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The waiting is over

Monday, October 29, 2012

Captain Klutz strikes again!

The very first time I went down the stairs from the back deck I said to myself (and out loud) that they were an accident just waiting to happen. The stairs are kind of narrow and a little steep, more so than what I am used to.

Well, the waiting is over. I fell down the last 3 or 4 steps this afternoon. In slow motion.

Fortunately I hobbled away with only skinned knees and shins and shredded pride. It could have been worse, I could have broken something. But I think I will be taking the long way down in the future...out the front door and down the hill at the side of the house to get to the backyard.

No sense tempting fate any more than necessary...there are still the basement stairs waiting for me to take a tumble.

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MCJULIEO 10/30/2012 12:35AM

    Yikes! That was a close one!

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FROSTY99 10/29/2012 11:07PM

    Glad it wasn't worse and no broken bones to report. Be careful and as you said it sounds like you are wise to go the long way around.

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    If my son and I lived closer to you, we'd be over to re-do stairs that are obviously out of code.

The world is hazard enough without dealing with a man-made hazard.

As strong as you are now, you could probably drag someone to your place that could eliminate that hazard. Since I have no clue as to you personal status, I won't make any comments about nibbling someones ear.

Uh oh!

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STRIVER57 10/29/2012 4:44PM

    oh dear. i totally & completely understand and empathize. i come from a family of klutzes so at least i can blame genetics for it.

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ILOVEMALI 10/29/2012 3:13PM

    Ouch!!! I hope that you're ok --

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CODEMAULER 10/29/2012 3:08PM

    Every trip we have taken to Europe was fraught with narrow and tall stairs. One hotel had such a narrow, steep staircase that I vowed I'd do the stairs only twice a day; when we left for the day and when we called it a night.

Be cautious; the stairs ARE out to get you!

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BOILHAM 10/29/2012 3:02PM

    Ooops! Hope you are alright.

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NAYPOOIE 10/29/2012 2:39PM

    no handrails?

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MOMMY445 10/29/2012 2:38PM

    please take care of yourself! you are worth it!

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DLDROST 10/29/2012 2:37PM

  take care of yourself

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A mind is a terrible thing to change

Sunday, October 28, 2012

You're familiar with the expression "Stupid is as stupid does" right?


Yeah, that's me today. The directionally challenged one. I know this about myself too but I don't let a little thing like knowing better stop me!

Week 7 of marathon training had me scheduled for a long run of 7.5 miles today.

No problem. I've run 6 half marathons in the past year and have repeatedly run that distance and longer. I suited up in my (only) cold weather clothes since today was in the high 40s, remembered to wear gloves, and had a charged Garmin AND iPod (unlike yesterday when it was completely dead. I hate running without music).

I had my route all planned, and was ready to go. 7.5 miles in about 90 minutes, a nice tidy 12 minute mile marathon pace.

My route was to be up the hill to the top of my street, run behind the village, down the hill, cross the road, keep running past the right turn to the village, go for about 1.5 miles, turn around and turn into the village and finish the run home. That would have put me somewhere between 7.5 and 8 miles. This is right at the distance where I don't carry any water or shot blocks with me; anything longer and I will fuel.

So off I go. I get to the top of the hill and...change my mind.

Instead of going right to run behind the village I continue straight, onto the farm road to run between the fields.

Sane Me emoticon - Wait, we were supposed to turn there!

Crazy Me emoticon - Yeah, but if we go this way we can turn at the Wall of Straw and come out at Jesus on the Hill and resume the route with some extra distance.

Sane Me agrees because this sounds reasonable.

Big mistake. NEVER assume the Crazy One is reasonable. Lesson learned by the end of the run.

emoticon Hey, wait, that was the Wall of Straw! We were supposed to turn there!

emoticon Yeah, but if we keep going this way I bet we get to that last field where we were before, that ended at the forest. See, there's trees up ahead, and a field, and the main road we ran next to. We're just adding some extra distance before getting back on the route.

emoticon Well, OK.

Sane me still hasn't learned the lesson at this stage.

Except...the farm road curved into the trees and into the forest, away from the field which was suddenly at the bottom of a hill I was on top of.

So I keep running but the trail quickly gets ugly. Huge farm tractor ruts, big stones, steep incline on the vertical & horizontal.

emoticon We need to stop now! And go back! We're going to get hurt! We have no way to get help!

Yeah, in my incredible foresight I grabbed my work phone to carry, not my personal phone. My work phone is a 20th century wonder, when they were first trying to figure out how to make cell phones smaller. It is not a smart phone. No GPS, no maps or directions. The only thing it is good for (and not even that good) is making calls...and I realize I don't know how to call for help here (in addition to that minor detail about not speaking the language!) or even where I am. I do have my ID so if they find my body in the spring at least they will know who I was.

emoticon Shut up! If you keep jabbering at me I'm going to get distracted and then we WILL get hurt. Let me pay attention to where we're going.

Eventually I make it out of the forest, congratulating myself because even running on a trail and having to walk through some rough spots I'm still ahead of my 12 minute mile goal. The path continues between more fields and turns into a dirt road, then a paved one and I emerge into a village.

But which village you ask?

I had no idea. I'm still not sure.

So I turn right on the road and head towards the buildings. I see street signs but the mean nothing to me because I don't know where I am and have no GPS to tell me. I turn right onto a road that sort of looks familiar...nope, it just heads into more fields.

Go back and continue until I cross a small bridge and stop.

emoticon Hey, there's a river! And a path! There's a river that goes through the village before ours, remember we took the picture last week and there was a path next to it. I bet if we follow the river path we'll get back to our route!

emoticon Wait! emoticon

Too late, the Crazy One is off and running through more forest. I eventually exit onto a road, the river continues but I have no way to keep following it. Turn right and follow the road, it seems to go in what I think might be the right direction. I wind up in more fields and keep following the where it dead ends at the river. Except this time I'm on the side with no river path.

Undeterred I resolve to keep following it anyway. 5 minutes later I admit defeat, blocked by brambles and fallen twig trees.

There's nothing to do except go back and retrace my steps. At this point I have 5 miles logged on the Garmin. I head back through the fields, follow the river path and get back into the unknown village...and miss my turn back to the forest path. I went a block too far, turned onto the road which I kept thinking didn't look that familiar.

But hey, I was watching where I put my feet on the way out, not looking at the view. And there were a bunch of cars parked of on the side, they probably churned up the road....

emoticon I don't remember cars before

And that 4 wheeler passed us, which contributed I'm sure. Of course I'm going the right way.

emoticon I think we would have remembered going past that gypsy encampment...

emoticon Oh quit whining! See, there's the forest ahead.

Except by the time I get there I'm pretty sure this isn't the way I had come out. But I don't let that stop me! Oh no, not me!

I continue...and the path ends.

Gotta go back...all the way back down the road and into town. At this point I start walking instead of running. I'm now at 7.0 miles.

THIS time I see the other road I should have taken, which also heads into the forest.

I get to the trees...and now have 3 choices. Do I turn left, right or go straight? I have no idea, I don't remember which way I came from.

I'm pretty sure the right hand path is not correct, that leads to where I just came from. So that leaves straight or left. I go a minute up the straight ahead path, change my mind and come back to go up the left path. Change my mind again and go back to the straight. Go 2 minutes, change my mind and come back to go to the left. 2 minutes up that path and I come to a fence running along the side of the path.

I'm pretty sure I don't remember seeing a fence before but at this stage I am pretty sure I'm lost too so - of course - I change my mind again and go back to take the straight path. I follow it for awhile...and a while more....and finally emerge onto a grassy trail with lots of farm tractor ruts.

I have made it! I am going back the way I came! WooHoo! Almost at 10 miles now.

I turn at the Wall of Straw and keep walking between the fields until I come to Jesus on the Hill (this is a giant crucifix on a hill across the road from a cemetery. No idea why it is not in the cemetery and it is guarding the farm tractor field access roads).

emoticon Hey! Let's go left and do the original route to the bottom of the hill...
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emoticon Or maybe not today

So I turn right and start running again, now that I am back on pavement.

11.7 miles and 2 hours 49 minutes after leaving home I return.

Quite a bit longer and farther than I had planned.

My calves started to burn because I was dehydrated so I got a banana, a granola bar and a bottle of water first thing.

Lessons learned today...stick to the plan, carry the right phone, learn how to call for help, don't forget to bring some cash in case water or fuel is needed, and avoid the local forest trails (too much opportunity for the accident prone me to twist or break an ankle).

And DON'T let the Crazy One make the decisions!

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BOILHAM 10/29/2012 7:00PM

    That was funny, but I got a litte dizzy reading it! LOL.

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STRIVER57 10/29/2012 4:52PM

    why i'm mostly an urban person. it would make me very nervous to get lost. cities have easy to follow maps. people used to be impressed that i carried a plan de paris with me everywhere my first 2 years and never asked for help. but i knew that although i could probably successfully ask for directions, i had no prayer of understanding them.

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ILOVEMALI 10/29/2012 2:14PM

    LOL!! My crazy Giants Fan me made eating decisions as we watched the game in our hotel room on Saturday -- I knew better than to weigh myself today! Here's to a good week for BOTH of us!

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DEZZIEJAMES 10/29/2012 2:10PM

    LOL! Love your portrayal!

P.S. That sounded like fun to me... in all honesty!

Have a fantastic week my friend!!

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CBAILEYC 10/29/2012 12:34PM

    Wow. I kind of admire the Crazy One. Kinda. Glad both the Sane and Crazy one made it back safely!

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DOODIE59 10/29/2012 8:45AM

    Pretty darn close to a half marathon:) emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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INIT2LIVEIT 10/29/2012 4:33AM

    Well, At least you know crazy one is fearless too!

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FROSTY99 10/28/2012 9:19PM

    The Crazy One had quite and adventure - I hope the sane one enjoyed it too!



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GETSTRONGRRR 10/28/2012 8:23PM

    Glad it worked out.....and you had an adventure that will help you remember all those various trails & turns in the future!

The good news is that it appears you'll never lack for a running companion!

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RUSSELL_40 10/28/2012 7:53PM

    You had fun though, right? Plus you learned a lot. Sounds like you had fun. Just needed fuel and water. Driving around to get the lay of the land, and a few stores where you can buy stuff, if crazy happens, would be a grand

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    Wow! Wish I could have an adventure like that.

Alas and alack, since birth I have been cursed with a direction bump. I always know which direction "home" is, I can feel the direction to the place I am going to. Sometimes it's really frustrating, but at other times it really works to my advantage.

Imagine: You are in a foreign country, at night. Your flashlight gets wet and goes out as you try to cross a stream. The natives in this area do not like those who are like you and will shoot you if they can. Fortunately, they are of the "spray and pray" philosophy of shooting rather than the more deadly "acquire target, make adjustment for range and windage and use one bullet" school.

You know where "home" is and you know where you are supposed to be. Where you are supposed to be is closer and you tell your friends,"Follow me". They've experienced this scenario before, so they follow you and you arrive at your destination an hour before you were expected.

Your adventure sounds so much more like fun.

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CODEMAULER 10/28/2012 5:16PM

    And people ask me why I ride the same route every day... and get completely messed up with detours...


I'm glad that it worked out. You made it happen and learned a lot in the process!

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13610511 10/28/2012 5:07PM

    Getting lost on foot is much worse than in a car.

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MCJULIEO 10/28/2012 3:39PM

    OK, I want you to RIGHT NOW go find someone and get them to tell you how to ask, "How do I get to (insert the name of your village here)...?"

In Spanish it can be distilled to a simple "To (name of place)?" with a simple questioning rise of inflection....

as in
"A (pronounced "Ah") Chihuahua?",

Not to be confused with "Ay, Chihuahua!"

I suspect there is something similar in French
AND they are famous for their hand motions, so you have THAT going for you...


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KATEM200 10/28/2012 3:03PM

  Glad you survived! I wish I could say I never made such mistakes, but that would make me a liar in addition to being an idiot. Here's a map you can take along with you next time :)

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PAMBWS 10/28/2012 2:38PM

    Too funny...& while not a runner, I have been known to take unknown trails through the bush & end up taking a 'wrong' turn or 2. However the dog loves it.

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TIGGERJEAN 10/28/2012 2:08PM

    LOL!! That was quite an adventure!

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CATIATM 10/28/2012 1:36PM

    emoticon Gotta love that insane inner runner.

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GARDENCHRIS 10/28/2012 1:33PM

    glad you made it back safe and unharmed! Sometimes the cray on IS right! LOL

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SLIMMERJESSE 10/28/2012 1:30PM

    Wow, you are an adventurous rascal! (smiling)

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Growing up

Saturday, October 27, 2012

My son chose to stay in the US when I moved. So now he lives with his father. Thursday was his birthday, he is now 17 years old. And this is the first birthday I was not there.

I am not all broken up, it was going to happen eventually. One day he was going to grow up and move out and live his own life; it's just happened a little sooner than expected. And I've always been OK with that. I make sure I have no apron strings to keep my kids tied to; I've always encouraged them to be independent and self-reliant. I look forward to the day in the not too far future when they are on their own.

I sometimes feel like I should think I'm a bad mother for for not wanting to keep them small and home with me, and looking forward to my upcoming empty nesting. Then I snap out of it and start planning what to do with their rooms. emoticon

A coworker is completely aghast that I'm looking forward to having them move out of the home. Her son is 19 or so and in his second year at the university. His first year she made the 2 hour drive just about every single weekend to bring him home, for the entire school year. She packs and unpacks his clothes for him, makes his bed, straightens his dorm room, hovers & smothers. She wants him to live near her when he graduates.

I'm aghast.

I'm not a perfect parent by a long shot. But part of being a parent is raising your kids to be able to function in the real world. Life isn't all roses and parties and mommy to make your bed and scrub your undies clean.

I'd have done my kids a disservice if I didn't teach them how to cook and clean and fend for themselves and if I shielded them from the reality that life is not always fair.

So, anyway, my blog point isn't to moralize. I just tend to get sidetracked easily.

My son is - finally - starting to "grow up" now. He is not yet on his own, but moving in that direction. He is done with high school, has a job and successfully negotiated for more hours and a raise. OK, he works at Dairy Queen, but it's a start, and not a bad one for a (then) 16 year old's first job. He is saving money to start college in the spring or fall, after making the decision to postpone from this fall due to his move to a different county; he plans to go to a community college the first 2 years to save money and then transfer to a university. His idea, not mine. I'm not thrilled with it, but realize it has to be his decision too because he's the one who actually has to do the work.

And several months ago he had started asking all the questions teenagers ask as they try to understand growing up : What is insurance? How does it work? What do you do when / if xxxxx?

And he is becoming responsible. I now get e-mails like..."I took the car in for an oil change last week because it was due for one and had them change the transmission fluid too because it had never been done; next week I'm going to get the tires rotated and find out when they think I will need new ones." Or "Tyler (my/his cat) might be sick, these are his symptoms and what I think it might be so I made an appointment to take him to the vet." Or "What do I do if the car breaks down on the side of the road? I want to plan and be prepared in case it ever happens so I know what to do."

Makes a mother proud. emoticon

I was worried about the Tyler e-mail. Ty-Ty is 11 years old, we got him when he was such a tiny kitten he couldn't even get up the stairs. He had only ever lived with us in my house. Then we moved. He had to go in a carrier, in a car, for an hour long drive to a new house where nothing was familiar. He didn't do well, my son had to stop the car before they were even half way there because Tyler was so freaked out and desperate to get out of the carrier his paws and mouth were bleeding from trying to escape. He hid under the bed for a week. And he has been meowing constantly and peeing on the floor.

We were worried about a UTI or blocked tubing or something serious. My sister had to have her neutered male cat Cujo put to sleep because his urinary tract got blocked and they couldn't fix it; the poor little demon cat was in so much pain it was horrible (he was named Cujo for a reason).

So I was worried, especially given his age and the recent stress. He is technically a "senior" cat and never did handle change with grace and equanimity.

Which turns out to be the most likely problem according to the vet. Stress. Tyler is so anxious because of all the changes he is acting out. So now he gets pheromone therapy and anti-anxiety cream smeared in his ears. And flea meds because I forgot to tell my son about putting the flea medication on him every month so he has been without for 2 months, with predictable results.

Right now I'm picturing my son telling his dad there are fleas in his house.

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Poor Tyler, I feel so bad for him. But leaving him with my son was the best choice. Bringing him to France would have killed him, there's no way he would have survived 12 hours alone in a carrier, and most of that flying, when he couldn't even manage 30 minutes with my son in the car with him.

I must remember to tell my son to get a catnip plant for Ty-Ty. Stoned kitties are happy kitties.

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MCJULIEO 10/28/2012 3:48PM

    Your friend is a Nut Case and needs to get a life... her poor son will never find a woman who will meet his mom's standards..

And WooHoo for your son! How great is it that responsibility suits him so well!!

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SLIMMERJESSE 10/28/2012 10:11AM

    Poor little TyTy. (smiling) I know my cats don't do well on occasional trips to the vet, so I can just imagine. As far as kids go, I think the best (and hardest) thing to do as a mother is to teach independence.

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ALLISON145 10/27/2012 6:18PM

    Stoned kitties are happy kitties.. LOL!!!

I'm with you though - it's our job to grow them into functional adults, not hang on in desperation. Even though my son is disabled, my greatest wish for him is a measure of independence.


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CODEMAULER 10/27/2012 5:18PM

    My mother raised me to be independent. In fact, she ALWAYS told me to move out and live far enough away that she would have to take a vacation to visit.

Now she complains that she never sees me. I remind her of the above conversation, for all the good that it does. My brother - her favorite, easily - is still on the apron strings. It works for both of them and buys me a lot of freedom, so I don't complain.

Anyhow, I hope that Tyler is back to his old self very soon. Your son is handling things very well and you are to be applauded for that.

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INIT2LIVEIT 10/27/2012 5:01PM

    How about stoned people...? emoticon emoticon

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BOILHAM 10/27/2012 4:32PM

    Agree on teaching and encouraging self reliance in the kids. Hope Tyler feels better soon.

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FROSTY99 10/27/2012 3:24PM

    I wholeheartedly agree with you. You raise your children to go out on their own and be self-sufficient and independent and thankfully my sons are well adjusted adults but my oldest son and his wife didn't take those lessons to heart-they are keeping their 19 yr old daughter home and sometimes I want to scream at her, Run, Katie, Run, far, far away and enjoy your own life but with me in Fl and Katie in Washington, that isn't going to happen. I often think they want her there as an unpaid babysitter for the younger siblings! Oh well, that is up to them, whether I approve or not!!!!!
I have another friend who hasn't cut the apron strings and her children are 48, 49, 49 and 50!! One son still stops for her to give him his lunch practically every single day and the daughter lives across the street and she fixes dinner for her and her boyfriend pretty much every nite and has it ready when they get home. Then she wonders why her grocery bill is $500-600 every couple of weeks-DUH!!! She has many health issues and I guess when she is gone they will finally have to grow up. About 3 years ago she was diagnosed with primary pulmonary hypertension and the medicine for this is over $6,000 a month. I found a program to help her with the cost-not one of those ingrates did a thing to help her! Sometimes I want to shake her and other times the kids but have to just keep my mouth shut. Thanks for letting me vent.
Good for you for raising children who will turn into responsible adults.


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2BDYNAMIC 10/27/2012 2:59PM

    emoticon I am with you and likewise, 'aghast' at the Mom who wants to cuddle, smother her kid to keep him close to her ........... ( i have usually found selfishness to be a factor) in these cases ......... Not an authority by far, but have raised kids with responsibility when they were young and growing up so one day they could be successful independent adults ......... and not clinging to Mommy!! ........... I don't really think they love you less ......... so good job!! .......

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PICKIE98 10/27/2012 2:56PM

    You are right-on with your child rearing. We raise our babies to be grownups.. that woman is very insecure and selfish to steal her child's adult learning process from him.
I feel sorry for him but am proud of you and your son for your methods.
I love the fact that maybe, just maybe, some little parasites are breeding in the ex's undies at this very moment... we are not one bit bitter, are we? I wish the same had happened with mine...
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EWL978 10/27/2012 2:54PM

    Sounds like you've got it all under control....EXCEPT, that naturally, you're lonesome and miss both your son and Tyler!!

Don't feel guilty for moving to France...if it was necessary, it was necessary.

He sounds like quite a young long as you two communicate lots then I can see where he will turn out just fine.

You take it easy on yourself and keep on keeping on.


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My new car

Thursday, October 25, 2012

I about 3 weeks I should be the proud owner of my very first new car, a Nissan Juke :

Well, not actually an owner, I'm leasing for 3 years so I won't have to worry about trying to sell it when I leave France.

And by Tuesday I should have my dining room table. We have been eating at the bar thing in the kitchen on stools. The last "big" thing I need to get is an armoire for my daughter since there is only one closet in the house and it is mine. She found one at Ikea but their website gave me a delivery date of mid-March! So I'll try to see if I can rent a truck for a day and go bring it home directly from the store myself.

I miss my crock pot. I had 2 in the US and both died not too long before the move. I haven't found any in the stores here yet. One store has 2 models on display but nothing in stock.

But there are plenty of deep fryers everywhere I look!

I also need to get to the sports store & get some more running tights. I only have one pair of regular full length ones, and one pair specially made for really cold weather. I have always been a fair weather runner so capris & shorts are basically all I have right now. And I need to get a vest and whatever else is necessary for running in the dark.

At least I won't need shoes for a while. Running shoes are way more expensive here in France than in the US. Average running shoes in the US are $100-$120 (at least in my area of SE Michigan). Here the same pair will cost about $170 at the current exchange rate. I'm not sure of the reason for the price difference, it's not like the shoes are made in the US so don't have to be imported there too.

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KALIOPPE 10/28/2012 8:48AM

    Congrats on the new car. Anyway you can get running shoes online? Some offer free shipping. Hope you're having a good weekend. :) emoticon

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INIT2LIVEIT 10/26/2012 4:44AM

    We pay for the shipping costs, if products come in from overseas. 170 is good, usually there is a 100% mark up!

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MCJULIEO 10/25/2012 10:27PM

    Do they have thrift shops in France that sell used crockpots??? I see them all the time at the thrift shops here...

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HEARTS116 10/25/2012 9:21PM

    Congrats on your new car! Looks cute!

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FROSTY99 10/25/2012 7:58PM

    emoticon It sounds like you are settling in nicely. Hopefully you can find a crockpot soon-hate to be without mine!


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FINEBABY72 10/25/2012 7:07PM

  Congratulations on leasing a new car,we'll be buying a minivan soon,with 5 people in our tiny car it's been loooong overdue!

How is it living in France? I always wanted to own a villa in the south of France,and maybe sometime next year I hope me and my husband can renew our vows in front of the Ifeil tower. If you don't mind I would love to know is France as beautiful as I imagine? Also thanks for the condolenses!


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CODEMAULER 10/25/2012 5:32PM

    It sounds like all of the pieces are falling into place!

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DOGSTARDADDY 10/25/2012 4:30PM

    What side will the steering wheel be on?

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CBAILEYC 10/25/2012 3:51PM

    That's a really sharp looking little car!

I'm bummed for you with no crock pot. We use ours so often, especially in the winter, I cannot imagine not having one. No place online that sells 220V crock pots?

I hope you can find one, and tights, soon (really did like the Zombie ones).

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ILOVEMALI 10/25/2012 2:35PM

    Congratulations on your new car!!!

Did I tell you that my daughter will be studying in France?

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Updated my training plan

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

It has been bothering me that I am "behind" in miles according to my training plan. Mostly because that is an arbitrary assessment. My training plan calls for 30 minute runs on Tuesday & Thursday and an "easy walk" on Fridays. The only day it gives my actual miles is for the Sunday long runs.

I want numbers dammit!

I mean, what is an "easy walk" anyway? 1 mile? 2 miles? Half a block? How far should I run on the 30 minutes runs to ensure I'm preparing for the long runs? And is 30 minutes really enough?

I need to know the "rules" I can break them with full knowledge. Having these unanswered questions has been the cause of some low level stress I figured out. I don't do well with uncertainty.

So I've revamped the training plan. I liked the idea behind Higdon, where the weekly run distance added up to the total miles for the long run. My goal marathon pace is 12 minute miles, so based on that I've calculated how long the long runs should take, assumed the shorter runs will be a little bit faster, and divided up the total time by 11 minute miles less the mile I'll walk on Fridays.

So now I have numbers to work towards. I like having numbers and spreadsheets make me happy. Yes, I am a tax accountant in a parallel universe.

Of course this revamped plan has some weeks where I basically run a HM distance on Tuesday and again on Thursday, which I don't think is going to happen, so I will be revamping again in a few months.

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MCJULIEO 10/24/2012 6:25PM

    Please be careful....but I think you can do it.....

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INIT2LIVEIT 10/24/2012 2:57PM

    I understand the need to "know" please be careful though. It's important to be safe with your body too.

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ILOVEMALI 10/24/2012 12:14AM

    Good for you!! I'm also behind -- I want to do a 5k for a team challenge. I think that I can do it, but need to just get out there!!!

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JUSTLIKEALICE 10/23/2012 10:06PM

    Perfect! I love it, and your tax accountant spirit! I was a squirrel in a past life, perhaps you can catalog my savings! Ha! ;)

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GETSTRONGRRR 10/23/2012 7:47PM

    I'm telling you, get Jeff Galloway's marathon book.....or try the "The Non-Runner's Marathon Trainer" either one will get you ready!

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CODEMAULER 10/23/2012 6:29PM

    I struggle with a lot of cycling training plans that are ambiguous, too. I like to measure and compare, which means I need something quantifiable!


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REBECCATKD 10/23/2012 6:28PM

    I get it: without numbers, it's hard to meet -- and exceed -- a goal. You have a competitive spirit. Use it!

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