A Wedding…Wait… What?

So in a few weeks Skip and I will be celebrating our 10 year anniversary. When we got married we said that for our 5 year…hoping we would make it that far after only knowing each other for a couple months before hand…that we would go to Ireland to celebrate. Something about that place calls to both of our hearts…which is odd because neither him nor I have it in our blood…but it is in our hearts. Well 5 years rolled around and as usual…life gets in the way. We had a very young daughter and it just wasn’t the time. So then we said…’10 for sure…that’s when we will go.’ And then we never really put away for it…and so that wasn’t going to happen either. We kicked around going back to California for a hot minute…but we’d been there. Blah blah blah…what about Tennessee? Close enough to drive…Claire doesn’t have to get on a plane…we’d never been there. So we book this great little cabin with a hot tub and plenty of privacy down near Gatlinburg. And what do you know? Gatlinburg is full of little Vegas style, but not as lame, wedding chapels…which is what Skip and I were going to do the first time around.


So this time…I proposed…and he said yes. I booked a little chapel next to a creek and we’re getting married again…on our 10 year anniversary….and I am completely excited. Tonight…I even started looking around…half heartedly…for a dress. I’ve never really been a dress girl. We got married in jeans the first time…but for some reason…I want a dress..and flowers…and dinner….and this man…for at least another 10 years…times 3…possibly.

Running

My running is going well. I consider myself to be rebuilding after taking so much time off with my foot. And I mean time OFF. I usually run over 1200 miles a year…in 2012 I logged 500 miles. That's right….less than half. And most of that was logged in the beginning of the year when I was training with Dom for his half. So I feel like I am almost where I started. I have built back up to 5 miles 3 times a week and that is where I will stay until I feel strong doing that. I really want to run a decent 10 mile at Lighthouse this year…but I am listening to my body for a change…and if I can’t get there healthy and strong…then I just wont get there…regardless of how much I want it. Oddly enough…I don’t feel desperate to get back into the heavy mileage. Maybe I’m growing up…wouldn’t that be something.

Other stuff

I am in phase 3 of Jillian Michaels Body Revolution….and it is badass…and hard. I am a P90x grad so I can speak with some authority on hard. My plan is to finish this…take a month off…and then move on to Insanity. I want to have completed all three programs in a year. See what I do when I can’t run people? I am ridiculous. But I am a strong ridiculous. Today I piggy backed workout 9 with the cardio DVD for the month. I have been substituting running where the plan calls for cardio…so this is the first time I’ve done that one. And I’ll tell you what….I felt better after finishing my marathon then I did after finishing those two workouts today. Holy shit…talk about sore.

So that’s it for now. What do other people do when they can’t run I wonder? Do they punish themselves with other pain? Or just try stuff that they didn’t have time for when they ran all the time? Am I really growing up? Or is my affair with running on it’s last legs? I guess we shall see.

A NotSo Review of 2012

I am not really going to try and attempt to update…there just isn’t enough damn time. Looking back I realize that I never even did a race recap of Dominic’s half. He finished…and aside from an 8 minute crapping incident on the side of the road…had a wonderful time. So pleased with himself and happy…it was a good day.
I finished as well…and that race started 6 months of trying to fix what did in fact end up being Plantar Fasciitis. It was horrible. I basically took the summer off….started and finished P90X in the process…and finally in November had my own blood injected into my foot…spent a week in a boot. Knocked out some PT and am finally back to running 5 miles and am completely pain free. Crazy right? But I love the idea of healing me with ME. I had pretty much lost hope that I would ever be able to run distance again…but this shit worked….when NOTHING else did.

This year has brought many many things…and taken a few as well. My godmother…whom Tate is named after HER daughter…passed away this year. It broke my heart and reminded me yet again…to do what you have been thinking about doing….or been meaning to do….because shit happens EVERY day and poof….that opportunity is gone gone gone. I hadn’t seen her in months….and I still kick myself. My father was also diagnosed with liver cancer this year….and although it hasn’t taken him…and I don’t think it will…it made me realize that I’m not ready for that…not that you ever really are. But YEARS ago…I made a deal with God……and that was if he let my dad be around long enough that my kids would be old enough to REALLY remember him….then I would be cool with whatever happened. Well my kids are all old enough to really remember my dad if he died tomorrow….but try as I might….I am not cool with whatever happens…even though I am trying to be. The week before Christmas he came down with pneumonia….and ended up in the hospital till Christmas Eve….and I was stricken the whole time….ugg…what a freakin year.

There were plenty of good things though…I keep my mind on those. Both the boys are working now….so proud of them. They work together at a lovely restaurant up the road from us. Tate is beautiful and amazing. We had a wonderful family vacation at Keyes Lake in northern Wisconsin again this year. My step-son, his wife…and their amazing friend Ty moved up here from Virginia and are blessing our life by becoming a part of it. So in the bad there is so much good. Ty and I ran trails this morning at Pets….it was 8 degrees…..that’s how we kick off the New Year Wisconsin style. Skip is good as well…dipping his foot in the triathlon pool and makes me glow with pride. When I couldn’t run…he tried to do it for me…now THAT is love folks…that is love.

And wrapping up this post….I will try and probably fail to be a better little blogger girl. Happy New Year…and even though I kind of shudder to think what 2013 will bring…..I face it head on, bells on….and running shoes on.