Running Trails

 I love when the weather gets warmer and I can get outside for runs.  This is the path I took recently.  Isn't it pretty?

Only 1/2 Crazy

My resolution this year was to run a 1/2 marathon.  I've been training since March, since January and February are known as The Great Illness of 2011.  I'm loving running.  My friend Linsday has been training with me and we planned on doing the Coeur d'Alene Half Marathon. 

Because I'm also a huge planner, I called on my friend Brooke to help me with my training.  She's a professional walker and has done more marathons and 1/2 marathons than I even know.  She put together a training schedule for me and I stuck to it as much as I could.  She even flew up here from Portland to do the 1/2 with me. 

I've got two, crazy friends who like to torture themselves just like I do.  It's also nice to know that your kind of crazy has company.

Here are Lindsay and I before the race.

We run at about the same pace, we've trained together on our long runs and have found some beautiful country that we never knew existed around here.

The Cd'A half is a fairly flat course that ebbs and flows along the lake.  We figured this would be a great event for us because we can run flat, we aren't so found of hills.

Linsday and I ran it, while Brooke walked it.  We ran the first 6.5 miles will absolutely no problem.  We walked for a bit to drink water, but beyond that, we ran.  It felt great.  Right after the 1/2 way point, we were coming back and seriously 10 minutes behind us was Brooke.  Apparently she either walks at a jogger's pace or we run at a walker's pace.  I'm not sure which it is!

Around mile 10 my knee told me it hated me.  Literally.  I think I heard it scream.  I needed to walk for a bit and stretch it out.  Lindsay ran on because we have a rule to not hold the other person back.  I stretched out my knee, saw Brooke was only 8 minutes behind me and started doing my fast walk or as I like to call it, "my spring training with Oprah" walk.  It's mainly because when she was training with Bob Green for her marathon, she talked about walking once. 

Thanks to God, Oprah and my Powersong I finished.

Like 9 minutes later, so did Brooke.  She got a personal record of 2:57 for walking 13.1 miles.  She walks a 13:51 mile.  Linsday came in 9 minutes before me.  Aren't we sweaty and cute?

I even had my own personal cheerleader.  She came in her cheerleading costume, with pom-poms and everything.



If you had asked me on Sunday if I would do another one, I would've told you that my marathoning career was over.  By Monday, I was ready to sign up for the next one. 

Brooke informed me that by doing a 1/2 marathon, I'm now considered an endurance athlete.  I can't even tell you how excited I am to be considered an athlete, let alone an endurance one!  It's like getting an extra medal at the finish. 

I'm thinking September or October sound good for the next one.  Anyone else crazy enough to do it with us?

Our Family is Expanding

I wanted to share with you all some exciting news. Our family is growing!  Do you see these beautiful people?

This is N's younger sister and her family.  For years they struggled to have a child.  Then they were blessed with that adorable girl, H-J.  I can tell you from first hand knowledge that she's all personality, smiles and drooly kisses.  Even though she was only 8 months, I'm positive she said, "love you Aunt Kelly."  Memories, they are funny things aren't they. 

She's going to be a big sister!  To these two:

That's right folks, there are two.  I'm so excited for them.  Not only because I get to be an Aunt that loves on them and spoils them rotten, I'm also excited because I know Amanda and Brian will be amazing parents to twins.  Actually, when these two arrive, they'll have three kids under age 2. 

In all honesty, that kind of math is like trying to write the number infinity.

I'll also be doing much praying and sending of Starbucks gift cards to Amanda and Brian. 

Congratulations Amanda and Brian!  I've watched you from newlyweds to becoming parents.  You've kept your humor and wit and yet turned into such an amazing couple.  N and I are so thrilled for you.  We know God has given you this overwhelming blessing because of the parents you are to H-J.  He has heard the desires of your heart and answered in multitude!  We can't wait to celebrate with you.  Not to mention let you catch a couple naps while you're here.  We think you're going to need to store some of that rest.

We will be praying for you on this journey to becoming a family of 5.  You've finally caught up with us, at warp speed.  We love all 5 of you. 

Our First Year of School is Over

Yesterday Zoe and I went to her final preschool class.  They had a luau for the kids.  Zoe wore a floral skort, orange shirt and purple flower in her hair.  The teachers wore grass skirts!  It was such a fun time.

As I watched Zoe go from hitting the pinata, to finding treasure in the rice table and then listening to a story, my heart filled with pride.  I think as a parent you tend to forget how far they've come.  There are times when I'm doing something for Zoe that I forget how old she really is and how far she has come.

I can guarantee 4 years ago if you would've told me she'd be having her last day of preschool I wouldn't have believed you.  We were still measuring her actual age vs her corrected age, her height and weight were so little they didn't fit on the chart and she was still struggling to thrive.

Now she's very verbal, one of the taller kids in her class, incredibly social and witty.  As I watched her interact with her friends, I saw her as the little girl she is.  The girl who is learning her independence and is slowly getting smarter than her mamma.  If I'm being honest, she's already smarter with electronics then I am.

We've closed the chapter on her first year of school.  We've dealt with mean girls and leaving mom.  We have come through with flying colors.  I'm so proud of the girl she's growing up to be.  I can't wait to see what God has in store for her.  I know she will exceed any dreams I had for her because, at age 4, she's already exceeded anything I could've imagined.

The Tween Years Have Begun

D is set to graduate from the sixth grade in exactly 22 days.  It's a milestone that is both a welcomed celebration and, quite frankly, scary.  When N and I started dating, she was the same age Zoe is now.  I'm pretty sure it hasn't been 7 years that have flown by.  It can't be!  I'm pretty sure I'm still 25.

When I look at D, she no longer has baby teeth, so something must've happened.  Last night proved that things will never be the same. 

Around 6:00 N got a text message that said, "I finally got my phone!" 

D finally, finally, FINALLY got a phone. 

We are finally, finally, FINALLY going to be doing most of our communication with D via text.  I'm not sure I'm prepared for that. 

I guess I btr get used 2 writing like this.  I thought today would be a Text Lingo 101 for parents of tweens!

LTHTT = Laughing Too Hard To Type
LUSM = Love yoU So Much
BRB = Be Right Back
N = No (because the extra letter is too troubling to include)
N-A-Y-L = in awhile
N/M = Nothing Much
N2MJCHBU = Not too much, just chilling.  How about you?
ne = Any
ne-wayz = Anyways
L8R = Later
LOLA = Laugh Out Loud Again
TYVM = Thank You Very Much

I know there are probably a million more that I don't know or don't want to know about.  We are very fortunate to have a daughter who makes good choices.  Even though we will now begin to speak in a totally different language to each other, I know the heart of our girl.  Her heart is gr8.

TTYL = Talk to you later!

Wickedly Phenomenal

My mom's favorite movie, for as long as I've known her, is the Wizard of Oz.  My nickname was even munchkin.  Every now and then I'll find something that is from the movie and have to get it for her.  Recently there was a line of fabric that was from the movie, so she planned on making a quilt.   

In the spring of 2010 it was announced that as part of the Best of Broadway package coming to Spokane, Wicked would be in the line-up. 

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest with excitement.  I knew I had to get tickets to see this show for my mom and I.  Not only is Broadway one of her favorite things, but to combine that with the Land of Oz, is perfection.  Tickets didn't go on sale for a year.  As a sign, they went on sale the day before her birthday.  I got two seats in the second the last row on the floor.  They were the best available 10 minutes after the ticket booth opened!  I made up a poem and gave that to her on her actual birthday.  We've been excited ever since.

One of the things about my mom is that life never really goes the way she has planned.  She always picks the longest line at the grocery store, always gets people talking to her about their life story when she's just trying to grab that carton of yogurt, etc.  Her life always has twists.  We decided to get there very early to ensure that nothing went wrong. 

As we walked in the door to the auditorium, we were led to row AA.  Two people were sitting on the end, but beyond that the row was empty.  As I started looking at the numbers I realized the two people in the row were actually in our seats.  I knew it was my mom's fortune!  I went up to the nice couple with the biggest smile I could muster and said, "Um, I think you're in our seats."

The lady looked at me and said, "we planned that."  I wasn't sure how to respond, so she continued, "you see, I have a digestive problem and I need to be close to this exit.  We have two tickets in row Q, near the middle, would you be willing to switch with us?  Are you okay with that?" 

"OF COURSE!" was our response.  They seemed genuinely concerned that we'd be upset.  We switched tickets and ran before they changed their minds!  We moved up 10 rows and from the outside of the auditorium to the middle.  I've never been more pleased to hear of someone else's digestive issues.  See how happy we were?

I know it's a bit blurry, but you see that gold looking blur in the back?  That's the row we were supposed to be in.  It was like my mom's birthday came twice this year!

We were not disappointed!  Natalie Daradich and Anne Brummel did an amazing job. 

It was funny, clever, sweet and absolutely not what we expected.  Who knew Wicked was a story of friendship.  The set was unbelievable.  Normally productions come in two days prior to the start of the show's run.  Wicked came in 10 days prior.  It was amazing to see all the set changes and all the props.  If you get the chance, please go.  You won't regret it.  Maybe you'll even get a lady with digestive issues that will upgrade your seats too!

It was the perfect night, with the perfect companion.  Thanks Mom for being born and loving Wizard of Oz.  We now have a new favorite musical. 

Her Heart

One thing that is important to me is ensuring that my children have a firm foundation in Jesus. I grew up in a home that was centered on Christ. My best friends weren’t in high school, they were in youth group. If I wasn’t home, it was very likely I was at church either volunteering for some ministry or participating in one.

Don’t misunderstand, I had moments growing up where I questioned what I believed and eventually made my faith my own. However, without the foundation my home provided, I’m not sure where I would be today.

Not only are church and the ministries there important to us, so is having Christ present in everything we do. I see the struggles D and E face through school, I hear about all the ways they take Christ out of school and having Zoe go to a Christian school was paramount to both N and me. We’d love for D & E to go to one too, but at this point there are many hurdles to cross before that can happen.

I don’t believe that going to a Christian school will eliminate any struggles she will face. There will always be mean girls, peer pressure and all the things kids face today. What I love is that they put their foundation in the same Jesus we do. I hear about all the pressures of the world and I’m unsure how children face things without Jesus. Actually I’m unsure how anyone can face life’s struggles without Jesus.

Already, at age 4, she’s facing some of those pressures. There are cliques in preschool. There are already mean girls. At almost every class one of these girls seeks Zoe out to tell her that she’s no t that girl’s friend. My girl wears her heart on her sleeve. These things hurt her and they certainly hurt this mamma too. I will never understand mean girls. I will never understand ceasing a friendship for no reason. I’ve been on the receiving end and it’s a wound that really never goes away.

Here’s where I see how awesome my Zoe is. She is hurt by their words and she tells me about it. Then she finds another friend to play with or she makes a new friend. All is forgotten because she continues to love with her whole heart. She continues because that’s who she is. She doesn’t let the mean girls stop her.

At night, she prays for her friends. All of them. Even the ones that tell her they aren’t her friend. Because she continues to care and continues to love. In that moment, I see Jesus in her. I know the foundation she has will carry her through life, even with the mean girls. As I hold her close, I pray for her heart. Not only is Jesus working in her, but He’s using her in my life as well.