Wow. Part II.

Finally finding a minute (literally, there hasn’t been a moment in the past week or so) to sit down and start writing about our evening run from a couple of weeks ago, Red Moon Trail Run. We made it home in one piece from the ultra event.  Knowing that we needed to eat something, even […]

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Quiet time.

I’m putting myself in time out.  I’m actually pretty excited about it – the total opposite of my four year olds’ reaction. Anyone that follows my blog and knows me personally is aware of the craziness that is my life. I write these blogs to remind myself of what was going through my head during […]

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Change.

This week has been a bit rough around the edges. Lots of things floating around in my head at the moment.  Let’s rewind… Last Sunday, just a few short days ago, I was scheduled to complete an Olympic Triathlon.  I haven’t done this distance for about 4 years, so, needless to say, I was looking […]

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New Moon.

New Moon half, quarter, and Crescent Moon 5k – this signals the beginning of summer to me. Every year, for the past 4 or 5 years (I have lost track), Dan and I have done this race.  Except for one year that I can remember, the weather has always been crazy hot and humid.  It’s […]

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Possum 50k race report.

Less than 24 hours before this race, I was completely calm.  It was almost like I wasn’t even racing a 50k. Not a care in the world, but was definitely “carbo loading”.  I took some time to swim and loosen up, took a day off of work so I’d be off of my feet, but […]

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Details.

It’s Spring.  It’s May.  May and I have a love/hate relationship. I enjoy the springtime.  I look forward to the colors, of course.  But I love to see the green stuff even more.   The bright green leaves give me a sense of peace, and somehow, I feel more energetic when I look out of the […]

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Days of Dan.

It’s a thing in our house.  The Days of Dan. Whenever my husband is lucky enough to get some time off of work, we all celebrate.  It’s something we plan for and look forward to. The Days of Dan mean that dad is home for a week or so, and we get him all to […]

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