Sunday, October 31, 2010

Apples to Apples results

We had FHE and then played apples to apples. Here are the results (Ben did not deign to play)

Andrew: lazy, graceful, bright, famous, elderly, peaceful, thin, frail, wide.

Bert: ordinary, disgusting, chubby, miserable, awful, tough, courageous, adorable, delicious. =)

Me: Trustworthy, hardworking, annoying.


In other news, I spent quite a bit of time today researching candidates etc for the election on Tuesday. It's given me an appalling headache and I feel sick.


In further news, our kids didn't go out trick or treating today. It's a Sunday. I know some LDS families that had no problem with it. But we did. We took Andrew to the Truck or Treat on Thursday and he got some sweeties (Ben didn't want to do that either). Plus, he went in his costume to parent's night out at his gym on Friday. We told him pretty matter of factly that we wouldn't be trick or treating this year because it was on a Sunday and he had no problem with it. He's had the greatest time running to the door, laughing his head off, everytime the trick or treaters rang the bell, and he's enjoyed playing games with Bert and I. I found it really interesting that he's just enjoyed playing with us and doesn't care about the candy.

Furthermore, Bert and I have just had a discussion and have determined that Andrew has only been to England once in his life. No way! That's astonishing. Emily and Benjamin have been so many times that I can't believe Andrew's only been there once.

Time for bed. My head's really hurting.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Navel-gazing, experiments, running, Andrew and the Montebellos

Continuing my habit of navel-gazing, (as opposed to naval gazing, which is an entirely different thing) as I passed the fridge this morning I saw a cute little thing my son had coloured in his primary class. It says "You are the only person who can ever be you..."

And I thought...."Hmmmmmmmmmm......"

That one needs quite a bit of quiet pondering. Especially when it's aligned with questions like "Who am I? And how do I be me?"



I am currently conducting an experiment. I'm wearing my garmin and HR monitor for 24 hours or so. Should have some really interesting data on it. (I'm attempting to refrain from giggling naughtily and have managed to contain it to a sort of smug smirk) I'm almost at 21 hours right now.

I must admit I'm looking forward to taking the dang thing off. Garmin 305s are heavy if you wear them for extended periods of time.

Also, the battery doesn't last 24 hours which kinda stinks; I put it in the charger on the nightstand last night - hopefully it was close enough to pick up my hr. What does one do in a 24 hour race? Anyone? John? Krunnergirl if you happen to pop in? Any other ultra runners? I'm guessing you have to run without? Total bummer.


I'm starving.


Ran 5 miles in something or other - I'm guessing about 55 minutes - this morning. It was 37f. I was very cold. Not only did I not take my jacket off but I wished I'd worn gloves too. Brrrr.

Ok. Time to post some random pics then it's off to homeschooling! =) I love homeschooling.


Here's the cutie pie in the bath. =)






A few months ago I took him out for sushi. He really likes the miso soup.

video



I believe I've mentioned my running mentor before, yes? On long runs it's Bro. Montebello's voice saying "The body can do more than the mind thinks it can. You can do more. Keep going." that keeps me keepin' on. We love it when the family comes over for dinner because they bring such light and joy into this quiet boring house. The clip below shows a typical get-together with the Montebellos. I love the "What are you doing?" at the end. =D
video


Edit: Garmin results
Well. That was disappointing. Even the interesting bits were boring. Bummer. =(

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

We found a map to Candy Mountain, Charlie!

Homeschooling is taking less and less time each day as we get into the groove. Here's what I'm thinking:

Building Thinking Skills

Mathematical Reasoning

Sonlight Core K with Readers 2

Hey Andrew! Teach me some Greek! or Latin's Not So Tough!

I'm really leaning towards both the critical thinking books and the Sonlight; you can't go wrong by reading more books snuggled on the couch. =)


Running
Run on Monday was tough. I kind of pushed a little and two seconds after I got in the house felt like I was going to puke/pass out. Whoops! Took it a little easier on my run this morning and it was 100x better. I think it was because it was early morning in the dark as well. My body just likes running really early in the morning. Monday's LSDs have to wait until I've dropped Andrew off at his tutorial so I don't get out until 10am at the earliest; doesn't make my body happy to start a run that late.


Random Pictures
I've been clearing off my desktop which is cluttered with all kindso stuff. Thus I have found some pics that I like and will be posting them randomly throughout the coming days.

Here's me and John Bingham at the CM expo. He is SO awesome. He needs to have honours heaped upon his head for making it ok for runners to be slow and therefore allow hundreds of thousands of people to get up off the couch and get themselves healthy.



This is the leak in our roof. It came through into the kids' bathroom. That was an interesting night.



This is one of my favourite shirts of Ben's. I wish he'd wear it more. It's fabulous. "Shun the non-believer. Shhhuuuuuuun."



This is what I often eat for lunch. It's sooo good. I love chickpeas. And sprouts.



Yeah, Vote for my Dad! =)

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Book-In-A-Box

Yesterday was Book-In-A-Box day at BHSE. It was also crazy hat day. Andrew wore his dragon hat; he wasn't so much into the "crazy" bit. He also did "Danny and the dinosaur go to camp" for his book-in-a-box.

Here's his book-in-a-box



A great picture of his hat



Here he is presenting


He did such a wonderful job! =)

My gosh, homemade crystallized ginger is FIREY!

Ok, so I finally broke down and did it. Instead of having a stack of homeschooling books and just going through them each day doing whatever came up next, on Sunday I sat down and made a schedule.

Just a little schedule. Through December. But I did it. And it helped. Sorta. Because I'm already out of sync with Scripture Stories and I added Winnie-The-Pooh (which Andrew has fallen in love with) and we did the ENTIRE United States jigsaw puzzle instead of just one State per day. =) Andrew wanted to. So we went ahead and did it.

So we did some homeschooling, then we went to Meridees with Sunni and had a great time. Andrew didn't finish his peanut butter fudge brownie and brought it home and I want it SOOO BADLY but I am currently resisting.

Then we came home, ate lunch, and finished up homeschooling. It's taking us a ridiculously short time each day; he's so dang FAST. I'd really like to add extra stuff but of course it all costs money so the DadMan has to approve the expenditure. It's only about $400-$500. How can he say no? =P

The other day veganrunningdad (otherwise known as Eric) made some ginger ale and crystallized ginger and as I'd had a hankering for ginger beer (not quite the same, but sorta, right? It's close enough because I looked up directions to make ginger beer and it's WAY too much work) I thought "Why the heck not?" and bought the supplies.

So this avvy I got to work. Sorry, pics are few and far between because I kept forgetting to take them.

Oh, btw, here's where I got the recipes.
Ginger Ale
Crystallized Ginger

Hawaiian Shirt Ray also has excellent articles on fueling for ultras.


Anyway, so I got a boatload (1 cup) of ginger and peeled it. Oh my it smelled good. I chopped it into itsy pieces and boiled and simmered (in 3 cups water and 1 cup sugar) the living daylights out of it then let it steep for a good 30 mins. Then I drained it.

The drainage is currently cooling in the fridge waiting for the club soda to be added to it so I can have the ginger ale.

I took the ginger pieces, weighed them, stuck them in a saucepan with their weight in sugar and 3 Tbsp water, then simmered it until the water evapourated. Voila! Crystallized ginger. That is firey. Really really really really really firey. Eric said the ginger ale came out strong as well so that should be interesting.

Pics. Sorta.


Ginger in sugar water awaiting The Boil.



The sugar-ginger water cooling down and awaiting being made into ginger ale.






Simmering to evapourate the water.





Water evapourated.




The end result. The smallest piece blew my head off.



Edit: Woah baby!!!! That's some powerful ginger ale right there. I think it could probably stand to be diluted. Quite a bit. At least double the amount of water/club soda/whatever.

Friday, October 22, 2010

I'm so achingly tired. And I can't figure out why. I don't think I'm pushing my body too hard. My nutrition lately hasn't been fabulous, but hasn't been awful either. So how come I'm so pooped?

Date night tonight. WHOOT! =)

Random pictures just for fun.


My Dad and his brothers



The house I want to live in off Shelby Greenway



Ben just before homecoming



My sister, Caroline and Alan. Who is Alan? He's a relative of some sort. How is he related? Mum? Dad? Care to enlighten? Maybe if I think hard enough I'll remember.



When I was in Utah Andrew fell and hurt his little nose. Bert took a picture to send me. Isn't he dang cute? =)



My Dad, My Mum, and Sekoya



My Mum and her sister, Chris. These two are just about the nicest, sweetest, kindest ladies you could ever hope to meet.



This is me on the swings at St. Joseph's Convent. I was maybe...11? I totally nicked off with this picture from friends reunited. I think Fleur posted it. Thanks Fleur! =)



The aquarium



Aquarium again



I know this picture is blurry. But look at that avocado would ya? Isn't that the happiest chunk of avocado you've ever seen?



Hahaha. =D



I love historic LOLs! =)




Thursday, October 21, 2010

Things you do not wish to hear from your 5 year old son.

It's 8:18! My favourite time of day. =)

Anyway, conversation with Andrew:

Me: You do not need me to wipe your bottom. You do not need me to check your bottom. Wipe it yourself. If the wipe is dirty then keep wiping. If the wipe is clean you're good to go.

Andrew
: Well, what I normally do is sit on the floor. If there is poo poo on the floor when I get up then I need to wipe and I clean the floor. If there's no poo poo then my bottom is clean.

Me, eyes wide, remaining calm
: Oh. Well, sweetie, it's probably a good idea not to do that anymore, ok?


Someone psychoanalyze my son please. How come he wants me to wipe his bottom? Is five too young for him to be doing it by himself? It doesn't seem so to me. I have no memories of the other children needing me to wipe them at this age.


In other news, I'm tired. I'm losing my umph in cycling and running. I still do it but the giddy addiction isn't there. Last night I dreamed I overslept and missed my first 50k.

I think I need a holiday.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Where am I going? And how do I get there?

Preface to this post 1:
This year has sucked pretty dang hard. It has been truly an annus horribilis, one filled with intense emotional pain.

Preface to this post 2:
A few years ago there was a lady in our ward. I wanted to be her. She didn't necessarily have it all together, but she was REAL and she was GOOD and she knew how to work HARD and I admired her faith and her love. I thought it was pretty funny that after the ward split and she moved out that I got her calling.... =D I sucked so bad in that calling. I feel so guilty that I was fairly useless.

Preface to this post 3:
Her husband was called as Stake President (That's kind of like a Bishop in the catholic church) and she was Young Women's president...or maybe it was Relief Society president in her ward. And she was raising 8 children. And she got pretty aggressive breast cancer.


Now we get to the post:
It's Stake Conference this weekend. Bert and I attended the adult session this evening.
This woman was called up to the stand to give her testimony.
And up she came with her very short hair - it's started to grow in again.

And she said, with absolute sincerity, "What a great year."

Stake Presidents are so busy it's difficult to find time to be with the family. She had eight children to raise, some of which are teenagers. They still needed someone to cook for them and clean for them and do their laundry and help with homework and put them in bed. And she wasn't released from her calling - she didn't want to be. And she didn't say "WHAT the HECK?!?!?! Guys! I've got cancer! I'm puking! I've had invasive surgery! I'm so worn out from the chemo!"

No. She said, "What a great year." And she meant it.

She said she says to herself, "Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You have so much to feel grateful for."

And I think, "I still want to be her."

And then the Spirit whispers so softly I can hardly hear it over the cacophony of my own feelings of failure, over the tumult of my own inadequacy, "Maybe you should just be you."

Maybe I will never be as wonderful as her. Maybe that's ok. Because she is who she is and she is being who she is meant to be.

Maybe I should just be me. The best me I can be.

Who is that person?

And what do I need to do to be her?

Bike ride n stuff.

I wanted to post about something. There was something important I needed to say/ask/pontificate about/something or other. However I can't remember what it was. Maybe you're lucky? =P

Run yesterday was DA BOMB where I ran 5 miles w/a 10:50 pace. Yeah. You read that right. Who's awesome? That would be me. =D

We have Stake Conference today and tomorrow PLUS we had the Nissan Family Fun Day and THUS if Bert and i wanted a bike ride we would have to leave early.

Really early.

So we were up at 5am. And out by 5.30. It was cold. DAMN cold. And dark. DAMN dark. =) I'm sorry, I really didn't need to say damn the second time. It was superfluous. But it was fun to type it.

Aaaanyway, where the heck was I?

SO there we were. In the dark. And the cold. The really dark dark. When dh pulled a million miles ahead of me (I'm exaggerating) all I could see was the tiny circle of light from my tiny headlight. I followed his blinking red lights down winding roads.

Pros of cycling in pitch black:
Can't see the hills. Just have to do 'em. And they're not so bad when you just do them. Kind of like a horse with blinkers. Also, the stars are soooo bright. Orion was absolutely clear. Plus there's hardly any cars on the road. It's like running in the early morning. You feel like you own the whole world.

Cons of cycling in pitch black: Can't think of any. It's really awesome fun. As long as you have lights and reflective gear and stuff. I guess you can't see the scenery and around here that's kind of a bummer.


We cycled and cycled and it was awesomely awesome. The stars faded and the sun inched up over the trees and then...BAM! up it came.

It. Was. FREEZING!!!!!!!!!!! I think it was about 38f (Mum and Dad: 3C) and my fingers hurt. But not as badly as my toes. Oh my toes. Exquisite torture. They HURT so much from the cold. I kept telling myself that it was too dang warm to worry about frostbite but OH WOW it hurt.

And we cycled and cycled and it was uber fun. Stopped for a potty break and had a bite of Bert's clif bar. It was frozen. Not solid....but solid enough that it hurt my teeth to rip off a bit.

Anyway. 30 miles in something like 2.45. Yes, I'm kind of slow. But it was fun. And I felt like I had some energy left in my legs and could have gone another ten.

Shower, breakfast, then we were off to the Nissan Family Fun day. Which was fun.

And now we're back home and I need to do the dishes before heading off to church. It's all go.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

So, which is better? The original Kate Bush version of "Running up that Hill", or the Placebo version?

Kate Bush




Placebo




It's a bummer when the cover is as good as the original; like New Order's "Bizarre Love Triangle" and Frente's copy thereof.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Stuff

Cycling
Woke up this morning and thought "I so don't want to go on a bike ride by myself. I hate going out by myself. It's so dang dangerous. I hate crossing 96 where there's no traffic light - and where there is a traffic light is so busy I'll get squashed. I wish Bert would set up the trainer then I don't have to go out. I much prefer riding with him."

Etc etc etc. I basically talked myself out of cycling.

Then I got up, peeked through the blinds at the roads and went, "....oh alright then." =P

14.5 miles in 1 hour 8 minutes. Half-way through the ride I realized I'd forgotten my dang helmet. MY HELMET! I mean! What? How is that even possible to forget your stinkin' helmet? All I could think the rest of the way home was "Oh my gosh I don't have a helmet on! I feel so irresponsible! How could I forget it?" Some little kid watched me ride by...he was standing by his bike with his helmet on...and I felt like such a bad example.

Anyway. So the bike ride was good except for the trucks. The trucks scare the living daylights out of me. OH my GOSH. Two came alongside me at the crest of a hill. I was really looking forward to the downhill ride. But the front truck slowed down, and the truck behind it slowed waay down and got over into the shoulder right in front of me so I was afraid that either I was going to hit it or I was going to fall over I was going so slow. At the bottom of the hill the first truck turned and the second truck went on its merry way, leaving me with no ooomph with which to face the next roller. Awesomesauce.

The one truck that got way over onto the other side of the road to give me some room made up for it though. =)

Anyway, other than that the ride was fabulous.

I've been thinking...
If my ultimate goal is a 24 hour race, shouldn't I be doing my long runs by time rather than distance?

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

I just drove the new Nissan Leaf!

And it was faaaaaabulous! =) Bert somehow managed to bring home a Leaf tonight. WHOOT! Have no idea how he managed to finagle that but I'm glad he did.

Thoughts:
- Love the nifty start up tune
- Bottle holders in the door. WHOOT! Hate that my Sentra doesn't have them.
- So. Dang. Quiet.
- Nifty little controls
- Love the dashboard
- Never seen a shifter like that before
- Peppy little thing innit? Can certainly get out of its own way.
- Building the little tree thing on the L hand side of the dashboard? Kinda weird. Just sayin'.
- LOVE the fact that there's a switch where you can turn off the artificial noise. Govt. wants the switch removed so the noise is there all the time. Of course. N00bsauces.
- Even so the artificial noise is very quiet. It's apparently inspired by Blade Runner, which is kinda cool.
- Buttons inside feel really solid and refined.
- The whole dang car feels solid, stable, and well made.
- Love the shutdown tune.

Bert plugged it in to recharge it. Said it was easy peasy lemon squeazy. Glad they got rid of the original graphic to illustrate how to do it...it was *really* funny. The new one's better.

Very impressed. I want one. Only in my dreams, of course.... =)

Apparently, I'm Echinacea. Go figure.


I am an
Echinacea


What Flower
Are You?




"You are a health conscious person, both your health and the health of others. You know all about the health benefits and dangers of the world around you."

This makes no sense to me whatsoever.

The meandering thoughts of a runner

Oh I do hope this run goes better than the 6 miles on Monday. It should do. It's earlier and it's cooler out. I'm feeling this run already and I haven't even stepped out the door yet.

Switchfoot - Dare you to move
Wow! Auspicious start to the run! I love this song.

Matt Brouwer - Come and Be
Mellow and sweet. This pace feels good. I like the downhill parts.

Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down
Wow. This song is an awesome pace for a run. I'm totally diggin' it.

Dame Joan Sutherland - Lakme
Beautiful song. Not feeling it. Skip.

The Wreckers - Stand Still, Look Pretty
This song feels like me. Reminds me of Pricilla Ahn's "Dream". That song is so me too. I found it right after the miscarriage. The lyrics "And now I'm old and feeling grey I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave." resonated with me then. I wanted to get off the Earth. I wasn't enjoying the ride too much right then. I'm kind of enjoying this run though.

Family Force Five - Earthquake
I like this song. But I'm gonna skip it.

Winston Churchill - Blood, Toil, Tears and Sweat
SO inspiring. Tell it like it is, Winston!! Blood, Toil, Tears, and Sweat. Love it. Runner's creed. "Victory! Victory however long and hard the road may be!" I feel strong! I can do it! "But I take up my task with buoyancy and hope. I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men...and I say "Come, then! Let us go forward together with our united strength." Come legs! Come lungs! Come muscles! Come brain! Let us go forward together, strong and healthy and alive and willing to work hard for what we so desire.

Nine Inch Nails - The Fragile
Hahaha, that's pretty funny "The Fragile" came on right when I was telling myself to be strong. But the lyrics kind of work too. It's a nice song.

Puddle of Mudd - Control
Oh wow. I nearly skip it, but instead I ignore the strange looks I'm surely getting from cars zooming by me and sing along and ponder

Lady GaGa - Bad Romance

Ha! =) I barely get started on the song before I zone out.

Fun Boy Three - The Lunatics
Zone in half way through. Not feeling it. Skip.

Dashboard Confessional - Reason to Believe
Actually, lungs not hurting. This must have been written by a sprinter. I lose myself in thoughts of friends who I'm no longer really in contact with. Some that wrote that no longer write. I miss them. Some that came into my life for a season and now are gone. Where are they? What are they doing now? Are they ok? Is everything alright with them? I hope they're happy. I wish they'd write.

My mind slides over to an email I received this weekend. It was from a gentleman who I look up to and admire. His fortitude and grace. His ability to run long and hard and push himself when the going is tough tough tough. He wrote to me an email that I open and read from time to time, like I'm unwrapping a particularly longed-for Christmas gift.

He was on a run. A long run. 50 miles. Long climbs. Things got tough. The voice in his head so loud. His body so tired. Then he thought of me. He thought of all I've been through lately, and it inspired him. He kept pushing on. Me!! I inspired him? How can that be, when he inspires me? I felt so humble and tender and honoured when I read that. I bawled my eyes out reading it. I'm crying now.

It reminded me of the article on Yasso in the latest RW magazine.


"As he limps toward the VIP tent - along with a small stipend, access to the VIP tent is usually part of the package when race directors hire Yasso to motivate their entrants - a 36 year old woman from Salt Lake City named Carri Lyons stops him.

"Are you Bart Yasso?" she asks him, and he allows that yes, he is, and he asks, isn't this an incredible course, and isn't this an incredible day, and didn't she have a great time on the course? He asks these same questions at every race, and judging by the look in his eyes and the way he leans into his questions and almost quivers as he awaits a response, he's either a great performer or a true believer, or both. Her eyes fill with tears.

"I was diagnosed with cancer a year ago," she says, "and I told myself, I am going to run a marathon today, and that got me through it."

Yasso says that's great, that's really great, and she cries some more.

"Two years ago," she says, "we lost our baby son, and when I crossed the finish line, I knew he was in heaven, looking down, saying "Go, mommy, go." She sobs and Bart pats her on the back.

"Seeing you makes my day," she says. "You have made my day."

When she leaves, still sobbing, Yasso settles down with some fruit in the VIP tent, then shakes his head.

"How the hell can I have made her day?" he says. "A woman who's been through so much? How can I have made her day?""

Three Days Grace - Animal I have Become
My thoughts switch to David who first told me about this song and I laugh. That guy's an inspiration too. Decided to run a year ago - almost exactly - I think his runniversary was two days ago - did a 50k a couple of weeks ago. Awesome.

The Cure - Lovesong
I think about my husband. This song always makes me think of him. What a great man. I love him so much.
And then...for some reason...my thoughts turn to my Saviour. I ponder the lyrics in relation to Him and they totally work. I ponder the scriptures wherein he refers to himself as the bridegroom.


"Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away I will always love you
However long I stay I will always love you
Whatever words I say I will always love you
I will always love you"

Family Force 5 - Supersonic
Funny song to follow those thoughts with but it works.

"Let go of yourself
It'll be good for your health
Don't care who watches
You're gonna take it up a few notches

Put your hands in the air
Act like a fool 'cause you just don't care
You're feeling so platonic
Now your getting supersonic"

Running up that hill it sure helped to be listening to those lyrics.

Paul Cardall - Green Hill
I love this song. So peaceful and sweet. Brought my thoughts back to my Saviour. This past time I was in Utah we scored tickets to the Saturday Afternoon session of Conference. Afterwards I walked across the road to the Deseret Book...and there was Paul Cardall. I stood right next to him while he played the piano. So beautiful. Had me in tears. I was too shy to say hello and tell him how much I admired him and loved his music. What a n00b.

Relient K - Who I am hates who I've been
I LOVE this song!!!! It seemed to take all my meandering thoughts of this run and pull them together, tying the loose strings, weaving my life into a colourful tapestry. Sure, there are some dark areas...but oh there's shining gold and joy too.

I wanted to end the run on this song so I pushed it. Hit 7:58 at the end yelling "AAAGGGHHHHH!!!". Whoot! YES! GO ME! =) The song ended. I pulled out the headphones, stopped the Garmin, and caught my breath again.

My gosh this run rocked. Like buttah. Full of joy. I love running.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood

Cycling
Got up a bit late. Garmin was dead. Thus the late start to the cycle and thus it was only a quickie. Gotta love them quickies. Just over 30 minutes, just over 7 miles. Niftysauce.

My Momma called when I got home. Whoot! Love it when my Mum calls. =)

Homeschooling.
One thing I love about homeschooling - especially Kindergarten homeschooling - is that you can go with the flow. I wasn't feeling a ton of bookwork today, so for math we're measuring and for English we're reading recipes. We've made cinnamon raisin bread and cookies. Later on, for gym, we're going to the park.

Here's the man all ready to bake



Cinnamon Raisin Bread.

Pouring in the liquid


Measuring the dry stuff


Andrew took this picture. He's a good photographer.


Checkin' out the action


He took this one too.



Making Chocolate Chip Cookies.


"This is really hard to stir"


We didn't double-dip. =)



The Results. Sorta.

Half the batch of CCC. Nom nom nom nom nom.




The cinnamon-raisin bread seems to be coming along nicely.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Woah, what happened?

Maybe because there wasn't enough time to run before I took Andrew to his tutorial and so therefore it was warmer outside, or maybe it was because I pushed myself on Sat, or maybe for some other reason - this run was HARD.

On the books was a 6 miler. After my delicious 5 miles on Friday one would think no problem, eh?

Uh huh.

To begin with I didn't hydrate well beforehand so felt like I needed to take along my belt.



This was a mistake. Just before I got pregnant I bought a camelbak because this belt gave me constant stitches. And yep, wouldn't ya know it, just over two miles into it I got a stitch.

I tried to run through it but it wasn't working. Walked for about .25/mile at the end of 2 and beginning of 3 to get rid of that dang stitch. Moved the belt to my hips where it jostled and irritated.

After that I just couldn't get back into the rhythm of it, and my heartrate started skyrocketing. It'd hit 175/176 and I'd walk for a bit to bring it back down. I wanted it back down to 150, but after walking nearly 2/10 of a mile one time to get it there I gave up on that idea, and instead would start running again when it hit 160.

It was HARD, but I did it. I'll try again next week (Monday is my LSD day as Andrew's at his tutorial).

I'm thinking I probably need to get a handheld. Ugh. I hate those things. I'm not running long enough right now to justify the camelbak, and the belt's just not working soooo I think a handheld it has to be. Bummer.


Not much else going on in the Madiantin household. That's a nice change. =)

I can't get no diggety out of my mind.

Saturday, October 09, 2010

Life is so good

There's nothing like an intense workout to leave you feeling like all is right with the world. The sense of well-being that permeates your life is so uplifting. The human body was meant to be worked hard.

Today I rode nearly 46 miles with Bert (45.76). I did 20 miles for the first time two days ago. Today I did the first 20 miles just fine. The 20-30 miles were tough...but the 30-45 were brutal. Yikes a doodle. My quads are TRASHED. My face is gritty and really salty. My neck and shoulders are stiff. It was a very difficult ride.

And I'm so very glad I did it. It was awesome. I felt bad for Bert as I went at a much slower pace than he's used to. At one point near the end of the ride when we were going uphill I was going so slow that if I were running I would have passed myself - and I'm an uber slow runner. He never complained and was always complimentary and extremely encouraging. =) He is currently making me his packet of GU Brew Strawberry-watermelon recovery drink. =) And then he's going out to get me a 10lb bag of ice. What an incredible guy!!!

I thanked him upside down and backwards as I was sure he was hurting just as badly. However - nope. He's in absolutely no pain at all. He feels just fine and dandy. My gosh! What a man.

The last few hills were so hard and hurt so much. But I made it through. And I'm so proud of me. And I burned a ridiculous amount of calories. WHOOT! =)

Bananas taste sooooo good.

At one point during the ride the scenery was so beautiful I felt a large pang of sorrow for those runners/cyclists who don't live here. I love TN.

Life is good. I'm so happy. =)

Inspiration

So we were up hideously early. Bert went to the church to work on his calling, and I got Andrew ready for his soccer pictures.

Soccer pics and game done, I hightailed it to the farmer's market and bought meat. My gosh it's SO hideously expensive there! Five pounds ground beef, one 2lb roast, a small chicken and four tomatoes cost me $60. Freaks. Me. Out. OTOH, I know those animals were well-treated and humanely processed so it's possibly worth it. Possibly. That's a lot of money.


Have y'all seen this video? I found it here. Absolutely fabulous and brilliant.

Homemade Spacecraft from Luke Geissbuhler on Vimeo.

Friday, October 08, 2010

I have a bad case of diarrhea

There is a chap at Bert's work who is an absolute genius at finding gems on youtube. Here's his latest brilliant find. An exercise video to help Japanese learn English. Enjoy.





This one's even better.




I want us to be more than friends






I know you're all dying to learn Japanese the same way, so for your edification I include these videos also.



Running, The Loop, Homeschool and Frriiiiidayyy!

Cycling/Running
Bert rode 20 miles this morning in 1 hour 17 mins and that includes a stop to take the arms off his jacket. The Dude is awesome.

I ran 5.26 miles in 1 hour exactly. Ok, it wasn't an hour exactly. It was an hour and 2.72 seconds. That includes a 5 min warm up walk. At about 3 1/2 miles I really wanted to stop, but I heard the most awesome Brother Montebello's voice in my head telling me "Your brain will give up before your body does" and "Your body can do more than you think it can" so I kept going and I'm so so so so so glad I did. Go me! =) I'm totally getting my running mojo back and it feels AWESOME! I feel like me again. I feel powerful and healthy and happy again. I feel like Queen of the World again. *happy sigh*


These images are how I feel when I come back from a run:







Why is the text wrapping? It's very disconcerting.


Yeah. This one too. =)



The Loop in all its awesomeness
I was pondering on how much I miss The Loop. I loved that community so very very much. Everyone there was so kind and encouraging. And most people were stinkin' funny. =) Or fast. Or could run a long way. John Wayne and Krunnergirl are so inspirational with their ultras. I am SO going to do that one day. My goal is to do a 24 hour run like Krunnergirl. I'm thinking it will take up to 5 years to reach it. I hope I can do it!

So many people have left The Loop though because of the recent changes, and on the one hand that's really sad. OTOH, it means they've started blogs/advertised that they have blogs and thus I get my Loop fix by blogstalking them.

See Allie? I totally copied your word there. Blogstalking is an awesome word.


Homeschool
We're really getting into the swing of it. Totally blasted through everything in just under 2 hours. Luckily it's his gym class, plus he'll go back to the gym for Parents Night Out tonight and thus we'll get our 4 hours in. I mean really, government! It's just ridiculous! My kindergartener is doing first grade work in 2 hours but you're requiring me to do 2 more just because? Sheesh.


It's Frrrriiiiiday!!!
Gym this avvy. Plus I need to put the finishing touches on my Sunday School lesson. Date night tonight - sushi WHOOOT!!!

Tomorrow it's Soccer pictures so we have to be there at 7.45am. Which means, beloveds, that we're not going to get our bike ride in until later in the day. I love Saturdays. It's the day I get to ride with Bert. =) So we'll be at soccer til 10am, then I've got to whiz on over to the Farmer's Market, then we'll grab a bite to eat and head on out on our ride.

The schedule calls for 30 miles tomorrow, but my beloved is hoping we can go on a 61 mile bike ride the following week, so we might do 40 and see how I can handle it. Should be interesting. The "this is a tough ride" part makes me think "Uuuuuhhhhhh....maybe not."


I had something else I wanted to tell you, but I forget what it is. Oh well, hope y'all have a fabulous weekend. And GOOD LUCK to everyone running Chicago! I'm DYING to hear how Zam did and am rooting for her to BQ. Hope the weather's kind to everyone.

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Inspiring.

Everytime I think I have it pretty bad, I realize just how incredibly, overwhelmingly blessed I am, and I am so grateful.

Nefarious plots, biking, homeschoolless and chores

Biking
So last night was book group. Where were you, Sunni, huh? Huh? We had ridiculously good food and wonderful conversation. You totally missed out. I didn't read the book either. So you have no excuse. =)

So anyway I come home from book group and my beloved is absolutely crashed out exhausted. I'm trying to ascertain whether I can go out biking right after I take Ben to seminary or if I have to wait until he comes back from his ride/run. Conversation goes like this:

Me: Are you going biking tomorrow?
Dh: No
Me: Are you going running tomorrow?
Dh: No
Me: So you're doing nothing tomorrow?
Dh, a tad exasperated: Yes, I'm going to work.

Ah, yes, I guess that qualifies as something. =D

So as soon as I hear the first "No" I start to get excited because his runs are typically 30 mins and that would give me extra time for my ride. And then I hear the second "No" and my heart leaps with glee and the nefarious plots immediately start forming in my mind along with a sound that goes something like this:




So I stash all my biking gear outside the bedroom door so I don't wake the dh and after dropping off The Ben run home, get changed, and whizz out the door. Bert catches me and I think he's regretting not going out as he says "Are you going out cycling?"
"Yep", I reply.
"Lucky you." he says. =)
Then he stands in the doorway and watches me cycle off. Awwwwww. I felt kinda bad for him.

But not bad enough to stop.

The nefarious plot, of course, involved going out for longer than 1 hour so I could actually do 20 miles. It was a wonderful ride and took me 1 hour 27 minutes (and 45 seconds, to be exact). I could definitely have gone for longer, but I was needed back home.

Obviously I'm not going to be able to do a ride like this on most weekdays; there's just not enough time. I'm figuring I'll manage about 12-15 miles, depending on how hilly the route is, and the weather conditions.

Oh!!!!! Wait wait wait wait wait hold up a minute!!!

If we purchase another trainer we could put my bike on it as well and then Bert and I could ride simultaneously and that'd be ok as we'd both be in earshot of The Dude which MEANS, Beloveds, that we could conceivably get in a 2-2.5 hour bike ride on a weekday.

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

This nefarious plot is Keeley Brooks approved.

Now: how to convince Bert that we need another trainer. Hhhhhrrmmmmm......

And, furthermore, where are we going to put it? Hhhhhrrmmmmm......

Anyway, the ride was fab. I passed houses selling local honey, eggs at a good price, cucumbers, peas and tomatoes. Nom nom nom nom nom. Must go back there. I saw a lake that was nearly dry, covered with gaggles of noisy geese. And I saw a cute momma donkey nursing its cute baby donkey. Awww.

And I got passed by trucks. Trucks that passed too close and nearly blew me off the road. Grrrr. And a school bus illegally turned left right in front of me. What? You think cos you're a school bus you own the road? I think not!!!

And I got passed by a lovely lady going at a slightly faster pace than me and I wish I knew who she was. I think I'd like to be her friend.


Homeschooling
So after my ride I had enough time to make a lunch and dinner for Bert, download my data, and clean up my sweaty self before it was time to take Andrew to Pump It Up. We go there every Thursday morning, though I'm thinking at some point they're going to kick him out cos it's kind of a "preschool" jump and Andrew's kinda not anymore....

Anyway so he had the time of his life. Then we went shopping and I spent way too much money at Whole Foods. Someone tell me why I keep going there? They're ridiculously expensive for goodness' sakes. And they mock religion. Don't argue with me, yes they do! =)

So homeschooling ain't gonna happen today because for some reason the house is a PIGSTY and it's going to take me several hours to clean.

Shoot. Me. Now.

Bye, beloveds! Hope your day is going well and you've had fun. =) TTFN!

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Homeschool Report

Running
Not as awesome as yesterday, but still rocked the 4 miles in 44:45 - which, actually, was faster than yesterday wasn't it? Excellent. Biking tomorrow. Meant to be 20 miles but I only have an hour so yeah, that's not going to work. It will be interesting to see how far I actually go.

That last sentence applies to many areas of my life and makes me go "Hmmmm..."


Homeschooling
A good day WHOOT! Took a while to get The Boy motivated; he seems under the impression that he should be allowed to play video games all day. Ha ha ha. Keep dreaming sweetcheeks.

Calendar first, (he read scriptures with his Poppa while I was running) followed by music.

He played "Grandfather's Clock"




and then we sang the first 3 articles of faith, and Book of Mormon Stories.




Then we wrote in his journal.

I watched tv a little bit yesterday. I watched Invader Zim but I didn't watch the first one because it was Zim taking people's organs and it's totally gross and Zim gets bigger and bigger and explodes.
My leg's hurting too bad because I fell down on the hard floor.
Someday I think you're going to have a new baby. Next year maybe. Last year or last week your baby went away. That was kind of sad, wasn't it?


Then he drew a picture of me pushing him on the swing. =)




We did Mind Benders,




followed by geography.



Last year we learned most of the States and Capitals. This year he's forgotten them all. =D So we're doing it again. We're doing a jigsaw puzzle one State a day. The first state he picked out was Sacramento, California. I try to say the capital whenever I say the State as I hope it will help him remember. Yeah. Wish me luck with that.





We did Math and English. We used teddy bears as visual aids for the addition practice. Andrew liked that. =)







English is easy peasy lemon squeazy for him and I'm torn between letting it be easy or stepping up the pace. I'm staying with easy at the moment because it's just Kindergarten and I want him to develop confidence.












Then we read books.








Andrew has a reward chart. He gets one star each for reading, English and Math each day. When he fills the chart he can have a reward. His favourite one is going to blockbuster to rent a video game.




After reading we had lunch, then science. We learned about superabsorbent polymers.





Andrew mixed colours with the pipette, then put a few crystals of polyacrylamide polymer gel in each basin.




To all BYU fans - do not freak out, scream, get a shotgun, or throw your computer across the room yelling "Unclean! Unclean!". We were given this t-shirt by a friend of ours whose husband attended the UofU. No, they are not evil people. He is, in fact, a member of our bishipric. And his wife is my very good friend - in fact I'm going over to her house in five minutes for book club. =D Andrew loves this shirt. It's ok. Calm down. =)






He was so excited to see them expand.





Then he put some "Garbled Marbles" in cups, filled the cups with water and watched them expand. First they got all fuzzy, then they grew and grew.





It was pretty dang fun.

Now it's quiet time. I love quiet time. Except for the quiet bit - Andrew doesn't seem to understand that bit. Think I may have to start insisting he goes to his room for quiet time rather than hang around down here. =D

Library today!! Yoga! =) Should be fun.