Thursday, February 7, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
thankful#98: impromptu bike rides requested by the girls
Dagny and I picked Kins up at school in the burley today because it was so nice out. When we pulled up to the apartment Dagny said "more? more?" I asked them if they wanted to ride longer and Kinsley said "yeah, but not TO anywhere. Let's just ride and look at neat houses." So we did. It was fantastic.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
thankful#96: kinsley's attitude goes as fast as it comes
Kinsley had such a great start to her day today. She was sweet, she was cuddly, she was her spry little self. Dagny and I picked her up from school and she was bouncy and giddy and playful and happy. We went out to Target and loaded our cart with snacks for our upcoming road trip as well as a couple of other small things for the apartment. She was giving Dagny kisses, helping her in and out of the cart, and making her laugh. When we got to the checkout I realized I didn't have my wallet with me. We loaded back into the car and drove home. Not long into the trip home, Dagny fell asleep. When we pulled up to the apartment, Kinsley asked if she could stay in the car so she could keep dancing to the song on the radio. I love that kid. Dagny stayed sleeping, so on the way back out to Target, we stopped for a hot chocolate where Kinsley talked the ear off of the barista at the window. We hung out in the car for a while so that Dagny could get a decent little nap in. When she woke up, we ran in, grabbed our cart that was waiting by customer service, paid for our stuff, and climbed back into the car. Next we headed to JoAnn's to grab some yarn that I needed for a project. And it was there that she flipped her switch. Suddenly, my sweet, happy, bubbly little chick turned into a whiny, stubborn, defiant little gal. She was grabbing things from Dagny, screaming because she wanted to carry a puppy stuffed animal and not the giraffe that she had originally picked off the shelf (to CARRY, not buy), and when I told her it was time to go she sat down on a bench and held on with a death grip to the base forcing me to pry her wriggly self off of it. She was sassy the whole way home ... and for the rest of the evening. She was splashing like a mad woman in the bath and running like a crazy woman through the apartment when we told her it was time to start settling in. She even told me that the nice little girl that we knew "ran far far away and is never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever .... ever coming back." Nice. At one point, I told Kevin I couldn't deal and I needed to step out before I lost my mind. I'm pretty sure those weren't the words I used, though, because Kinsley did ask "what does 'f*!@ing mind' mean?" oops.
Luckily, the attitude was just as quick to leave as it was to come. As she curled into bed, she put her arms around me and gave me a whole heap of kisses and said, "I love you, mommy. I'm sorry I'm a pill." As frustrated as I had been moments earlier, and as hot as my blood was getting, it only took those few seconds to all reverse. Let's hope that "the nice little girl we know" who "ran away and is never coming back" decides to come back and stick around for tomorrow. Because that kid is such a sweetheart.
Luckily, the attitude was just as quick to leave as it was to come. As she curled into bed, she put her arms around me and gave me a whole heap of kisses and said, "I love you, mommy. I'm sorry I'm a pill." As frustrated as I had been moments earlier, and as hot as my blood was getting, it only took those few seconds to all reverse. Let's hope that "the nice little girl we know" who "ran away and is never coming back" decides to come back and stick around for tomorrow. Because that kid is such a sweetheart.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
thankful#95: hard work pays off
The first race I ran post-Dagny was the Zena Road Run in 2012 - she was 4 months old and I had just really started running again. My goal for that race was to run under 9-minute miles for the 6-miler. I ended up running 8:45's and was pretty happy with it. The course was a hard one with lots of really long and relatively steep hills.
One year later and I got the chance to run the same race again and really gauge where I'm at with a year's worth of training under my belt. Zena Road Run 2013 was today and I did the 6-miler again. My goal this year was to do around 7:30-minute miles. I remembered thinking that the course was hard last year and I remembered the hills being hard, but I have been training pretty hard and felt good going into the race. I've even run extra hill intervals just to get ready for these ones. But it's amazing how hard this course is. My pace ranged from 6:50's to 8:30's depending on where I was on the course. I think that I was secretly hoping for an even faster race, but once I was actually out there I quickly realized that it wasn't realistic - not on this course. I finished feeling pretty strong in 45:52 at 7:39-minute mile pace.
I'm feeling good about the hard work I've put in over the last year. This is the type of course that can only be compared to itself. I can't look at it and compare it to any other 10k race because it's just so unlike any other course I'll race. Even the top guys finishing the 15k race had looks of near defeat after finishing on the same last few miles that I did. If they're saying it's a tough course, I feel better about having the same feeling. I'll continue to run this race and only compare it to my other performances on this course. But it is a great feeling to have shaved more than a minute per mile off of my time from last year. Hard work does pay off.
One year later and I got the chance to run the same race again and really gauge where I'm at with a year's worth of training under my belt. Zena Road Run 2013 was today and I did the 6-miler again. My goal this year was to do around 7:30-minute miles. I remembered thinking that the course was hard last year and I remembered the hills being hard, but I have been training pretty hard and felt good going into the race. I've even run extra hill intervals just to get ready for these ones. But it's amazing how hard this course is. My pace ranged from 6:50's to 8:30's depending on where I was on the course. I think that I was secretly hoping for an even faster race, but once I was actually out there I quickly realized that it wasn't realistic - not on this course. I finished feeling pretty strong in 45:52 at 7:39-minute mile pace.
I'm feeling good about the hard work I've put in over the last year. This is the type of course that can only be compared to itself. I can't look at it and compare it to any other 10k race because it's just so unlike any other course I'll race. Even the top guys finishing the 15k race had looks of near defeat after finishing on the same last few miles that I did. If they're saying it's a tough course, I feel better about having the same feeling. I'll continue to run this race and only compare it to my other performances on this course. But it is a great feeling to have shaved more than a minute per mile off of my time from last year. Hard work does pay off.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
thankful#94: early bedtime tonight
The last few nights have been horrendous in the sleep department... and it's beginning to catch up with all of us. The girls are getting whiney and bossy and irritable. Kevin and I are both tired and getting short. I am definitely irritable and can feel my energy turning negative, which I absolutely hate.
BUT Dagny went down at 6:15 and it is now 7:30 and Kinsley is also sound asleep. I will now be following suit. Here's to a much needed restful night ... fingers crossed.
BUT Dagny went down at 6:15 and it is now 7:30 and Kinsley is also sound asleep. I will now be following suit. Here's to a much needed restful night ... fingers crossed.
Friday, February 1, 2013
thankful#93: mid-day lie downs
Dagny had a terrible night last night. I, consequently, barely slept a wink and I was so tired this morning that my face hurt. Kinsley was at school and while I was out running a few errands Dagny fell asleep on Kevin. He had told Kinsley that he would pick her up in the burley, so when I got home we made the Dagny transfer from Kevin to me. Because she was asleep on me and I didn't want to wake her up trying to transfer her to her bed, I laid down with her. I was able to keep her asleep for another 30 minutes or so until Kinsley got home. Even though I didn't fall asleep (she's a pretty heavy breather and I'm pretty sensitive to sound), it was so nice to just lay there and do absolutely nothing but relax. That never happens during the day so it was pretty glorious.
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