Friday, April 25, 2008

Friday Fill-Ins

1. When I fell in love I knew it would last!
2. It makes me happy when the flowers bloom and it heats up outside! As long as it doesn't heat up too much.
3. Oh no! The internet connection is down, I might cry.
4. The Office is the craziest tv show ever. (I know I talk about "The Office" way too much but I love it!)
5. Cheese and just about anything make a great meal!
6. I wish I was better at growing a garden.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to spending time with my family, tomorrow my plans include throwing a birthday party with way too many guests for my 7 year old and Sunday, I want to go to church and then come home and relax!

Monday, April 21, 2008

Marathon Day

What a day it was! My first marathon. It was hard. It was really hard. I am so glad I did it though. It feels great to have that long time goal checked off my list. My day started at 4:00 am. I did not sleep well at all. It didn't seem to matter too much though. I was able to hop up and get going. I got up to Salt Lake a little late and had to run from my car to the Trax train and barely caught it. We arrived at the starting line at the U of U where there was music, water, a gear drop area, and a very long row of port-a-potties. I really missed having my siblings there with me. It was not the same without them but it was still exciting and at 7:00 the race started. There were at least twice as many half marathon runners as full marathoners. We split off on different routes at about mile 5. There was a fairly stiff breeze blowing right into us for the first 13 miles. It was really tough. I was getting pretty tired already because of that. Right after mile marker 13 we changed directions and it made a world of difference. For the next 3 miles I felt quite good and was feeling pretty optimistic. I singled out a few different runners as ones that I would try to beat by the end and thought I had a good chance. About mile 16 my legs started to go. Around mile 18 I had completely lost sight of the runners that I had been trying to keep up with and I had to start concentrating on just getting to the end. My run/walk intervals had been 4 min/1 min but around this point I changed my watch settings to 3 min. run/1 min. walk. That helped but I found it hard to even keep that up all the time. My 1 minute walk would turn into 1 1/2 or 2 minutes but that didn't matter too much anymore. With 3 miles left I noticed a girl vomiting into a garbage bin and was so glad that wasn't me. I figured since I wasn't to that point yet I was doing pretty well. 3 miles left...2 miles...1 mile...finally we were turning into the Gateway and the street was lined with spectators cheering behind barricades set up along the road. I knew my family was waiting for me at the finish line. Just 15 yards before the finish line I heard the announcer over the loud speaker announce my name, "Number 524, from American Fork." That was cool. Here it is:

Here's me with my finisher's medal: I am very sore today but it's a good kind of sore. I've talked to my brother, Eric, and we're going to try to get into the St. George Marathon in October. Anyone want to join us?

One final thing, I have to thank my husband for his support through all this. He has never complained about me going on my long training runs and has been such a support to me even when it's been hard. I could not have done this without him. Thank you, hon. I love you!

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Back from break and #524

We're back from our little vacation. The weather didn't cooperate very well but we still had a pretty good time. There were definitely moments when I was wishing that the kids weren't having quite such a good time so they would settle down and be quiet for a while, but we all survived and I'm glad to be back home. It doesn't matter how short or long a vacation is I'm always glad to get back home. I'm not sure what that says about me.

I went to pick up my packet for the marathon today. I have race bib #524. From what I can tell there are about 3000+ marathon participants and at least twice as many half-marathon participants. That makes for a very fun starting line (both start at the same place but divide into different routes around mile 5). It also makes for very long lines at the port-a-potties before the race starts. :) Last year when I ran the half marathon, my three sisters, one brother, and two brothers-in-law were with me at the starting line and it was soooo exciting. This year I'll be alone. I hope I'll still feel the excitement of it all, being by myself. I'm sure I will. How can I not?

I haven't figured out what to do to celebrate my finish. Any suggestions?

Monday, April 14, 2008

Absentee blogger

I haven't posted for a while and now we're about to go out of town for spring break so I thought I better post a little message so I don't lose all my 3 readers. :) I've been busy the last week but I also felt a little guilty after Elder Ballard's mention of wasting time on the internet.

"...don’t allow yourself to be caught up in the time-wasting, mind-numbing things like television soap operas or surfing the Internet."

So it's been a week and I think I'm past my guilt now. (Ha! Ha! For those of you who really know me you know that "Guilt" is my middle name.) I just need to make sure I don't spend too much time blogging and reading other blogs, I don't have to cut it out altogether, right?! Anyway, we're heading out for a few days for spring break. We're going to Midway, Utah. It should be fun and relaxing but I probably won't be blogging for a while again.

The most important thing for me this week is ... the Marathon! I'm excited. I had been feeling pretty nervous about it but when I was running on Saturday I realized that I need to just relax and enjoy the experience. I hope I'll be able to just run and not worry about my time, just enjoy the feeling of accomplishment that I will have at the finish line. I can't wait!

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Which Austen heroine are you?

You are Elinor Dashwood of Sense & Sensibility! You are practical, circumspect, and discreet. Though you are tremendously sensible and allow your head to rule, you have a deep, emotional side that few people often see.

I am Elinor Dashwood!

Take the Quiz here!

I guess this makes sense, being the oldest and all but the deep, emotional side is all too apparent. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wish I could hide my emotions a little bit more like Elinor does. My dad will tell you how I'm so emtional that I cry during commercials. Unfortunately, he's not kidding. Those darn Hallmark commercials!

Friday, April 4, 2008

Countries test

Alright, Eric, I don't think I can do much better than this. If you beat this I might have to concede defeat.


Friday Fill-Ins

1. Tonight I saw previews for next weeks new Office. Wahoo!
2. Watching my kids dance makes me wanna dance!
3. Splitting a few appetizers between friends is so fattening but so good.
4. Chain-reader is someone I'd like to get to know better.
5. The smell of rain reminds me so much of springtime!
6. I had a good night's sleep and that made it all better.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to going to Ben and Kerri's new display at an art gallery, tomorrow my plans include watching General Conference and Sunday, I want to be able to stay awake as I watch more General Conference!

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Coach to Coach

I saw this short note in the sidebar of the Deseret Morning News Sports section and thought I'd share.

Coach to Coach

Jazz coach Jerry Sloan got a surprise at last week's game against the Clippers--a pat on the back from the leader.

No, we're not talking about NBA Commissioner David Stern.

Reports said during a third-quarter timeout, LDS Church President Thomas S. Monson was returning to his seat, when he paused to pat Sloan's shoulder and say something along the lines of, "Good job, coach. You're the best."

No word on whether President Monson offered any "ward ball" tips on how to give a hard foul.

I thought this was pretty funny. I'm really glad that President Monson can get out and do something fun sometimes.