Friday, June 24, 2011
First, thanks everyone for the wonderful comments on my swimsuit blog. I'm still trying to get around personally, sorry about that.
Summertime is here and while I'm having a blast in the pool. I'm having trouble with the rest of my schedule-lol!! I can't wait for August 22nd and school starts again. This year is special, because this year the youngest starts Kindergarten so for at least part of the school day I will be an independent agent :). Looking to maybe renew my gym membership (gasp) since I won't need the daycare service anymore. I just keep thinking that those few hours while daughter is in class can be spent at the gym.
In the present though, I'm struggling a bit. A few things have combined against me to make it even harder. My excuses for not making the most of the summer so far are as follows: 1. Kids home all day. 2. Husband's work changes. 3. The heat.
Now to debunk those excuses and give myself reasons to get past them...
1. Kids home all day-First the middle child (oldest girl) gets up EARLY. 5:00 on average. This makes it hard to take over the living room t.v. So, I'm just going to have to say TOUGH. And, in reality, I can tell her to go in my room and watch something. I'm reclaiming the t.v. in the a.m. Second, my days have been overtaken with trying to keep my kids smart over the summer AND keeping them from killing each other. It also doesn't help that they confiscate the computer-lol!
I've actually already taken steps to rectify these problems and just need to put plans into actions (easier said than done and that is coming up with #2). Computer time is being scheduled. Each child gets a certain amount of time and that is it. It is being scheduled and if you don't use it during your time then you need to figure out a trade or it's tough cookies cookie. Education time is also being scheduled so that I can spend time with each child on their level to keep them ready for when school starts again. Activity time is also being scheduled so that those things don't get in the way of the rest of what we need to do. Things like the summer movies and trips to the library, and pool time, etc. I bought a giant schedule poster (intended for class-room use) to write down the schedule so that the readers know what is going on and the youngest can start learning about time. Problem solved...as long as I keep with it-lol!
Problem #2-Husband's work changes...this one is a LITTLE more difficult to overcome. First they needed him coming in earlier...fine, since my sister's schedule changed that didn't effect my 1 day a week run with her at all...it did effect the rest of my schedule, but I was working with it. But, then...they needed him out of town. DRAT!! This really messed me up because I don't have anyone to watch the kids while I run. He leaves on Tuesdays though, so by changing the one day we run together during the week I can still do that. The rest of the equation is getting me to bed so I can get up in the morning. I am a night owl by nature anyways. I will stay up late working and getting lots of things done, but then I am tired in the morning (duh-lol). Take my husband out of the equation and it is a disaster. First, I can't sleep well with him gone and second, there is nobody to tell me to go to sleep-lol!! Gonna hafta work with that one next week so that I can still get up in the a.m. and reclaim the t.v. so that I can do something home-based. Luckily, this will last only for two more weeks and then he doesn't have to go out of town for the rest of July, but might have to do it again in August. The REAL bummer here is that he will be gone for the entire week of my birthday. NOT HAPPY!! Oh well, we'll make it work and he will owe me BIG TIME on Saturday-lol!!
Excuse 3-the heat...if I can reclaim the t.v. then I can beat the heat and get in some good workouts. Daughter really wants to start training for the Disney kids races too so I'll get some running in by taking them to the park in the early morning and helping all the kids train for their runs.
Excuses busted, now I just have to get to bed, get up and get busy everyday :). Time to make this summer rock and roll!!!! :).
Thursday, June 16, 2011
A comment from a friend on FB got me started thinking today. She posted about how her daughter was having a swim party but she wasn't excited about putting on her suit. I found this comment odd coming from her. She is a talented, successful, beautiful woman and I have always considered her one of the fitter people I know. She has been "too busy" in recent times to do all the fitness activities she desires, but her life keeps her moving and she is always doing things with her kids including camping. So why would she fear putting on her suit?
Well, of course I know the answer. Don't all women fear swimsuit season? Didn't Spark themselves lure in a bunch of people with the FB promise of a swimsuit body in 4 weeks. That particular post really ticked me off by the way, but that is a different topic-lol! I also know why "all" women fear swimsuit season, at least in America, I can't speak for other countries, though my experience in Germany would show that Germans at least do not share American's disappointment in a less than perfect body. American media has done a wonderful job of pounding into our brains, from birth, that the human body should be covered and winced at, that only "perfect" bodies deserve to be seen in the light of day. Now, don't get me wrong, I myself posted recently in my status about an experience where a FAR from perfect body went out in the light of day with FAR too little clothing on. I guess the point I really want to make here is two-fold. First, we need to be happy with ourselves (to a degree and I'll get to that again in a minute) and second, there is a happy medium where we can still participate in outdoor events in less than a muumuu.
As I thought about my friend and her fear of her swimsuit I thought about several things. As I said, I consider her to be quite fit. But, truthfully, she would probably say she has 20 or so pounds to lose. I would say 10. She is in her upper 30's and has two children. She has the body of a woman her age. I say that she has nothing to worry about in getting into her suit, she obviously disagrees. I do feel that a lot of that has to do with personal perception. She hasn't been hitting the gym so she has some fears about what is lurking under those jeans. But, WHY? This is my question, why should a perfectly healthy woman fear a piece of clothing (or rather the lack of clothing, I guess)? As I continued to ponder this I came to a realization. I have put my suit on a number of times already this year and gone to the pool and swum my little heart out. I realized, just today, that I have felt NONE of the normal anxiety about putting on my swim suit. Do I look awesome in it? Hell no!!! Sorry, but that deserved much more than a "heck"-lol! But, I wear a suit I'm comfortable in-shorts and a tankini top. Plenty of coverage, still kind of cute, shows off the parts I feel comfortable with and lets me have a great time. AND, that was the key to my REAL, life altering, blog worthy, realization. My body isn't any different this year than it was last year. I'm wearing the exact same swimsuit. I didn't go shopping for something new and so adorable that I couldn't wait to show it off. I AM DIFFERENT INSIDE!!
Something inside me, way down deep, has changed since last year. In the past I would wear a cover-up to pool side, taking it off only at the last minute and still dread the walk from the chaise to the pool. I haven't done that this year. What on earth caused this change? I can only blame running. Not because it has made me skinnier, or fitter, but because I am out there in the daylight a couple days a week. I am out there being active and ENJOYING my life the way I am. I am active. I am getting fitter every day. It may not show on the outside, but inside I am different. I simply don't care anymore what people think. I still react to statements and comments, but I don't let anybody tell me I am less deserving than them of an active lifestyle. I'm slow, yep, waaaaaaaay slow, but not so slow that I am still on the sofa.
Now when I put on my swimsuit it is just another manifestation of a healthier lifestyle. I'm not in that pool to float and be lazy, I'm there to work. I am constantly in motion. If I'm watching or helping a child then I'm bouncing or jogging or treading water. I don't tuck myself in a corner and hang on and do nothing. When I put on my suit it is no different than when I put on my running shoes.
The other part of the equation is that my suit is appropriate. No need for the world to see my flabby skin hanging about. I am comfortable in my suit and I guess the lady with the disappearing bikini bottoms probably was comfortable in her suit too, maybe I took exception because she was sunning and not being active-lol! EEEEEK I'm turning into a sports snob!! If I see her at the pool and she is wearing the same suit again I will strive to have a more open mind about her attire. I have to adjust my thinking so that this next part makes more sense to my sensibilities :).
I don't see any reason for anybody to ever don a suit from the 1890's, but I do think that everyone should be able to find a suit they like and that they feel comfortable in and be able to wear it in public without shame and I think that a HUGE part of how we get there has to come from inside. We can't let fashion mags tell us that we MUST be uncomfortable in our bodies if we weigh more than a wet sock. We can't let being uncomfortable stop us from living an active lifestyle. It is unfortunate, but true, that there are people out there that want overweight people to stay behind their own closed doors and never be seen in the light of day, but if we do that how on earth are we ever going to live a life? Some idiot made a comment about how if you can't maintain a 15 minute per mile pace you shouldn't be running. Well, Mr. Idiot, just how do you expect the 17 minute per mile runner to ever get any faster if she isn't out there, uh, running? Duh.
Somewhere, deep down inside, I've changed. Mr. sub-15, you can just take that attitude and stuff it in the same place you keep your stick (don't know how you manage to run with that stick up there, but to each his own) because I ain't gonna let idiots like you dictate to me what I should or should not be doing!! If I want to go for a swim then by-golly Imma gonna do it!! And I will not feel shame over my body or the suit I put it in. It belongs to me and I'm doing my best to improve it!! If you don't like it then you can sit on the sofa at home, because I'm going to be out there increasing my pace and swimming and ENJOYING my life. It's the one I've been given and I'm going to make it the best I can.
And to my friend, put on that swimsuit and go have fun with your daughter. Anybody who cares about how you look isn't worth your time and effort, but your little girl is.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Whew, that was a busy weekend :)! Saturday was HUGELY busy. First, it was oldest daughter's (2nd child's) birthday-YAY! She turned 7. She didn't get a party though, that is yet to come, because Saturday was SOOO busy.
Started first thing in the morning with a group run. Met up with Mom, Sis, and Angela for a 3 miler. It was slow, but I managed to get in the entire three by running some little loops and making everyone wait while I got in my three :). It was a great run :)
Then a quick stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a small gift for daughter so she wouldn't be empty handed on her birthday. Ended up grabbing a mini-lalaloopsy set. I've seen these little dolls and thought they were cute and this set had a little doll, two chairs that look like they are made from cookies, a small table, a mouse, and two tea cups, a tea pot and a cookie jar. Everything you need for a tea party. If you don't know what a lalaloopsy is jump over to the site really quick and check it out :). www.lalaloopsy.com
Daughter loved it once she actually got to take it out of the box because almost as soon as I handed her the gift bag it was back out the door again to the next activity.
Off to the annual Hemet-Ryan Air Show. Hemet used to be a bitty little town, but for as long as I can remember it has had it's own little municipal airport. This airport is also the base station for several of Southern California's fire attack planes-water carriers and fire retardant carriers are based at this airport and are an important part of California's battle against our fire season. We get a lot, make that A LOT, of wildfires in this part of the country and residents of Hemet are often alerted before news reports come on that a fire has broken out when we see that firefighting planes take to the sky. Lots of residents will drive down to the airport and watch the planes come and go, there is even a small observation area with a table and trees near a diner that serves pilot and the general public. The point to this long side-track being, Hemet has an airport that, while small, plays a pretty big part in our lives, even if you don't own a private plane-lol!! Every year there is an air show and it tends to get better each year. We have stopped in a couple of times, but never for very long, so we planned a longer stop this year and see more of what was there.
We stopped at several booths, picked up some awesome free goodies at a few. Lowe's had a booth where we picked up a few free flowers to plant and two out of the three did plaster hand prints-youngest flat out refused because she HAD to go to the bounce houses NOW! There were 5 inflatables of varying sizes and themes. A Snow White slide, a toddler sized slide, a toddler bounce house, a HUGE slide (guessing it was 20 feet high, if not more) and this gigantic King Kong themed thing that son could not take his eyes off of-lol!!
So, we spent a LOT of time at the bounce houses. A fuse or something blew while son was in King Kong and I wasn't worried at first, this thing was taking its time deflating, but when he still wasn't coming out and the teen-aged Civil Air "officers" (don't even know what they would be called-similar to ROTC but for Civil Air which is completely different than ROTC-lol) weren't doing anything except yelling and acting like they had no idea what to do in this situation I did start to get a little worried. He finally showed up though and all was well. Daughters, meanwhile, were going up the HUGE slide. Both daughters got to the top no problem, but when youngest got there and saw how tall and steep the slide going down was she panicked. She just stood up there crying and crying, well, screaming and screaming-lol. I had finished getting son from King Kong and went over to watch her "slide" down only to see the terror-stricken version of my girl. I had the idea to send son up, but just then saw hubs climbing to the rescue. He got to the top and wasted only two or three seconds trying to reason with her before he picked her up, held on, sat down and went. I had the presence of mind to snap a few pics of this while I was cracking up since I knew she was fine. She was still screaming at the end of the ride, but with a small hint of amusement to it now that she was back on the ground and stopped as soon as she was shown that King Kong only got 5 feet off the ground at the highest spot. Since it was back up and running again we let them go...only to have it deflate on all 3 of my kids. Great!! So this time, instead of standing around, the Civil Air kids had gotten some instruction on how dangerous it was to have kids inside if it deflated and they all panicked and started thrashing around in the deflating mess trying to find missing children in imminent danger of smothering. Even after I was yelling at them that all the children had been accounted for by parents they continued to thrash and yell. It was quite humorous. We left after that and went to watch some vintage planes fly and look around a bit more. After a "boring" (according to the children) forty-five minutes or so of that we were dragged back to the inflatables again. Of course, it had to be King Kong, the children's absolute favorite. This thing was shaped like a huge inflatable city and I am told that it had a mini obstacle course inside. The end was a small slide that ended right under King Kong himself...hundreds of children were having a blast sliding right under King Kong's buttocks. This time there was an adult watching as children went in and limiting their numbers. Except that the girl "guarding" the entrance/exit gate kept her back to the gate the entire time, turning only slightly, to allow children in and out and was COMPLETELY missing the fact that someone had undone a piece of gate immediately behind her where children where sneaking in. Seriously...I hope that if these kids are called upon to defend Hemet's air space they get A LOT more training-lol!! Overall it was a great morning and the kids had a BLAST! Unfortunately, we had to hustle off after a couple of hours because now it was time for baseball closing ceremonies.
I HATE closing ceremonies. It is too long, for some stupid reason it was at noon, so it was too hot and it is just plain boring. The primary reason for this event is to announce the all-stars. Our son didn't even try out because we were camping during the try outs. We have two nephews who are all-stars and were announced and still it was WAY boring. I guess one reason is that our all-stars is just waaay too political. The kids of the all-star coaches are guaranteed a spot, even if undeserving, and some coaches give preference to the kids on their regular team, even if undeserving. So I don't see it so much as the kids that really did the best job and deserve to be all-stars, but the kids who were on the right team or have the right parent. Hubs says they are making changes next year thank goodness so maybe the best kids will really be on the team instead of the ones with the right connections. Some coaches kids didn't even go to try outs because their parent already gave them a spot on the team. Bah. So, that lasted waaaay to long and the girls and I actually left a bit early to walk across to the park where our team was meeting up after the boring part. We got the kids and parents together and played a little ball-parents vs. kids. The kids got creamed, but it was a lot of fun and made up for the boring ceremonies before. We gave the kids their trophies and FINALLY went home-lol!!
Again, though we weren't home long before heading out the door again...this time to the pool. After being outside ALL day and getting really sticky and disgusting feeling we all felt like a swim would be great. It did feel great too. We stayed just for a little bit then went home for a dinner of Mac n' Cheese (the stuff out of the blue box) and Hot Dogs per daughter's request. And our day was DONE!! I think that is the busiest day I've ever had-lol!! Even last weekend's camping/baseball/birthday party seemed like a laid back Saturday compared to this one-lol!
Sunday would have been more relaxing if I hadn't had to teach my daughter's wild Sunday School class. 6 seven year olds and all of them wired! I did it as a favor to the regular teacher who had to leave town for her father's funeral and hope I don't have to teach them again soon-lol! Daughter got spoken to on the way home about her personal behavior and that I hoped she never treated the regular teacher the way she did me.
Sunday evening we went and watched bats. A friend posted on FB that they were going to watch the bats come out. I had NO idea that there was a place, right here in town, where you could watch bats-lol! Mentioned it to hubs and the kids and the kids jumped on it. They HAD to go see bats, so we went. Waaaaay at the other end of town there are orange groves. There happens to be an aqueduct running through one of these groves. The street makes a bridge going over the aqueduct and the bats nest under the bridge. It is really the perfect spot for a bunch of bats. Water, bugs in plentiful supply and a nice place to hang around. Son, smarty eight year-old that he is, walks over to the fence that keeps children from going into the aqueduct and looks at the bridge and tells us he can tell that there really are bats under there because of all the guano running down the sloped sides of the aqueduct. I was skeptical, but went to look and sure enough he was right! We waited around and talked to friends and said hi to others that showed up. There were probably 40 or 50 people there to watch the bats. Soon enough you saw a bat, then another, then a few more, then they started POURING out from under the bridge. THOUSANDS of bats. They just kept coming and coming. They would stop and you would think it was over and then they started in a fresh wave. It was really, really cool!! lol! They just poured into the sky forming a black trail leading up before they spread out to go do their own hunting. It was kind of nice knowing that all those bats would be out on patrol ready to snatch up any mosquitoes they came across along with other night bugs. Like our very own security patrol keeping us safe from Malaria, West Nile, etc-lol! It was waaay past kiddies bed times when we got home, but no school and it was fun. They are already asking to go back and see it again.
Yesterday felt like an extension of the weekend since it was the first day that ALL the kids didn't have school and I had a bunch of errands to run. I can't wait for school to start and I can run errands COMPLETELY child free if I schedule them right-lol! Had to go get a form for the school district from the doctor at the other end of town, drop it off at the district offices at our end of town, then off to do some reconnaissance work on daughter's birthday party. Had to scope out and plan the deals I would use to save a few dollars. Found the perfect cupcake liners and will use 50% off Michaels coupons to pick them up throughout the week :). Found some good ideas for goodie bags and daughter showed us what she wants for the rest of her presents.
Came home, went swimming, came home and started work on the party goodies. I'm making the cupcakes for her party myself and doing some test batches today. We'll do a family taste test tonight and then the extras are being farmed out to new homes. I'm making little lalaloopsy picks to put in the cupcakes. Little lalaloopsy pictures glued to toothpics. Lalaloopsy buttons for the goodie bags (a variety of the girl character for the girls and a whole bunch of "Patch", the only boy loopsy for the boys). Lalaloopsy pictures will be glued on goodie boxes and I'll be sewing little cloud pillows that will tie onto each chair. It's going to be a busy couple of days. I spent all of last night pulling stock photos from the website, cropping them to size and pasting them into little circles. I cut out about half of what I would need and punched a BUNCH of little scalloped circles to go behind the pictures. Today, more cutting and lots of gluing. Tomorrow sewing pillows. Thursday cutting out felt letters to sew the name of each child guest on their pillow and Friday goodie bag stuffing and cupcake baking. Which reminds me, this is now REALLY, really long and I've gotta get busy-lol!!
I'll try to read while I glue...if I haven't been by recently hopefully I'll get there soon...I'm wondering what is going on with my friends :).
The plus from Saturday is that I went WAAAY over my fitness minutes for the week :).
Monday, June 06, 2011
If you only want to know the question skip to the end...it is chicken pox related :). So, if you read part one you know it was a long night without much sleep before the race. But, it was all good because we found the humor in the situation and just kind of rolled with it. I still ended up feeling kind of rested when I woke up, which was well before the alarm on my phone went off. The sun and birds got me moving early.
Even though I was awake, I wasn't very excited about getting out of bed. First the people eating bed didn't want to let me go, but it was also very chilly. My solution was to get out of bed still inside my sleeping bag and hop/walk across the tent to the suitcase and then get mostly dressed while still inside the sleeping bag. I must say, I kind of impressed myself with my ingenuity and agility. Getting dressed INSIDE a sleeping bag is not the easiest thing to do, but I made it work.
I was ready to go in plenty of time and even managed to enjoy a few slices of bacon before the race. Yep, real bacon, not any fakin' or some other substitute. It is a camping tradition and I figured the race allowed me a few calories. Besides, we all know that altitude subtracts calories, right?
Nephew gave us a ride to the starting line (about a mile away) and despite my mom leaving her bib number in the car and having to call nephew to come back we all made it to the finish line in plenty of time. Ran into two friends at the start that we didn't know were doing the race-that was fun :). Said farewell to my sister who was doing the 10K with a later start time and started off. First mile and a half are all nearly down hill so that was nice, but started feeling tight in the first mile so went to a walk about half a mile in. Maintained a walk/run pattern for the rest of the race. Relying a little more than I wanted on the walk part, but really pushing through when I did walk.
Idyllwild is a beautiful little mountain community that LOVES their dogs. There were LOTS and LOTS of dogs running this race and it was kind of fun running with so many 4-legged competitors I fell in love with a shaved down English Sheepdog. He looked down-right svelte for his breed...no fur :). Loved a little obese beagle (same breed as our dog), Coco, who was "running' in a pink harness and doing her darnedest despite her weight obstacle. I thought she needed a cute pink Spark t-shirt cut for dogs :). Her owner was a tad on the heavy side too and I thought it admirable that the two of them had trained for the event, taking their walks along the route and preparing for the big day. I hope Cocoa's dad keeps her on her training plan and maybe she can do the 10K next year :). A healthy beagle would have the energy to go the distance :). Side note-beagles are one breed particularly prone to obesity, they have no "off switch". They have no clue when they are full and it is very easy to over feed a beagle. Beagles, in general, have an eating disorder, poor things. Our beagle is not overfed...he is a rare picky beagle. He will snack on his own food hoping to fill up later on cat food or table scraps. He is about 6 years old now and should know that table scraps are few and far between, but he is highly optimistic :).
Back to the race...we had a fun time walking and talking to Coco and her owner for a bit, he stopped at the water stop and chatted for a bit and gave Coco a chance to catch her breath before heading up the long gradual climb. Mile 3 of this 5K is the longest mile 3 you will ever experience. Almost entirely up hill. It was cute though, two different homeowners were out at the roadside with cups of water. This is one of the friendliest races anywhere. The volunteers are cheerful and helpful. One was actually cheering as runners went past. Not just "go" "you are doing great", no, she was CHEERING, like a cheerleader, doing jumps and high kicks. She was a crack-up. . No pom-poms though :). Another volunteer who was helping direct traffic was chanting to us "we're walking, we're walking", kind of like Dorie. Traffic direction was awesome. They were great at letting a car go through between gaps, but stopping traffic well before the runners had to stop to let cars go by. We never had to pause for traffic.
Okay, so, finished mile three and I can see the finish up ahead and wait, is that my van driving down the street at me? Yep, it sure is-lol!! My husband is driving down the race course (which was allowed by the way)!! I had told him earlier that I figured I'd be done by 8:15 so bring the girls to the race site about 8:30 (he and son had to leave early to get down the mountain to son's baseball game). All he heard was 8:15 and still showed up at 8:10-lol! I LOVE that he is NEVER late for anything. He is the MOST punctual person I know, but literally running into him on the race course was REALLY hilarious!!
I waved at my kids as I ran to the finish...chutes were lined out with pennant flags and marked with chalk on the street. The chalk idea is the worst thing ever. I ended up in the wrong chute and got yelled at by some director person and when I said it wasn't clear she yelled at me again that it was...well, it wasn't. So, a kid for the walking division ended up taking my tag. I figured I was actually fine with that. If they were going to yell at me and insist that I wasn't a runner because I entered the walkers chute then fine, it would just give me a better time if I was a walker-lol!
I went and collected my girls so they could run their race and then decided I needed to complain and actually ended up confronting the rude person and told her she was the rudest person I'd ever met at a race and she very rudely insisted on fixing my problem-lol!! You know, sometimes people just don't get it, but I ended up back in the runner category anyways...supposedly. I haven't seen the final results at this time. They times went up REALLY slowly, which, besides the rude lady, is my ONLY complaint. This was a REALLY small race and they waited until they had a full page of results before posting so if you weren't in the pack you had to wait and wait and wait to find your official time.
We tried to wait and see my sister come in, but we had to walk a distance to the kids' race which was at a different location and the girls were getting antsy so we left to walk over there while my mom staid behind to cheer her in.
Turns out we could have staid. My mom and sister came up just as the kids were being warmed up and given instructions about their race...things like "no pushing, no shoving, no tripping and no giving anybody the stink eye" (the MC was kind of funny). He took a lot of time to get the kids comfortable and asked to see hands for how many were 7, how many 6, etc. He called of numbers and asked who is number 412 (my older daughter). He was keeping them occupied while some last minute entrants signed up. I thought it was cool that they would go ahead and take last minute entrants instead of turning kids away, they did still have to pay the $3 entrance fee so that was good too, those who took the time to sign up early weren't robbed by allowing last minute bandits :). My original plan was to run right behind my girls, but with the event of my mom and sis showing up I devised a new plan. I asked my sis if she wouldn't mind one more half mile (she's faster and more likely to keep up with my kids anyways), asked my mom to walk up to the corner and cheer them on from there, while I waited at the finish with my phone to take their pictures as they came across. The girls did a great job and came in respectably. Older daughter did a great job and stayed with younger daughter. I think she could have come across a lot faster, but stayed with her little sister. I didn't get a pic of it, but as they approached the finish they were hand in hand...soooooo cute!! The MC even said "here come two sisters, hand in hand to the end". Awww. Moments like that are what carry me through the battles they have :). At the finish they were given little clay animals. Idyllwild is a very artistic town and these little animals were hand made by somebody as the prizes for the kids. Older daughter got a cat/dog (I can't tell-she says it is a dog) and younger daughter got a bear. They are really cute and are tucked in with a small collection I have of sculpted animals :). My youngest put her bear next to a panda and told the bear that this was his real mommy and to have fun. The she told cat/dog that she could play with the cat at the other end of the shelf and to be nice (she cracks me up). They also got a gift certificate for an ice cream shop. They are very excited about that. This race has made them excited for the next one in September where they know they will get medals for running :).
As soon as the girls were done it was back to camp and down the hill and we made it JUST in time for son's baseball game, then home for an hour then off to a niece's birthday party. Finally home at the end of the day to collapse in exhaustion.
It was an AWESOME weekend and a fun race, already planning on going back again :). I have another race in July in a location near Idyllwild, a town called Anza. The altitude is not as high as Idyllwild, and the race should be flatter, if there are hills they will probably be more gradual, less steep. So, I have a month to improve and get a better time at the next race :). Oh, final time was 52:52. SLOW, but under the conditions and how much walking I did, I'm happy with it. :). Next one will be faster and this one showed me where my training has slacked off after some injuries and illnesses and honestly a little laziness. Time to get serious again and get fast enough to keep up with a six-year old :).
Okay, so...tacked on to the end of this very long blog....MOMs out there...have you ever had a child experience a MILD reaction to the chicken pox vaccine. My daughter was given the MMRV combo two weeks ago and just developed a bumpy rash on her cheeks and upper back (and a tiny bit on her upper chest). All the literature says this is a mild reaction that can happen up to a month after the vaccine is given, but none of it says how long it lasts, or what type of course it takes. I also says that VERY rarely they can infect family members with the pox, but hubs and I have naturally developed immunity (lol) and son and older daughter are vaccinated so not concerned about that. Just kind of curious about what the rash does after it is developed (reportedly in 1 out of 20 cases-wish there were those kinds of odds on the lottery-I might actually play-lol). We gave her a dose of Benedryl (sp?) and hope that tomorrow things will be cleared up, but without any experience and huge lack of info, have no realistic idea of what to expect. Anybody out there know? Thanks :)
Hope everyone is having a great June so far :).
Saturday, June 04, 2011
I give you permission to laugh at anything that you find humorous during this blog. Some of the events might not seem that funny, but to me they were and I'd rather you laugh along than feel bad :). Yes, it was one of those kinds of races, but it all worked out in the end, if you keep reading you'll understand :).
Soooooooo, this weekend was the Idyllwild 5K race. Originally I was supposed to do the 10K this weekend, but opted at registration to do the 5K instead and I'm very glad I did. I've struggled with training and more than a week off earlier in the spring with an injured foot did me no favors, along with some illness and just life in general I knew I just wasn't prepared for the 10k. I could have finished it and would have, but I wouldn't have felt prepared and it just probably would not have been what I would have wanted it to be. I am happy with my 5K choice and it went well (overall).
My sister (4EVERADONEGIRL), my mother and I would all be running this race, which is in our mountains-only about a half an hour drive up the hill-45 if you have to drive through town first-lol! We decided that we would do what we did last year and go camping the night before so we would be there and ready to go on race morning. We had to overcome a few obstacles to even get to the camping point, but it all worked out in the end and we ended up with a HUGE group of family and dogs and camping was a blast!! My sister's kids are considerably older than mine and have, mostly, started their own families and lives, so there were spouses and a baby and a baby bump and three furry kids on their side and my dog and three kids on our side and it was a blast!! So much fun. But, not without it's interesting moments...here's where it gets interesting.
Packet pick-up was Friday evening so the three of us who would be running went to do that and took one of my nieces along just for fun. I also was signing my girls up for the kids race at the same time. Picking up my packet was fast and easy since I'd already registered. My sis needed to run to the store just down the street for something so she and her daughter did that while I registered the girls. I finished and they weren't back so my mom and I walked down to the store, just to find out that my sister and niece weren't there. They were back up at the registration tables. How on earth did we manage to miss them?! We backtrack and notice, for the first time, despite having been in that store's parking lot many times, that there is an alley leading back to the town center. We suspected we knew what happened and it was confirmed as soon as we met back up with my sister. They had taken the alley while we took the main road and managed to totally bypass each other-lol!! My sister said it was like being in a sit-com-lol! Just one of those funny, comical things.
We got back to camp only to find out my girls were already asleep...at a little after 7 and there was still daylight. Turns out that K had gotten sick and R was just tired. Son was still up and having a blast throwing the football with his first cousins once removed :). I was kind of disappointed that daughter was ill. I had just registered her to run and was wondering if she'd be up to it in the morning. One thing to note...my kids do NOT get car sick, never have, so it was not the first thing to think of that she was just not feeling well from the drive, but I did come around to considering it after a bit and hoped that was the case.
We had dinner, played some UNO and roasted marshmallows and made S'mores and then discovered it was getting late and really cold so it was off to bed with most of us. Son opted to go to sleep in his clothes and slid right into his sleeping bag and was very pleased with how warm it was. He inherited my old sleeping bag and it is a very warm one. My husband had set up our bed (our major camping luxury is an air bed, otherwise we keep it pretty basic) with our sleeping bags opened up and mine on like a sheet and his on top like a blanket. A quick side note, we both came from camping families and married later than some (30 years old). We both came into the marriage with some of our own camping equipment and my mom gave us a camp stove as an anniversary present-lol. What this means, is that the sleeping bags we brought with us to marriage are not as compatible as we are so we can't zip them together to create one huge sleeping bag. I've always wanted compatible sleeping bags, but with three kids whenever we are buying a sleeping bag it is to outfit the latest one who needs his/her own. We've done this sleeping bag bed thing in the past, but when I was using the sleeping bag my son was using. That sleeping bag is fleece and pretty much stayed put. My new one is more slick and kept sliding around under me, not fun, but kind of funny. Then with the other one on top, every time one of us moved we let cold air in. Plus, the air bed was losing air and I was FREEZING!! Weather said it was supposed to be the HIGH 40's which is very tolerable for me, I like cold. I'll tell you though, it was at LEAST 10 degrees below that.
I was trying my best to go to sleep and wrapped myself in a thin blanket we had a to try to add some warmth. I have no idea what time it was, but at some point youngest wakes up. "Mommy, I can't find my pillow." "Just feel around to find it." "I can't." There was NO way I was getting out of bed to help her find her pillow and had discovered awhile ago that my phone makes a decent flashlight. It was in the handy net pocket right next to my pillow so I clicked the screen to turn it on and shown it in her direction. It was only a moment before I heard "Thank you Mommy." Yeah, that kind of cracked me up.
Next, older daughter wakes up. "Daddy, I am cold." "Are you under the blanket?" "I don't know." Out husband goes to brave the cold and tucks daughter back in. Unfortunately, the bed had lost a bit of air by this point and husband was good ballast. When he got up the imbalance nearly threw me out of bed. I managed to stay in though.
Now, hubs starts feeling the same symptoms daughter had earlier and has to quickly leave the tent. He comes back a bit later and gets back in bed, then leaves again sometime later, but comes back again. When he leaves I decide I am fed up with the sleeping bag situation and reclaim mine, zip it up, wrap up in my blanket and slide inside. Then promptly slide off the bed because of the lack of ballast-lol!! I finally manage to get everything positioned correctly and then kind of hop/flop/fall onto the bed in an effort to surprise it and get the upper hand. It worked!! Husband comes back and fixes his sleeping bag and gets settled in a similar, but slightly less dramatic, manner.
Soon both girls are awake and crying "I can't sleep". Well no wonder, they went to bed waaaay early. Hubs gets back out of bed, AGAIN, and shifts his location to over by the girls to help them go back to sleep. Now that I have the bed to myself I shift more to the middle and find a fairly comfy spot and fall asleep, for awhile. It is sooooo dang cold I keep waking up. I am regretting the new sleeping bag and want the old one back, but the new one is so cute! Pink with grey lining, but not nearly as warm as the old fleece one. Normally, camping in this location, in June, it would have been a perfectly adequate sleeping bag. Just not this time-lol!
Sometime later I hear again, "Mommy, I can't find my pillow again." Yep, youngest has somehow managed to lose her pillow, again. I pull out my phone again and once again get the answer, "Thank you, Mommy." At this point I start shaking, shaking with cold and laughter. I am overcome by the hilarity of all this. I could not think of anything more comical than everything that occurred in this one short period of time when I was supposed to be asleep!! I laughed for several minutes and finally fell back asleep.
Son, somehow, managed to sleep throughout ALL of this, not a murmur, not a stir, NOTHING from his corner of the tent. Maybe it was because he had the fleece sleeping bag-lol!!
It was one of the MOST interesting nights I've ever had while camping-lol!! Oh, and in the morning, after the bed had lost all its air, I couldn't get back out of the thing. The air bed rests in a metal frame so that it is roughly the same height as an actual bed. Anyways, the metal framework had me trapped. My sleeping bag and I could not get out of the darned thing-lol!! I finally managed to wrangle my feet onto the ground (still in the sleeping bag) and my hands out of the bag to give me enough leverage to get out. I found it highly entertaining that first I had to fight to get in and then I had to fight to get out. I called it the people eating bed and cracked son up, who, finally was awake to experience a bit of the night's adventure. Before we go camping again I want a cot-lol!! I am done with that darned contraption!!
I woke up thinking that I had already gotten a great workout before the starting gun had even gone off-lol!! I'll come back soon and tell you about the real event. This is already REALLY long and I haven't yet gotten to the real report :). Hope everyone is having a great and active weekend and that nobody's bed will try to eat them this weekend :).
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