My good friend, Jessica, inspired me to train for a half marathon. Though I've been 'running' for a few years, I had yet to do any serious distance training.
I'm only sorry I waited so long. I had a wonderful friend who ran hills with me on Wednesdays. I was pleasantly surprised by how much I loved the longer distances. My good friend Adam started running the longer distances with me, and we had a great time. Couldn't have asked for a better running partner!
I injured my knee about three weeks before the race and spent a week RICE-ing and worrying about not being able to run the race. Early distance tapering. I got some slow, short runs in before the race and was feeling optimistic.
The day of the race was chilly, but sunny. The course was beautiful. I felt great all the way through mile 9, and then some dude was out blasting music from Rocky, which totally got me through the next couple of miles. J and the girls were watching for me at the final corner and I sprinted to the finish. I was pleased with my finish time: 2:28.
Halloween fell on a Thursday this year. For whatever reason, I was particularly dreading trick-or-treating this year. So when the weather looked to be absolutely terrible on Halloween night, I was so happy. Perfect excuse to get out of trick-or-treating while saving face. Except then the city just changed the day of trick-or-treating to Friday. Thanks a lot Indy. So Thursday morning while the girls were in school, I scrambled to put together an indoor Halloween party. They went on a scavenger hunt in the dark, indoor trick-or-treating, and to finish it off we played Halloween Bingo. And then we went trick-or-treating on Friday.
Kitty found this ladybug costume that the girls wore when they were babies.
Size 18 months.
"It fits!" she says.
It does zip up.
Halloween just wouldn't be Halloween without a little costume drama. I messed up with the bat wing purchase, but check it out, I MADE these bat wings.
Kitty's Friday costume. So many choices! I was personally more fond of this costume than the ladybug.
Boo turned seven (seven!) in August. We had a lovely day: we had lunch at Le Peeps, saw Despicable Me 2, cake at Cheesecake Factory, and then for the big birthday present, we let her pick out a fish.
Yes, I allowed it.
But only barely.
But she looooooved it.
Unfortunately, she had some weird allergic reaction (to the fish? To the fish food?) and her poor little face got red and puffy, then puffier and puffier. She ended up missing three days of school, and I was a little bit of a wreck for three days til all the swelling went down and there were no airway problems.