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Kalley Turns One

October 2nd was Kalley’s one year birthday. I celebrated by remembering a few days later and saying, “Holy cow! She’s one!!”  I knew when I got her that I don’t like puppies.  Sure, they’re cute.  Like babies.  I just don’t want them.  Honestly it’s a great milestone for me.  We’re past some of the worst puppy behavior that drives me nuts.  I think I’ve done a good job with her.  She’s got a great personality and I’ve done a decent job training her.  Still, although it’s all pretty good, I expected, well……  MORE…..  I thought she’d be leash and heel trained – so engrossed in our runs together that she would be oblivious to everything except our symbiotic relationship.  Not so.  Sure, after a mile-ish of pulling and dragging she gets into a rhythm.  I continuously praise her when she does well, remind her when she’s not.  I have the training tools and knowledge.  But not enough.  On our runs together, all I think about is how blissful it would be to bring her to a trainer that wrapped up the last of her training the right way.  Wave a magic wand and give her back to me perfect.  As of now, that’s not a priority so I’m plugging along.  One thing that’s exciting is when I have running shoes on and my Garmin she does this.

I'M READY!!!!  I'm sitting and waiting for the leash. I know you're going to get my leash....

I’M READY!!!! I’m sitting and waiting for the leash. I know you’re going to get my leash….

When the Garmin gets turned on and she hears the beep, she goes crazy.  SO excited!!!  Then the work starts for me.  It’s most definitely some of the most exhausting training I do.  Worth it?  Yes, I think it will be.  Pain in my butt??  Most definitely!

Sure, after a couple miles, it actually looks like she's great at this!!!

Sure, after a couple miles, it actually looks like she’s great at this!!!

The potential is there....

The potential is there….

A Game Of Chance….

I only had 4 of my kids this past weekend. I know, I know…. Empty nest!!! I had a lot of work and training scheduled for the weekend since I wasn’t expecting these 4 kiddos. I told them that and the interesting thing?? They were just totally cool with it.   The weather wasn’t great, I didn’t have a second vehicle for Olivia to drive so they got a wild hair and read the Monopoly directions.  Read them.  I got a text from Ashlea saying that they’ve been playing wrong their entire lives!!!!!  It was, quite literally, game on at that point.  I have to say I was incredibly impressed with their ability to negotiate, balance their money and make decisions.  Without fighting.  At all.  They did also decide that being broke was not a good option…..  No kidding!

Olivia, Alana, Nicolas and Ashlea

Olivia, Alana, Nicolas and Ashlea

Back In Time

The first 13 years of my life I grew up in Rhode Island. Lots of time on the streets, not in the best of situations. A city girl with too much makeup, jeans that were too tight, beginning a life that was potentially too fast.  The summer before my Freshman year in high school, my mother moved us to Vermont.  We moved a lot growing up.  A lot.  3 schools in 6th grade a lot.  This time we moved in with my Great Grandmother who, at the time, I loved for the rare, happy childhood memories I had considering the too few occasions we saw each other.   But VERMONT???  With my GREAT GRANDMOTHER??  Serious culture shock.   Cow tipping, bon fires, kegs of beer, less makeup, a slower pace, catching my Grammy swearing.  I never felt like I fit in although I didn’t feel that way back in the city either.  I did, however, learn to slow down.  To love Mom & Pop stores, to envy my classmates close ties and memories of growing up together.  To like a more laid back approach.

This created a split in my personality –  an amalgam of the blending of cultures.  Still, at 42, I’d like to work on the farm – milking cows, riding the draft horses out to the loggers, helping with all the births, wearing hip boots and flannel.  As the sun sets, though I’m ready for Prada and Chanel and a night out at the symphony or opera.  I’m always torn between living in the bustle of the city or the ease of the country.  I want the shopping and the night life, the amenities and culture but when I drive home I’d like it to be on several acres of tree lined dirt roads.  Since I can’t seem to have it all (yet), I get out of dodge when I can.  Driving to greener pastures soothes the soul and I feel the tension easing out of my body.

Thankfully I have friends who invite me to come and stay.  When I’m there I’m tempted every time to move, but as long as I can visit it will be enough.  Greenville, you have my heart.  And always, I will miss my Grammy and be thankful for the time I got to spend with her.  Slowing down is just another reminder.

People are almost always sitting on the  porch chatting

People are almost always sitting on the porch chatting

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The store/restaurant….

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The store/restaurant.  Best place ever!!

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Kind of a do it yourself type of place. Very cool, buffet style for parties with several salads, every type of burger, sausage and hotdogs and lots of toppings. And the dog. Where else do you get to have the dog hang out in the restaurant??

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The woman who owns the store/restaurant with her husband also runs a little red schoolhouse type K-5th grade school. Seriously. I love this

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The pastors house across from the General Store

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Lunch was just WOW!!!

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Paying for things is sort of kept track of, sort of scouts honor.

Dress To Impress. Or So You Don’t Freeze

No matter your goals with exercise – shedding pounds, tightening up, getting off medication, looking better in a bikini, (unless you’re a dude. Please say no to the bikini.  Thank you).  It feels good when you look good.  Like my bra and panty opinion.  No one has to know what you have on (if anything) underneath your clothes.  It’s about it making YOU feel pretty.  Exercise is a sweaty, snot rocketing, spitting, often sticky mess.  It may make us feel good to have done it, to complete a race or a training workout, but it’s not the sexiest thing to accomplish.  With weather getting colder – if you’re in the Reno area, it went from 90* to 30* pretty much overnight – your clothing needs change.  For me – being vain and shallow – I want to LOOK as good as exercise makes me FEEL.  Here’s a little demo of how to accomplish this.

Start with basic layers and a good shot of your armpit.

Start with a solid base layer and a good shot of your armpit.

The foundation is the most important.  As is the shot of your armpit.  For this day I could get away with capris – I knew my legs wouldn’t be super cold and I’d warm up.  Always – ladies….. – a good, supportive sports bra.  Please.  Even though no one may see it, it’s important to have it.

Add a middle layer for if and when you and the temps warm up

Add a middle layer for if and when you and the temps warm up

This is the layer that you’ll most likely finish the race in.  I generally assume I’ll warm up and the temps will go up so my top layer will come off at some point.  It should say something about you.  Like my shirt obviously does in this example.  Yes, I run things……  Another good thing about this short sleeved layer is that my armpit doesn’t show in the selfies.

Finish things off with gloves, ear warmers, hats, etc...  depending on the temps.

Finish things off with gloves, ear warmers, hats, etc… depending on the temps.

Depending on starting temperatures, this is the layer you’ll have on to get you going.  I like my glove color to pop, but also it depends on how cold the temps are.  I have big gloves that I put hand warmers in when the temps drop down.  The hat is also dependent on how cold it is.  This is one of my favorite hats.  It’s a middle weight so it’s the one I wear most in winter and it just screams “I’m a running gangster so don’t even try to mess with me.  I’ll kick your butt!”

Remember.  Layer.  Give yourself room to start chilly, warm up and peel off layers.  Figure out ahead of time where you’ll put things if you peel them off.  Gloves, hats, earwarmers, etc… need to go somewhere when you don’t need to wear them.  Pockets or eliciting the help of other peoples cars, bike baskets, etc…  is something to take into consideration.  Colder temperatures make running challenging but if you layer things right, you’ll still look good doing it.

Simple Pleasures……

Some things in life just make you smile.

My antique tea cart.  Love my tea!!

My antique tea cart. Love my tea!!

Great friends around a fire in the chilly air.

Great friends around a fire in the chilly air.

Telling stories, fantastic people

Telling stories, fantastic people

Being a kid, climbing on the roof....

Being a kid, climbing on the roof….

Good food

Good food

Sign on the bathroom door.

Sign on the bathroom door.  Holy cow it made me laugh!!

An invitation to spend the weekend with someone who means a lot to me.  And sleeping in a teenagers bedroom.....  Loved it!

An invitation to spend the weekend with someone who means a lot to me. And sleeping in a teenagers bedroom….. Loved it!  The poster was mine obviously

Sparkly pink shoes

Sparkly pink shoes

Guilty pleasures

Guilty pleasures

End Of An Era

Track season is coming to a close.  It’s been a pretty fantastic first season for me.  I hadn’t been on a track since Jr High School which was pretty much in the dark ages….  No comment.  I learned a lot about pushing myself in a new way, of the mental games that nearly consume us when we run.  5K on a track??  Seriously??  Oh, 16 laps instead?   Where do I sign up!!!  I learned what the distances mean – sort of…..  200’s, 400’s…..  Track has challenged me in a way I had never been challenged before.

For the second to last practice we did a timed mile.  That was our first track practice as well.  I don’t know what I ran at the beginning of the season, but at the end I wanted to run a 7 minute mile or sub-7.  I ran a 7:23 which I suppose will do.  I always wonder if I could have pushed harder, done more, but I do know that while I’m running I feel like I’m giving it all I’ve got.

The track friends I’ve made this season are people I hope to never lose touch with.  Sublime men and women whom I admire and respect.  Here’s to the end of an era.

The team!

The team!

Ready, set, GO!

Ready, set, GO!

Timing the mile

Timing the mile.  I’m in the middle running with Frank

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Track!!!

Track!!!

Find Your Spot

That’s the phrase I teach my dogs when I want them to go lie down. “Find your spot”. I enjoy refinishing furniture and the kids help me out.  I like having areas in my house where you can find your spot.  A place where you’re involved in what’s going on, yet separate.  A cuddle up and read a book spot.  Aside from the living room and bedrooms, there are a few areas of the house where we can grab a soft blanket, a book, a cup of tea and find our spot.

My latest project.  It's a massive pain in the butt....

My latest project. It’s a massive pain in the butt….

One of the favorite spots in the house.

One of the favorite spots in the house.

CUDDLE TIME!!

CUDDLE TIME!!

Taylor found this TV stand.  It was an old broken desk that we got at a yard sale for $1...  One of my favorite pieces we have

Taylor found this TV stand. It was an old broken desk that we got at a yard sale for $1… One of my favorite pieces we have

Where I hang out between two areas and blog away

Where I hang out between two areas and blog away

Kezia (who we call "Bug") put her magnetic lady bugs on our lamp

Kezia (who we call “Bug”) put her magnetic lady bugs on our lamp

Refinished lamps

Refinished lamps and tables…

Looking into the living room.....

Looking into the living room…..

Yes, I play.  Poorly and without reading music....

Yes, I play. Poorly and without reading music….

For some reason even though I couldn't stain this, it's one of my favorite pieces...

For some reason even though I couldn’t stain this, it’s one of my favorite pieces…

One sitting area

One sitting area.  The  boys gravitate here. 

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Tea cart.  Gets used often

Tea cart. Gets used often

 

My Team!!!

I don’t know who this dude is, but he’s on MY team!!!

Seriously.  My team!!!

Seriously. My team!!!