Six Tunnels Half Marathon

Last weekend I ran the six tunnels half marathon. I was really looking forward to it after I had to drop out of the half marathon I had signed up and trained for in January. It was a St. Patricks Day race (hence the green and bag pipes). I had a certain time I was aiming for and well.....it didn't happen. It was harder than I anticipated. I finished in 2:07 (9:45 pace). It's not what I wanted but I can live with it. The thing that disappointed me the most was I freaking walked most of mile 11 and 12. The only reason I ran the last 1.1 mile was because I didn't want to cross the finish line walking. I have a whole list of reasons and excuses of why that happened but they are just to make me feel better so I will keep them to myself. I can not stand the fact that I walked and at the time I knew I would regret it but after a steep hill at mile 10 I hit the wall big time.
Anyhoo, it shook my confidence a bit but I am still signing up for another half. Hopefully it goes better.... as in, I better not walk. Before the race. You can tell because I am smiling

Only in Vegas would people dress up and run in that getup. And it was HOT that day!

The race started with some bag pipe music. It was....interesting.

The Leash

There has been much controversy over the purchase of "the leash." Tate is a runner. He will not stand or sit still for anything. The baseball games have been extra hard with John not around to help me (he's on the field). So I was at Target, like I usually am, and I see it. A leash. I buy it and the following conversation happened:

me: I bought tater a leash

john: what? he's not wearing a leash

me: well, they had a monkey and a dog and I let him choose. he chose the dog

john: riiiight. take it back.

me: Well, it not really a leash, it's called a travel harness

john: take the leash back

me: well, it's eddie bauer

john: oh!! it;s eddie bauer? well why didn't you just say that from the beginning? Of course it's ok if it's eddie bauer!
me: really?

john: no. take the leash back

I took it back. Then I went to a practice and told the other moms about my returned leash. After watching me chase the kid all over the park, by the end of practice several moms were concurring that I needed to go back and get the leash. So I did. Now they make fun of me because Tate runs around with the leash dragging behind him.

Happy Birthday!!

I finally got my computer to download pictures! YAY! Here is a late shout out to my sweet and destructive Tater. He turned 2 on March 13. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUD!!

Poo

Very recently my blog as been referred to as....well...poo-poo. I'm not gonna say who said it, but it was very offensive. I mean, come on STEVEN, how bad is it really? I update at least once a year, don't post pictures, and leave my holiday themed backgrounds up for months. Hmm....yeah, I guess poo-poo is a pretty good description.

BASEBALL SEASON HAS BEGUN....

3 Boys + 2 Teams + 3 Practices a week +4 Games a week + 1 Husband Coach =

PURE MADNESS

If anyone needs me from now until the end of May I'll be at the ball park. I'll be the one chasing a run away toddler and trying to watch 3 kids play on 2 different teams at the same time. I shouldn't be hard to spot.

HAPPY 32!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUBBY WHO TURNS 32 TODAY. LOVE YOU!!

Complaints...

So I have received a few complaints...I know I haven't posted anything new and everyone is sick of looking at the hideous cookies. Here's the thing, I'm busy. Shocking, I know. But let me explain...Right now we are in the middle of basketball and baseball season has just started so we have some form of practice everyday mon thru thursday with games on saturday. John is working late and on weekends and the main reason I suck at blogging the fact that Tate is going to kill me before I turn 30. Take today for example...We went to Target. I got him popcorn and a slushee (so it was 9am...so what). He took the lid off and dumped the slushee on the ground. I walked really fast to another aisle. Then I let him have the popcorn in the car on the way to Dick's. I'm on the freeway and popcorn starts pelting me in the back of the head. He dumped out the whole bag and continued to chuck it at me until he ran out. At Dick's he stole some starburst and began eating them with the wrapper still on. And finally, at our last stop, Costco, he wouldn't sit in the cart and as I was handing my costco card to the checker, Tate ran. The checker also ran. He caught Tate before he made it out the exit only because Tate stopped to pick up a piece of candy he spotted on the floor. So by the time I get home and feed Tate lunch and put him to bed, the last thing I want to do is blog. I want to sit and enjoy the silence (which I really don't get to do anyways because right now he is currently screaming because I put him in bed) but you get the point. I do feel bad because the other boys have been doing some great things and when I do blog all I ever blog about is my demon child. I will try harder to update more and include all the boys. So stay tuned? Maybe?