In my spare time I like to peruse Etsy. Can be 25 minutes. Can be two hours. I found this poster and I wanna buy it and frame it and put it somewhere in my house where I'm sure my husband will frown at me and remark "is this absolutely necessary?" Yes. yes it is.
I baked a birthday cake for my youngest in the nest. He loved it and it looked great. A special "thank you" to As Seen On Tv. That pan made a herd of young men very happy.
I went to a University of Kentucky basketball game and had the type of seats that you can scalp on the street for upwards of $200. But as a true fan, I chose to go to the game, cheer loudly, clap and heckle the opposing team (just kidding) instead of buying two economy class seats to Vegas with what could have been my ticket windfall. You know you're a fan when......
I sailed down the mighty Atlantic coast of America to our warmer sister nation of the Caribbean and it's friendly islands. Those are palm trees on my sweat pants.
Upon arriving back in Muricka (off of said ship), we celebrated by locating the nearest Chick Fil A. Sorry to the people in the booth behind us.
And I'm still training for my next 70.3 (three months away) but since I have no pictures, I had to scroll back to the last picture of me on a bicycle which was this one, in midtown Manhattan back in Nov. notice the half dish on the back wheel. #aeroenough
I missed my last trail race, the weather was too bad to get to Indianapolis (imagine that ~ insert sarcasm) and now, I think, next up is the Run The Bluegrass Half Marathon here locally late March. I'm hoping to run with my blogger friend Courtney if she'll make the trip? She has THE cutest baby on planet Earth.
This is my 6th year of consecutive training and racing and I've spent all kinds of time reflecting on what it's all meant to me. I've run at least 8 marathons, more than 20 halves, 3 Half Ironmen and 1 Ironman. I use to panic about getting it all done, finishing, how fast was I finishing. Now I find myself more worried about enjoying it all, trying to stay at a genetic point where I don't ache when I put my feet on the floor first thing in the morning, etc. I can't remember the last time I was worried about how fast I did a run, I just run and however that shakes out is fine by me.
I'll leave you with this gem and ask...where you racing next??