Does my body not realize..

that I have alot going on. I woke up yesterday with a scratchy throat and a little bit of a runny nose. Yes I know I drink vinegar and water every day. I have missed a couple of days. I know that is not the reason I was trying to get sick. Well it became official today. I am sick. My head is stuffy, my body feels like it weighs 400 lbs and I have a cough. Why is this happening to me this week.

John and I are supposed to do Tour to Tanglewood this weekend. I have running to do, I have a job. A boss that hates when I call in sick. Because he would actually have to answer the phone and pick up my slack. I think he is spoiled that the past 8 years I have come to work half dead and still gotten it all done!

So body, here is my note to you! Pack your bags and leave. Move on to the body of someone who does not have so much to do! Someone who likes laying around not able to train for the marathon they are not ever gonna do, someone who doesn't want to ride their bike 90 miles in two days to help find a cure for MS. Mine is taken. There is no room for you and my determination!

Marisa Lies

Let me explain. We love Marisa. She is awesome and deep down I would love to be the athlete that she is. But if we are being honest, we probably all want to hit her tonight. Something about "oh this hill repeat is shorter than the one we do at Country Park". Have you lost your mind? In training for the Ironman were you oxygen deprived at some point? Marisa, sweetheart, that hill is twice as long as what we are use too. But we love you anyway. I warned her that the blog tonight was about her. So she should not be surprised!

Yes I realize hills will make me stronger but in what area? Stronger in complaining or running? I think complaining is the answer. I know you all have to hate hearing me sometimes. But, look, I am back heavy. My butt comes a few seconds behind the top half of my body! Hills are hard for this girl. I know, NO MORE EXCUSES. Look, I finished them! But gosh that was tough.

Miss Marisa leaves tomorrow to compete in her Ironman competition. Everyone help me in wishing her the best of luck and safe travels. You will be in our thoughts and prayers over the next few days. We will miss you (well not really but it sounds good, JK) Marisa knows I love her! Someone has to give her grief and I just happen to be the one!

Good luck Marisa, not that you need it your awesome and we are all proud of you!

6 unspectacular quirks

OK I was tagged by my friend Dena in her post and asked to post 6 unspectacular quirks about myself before tagging my friends. Not sure exactly why she is doing this to me.. I thought she liked me! Well here it goes.

OK... I don't have any quirks but I am going to try!

1) I can't go to sleep with a dirty kitchen or bathroom! The rest of my house could be dirty dirty but you better bet my kitchen and bathrooms are clean. I spray my shower daily! I try to clean my toilets daily as well. OCD I know......

2) I hate people who put their hands on glass doors. Why do you have to touch the glass when there is a perfectly good door knob or frame around the door! Do not touch glass! Someone has to clean it!

3) I have to make my bed when I get out of it. First it makes your room look clean automaticlly. Second, I just hate to see an unmade bed. I make my kids make their beds as well. Hopefully, they will be better people for it as adults.

4) I leave my shoes at the front door or whatever door I come in. John hates this. He is constantly bringing shoes to me. If you leave them there, I will know where they are when I want to put them on the next time.

5) I talk to my pets as if they were people. I mean we have conversations and they talk back. They will talk to you if you like. I make this funny sounding voice and I will act like they are talking to you or asking you a question. Yes I know I am crazy, I have been diagnosed!

6) Gosh I am not sure... I bet if you asked my friends they would find tons of things I am quirky about.... Just read their comments to this later!

Thanks Dena for tagging me.... The only person I know to tag is Jessica and I don't know how to tag her formally. So Jessica, consider yourself tagged!

Drag Queen Runner

Was today not hilarious with Tamara showing up reaking of the fun she had last night? Well if your dad is reading Tamara, she was drunk still this morning Bert.

Tamara and I made a pack that we would not leave the other on our runs. Well not that I was having a stellar run or anything, but again we are "buddies" for a reason. I couldn't of left her today if I wanted to. I wore flip flops yesterday most of the day and my feet kill me when I run if I have have worn those stupid flip flops the day before. So, we took several walk breaks and potty breaks. Not long walk breaks. But we still had fun. I think she and Kenneth would of made great running partners today. Too bad he wasn't there.

Funniest part of this whole run was all the honking going on by passer bys. I am sure it was me. You know the soaking wet T-shirt I am sure is enough to cause and accident. Yeah right in my dreams! If you could of seen Tamara at one point, she had mascara that had run down her face and she said something about "cuteness or her looking like a drag queen"... I thought I would die! We have decided that we probably could be faster, but we want running to be fun and we are having fun! Too much fun I am sure.

Onto a non-running subject. The move is almost complete. Just a few things left but I am too darn tired to get it finished today. John made me work today. Does he not realize I ran 13 miles this morning? Isn't that work enough? (Yes he reads these, hehe) So I am tired and I am going to rest on the couch now... Yes he is doing stuff. The man cannot let anything sit unfinished! Kills me..... I would live out of boxes for a year. He has to have it all put away today!

Great run today and thanks to all of you who where waiting at the coffee shop! It is so much fun running in to the chears.

Friday Fun

Aren't Fridays meant for fun? Shouldn't I be allowed to goof off just a little during work? Should I not be able to come home and have nothing to do? This week has been very, very busy. My boss often wonders what I do, well I hope he figured it out the last 4 days. Thank God for a holiday on Monday.

Today was not fun, heck probably no fun all weekend. We started moving tonight. Can you tell that I am really not doing much of the moving at all. I am a great supervisor. I can tell others what to do really well. So I am sure that John is getting a little tired of me not really making an effort. He and Ricky are doing a fantastic job! We have two bedrooms moved and it is only 9:13 p.m. I think that is going to be it for tonight. I didn't have that much stuff to move anyway. I hate STUFF! So there isn't alot of it to move. Oh and a little secret. I have a really bad temper and am liable to toss something at you if made mad, so I don't have nick nacks either..... HA HA! I know go figure that about me! Who would of thought. Sweet little me, flinging things!

Well back to the moving process, we have all the time in the world to get it all, well not really that place really needs to be rented! But at least the girls are sleeping in their beds tonight and it feels like home again. Weird, for me, it feels like I never left.

I did manage to get my 5 miles in tonight. I am selfish that way. I have a schedule and I am trying my ever loving best to keep it!

I am riding bikes with some people tomorrow, 20-25 miles, trying to prepare for next weekend. I can't wait so I hope this gets over with soon. I need to get to bed and REST! Poor John!

Good night and sleep tight ever one!

"This is why I don't come to the gym"

Not my quote but I am using it today because we got such a good laugh from it.
Tamara and I decided to meet at the gym today. It was raining too hard to run outside so we met at Gold's to do our workout. I am not quite sure we got a good workout in, but we tried.

We decided to do our 3 miles on the treadmill. I hate running on a treadmill. It hurts my feet and my shins. We start out with a warm up and then we start running. We of course are catching up (aka talking) since we really hadn't talked since Sunday. Then we both start complaining. "My feet and my shins hurt, I hate running on a treadmill", "I have to use the bathroom", "I hate running on a treadmill", "At 1.5 miles lets go get on the stationary bike". Mile 1.5 we stop and get on the bike. To say the least it gets worse...."this hurts my butt","I am fat, if I would stop eating", "I didn't wear the right shorts for this", "this is why I don't go to gyms, too many mirrors". Someone, I won't mention names, complains the entire time we are at the gym. It is not ME this time..... Surprise, surprise, surprise!

Tamara made me laugh so hard with all her complaining. Today Tamara took over being Amy. All of you who know her or feel like you know her from this blog, know she does not really complain at all. That is what was so funny about it! Thanks friend for the laughs! You make this fun!

Schools In

The day all of us parents wait for but then we regret at the same time. The first day of school...... Well for me it is just that way and I think I feel the same way every year. I say all summer long, "I can't wait for school to start". Then school starts and I cry.

Today I sent my children off. I thought for sure it would be an easy day, they both were excited that school was starting. They got up easy, took their showers, got dressed, ate breakfast, I made their lunches and yes I made them take pictures. I will post those later. Well then it started....they started being "girls". The make-up, the hair, and yes being mean about some of their classmates. I hate this. I hate when kids are picked on. Why do I hate it so much, I did it. I picked on people that were not like me. Well if I could apologize to them now I would. I feel horrible. So I really hate when my kids do it and I thought I taught them better. Oh well.....

We get in the car, we are off to our first day as a SENIOR and EIGHT Grader. Yes the older one reminded all day yesterday she would be senior today. Jordan is a beautiful girl, but strong willed is just the nicest way I know to put it. Ally is the exact opposite, most of the time. The older she gets the more like me she becomes. Watch out world! Ally forgets her lunch! "Mom, can you bring it back to me".... "No you are in the 8th grade, I am not bringing your lunch back", "Mom", "Ally", "I am calling dad"! Boy what a lovely ride to school that was. Yes I took the kids lunch back. I enable my children to be lazy and unaccountable. However, when they got out of the car, I was struck with this is the last 180 days, I will take Jordan to school. Ally told us last night she will take teh first part of drivers education next December. My youngest kid driving a car. Hell I can't afford for one to drive, never the less two of them. Thank God John sells cars.

Where did the time go? Where did my sweet little cuddly babies go? Yes they grew up and did I miss something important? I want them to be independant, but I don't want them to stop needing the love of their mother. To kiss away the hurt, the fear and wipe away the tears. All the things I didn't have as a child, I wanted to give to my kids. I hope I am doing a decent job of it. I find being a parent the hardest thing I have ever done in life, although I am sure when I finish my marathon I might think parenting is easy. I only have one regret, that I would of slowed down the pace of our lives and maybe enjoyed the quiet times more. You don't get them back that is for sure.

OK enough of that, I am going to spend the rest of the day crying!