Ah, yes..... The book!

The First Book Launch

As of August, 2016, I am officially a published author! My book, a self-help memoir called “Hello, My Name Is….. Warrior Princess” had it’s first launch. It was a fun event that I enjoyed tremendously. Writing a book is very similar to having a baby. Lots of planning, excitement, hardship, second guessing and was an emotional roller-coaster. In the end, it’s worth it and you’d do it all over again. Continue reading

My new improved medal center!! Now I need more races!!!

Saying Thank You

I was having a rough week. It wasn’t just the week, it was the three months of stress and emotion leading up to this week. I wasn’t sleeping well and my night time regimen had been consisting of 3 ibuprofen and a sleeping pill. Not a good thing. In my every day life I was plugging along. My book got finished, my podcast interviews were started and my website was being built, my blog was less consistent but going well. I was on unemployment and not successfully finding a job, which meant I was able to spend the summer home with the kids which I hadn’t done in 11 years. I was running, meeting friends, taking online webinars and classes. I hope other than D no one knew how much I was falling apart inside. D knew because he sees the worst of me and my stress leaked out in very unattractive bursts of crying, insecurity, raising my voice and wondering if he’d figure out I’m crazy and want to climb out the window in the middle of the night. So far, he’s still sleeping next to me. Continue reading

Walking to school with big sister Alana looked so cute to me.

Through The Looking Glass

I was getting ready for the day yesterday. Normal stuff – checking for stray brow hairs, trimming the nose hairs, looking for blackheads and putting on my puffy eye cream. It wasn’t just any day, though, and my examination of myself was more thorough. It was THE day – the first day of first grade. I had on a pair of panties that D has commented on favorably. Sure, no one at the elementary school will know, but I will and it made me feel good. I straighten my hair about once a week and today I was attempting to calm the wave. My choice to be more minimalist means I have fewer clothes and I know my style, so choosing outfits is pretty easy for me. In summer my go to is a pair of cutoff’s and a flowy shirt. I love my style (which is why it’s my style) and I’m happy with how I look, so it’s less a silent competition between elementary school moms and more wanting to look my best. I wear makeup two ways (if I wear it) – a little or a little more. No fuss, no stress, just me. Continue reading

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Minimalism Lessons

Oh, minimalism, how you have changed things. I’ve downsized everything in my life, including emails and the way I process social media. It’s truly not just about the number of items you own, but more about showcasing the things in your life that are most important. It’s different for all of us, and it pops up in weird ways. It started with my closet and garage and slowly, silently creeped into all areas of my life. And I love it. Continue reading

The chore wheel.

When Kids Grow Up

Here’s a fun fact. D and I had 12 out of 13 kids living at home 2.5 years ago. I was changing the chore wheel this morning which I do every Monday. I fill in and do any chores of kids who aren’t here and I realized I’m doing far more than the kids are doing. We’ve had a couple kids graduate high school, a couple move out and that seeming trickle of kids leaving is quickly resembling white water rapids. I looked at the names of our kids – 10 on the wheel – and realized by February-ish of next year – just six months away – we’ll be down to 4 kids and one part time.  Continue reading

Ted and Marlowe at the finish

Fathers Day In Mammoth Lakes

I spent Fathers Day in Mammoth Lakes, California. Alone. Not alone exactly. With my friend Peggy who planned this with me six months ago and another woman named Jennifer who I’d met once. There are race stats here, but the best things about the race were the things I learned and the way I felt inside. Continue reading

Love this woman!!

Reno Tahoe Odyssey 2016

The Reno Tahoe Odyssey is in the books. The race I wasn’t sure I’d ever do again but I’m so glad I did. 178 miles, 2 vans, 12 people – all of us women from our 5:20 am running group. The majority of the women I knew, the ones I didn’t know well I knew very well by the end. It took us just over 30 hours to complete and we had a total of 2 hours of sleep on one of our breaks. People who have never run a relay think you’re crazy and don’t get it but those of us who have taken the leap know all too well how amazing they are. Continue reading

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Writing A Book

It’s been an exciting time for me and I’m thrilled to share with you!

I lost my job a few months ago which was disheartening and hurtful to say the least. I thought I’d retire there and I was truly passionate about what I was doing. Sometimes change has to be forced for you to make the move you’ve been wanting to make. Since financially things would be tight but we could manage, D pushed me to write the book I’ve wanted to write for years. I wasted zero time with his amazing encouragement because I knew my time was limited before I had to get a job and with so much support, I didn’t want to disappoint him or myself.  Continue reading

I had a fun weekend with this guy

Weekend Away

D and I got away last weekend for about 48 hours. It’s the longest we’ve ever been gone without kids, although our older daughter watched her younger sister, so we managed to keep the family together. They did great (as was expected) and we got fun updates on their weekend. Continue reading

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Giving Up

Sometimes you just have to give up. Move on. Let go. Sure, it might be difficult to do. Maybe even a little sad, but it needs to be done. You know logically that once you make the leap and let go, you’ll feel better, but still it’s hard. You resist the change even though you are certain it will be better for you in the end. You may be asking yourself what if? What if you give up and you can’t function. What if it’s the wrong choice? Hang tough. It’ll be OK. Continue reading