The more things change the more they stay the same.

.........One year latter

 I took a break. It was longer then I thought it would be. But I might be back. I want to be back. I miss this little corner of the universe I've chiseled out.

So lets catch up shall we? are you even still there? where you even there to begin with? moving on....

My running is sporadic to say the least. My knee has moments of displeasure some lasting longer then others. I will be running in the VCM relay this coming weekend with some of my besties.  I'm looking forward to it but oh so glad I'll be done after 3.3 miles.

My children are aging rapidly. Who told them they could do that?

W will be 4 in 7 days.  That boy has me wrapped around his finger.

Q is closing in on 13 7. No one told me that a 7 year old boy and a 13 year old girl have the same attitude. The things you learn.

My garden is full of beautiful baby plants waiting to grow into yummy treasure.

The Husband is adorable as per the norm. 

So there you have it. You haven't missed much.

FREE!

Of diapers that is. I have successfully potty trained two children with little to no tears. I feel like their should be a parade in my honor.

Last Monday I took W's diapers away. I put him in underwear and told him he had to pee/poo in the potty. With reminders when we left places or transitioned he would use the potty. He still loves a gummy or gum after a good potty break but those are slowly fading.

Ten minutes ago he came into talk to me so I asked him if he needed to use the potty. He said I just went...and he had...in the potty.

I really dreaded this milestone with W. My potty training experience with Q was soooooooo easy and W is not soooo easy.  we'll just chock this one up to W is not completely unreasonable all the time.

3 Years

It seems like yesterday that  you made your quick arrival. You continue to live how you arrived. You are mellow and calm and then you quickly change gears and seize the day. You do not hesitate.
You love to play with "guys" and tell stories thru your play. Your guys are often good battling evil or "bad guys".
You are quick to start dancing and love to dance around silly. When Quinn is not around you pine for him. You love the afternoon because then you have a playmate, or a person to bother. Either will work for you.
Your happiest moments are when we are all together as a family. You are cuddly and sweet and continue to amaze and impress me with your take on the world. I am luck to be able to look thru your rose colored glasses on occasion. Thank you for choosing me to be your mama.

Playing guys!!

17 by accident.

It makes me giggle to tell people that I ran 17 miles by accident. I didn't realize I was a little OCD. I clearly am having issues on my long runs. If my schedule says 16 I run until my Garmin says 16. When I accidentally shut the damn thing off run a mile before I realize it I am compelled to run until I see 16.

Over all I had a great run. My left glute was talking back starting at mile 13 and my calves complained for a day after. It really does boggle my mind that I ran 17 miles and in 1 day felt great.

Naked.

Today was a naked kind of day. There was that moment when W told me that my penis flew away which still makes me giggle. Along with the fact that I lost my running zest.

Tuesdays are a busy day. I drop W off Early so I can squeeze in an hour run, hop in the shower run up to Q's school read with kids for and 30-45 minutes and go home/ pick up W. So now that my training schedule goes from hour long manageable runs to 1-2 hour long runs,. The already tight time allotment became overwhelmingly so.

This morning I decided to run after I volunteered with Q's class. Once I was done, I had a headache and felt tired and sick. I decided to do 4 miles on the treadmill and got 2 miles in and wanted to throw up. I stopped.

As the day wore on (read an hour latter) I felt better and then GUILTY!! So I decided to forgo Free Cone Day and accept a run invitation I had already declined...so I could get ice cream.

Not only did I decided to get in 5 miles I decided to run naked. Which means I ran without my Garmin. I flew down the hill to the meet up point and stayed even with my friend and had an enjoyable and great workout.

Sleepy Woody

The Anatomy of a Hippie Chicky run: Part 12

Weather: SNOWING and 30. (WTF March?)
Distance: 15 miles (eeekkk!!!)
Goal: Fuel well

Mile 1: don't think just go. Kill the hill.
Mile 2: I really want to go another way. I'll stick to my route with an added bonus for distance.
Mile 3: Its amazing how turning right when I normally go left changes the whole run.
Mile 4: Gu..yum, gag ewww. oh wait I think its frozen. It really tastes better slightly frozen. gag.
Mile 5: Running to glee is like watching  the show in my head. Oh I just puked in mouth a bit.
Mile 6: blah blah blah. I'm pretty boring.
Mile 7.5: HALFWAY DONE. Gu yum, ewww gag.
Mile 8: New way. yes I really hate running on the shoulder. I wonder where this road ends up.
Mile 9: Must hit 11 before I head home.
Mile 10: I wonder how hard the last 5 will be.
Mile 11: I feel good, my legs are tight but otherwise I'm rocking this. hey look at that I can no longer stand at red lights I must keep my legs moving.
Mile 12: just keep running just keep running. Gu ewwww, yuck gag. I know I'm almost done but I need a strong finish and I'm almost running (ha) on fumes.
Mile 13: Hey that's Mags car. I'm going to run in and hug her. AWWWW a random friend sighting and hug makes me happy.
Mile 14: Ow Ow I still feel OK and my mind is not fully on peeing but my legs are almost DONE.
Mile 15: I AM A ROCKSTAR!!!!
Mile 16: walking W home from school Ow owowowowow.

Wow. I so dread Thursdays and long run. The part I hate is not the running that part I look forward. The part I dread is the after. The picking up of children ( walking to school and from school) the climbing the stairs. The normally daily parenting things I must accomplish. I think this is the longest I can run on a "work day". I really felt better this week then last.

*edit because apparently this is my 12 long run since January....eeekkk