesterday.  It was beautiful and exciting, minus the treacherous driving of my beloved brother-in-law who seems to think that because he can drive well in &lt;a href="http://us.playstation.com/granturismo/"&gt;Grand Turismo&lt;/a&gt;, this translates over into the real world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of Pike's Peak, I was able to take in the site that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katharine_Lee_Bates"&gt;Katherine Lee Bates did before she was inspired to write&lt;a href="http://kids.niehs.nih.gov/lyrics/america.htm"&gt; America the Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pause and wonder if anyone in Washington even cares about America anymore.  Or are we just an opportunity for the corrupt politicians to become wealthier and more corrupt leaving the good people behind to deal with their messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as a country, are more concerned with who is left on the island, who is in the semi-finals of American Idol, or who is going to dance themselves to a trophy on Dancing with the Stars.  How much do we know about what is destined to be the possible end of our economic freedom as we have known it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't pretend to have the answers or even to understand it all, but I do get that this is serious.   When lawmakers agree to work through a weekend, it is serious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need leadership in a big way.  Instead of telling us about the change you are going to impart, why not show us?  Why not show us that you care enough to have a say in the very issue that will be first on your plate when you take office?  Let's stop pointing fingers and start working together, please!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I am not running, so I have lots of time to let things stir in my mind.  Too much.  I have an appointment on Monday to find out what is going on with my hip.  I think it may be a stress fracture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to go figure out if I have any money left in my Washington Mutual account...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-746225535424847809?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/746225535424847809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=746225535424847809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/746225535424847809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/746225535424847809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/ready-for-september-to-end.html' title='Ready for September to end'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-217443685011332917</id><published>2008-09-21T22:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:13:12.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Essay</title><content type='html'>A few photos from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcabCX8gLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QqiqfMC73tM/s1600-h/boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcabCX8gLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QqiqfMC73tM/s400/boo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248692942519697586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying at a lumberjack's abode!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcaa2Fz5hI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/68NfP4k2Nd4/s1600-h/moose+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcaa2Fz5hI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/68NfP4k2Nd4/s400/moose+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248692939222410770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a stuffed, fake moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcab3Af73I/AAAAAAAAA4w/pnZe-HdM26E/s1600-h/DSC01372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcab3Af73I/AAAAAAAAA4w/pnZe-HdM26E/s400/DSC01372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248692956648435570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcab5O8ZeI/AAAAAAAAA44/y0wL22EssZA/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcab5O8ZeI/AAAAAAAAA44/y0wL22EssZA/s400/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248692957245892066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the back porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcabXMNKrI/AAAAAAAAA4o/YIhZTDRxKRs/s1600-h/DSC01336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcabXMNKrI/AAAAAAAAA4o/YIhZTDRxKRs/s400/DSC01336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248692948107602610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the woods!  Foo, my 13 year old, is officially taller than me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-217443685011332917?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/217443685011332917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=217443685011332917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/217443685011332917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/217443685011332917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/photo-essay.html' title='Photo Essay'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SNcabCX8gLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QqiqfMC73tM/s72-c/boo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1930810818506230259</id><published>2008-09-21T10:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:51:42.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Survived - part 2</title><content type='html'>As you all know, we survived Ike and now I can report that we have survived the 22 hour journey to Copper Mountain, Colorado.  5 kids, 2 adults, not much sleep, yucky food, but we had a great time getting here!  The only drawback was the excessive gas problem two of the boys had... Bean was not very happy about that as she was stuck sitting next to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lem took great care of Boo and Fish for most of the journey.  She is such a great helper.  Actually, all of the kids were fantastic.  Boo sat in his seat for almost 10 hours straight yesterday without one complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house we are staying in is incredibly beautiful.  I will post pictures later, but for now, take my word for it.  Breathtaking views of the Rockies out the windows, dirt trails to run on out the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the running.  This is my 3rd trip to Colorado in 2 years.  The past two times I came, there was no time to run as I was in seminars all day and had an injury that prevented my from really getting out there.  I had high hopes of running lots while here this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been battling lots of hip pain for several weeks now.  I finally got the spasms in my psoas muscle worked out and now realized that it isn't just muscular.  I believe I may have a hip stress fracture.  I am trying to be in denial about this.  But typing it here will serve to remind me that I need to listen to my body and rest the hip to see if it gets better.  The consequences of not doing so are great.  I haven't run since Tuesday and the hip doesn't feel much better.  I am taking 1500 mg of calcium to help heal the fracture if it is indeed there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like I can run later this week, that is, if I have no hip pain, I will run.  If the pain comes back, I'll know that there really is a problem and will investigate it further once I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had many goals for this running season and it looks like they may be squashed.  If that is the case, I'll accept it and spend some time reading and listening to what His will is right now.  I vascillate between acceptance and frustration, but I need to count my blessings.   There are too many to name, too many to count.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running is something I enjoy, but I fear I may have let it become something that I am and that is not good.  Perhaps this bump in the road will serve a higher purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, I have a fake Moose head hanging over my bed...  yes, pictures will follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1930810818506230259?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1930810818506230259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1930810818506230259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1930810818506230259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1930810818506230259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-survived-part-2.html' title='We Survived - part 2'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2897203828949666684</id><published>2008-09-19T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:10:06.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We survived!</title><content type='html'>We just got the internet back and I have much I'd like to share about the past few days, but for now, just a quick update to let you all know that we are okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had minor damage compared to others around town.  We are grateful to have power back, especially after only 4 days.  We were expecting 2 - 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures and more thoughts later.  Right now, we are packing to head out on our family retreat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2897203828949666684?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2897203828949666684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2897203828949666684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2897203828949666684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2897203828949666684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-survived.html' title='We survived!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7076844896944751140</id><published>2008-09-12T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:27:04.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Check In</title><content type='html'>After hearing that some of our family was coming to stay with us to ride out the storm, I made a mad dash to the bedrooms and bathrooms to get them in order.  With as much running and working as I have been doing, dusting hasn't been high on the priority list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also taking full advantage of this time at home to catch up on laundry.  It's truly amazing how much of the stuff our home creates.  We wash clothes every single day.  I mean, every single day.  And yet, we still managed to get in about 6 loads today and I still have 3 more to go.  This is all of our towels, all of our sheets, shower curtains, rugs, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have most things secured.  I guess we'll know how well it was secured soon enough.  I didn't take down the trampoline.  We used our bike locks to chain it to a pretty large tree.  My theory is that if that tree goes, our house is toast anyway, so the extra trampoline in my kitchen won't make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even able to get a nice 10 miles in today.  My hip has been really giving me trouble.  The psoas muscle to be exact.  I've done the chiropractor, massages, advil, rest, and nothing was helping.  I finally looked up &lt;a href="http://www.julstro.com/"&gt;Julie Donnely's&lt;/a&gt; number and made an appointment to see her.  It was scheduled for today, so unfortunately it got canceled.  I did download her ebook, however, and was able to carry out the stretches on my own.  I was shocked at how easy yet how effective these stretches are!  I highly recommend getting a copy of her book, &lt;a href="http://www.julstro.com/ebook_catalog.html"&gt;Pain-free living&lt;/a&gt;.  It's worth every cent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My psoas started spasming again after the run.  I did the stretches, and it feel fine now.  I am sure I'll be having to do this for a while, but just having that kind of control over my own pain and health is very empowering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are settling in for a long, bumpy night.  We have the 5 kids, Mark and I, and my Mother in Law (who is folding all of my laundry!!) and her sister.  My father in law is staying in Spring for now.  His brother in law, Ted, drew his last breath this evening.  He had been very ill with cancer and now, he is resting in the arms of Our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all be safe tonight and tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7076844896944751140?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7076844896944751140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7076844896944751140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7076844896944751140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7076844896944751140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-check-in.html' title='Hurricane Check In'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8319604235051473460</id><published>2008-09-11T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:54:03.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of one storm,  heading into another</title><content type='html'>It looks like we are heading out of the storm of the stomach virus and straight into the path of another pain in the butt, &lt;a href="http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/"&gt;Ike&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo is looking better, though his poor backside is still reeling from it all, it seems the worst is over.  Unfortunately, Fish is headed down the same track.  Good news, he doesn't wear diapers!  Plenty of Cottonelle on hand though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Cottonelle, good luck trying to find any right now.  It's flown off the shelves of the stores along with water, bread, and other necessities required in the aftermath of a hurricane.  And why is it that the lemmings seem to ingest way too much of the stupid pill before heading out to prepare for the dreaded storm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, the most dangerous part of the storm occurs way before the thing ever makes landfall.  Rather, it is most deadly when the Land Rovers, the Land Cruisers, and other Land Yachts decide to make their projected tracks to the local markets, running over anything in their paths, leaving no stone unturned, no stop light paused at, no grocery clerk left verbally un-assualted!  I just want to bring along my megaphone and shout out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREATHE, PEOPLE, BREATHE!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying put for the storm.  No sense in getting out in the traffic and going nowhere fast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are unsure of what to have on hand to prepare for Ike, check our &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/das_mixture/2008/09/hurricane-prepa.html"&gt;Mr. JD's blog.&lt;/a&gt;  He's got your back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more important issues, today is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patriot_Day"&gt;Patriot Day&lt;/a&gt;, certainly not to be confused with&lt;a href="http://www.newenglandtravelplanner.com/whentogo/events/patriots_day.html"&gt; Patriots' Day&lt;/a&gt;, which is what I grew up with in Massachusetts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that all the families truly feel the support of our nation behind them today and everyday, that our troops know how much they are appreciated and admired, and that those who hate America understand that &lt;a href="http://oldbluejacket.com/9_11_2001.htm"&gt;we will never forget&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8319604235051473460?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8319604235051473460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8319604235051473460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8319604235051473460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8319604235051473460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-of-one-storm-heading-into-another.html' title='Out of one storm,  heading into another'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7249313244324224550</id><published>2008-09-08T15:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:08:43.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>32 diaper changes and climbing</title><content type='html'>32 diaper changes, best we can remember.  The hours between 2 and 5 am this morning are a bit foggy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach bugs stink.  Literally and figuratively.  Boo has learned two 5-word sentences though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Mommy, NO MORE DIAPER CHANGES!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Daddy, NO MORE DIAPER CHANGES!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also know say with great ease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Me no like it!"&lt;br /&gt;     "Oh, no!  Poopie again!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say he is very advanced for his 35 months of age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to the ol' chiropractor.  I've had enough of this resting business.  I wish I could get a chiropractor to go.  Do they even offer that?  I mean how hard can it be to figure out how to put my child-bearing hips back into place??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And has anyone see the special on Fox News about Sarah Palin??  She is quite the go-getter!  She was back in office 1 day after giving birth to her daughter, Piper, and 3 days after her son, Twig.  Normally, that type of woman would drive me crazy.  She makes me look bad!  I like to take my first 6 years, er I mean 6 weeks, post-partum period very seriously.  No driving, no activities out of the house.  I know once I start back up again, all bets are off and I am on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the woman has some drive.  She has even run a sub-4 hour marathon.  Not that this guarantees my vote, but it is an admirable quality.  And one I hope to attain someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the chiro.  For the sake of my family, it better work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to&lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt; JD &lt;/a&gt;for the Petty Mix.  I have some new tunes to download for our trip coming up in a few weeks to Colorado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7249313244324224550?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7249313244324224550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7249313244324224550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7249313244324224550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7249313244324224550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/32-diaper-changes-and-climbing.html' title='32 diaper changes and climbing'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8673600774127660221</id><published>2008-09-07T12:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:34:32.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another mileless day</title><content type='html'>We were up most of the night with a sick little Boo.  He appears to have a stomach bug.  Several diaper changes since early this morning, (up to 8 so far today!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is a reason I am  not supposed to be running right now, but I want to understand one thing.  Why is it when I add an extra day or two of training in, it doesn't seem to make a difference, yet when I miss a day or two, or three, it seems devasting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are much bigger problems out there, so I can't allow myself to feel too bad about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8673600774127660221?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8673600774127660221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8673600774127660221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8673600774127660221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8673600774127660221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-mileless-day.html' title='Another mileless day'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-5450759372873214692</id><published>2008-09-06T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:51:36.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me??</title><content type='html'>I walked out the door this morning and actually said, "Brrrrr!"  The cruel joke for me today was the decision to not run and instead ride the bike for the planned 18 miles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hip and calf have been uncooperative this week.  Not sure if it is the new shoes, the higher mileage, the faster pace, or the slope of the shoulder last weekend.  Most likely it is a combination of all of these things, but trying to figure out the worst culprits may take some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to run some trails tomorrow, in a neutral shoe, at a slower pace.  If the hip holds up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is in the air!  I pray it's here to stay, but I have a sneaking suspicion that this is just "teaser" weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to ride this morning, but I would much rather have been hitting the road with my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sign fall is here... Starbucks is now serving Spiced Pumpkin Lattes!!  Woo Hoo!  The only time of the year I step foot into Starbucks.  It's worth the wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to meet Christy, today!  What a sweet lady!  Hopefully we can meet again at another run where I am actually running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SMNBf1TpnlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TYi2e_Y9BkM/s1600-h/christy+and+karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SMNBf1TpnlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TYi2e_Y9BkM/s400/christy+and+karen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243106406330637906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-5450759372873214692?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/5450759372873214692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=5450759372873214692' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5450759372873214692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/5450759372873214692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me??'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SMNBf1TpnlI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TYi2e_Y9BkM/s72-c/christy+and+karen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6167642888941789918</id><published>2008-09-02T00:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:12:27.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Run</title><content type='html'>A nice night for a run with a few friends... I wasn't lucky enough to see the &lt;a href="http://coach-bill.blogspot.com/2008/09/bigfoot-sighting-and-were-still-alive.html"&gt;Bigfoots&lt;/a&gt; running around the Woods.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little humid, but Gustav provided a nice breeze to cool us a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a tempo run...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Total Miles:  4.92  Total Time:  46:50   Avg Pace:  9:31  Avg HR:  166&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  9:16&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  9:34&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  9:08&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  10:49  (walk break)&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5:  8:44&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6167642888941789918?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6167642888941789918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6167642888941789918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6167642888941789918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6167642888941789918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-run.html' title='Labor Day Run'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1477616930403772675</id><published>2008-08-31T14:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:18:52.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SSHHPMR</title><content type='html'>Short, Slow, Hot, Humid, Painful, Miserable Run.  Ok, not totally miserable.  I was with Lem!  We made it over to the new &lt;a href="http://www.smoothiefactory.com/"&gt;Smoothie Factory&lt;/a&gt; where she was able to get a nice smoothie.  I passed on the smoothie today because I still had to run back.  I did sneak a sip or two and it was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1BR4ADUI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3E00uwvCjA/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1BR4ADUI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3E00uwvCjA/s400/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240770518725954882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Lem on my new bike enjoying a sip of her smootie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smoothiefactory.com/"&gt;A new favorite place&lt;/a&gt;, which took root in my &lt;a href="http://www.itsagrind.com/"&gt;old favorite place&lt;/a&gt;, which is right next door to &lt;a href="http://www.wingstop.com/"&gt;my guilty pleasure place&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1BgKAelI/AAAAAAAAA2I/FcIgvrFs8-I/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1BgKAelI/AAAAAAAAA2I/FcIgvrFs8-I/s400/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240770522559576658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; OK, I'll admit it.  I am a very biased mom and I think she is cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the owners was running the blenders today and what a sweet, sweet lady she is.  She offered me a bottle of water anytime I need it and kindly filled my bottle with ice chips.  You gotta love her!  The only negative I could see was the number of muscle magazines and men's health magazines lying around.  I was with my little girl and sometimes, those publications include articles and advertisements that she (nor anyone) should not view...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had 4 near misses today and one really ticked off lady honk at me because I stopped to let her pass.  Go figure.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 miles, 10:51 pace. Closing the month of August with 141 miles.  It was so humid, I felt like I was inhaling pudding!  Dramatic, aren't I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect from the ghost runner??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1CM9ObbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/vkKPAsAwKaQ/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1CM9ObbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/vkKPAsAwKaQ/s400/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240770534585560498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1477616930403772675?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1477616930403772675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1477616930403772675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1477616930403772675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1477616930403772675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/sshhpmr.html' title='SSHHPMR'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SLr1BR4ADUI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3E00uwvCjA/s72-c/DSC01256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-7348527186705601839</id><published>2008-08-30T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:39:40.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite 50</title><content type='html'>It was an "off" week from Fit because of the holiday, but we still had 17 miles on the books.  TWRC was kind enough to plan a run for all of us to enjoy, but I wanted to get out earlier than 6 am, so Pete and I ran from my house.  Pete ran one loop with me and Dirt Runner, the second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my shower, I noticed that the mosquitoes enjoyed quite the breakfast... all over my legs!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make 50 miles this week, but I came close.  I ran 45 miles over 5 days.  Missing last Sunday's run and cutting Thursday's run short meant a shortfall on the mileage.  45 miles in a week is my top mileage so far and the legs feel surprisingly well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Time: 2:47:50;  Total Mileage: 16.01;  Avg. Pace: 10:29;  Avg HR: 159&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 124;  Calories Burned: 1580 today.  4330 for the week!  Set me up with some OREOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Mileage: 45.3;   Monthly Mileage:  136&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  10:11&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  10:15&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  10:09&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  12:26&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5:  11:46&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6:  10:01&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7:  10:31&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8:  10:29&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9:   9:25&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10: 11:11&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11:  9:40&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12:  9:40&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13: 11:01&lt;br /&gt;Mile 14: 11:04&lt;br /&gt;Mile 15: 10:02&lt;br /&gt;Mile 16:  9:42&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-7348527186705601839?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/7348527186705601839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=7348527186705601839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7348527186705601839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/7348527186705601839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-quite-50.html' title='Not Quite 50'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2724278471481811051</id><published>2008-08-28T22:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:57:38.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The  Thursday Run Returns...</title><content type='html'>I set out to run another 8 tonight, nice and slow.  I went out fast and ran out of spunk pretty quick.  I got 5 in at a 9:44 pace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I'll make the 50 miles this week, but I'll do my darnedest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to watching this crazy little rock show... er, I mean, acceptance speech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2724278471481811051?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2724278471481811051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2724278471481811051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2724278471481811051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2724278471481811051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday-run-returns.html' title='The  Thursday Run Returns...'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2631599877877175175</id><published>2008-08-27T22:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:33:54.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on the Endurance</title><content type='html'>Trying to increase my endurance is going better than expected this week.  I am feeling good overall, in spite of my troubles sleeping.  I am continuing to have difficulty sleeping more than about 2 hours a night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had &lt;a href="http://www.rls.org/NETCOMMUNITY/Page.aspx?&amp;pid=471&amp;srcid=481"&gt;restless legs&lt;/a&gt; since I was about 20.  I never really let it get to me and have been able to control it through exercise.  If I exercise, I can keep it in check.  Well, for whatever reason, now, the exercise does not seem to be helping.  I can't figure out why the legs are so irritated, but I am trying to focus on what I can do to alleviate the symptoms.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a homeopathic remedy yesterday and tried it last night.  It seemed to work, so I am hoping that I'll get through this without much more difficulty.  In doing research on RLS, I found &lt;a href="http://www.omaha.com/index.php?u_page=3940&amp;u_sid=10299396"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; doing a &lt;a href="http://75milesforrls.blogspot.com/"&gt;75 mile run solo&lt;/a&gt; to raise awareness about RLS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of sleep did catch up with me this weekend which gave me reason to look into this condition a bit more seriously.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran last night 8.5 miles at a 10:06 pace and 8.2 miles tonight at a nice and easy 10:43 pace.  &lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Lem and I saw many critters on the trail.  It was dusk when we began to see fireflies!  I hadn't seen those since I was a young child.  It was so neat!!  Then we saw a HUGE &lt;a href="http://www.wf.net/~snake/moccasin.htm"&gt;Water Moccasin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He was patiently waiting for his dinner to hop by... a cute little bunny that we saw about 100 feet from the snake.  Needless to say, we were ready to get off the trail and get back home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shooting for close to 50 miles this week.  This is all in efforts to reach my goals this fall and winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2631599877877175175?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2631599877877175175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2631599877877175175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2631599877877175175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2631599877877175175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/working-on-endurance.html' title='Working on the Endurance'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3451984085288176464</id><published>2008-08-26T04:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:00:29.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and sweet</title><content type='html'>Post that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lem and I headed out tonight for a beautiful 7.5 mile run together.  She rode her bike and I ran beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to get out and just chat away about the day and girly things.  At one point we saw some beautiful deer.  2 Adults and 3 fawns.  They were so majestic looking.  We watched them for several minutes as day gave way to night.  I wish I had my camera, but perhaps this was one of those moments that was to be etched in my mind's eye instead.  The deer and Lem's perfect little face.  How much more wonderful can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.5 Miles; 9:58 pace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3451984085288176464?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3451984085288176464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3451984085288176464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3451984085288176464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3451984085288176464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/short-and-sweet.html' title='Short and sweet'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3803638348162971286</id><published>2008-08-24T10:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:06:04.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh... sleep</title><content type='html'>After 3 days of little to no sleep, my body crashed last night and I didn't move a hair until 10:30 this morning.  Crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a very difficult time sleeping this week.  This happens sometimes, but this week was especially bad.  Over 3 days, I had 2 hours of psuedo-sleep each night.  On top of my over-active mind that tends to kick into high gear at 2 am, I also have had the pleasure of a screeching, barking dog right across the street from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has led me to think extremely violent, let's say, un-Catholic-like thoughts.  Not necessarily about the dog, but their owners.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my sleeping in caused me to be a no-show for the Trail run this morning.  I had promised someone that I would run with her at 7 and I didn't make it.  That is very un-nice on my part.  I hope she understands and she'll let me run again with her another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3803638348162971286?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3803638348162971286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3803638348162971286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3803638348162971286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3803638348162971286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhh-sleep.html' title='Ahhh... sleep'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3454460635446872977</id><published>2008-08-23T12:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:11:20.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm soaked again, but it is not raining!</title><content type='html'>The humidity returned just in time for our 14 miles this morning.  Even with all the rain we've had this week, I was hoping for a shower to cool us off about half-way through.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time jumping tree limbs, snakes, and attack squirrels on the path today.  It was nice to be back with the group after missing last week's run.  It was quite funny watching some of the girls experimenting with Gu and Beans.  They had never used them before and watching the expressions on their faces was a real hoot!  I remember when I thought I would never be able to eat that stuff.  Now, I make sure I have plenty on hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried out some new sports beans today.  Watermelon flavored with caffeine!  They were quite tasty and the caffeine, while not something I usually indulge in, helped keep me going quite well.  Most of the run, I had to pull the group back to a Long Run pace.  We kept hitting just below tempo runs.  I like to blame it on Pete, but I know I was guilty of running too fast as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few miles, we could feel the fatigue setting in.  We took two short walk breaks and enjoyed the conversation with one another.  A great run overall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Time:  2:27:30;  Total Mileage: 14.19;  Avg. Pace: 10:24;  Avg HR: 157!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 125.5;  Calories Burned:  1403 (guess I burned off some of that Burger I ate last night) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Mileage: 35.63;   Monthly Mileage:  91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  9:58&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  9:58&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  10:21&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  10:10&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5:  10:10&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6:  10:28&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7:  9:58&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8:  10:13&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9:  9:51&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10:  10:11&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11:  11:15 walk break&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12:  10:31&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13:  12:12 walk break&lt;br /&gt;Mile 14:  10:32&lt;br /&gt;.19:  9:00/pace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3454460635446872977?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3454460635446872977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3454460635446872977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3454460635446872977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3454460635446872977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-soaked-again-but-it-is-not-raining.html' title='I&apos;m soaked again, but it is not raining!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-4574243926082177476</id><published>2008-08-22T02:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:51:14.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a typical Thursday</title><content type='html'>Those of you have been reading my blog pretty regularly know how yucky my Thursday runs usually are.  I suck wind bad.  Plain and simple, I've come to accept it, and truthfully, I expect it.  I don't know what it is about Thursdays, but they are usually my worst run of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was different, however.  Fully expecting the usual run, complete with several walking breaks over the 4.4 miles, I headed out with the Trail group.  Pete is back in town and it was great to run with him again.  Of course, he runs much quicker than me now, and I knew heading out that there would be no way to keep up with him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accepted that I would probably run a mile or so with him and then be on my own.  I was even ok with that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something strange happened tonight.  I ran a 9:00 pace over the 4.4 miles!  No walking, no pain, no death awaiting me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  9:21&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  9:00&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  8:56&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  8:51&lt;br /&gt;.41:  8:44 pace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete left me in the dust for the last half mile, which gave me the perfect opportunity to take a walk break, but I didn't take it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no explanation for tonight, but I did love how I felt afterwards!  But this totally messes up my whole "what to expect on Thursday" notions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am considering a slight change in my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;racing&lt;/span&gt; (HA! I feel idiotic calling my events races, the only one I race against is myself!) this fall/winter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make my decision pretty soon, so I'll post it when I do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!  And happy thoughts to JD and Barbara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-4574243926082177476?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/4574243926082177476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=4574243926082177476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4574243926082177476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/4574243926082177476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-typical-thursday.html' title='Not a typical Thursday'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8207320481044467584</id><published>2008-08-20T23:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:00:48.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealth mode</title><content type='html'>Busy, busy, busy.  Running, working, planning school for the kiddos, being mommy.  Not much time for much else, so my blogging suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been able to run Sunday, Tuesday and Wednesday this week.  I plan to run Thursday, rest Friday, and then run on Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My endurance seems to be a bit low this week, but tonight was better than previous runs.  Maybe because the kids were riding their bikes alongside me.  I was sure to hit every puddle and try to splash them along the way.  It was fun to get out and play while running.  I was even able to get a few miles at mp tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've restarted my quest for &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;100 push-ups&lt;/a&gt; this week picking up on week 4, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yet again.&lt;/span&gt;   Tonight's set felt strong with 16-13-13-11-21.  74 total push-ups.  Not bad for a skinny-armed gal that began this with a whopping 2 push-ups at my initial test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the cooler weather while we have this rain.  It reminds me that fall is not that far away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8207320481044467584?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8207320481044467584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8207320481044467584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8207320481044467584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8207320481044467584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/stealth-mode.html' title='Stealth mode'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8597075637947028369</id><published>2008-08-17T16:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:25:02.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I was finally able to get a run in this morning.  It was late morning therefore the heat and sun were a major issue for me, but the neck felt good.  5.35 miles at a nice easy pace (10:30).  Got to listen to some Third Day which always sounds great.  I need to upload their new CD to the mp3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to try out my new shades and shoes and they were great!  I couldn't even feel the glasses on my face.  My calves and shins seemed out of whack.  Not sure if they are just acting their age or if the new shoes will take some getting used to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt great to get sweaty and stinky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8597075637947028369?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8597075637947028369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8597075637947028369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8597075637947028369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8597075637947028369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8323078097289317025</id><published>2008-08-15T20:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:36:24.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, Joe, Let's Do This Thing!</title><content type='html'>As &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt; knows better than I, what does one do when they can't run?  They think about ways to run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may remember &lt;a href="http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/07/maybe-i-lied.html"&gt;my post about Stephanie Johnson&lt;/a&gt; and her &lt;a href="http://www.triforlife.org/"&gt;Tri&lt;/a&gt; coming up on Sept. 7th.  I've been hemming and hawing about whether or not I could do it.  I know I could handle the bike and the run, it's the dang swimming.  Let me just admit it here... IT FREAKS ME OUT!  I'M SCARED TO SWIM!  I've had lessons, I swim fine, I just can't get further than about 50 yards without feeling like my lungs are going to explode. I guess I'm not really afraid to swim, I'm afraid of not breathing.  Maybe this has some relation to my own drowning when I was 2 years old, I don't know.  I've always been a good swimmer, but never a confident one.  I was even a swim instructor for young kids when I was a teen.  I am not afraid of water.  I am not afraid to learn new strokes.  It's the whole breathing thing.  I like the rhythm of breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out over the the breathe in, hold your breath til you think you might die then quickly try to catch a breath complete with a gulp of pool water and repeat.  And don't forget to move fast through the water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of my student's families told me that &lt;a href="http://www.triforlife.org/"&gt;"The Stef"&lt;/a&gt; was sold out.  I leapt for joy!  I'm so happy that the response has been so positive and that the race is a success.  And of course, I WAS happy that I didn't have to worry about doing the race now.  I mean afterall, it is sold out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my inner voice got me in a quiet room and started on me... big time!  "You wimp!  How can you look at yourself in the mirror? (yes, I was in the bathroom)  Did Stephanie have a choice to fight her cancer or not?  Does Kelly?  Does Greg have the choice of whether or not to accept his MS?  Does Hans get to choose whether or not he'll pick up his cancer today?   Wuss!  Don't you hate cancer?  Do you hate it more than swimming?  You creep!  You have a CHOICE to swim or not to swim..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the deal.  I have a choice.  I can choose to swim this thing or not.  I choose to swim.  Because I can.  Because others can't.  On Sept. 7th, I will be swimming 200 yards, biking 6 miles, and running 2 in honor of Stephanie Johnson and all those everyday heroes that have fought or are currently fighting the good fight.  I will send my money to the family just as though I registered for "&lt;a href="http://www.triforlife.org/"&gt;The Stef&lt;/a&gt;".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website does have the option to race as a &lt;a href="http://www.triforlife.org/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=section&amp;layout=blog&amp;id=3&amp;Itemid=20"&gt;Phantom racer&lt;/a&gt;, and I think that is a good thing.   For some strange reason, I feel called to do this completely independently.  I don't know why, but that's how it is going to be at this point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested in joining me or another fellow blogger, &lt;a href="http://ihaterunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brother Joe&lt;/a&gt;, let us know.  We'd love the company, even if it is just in spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8323078097289317025?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8323078097289317025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8323078097289317025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8323078097289317025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8323078097289317025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-joe-lets-do-this-thing.html' title='OK, Joe, Let&apos;s Do This Thing!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3124570679321992004</id><published>2008-08-14T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T08:59:08.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia Childs was a SPY?!</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to see &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080814/ap_on_go_ot/spies_revealed"&gt;this story &lt;/a&gt;made into a movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3124570679321992004?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3124570679321992004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3124570679321992004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3124570679321992004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3124570679321992004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/julia-childs-was-spy.html' title='Julia Childs was a SPY?!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8963235395936632020</id><published>2008-08-13T16:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:27:47.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running?  What running?</title><content type='html'>No running this week, yet.  No push-up challenge either.  It seems my newly turned 43 year old body wants to give up the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon, I was re-enacting Michael Phelps victory pose and felt a slight twinge in my upper back.  Weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the hour, my neck and upper back were in a complete and quite painful spasm.  It hasn't let up very much since then.  I did go to the Chiro yesterday, but I still can't move my head very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally throws a wrench into the training, but hopefully, I'll get back on track next week.  Saturday, if I can't run, I'll ride the bike.  I pray this lets up soon.  I'm starting to drive my family crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8963235395936632020?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8963235395936632020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8963235395936632020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8963235395936632020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8963235395936632020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/running-what-running.html' title='Running?  What running?'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2802465530067508280</id><published>2008-08-11T11:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:26:41.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE THAT, FRANCE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SKBn4Fch6dI/AAAAAAAAA14/UTydsoHE-ps/s1600-h/phelps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SKBn4Fch6dI/AAAAAAAAA14/UTydsoHE-ps/s400/phelps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233296980236691922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had to be the most exciting thing I have ever seen!  I don't care who you are, swimmer or not, this was AMAZING!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go boys!  Keep it up!  You make us all proud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2802465530067508280?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2802465530067508280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2802465530067508280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2802465530067508280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2802465530067508280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-that-france.html' title='TAKE THAT, FRANCE!!!!!!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SKBn4Fch6dI/AAAAAAAAA14/UTydsoHE-ps/s72-c/phelps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2646580676751212586</id><published>2008-08-09T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:39:08.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so blessed!</title><content type='html'>Yes, today is my birthday.  I don't know how everyone found out, but I think I have a good idea of &lt;a href="http://houstonrunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;who&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.coach-bill.blogspot.com/"&gt;who&lt;/a&gt; might be behind the scenes on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had an early start at 4:45 this morning.  Not much different than most Saturdays, in fact, I slept in an extra 15 minutes, but I didn't get to bed until after 1 am last night.  I had the chance to take some of the kids to see another Shakespeare production at &lt;a href="http://www.shakespeare-winedale.org/"&gt;Winedale&lt;/a&gt; and it was a long ride home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any lovers of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Shakespeare"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/a&gt;, and for those who have never seen his work, I highly recommend that you take the time to visit Winedale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Pete and I did not have to add any extra miles on this morning.  After Thursday night's disaster of a run, I wasn't sure how I was going to hold up this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I had run a nice tempo run with some hills thrown in.  My calves were burning afterwards!  I had some pretty quick miles, one was 8:49!  I iced them and put them to bed, but then on Thursday, I was only able to get 3 miles in before having to call home for a ride.  I could have walked home, but I thought the quicker I could get some ice on the old legs, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 13 miles on tap for today.  I slathered the legs with some &lt;a href="http://www.biofreeze.com/"&gt;Bio-Freeze&lt;/a&gt; before the run and took a few Advil.  This is against the rules as far as running through pain, so I don't recommend it.   The old, do as I say, not as I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at the Y, I saw the usual suspects and then &lt;a href="http://www.houstonrunning.blogspot.com"&gt;Jon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://woodlandsrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holden&lt;/a&gt;!  It was so good to see them.  I must admit, I have a special fondness for my &lt;a href="http://battlingbloggers.blogspot.com/"&gt;TIR mates&lt;/a&gt;!  A sort of kinship that I hope never fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could figure out what was going on, I heard &lt;a href="http://www.coach-bill.blogspot.com"&gt;Bill&lt;/a&gt; talking about a tail-gate party.  I couldn't figure out what he was talking about but figured it had something to do with the &lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/"&gt;Olympics&lt;/a&gt;.  Quickly, I realized that somehow he knew it was my birthday.  He pulled out a huge chocolate cake, implored the &lt;a href="http://www.woodlandsfit.com"&gt;Fit folks&lt;/a&gt; to sing Happy Birthday to me and showered my with kind words.  I was so humbled be it all.  As outgoing as I am, I really don't like being the center of all attention.  I'd rather be helping pull something like this off on someone else!  God has blessed me with wonderful friends, and I am truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out into the dark for our run, me without the &lt;a href="http://www.garmin.com/garmin/cms/site/us"&gt;Garmin&lt;/a&gt; as she wasn't up for the challenge.  Her battery was not charged.  I informed Pete that he would be our pacer today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 miles were quite painful.  I was pretty sure I would have to cut off and head home to retrieve my bike to complete the route with my group.  We stopped at the water stop and I tried stretching, but this only caused more pain.  I decided to run a bit further, praying all the while that the discomfort would subside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the pain did let up, almost immediately after starting the run up again.  I decided to give the rest of the run a try and I am really glad that I did.  I am running with some of the nicest people around.  All from different walks of life, different points of view, but all with the same passion for what we love...running.  We had a good time spotting the other sets of nice looking legs out on the road this morning.  One of the runner's was hitting her highest mileage ever today and needed that kind of distraction to take her mind off of the physical discomfort.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran together almost the entire run, only splitting up the last mile or so.  Pete and I walked a bit more at the end.  He, unfortunately caught some of my calf problems.  I was exhausted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the run in about 2 hours and 10 mins.  The total miles ended up being 12.25 instead of 13, but I don't know if I could have made it the full 13.  Based on this time guesstimate, I believe our pace was about 10:37.  It was probably a bit quicker than that because Pete tends to run us faster.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete was kind enough to bring my older-self home and I came in to my wonderful family who let me take a shower and literally fall into bed for an hour while they prepared me a wonderful breakfast of blueberry pancakes!  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, I was spoiled further with cards and gifts that were so thoughtful.  Among the gifts, the new &lt;a href="http://www.thirdday.com/"&gt;Third Day&lt;/a&gt; CD,(thank you Lord for Mac Powell's amazing voice!), a new running shirt and undergarment, some &lt;a href="http://www.nativeyewear.com/prod_details.php?style_id=18"&gt;REAL sunglasses&lt;/a&gt; which are totally awesome and make me look extremely COOL!  I'm also the proud owner of some &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Brooks-Womens-Adrenaline-Running-Shoe/dp/B000V26AP6"&gt;new shoes&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this, my oldest son is affixing my new pedals, lights, and seat to my bike as well as giving her a good cleaning.  As I said, I am so blessed and a tad bit spoiled.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who have thought of me in a special way today.  Your friendship means the world to me.  I pray that each of you feel as blessed as I do - today and every day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2646580676751212586?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2646580676751212586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2646580676751212586' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2646580676751212586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2646580676751212586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-so-blessed.html' title='I am so blessed!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-3681579944383267000</id><published>2008-08-05T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:05:54.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running with Edouard and Pat</title><content type='html'>Today seemed like a perfectly good day to skip a scheduled run.  And who would blame me?  I mean; afterall; there was a tropical storm making his presence known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got that email from &lt;a href="http://www.dirtondirt.blogspot.com/"&gt;DirtRunner&lt;/a&gt;... 4 simple little words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Don't forget to run!"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for those gentle kicks in the pants.  That's a good friend for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly dressed, packed the hydration, and headed out the door for a run on Flintridge Hills.  I also through in a loop around the Nature Trail for good measure.  I made 5.8 of my scheduled 6 miles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt great hitting the hills.  I was able to get one mile at marathon pace.  I slowed myself down for the rest of the miles.  &lt;a href="http://geauxhalf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pat&lt;/a&gt; was kind enough to run the Nature Trail with me.  We made sure to stay on the trail this time!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about tonight's run was that I could see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.  That tunnel called summer in Houston.  With tonight's temperature being 20 degrees cooler than what we have been running in the last few weeks, I can see that once fall is truly here, things are going to get much easier and much more pleasant.  And like &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/das_mixture/2008/08/embrace.html"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt; pointed out, humidity has it's benefits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to do Day 1 of Week 4 for the &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;Push-up challenge.&lt;/a&gt;  I noticed tonight that there is now a nice &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/didthehundred.html"&gt;little button&lt;/a&gt; I'll be able to put on my blog if/when I finish this challenge.  I can't wait!!  I was able to do 16-13-13-11-20.  Not as many as &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt;, but a huge improvement from where I was just a few short weeks ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I've noticed a difference in my core and my arms.  That's a nice benefit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-3681579944383267000?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/3681579944383267000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=3681579944383267000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3681579944383267000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/3681579944383267000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/running-with-edouard-and-pat.html' title='Running with Edouard and Pat'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-6870331557883323794</id><published>2008-08-03T16:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:03:55.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning at HSP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SJYrCpprxgI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uI1HxQruU0k/s1600-h/hsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SJYrCpprxgI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uI1HxQruU0k/s400/hsp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230415341777831426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure I would make it out of bed for a jaunt to Huntsville this morning.  In fact, at about 4:30 this morning, I turned off the alarm and told myself that I should just stay local for my run.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:15 I woke up, wide awake and decided to get myself up to HSP for a run with those who understand my insanity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up to the park, I saw lots of deer grazing on the grass along 45.  It was so beautiful.  They are so graceful.  I could look at them all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran a nice 6.9 miles through the park.  Aside from being run over by about 50 cyclists riding in a pack, it was quite a peaceful run.  At some points, I was running alone worrying that I might get lost.  Just when I was convinced that I was lost, I'd run into a member of the trail group who assured me I was on the right path.  I really need to get a map and study the trails so I don't have to rely on good luck to get through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the group ran a bit longer than me, but considering my run yesterday, I decided to take the shorter route.  I think it took me just as long at my 12:33 pace.  I walked every hill and each patch of sand.  I hate running through sand.  I twist my ankles so bad, I don't want to risk a real injury trying to run through it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs felt great, I was just tired.  Not exhausted, but tired.  I enjoyed listening to the sounds of nature, minus the screaming band of cyclists.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home, I had a quick bite to eat and then Mark and I headed out for a bike ride.  Mark got his new bike yesterday, so we needed to break it in.  I took him on a 7 mile ride over the Flintridge Hills and into the Nature Preserve.  It was a great ride, a tough little work-out on those hills.  I think I heard Mark cursing me under his breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon I spent playing on the computer with the kids.  I really need to be attending to our homeschooling curriculum, but how boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to get another 40+ miles in this week.  Push-ups to be done later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-6870331557883323794?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/6870331557883323794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=6870331557883323794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6870331557883323794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/6870331557883323794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-morning-at-hsp.html' title='Sunday Morning at HSP'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8HGG8TCxIk/SJYrCpprxgI/AAAAAAAAA1s/uI1HxQruU0k/s72-c/hsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-2424406881248154470</id><published>2008-08-02T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:44:51.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in Case You are Wondering...</title><content type='html'>It's still hot, even at 5 am!  The sweat was dripping off me 1 mile into the run.  Me, the one who never used to sweat!  Dripping.  On one hand, I love it.  It feels great!  On the other hand, it's kind of gross.  But only other runners can appreciate that wonderful sweaty, exhausted, leg-aching kind of day that we get up so early for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I left my house at about 5 this morning.  He, after a late night flight in from Denver, me after a poor night of sleeping as I tend to worry about stuff at 1 in the morning.  It's what I do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned to run 18 today.  11 with the Yellow group, adding 3.5 each way from my house to the Y.  It was a long and tedious run after about our 9th mile.  We lost &lt;a href="http://houstonrunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jon&lt;/a&gt;, and I just had a gut feeling that he didn't make a left when he should have.  Thankfully, Beth graciously rode her bike to go seek him out, and though he was not found until later, I felt okay continuing forward knowing that others were looking for him.  I still stick to my promise... no one is left behind.  Jon was recovered safely, albeit it a bit more salty than when he originally started.  It was great to see him!  I wish I had been able to chat with him a bit more.  Waverly was also there for support and she has gotten so tall this summer!  She is taller than me now.  Jon, watch out... she is gorgeous!!  Looks like Mark and Rick can take up a business building moats at our home, Rick's and yours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I decided to cut the 11 down to 10 as we were both feeling the run take it's toll.  As we headed back to the Y, I agreed that this was the smart choice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back out for the 3.5 miles back to the house.  These miles were much slower as we were both we pretty whipped.  I was having some side pain, Pete some calf cramping.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I was home, I had a nice stretch, shower, and a brief snooze.  Boo was pretty grumpy as he still has a bad cold.  Mommy-duties had to take priority.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Time:3:10;  Total Mileage:17.30;  Avg. Pace: 10:30ish;  Avg HR: 153&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 125;  Calories Burned:  1670!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Mileage: 43.7;   Monthly Mileage: 18.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1:  9:36&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2:  9:40&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3:  10:04&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4:  9:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Yellow Group - running a 10:15 - 10:30 pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5:  10:17&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6:  10:12&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7:  10:31&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8:  10:10&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9:  10:35&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10:  10:03&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11:  12:26 &lt;br /&gt;Mile 12:  12:04&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13:  10:13&lt;br /&gt;Mile 14:  12:01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trek home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 15:  10:43&lt;br /&gt;Mile 16:  14:05 - YIKES!  Lots of walking this mile...&lt;br /&gt;Mile 17:  11:20&lt;br /&gt;leftovers:  10:44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;PUSH UP CHALLENGE&lt;/a&gt; -  I did my push-ups last night.  Total of 77 after completing the level.  One more day this week.  I did 15 - 14 - 14 - 12 - 21.  I gave 6 extras at the end.  Still on the Lightest level of the all the levels, but I'm ok with that!  I saw what &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt; did and I might keel over if I tried to complete that level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-2424406881248154470?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/2424406881248154470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=2424406881248154470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2424406881248154470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/2424406881248154470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-in-case-you-are-wondering.html' title='Just in Case You are Wondering...'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-877647179504830698</id><published>2008-07-31T22:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:03:37.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>131</title><content type='html'>Miles, that is.  For the month of July.  131!  I'm not bragging, I'm just stunned.  The highest mileage I've ever had in any given month has been 80, and that was back in March.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I closed out the month with a 6 mile run.  I was supposed to run 4 at Marathon Pace, but I knew that was not going to happen.  At mile 4, however, I committed to running 1 mile at the 9:08 pace.  I came in at 8:49.  A bit too fast, but hanging on for the whole mile felt great!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark rode alongside me, and it was nice to have some time to talk.  When I hit that mp mile, I had to stop talking.  I told him that he should take advantage of the fact that he could speak to me and I wouldn't have anything to say, because I really couldn't carry on a conversation.  He didn't take me up on that offer.  He says it's because he knew eventually I would slow down and he'd have to listen to me then... hmmmmmm.  Poor guy.  It must be insane living with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me the dreaded "why?" question last night.  Why do I want to run 50 miles?  And for goodness sake, why on earth 100?  My answer, a brilliant one... I have no idea.  Maybe because I feel like if I can do it, I should as we never know what the future holds for us.  Because if I can do that, I can do anything?  Because if I do that, no one could ever take it away?  Or maybe I'm just insane and there is no hope for me?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure.  I love the support that my friends and family afford me as I venture into the training for these events.  It does take time away from the family.  It does require the family to sacrifice some things in order for me to do this.  My prayer is that I can always keep them first, while still achieving my personal goals.  Balance is crucial, and with a large family, it is difficult to find.  True balance is never really found.  What we do manage to do is put the efforts and time into the things that are most pressing at the moment.  We have seasons.  When we have a newborn, we are in that season.  During the holidays, we have another season, vacation, another.  Family illnesses, another.  As long as my family knows that I will be there when they need me to be, than I can rest well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-877647179504830698?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/877647179504830698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=877647179504830698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/877647179504830698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/877647179504830698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/07/131.html' title='131'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-9037749904406426347</id><published>2008-07-30T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:49:37.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>89 degrees at 8:45 pm</title><content type='html'>The temps are really something right now.  I know I should be used to this, but I am not.  I guess I'm used to them, I just don't like them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited til 7:30 to get out there tonight.  Scheduled an easy 4 miles at recovery pace (10:35).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt great most of the run.  The last part of the 3rd mile, I was a bit winded and my legs were not happy.  I stretched for a bit, finished the run and felt better.  I'm planning to ice the calves tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in 4.2 miles at a pace of 10:39.  Not too far off base.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got in my push-ups today.  I actually challenged one of my students (16 year old boy... makes me feel really old!) He accepted the challenge and did very well on his first day of week one.  Glad I am on week three else he might question whether or not I should be his brain trainer!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all of my push-ups in and maxed out at 17 on the final level.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 months left of this lovely heat!  Enjoy it while it lasts!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-9037749904406426347?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/9037749904406426347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=9037749904406426347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9037749904406426347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/9037749904406426347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/07/89-degrees-at-845-pm.html' title='89 degrees at 8:45 pm'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-8617001813630642179</id><published>2008-07-29T22:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:17:50.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The week so far</title><content type='html'>Last night was supposed to be a 5 miler with 3 miles at marathon pace, 9:08.  I ran a 1 mile warm-up, 1 mile at marathon pace, and then I crashed and burned.  I ran a recovery 1.5 miles and then walked the rest of the way home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I realized I was running in close to 100 degree temps... dork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference 24 hours makes!  I ran the 2 miles to the track and felt fresh, my pace was 9:15.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 800s with a 4:10 goal pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  3:52 - oops&lt;br /&gt;2.  4:10&lt;br /&gt;3.  4:13&lt;br /&gt;4.  4:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the 2 miles home at a much slower pace...10:49.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total miles for the week thus far:  16.2; total for July:  121 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have slacked off on &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;Push-ups&lt;/a&gt; this week, but tomorrow, I will be doing them first thing.  I don't want to lose the progress I've made so far.  Besides, I'm hoping that I'll advance a level and actually catch up with &lt;a href="http://dasmixture.typepad.com/"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt;!  (fat chance of that happening, but a girl can dream, can't she??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-8617001813630642179?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/8617001813630642179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=8617001813630642179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8617001813630642179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/8617001813630642179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-so-far.html' title='The week so far'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34884753.post-1031037725031425113</id><published>2008-07-27T17:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:47:09.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis a bit toasty out there!</title><content type='html'>Christmas in July would be quite welcome today!  I didn't make the trail run this morning as I decided it better to sleep in after enjoying a phenomenal evening at the Journey concert last night.  We got in at 1 am, and I was ready for a good long winter's nap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe my eyes when they opened at 10:25 this morning!  I knew I would be sleeping in, but 8:30 would have been sleeping in, this was pure indulgence!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a price for my laziness.  I still needed to get my run in today and by the time I got out there, it was 93 degrees!  That burning smell wasn't just your toast, &lt;a href="http://www.blog.barbaraboone.com"&gt;Barbara&lt;/a&gt;... it was my sorry, sweaty self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark rode alongside me and I was so glad he was there, but I felt ridiculous as I nearly crashed and burned on the Nature Preserve Trail.  Of course that stump appeared out of nowhere and directly after I had thought to myself, "wouldn't it be quite embarrassing to fall in front of Mark!"  Not even two seconds later, BAM!  I hit a stump or root, not sure which, didn't care to look back to see what it was exactly.  Thankfully, I caught myself before I ate the dirt and managed to stay upright.  At that point, I lost the gumption to run and walked quite a bit.  I was in a zone and lost that focus after tripping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish the run up, a 7.1 mile recovery run at 10:35 pace.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other note, I am at 111 miles this month.  I've never been over 80 miles before.  It feels good, although I am a bit more tired than usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34884753-1031037725031425113?l=doingitforthekids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/feeds/1031037725031425113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34884753&amp;postID=1031037725031425113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1031037725031425113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34884753/posts/default/1031037725031425113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doingitforthekids.blogspot.com/2008/07/tis-bit-toasty-out-there.html' title='Tis a bit toasty out there!'/><author><name>K</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twsjIbaH_7o/TkVGElvvctI/AAAAAAAAB44/PISaPSTscGI/s220/181886_1827302971352_1503640531_1946246_5075988_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
