Watch Out It’s Messy In Here

I am going to be running on 10/10/10. There is a local festival that has both a 5k and a 15k race to run that day. Last year I came in second in my age group for the 5k. The first and only time I will probably ever place in a race. I haven't run a 15k yet. In my head, I have myself convinced that I can't do it. Not sure why. Maybe it's because of the disaster that was the Mountain Goat 10 mile race this year. 9 miles seems very daunting after that. So, do I run the 5k and see if I can get the gold medal this year, or do I run the 15k and hope I don't die? If they added a 10k this year then I could run 10 on 10/10/10, how cool would that be?

In our school district, Kindergarten is only half day, so first grade is the first opportunity to eat lunch at school. Bubba started 1st grade this past Wednesday. Tuesday night we pulled up the lunch menu to decide if he should bring or buy for the first day of school. The menu consisted of: Chicken Nuggets, Smiley Face Potatoes, Veggie Choice, and Peaches. He of course wanted to know what veggie choice meant. I told him it probably meant they would have at least two vegetables for the children to chose from. Bubba thought about this for a moment, and said "I think I'll bring my lunch tomorrow, because it could mean cabbage, and I don't like cabbage."

I had a follow up appointment for my back/neck. I'm all good now. Ok, not all good. But better. I can continue doing what I'm doing, and if I decide I need something more, he will send me to a spine specialist. But the best part about the appointment, I weighed 8 lbs less than I did when they weighed me 3 weeks ago. Honestly, the nurse who weighed me last time must have done something wrong. But today's weight is only 4 lbs from what in my head is my "ideal, goal, wanna be" weight. Now, time to hit the pavement and the pool, I got miles to make up!

This past weekend I took the boys on a little mini vacation. My cousin-in-law lives in the Boston area, and invited the three of us out for a long weekend. She has lived in Boston practically all of her life, so she forgets about all the fun touristy things there are to do. Knowing my Bubba's love for all things living, I knew a trip to the New England Aquarium was a must. Cousin Jenn decided we should do the whale watch too, since she had never done one. The aquarium and whale watch were awesome. Both boys enjoyed every bit. We could have spent days in the aquarium. Bubba was in his glory. And on the whale watch we saw 4 whales up close, several in the distance, a shark, and a jellyfish. Well worth the windy ride out and back. We also got to spend a day at Jenn's parents house (the husband's aunt and uncle) Saturday. Their house is amazing, tennis courts, pool, and a big enough yard that the big boys were out hitting golf balls. Jenn and I are very close, despit...

Well, since I suck and am not doing the Syracuse 70.3, I decided to join my twitter buddy Heather and do this instead: A half ironman with a twist....in honor of the 70.3 you have one month to swim 7.03 miles, bike 70.3 miles, and run 70.3 miles. Not an impossible feet, but not really easy either. Especially with The Big One playing Freshman soccer, Bubba playing micro-soccer and joining the local club swim team, and the fact that my Y membership is on hold until the 20th. But, a half iron is supposed to be challenging, so I'm going to give it a tri. Anyone else care to join me in the challenge?

So I decided, against everyone's advise, to take Pepe for a spin last night. Went with my training buddy Missy, 15 hilly miles. First ride in over two weeks. One word to describe that ride, PAIN! So, after two weeks of physical therapy making me feel better, I went and screwed it up with one little bike ride. But, the good news is a know the source of the pain. Now I need to figure out how to make it not happen. Not training, and not tri-ing are NOT options. I will be taking myself and Pepe in to a bike shop for a proper fitting. Whatever time and money it may take (two things I am short of) I will figure out a way to make Pepe and I fit together. I need to do it asap, cause I want to do the Trek ride in six weeks. And not the 10 miles. I'm going for the 25!

Bubba is almost 6, and is starting first grade in just a few short weeks. I'm having issues with both of those milestones, because it means my baby is growing up. But, first grade is all day, so I only have to pay my sitter's before and after school price, which means I'm saving lots of money, that's a good thing. Almost 6 means he's been potty trained for almost 3 years. The only issue is, he still sits when he pees. I know it may not seem like a big deal to some, but lately, it's becoming more of an issue. My first thought is, big deal. I sit, why can't he. Then I think about how mean kids can be. Will he get picked on when they find out he doesn't pee standing up? Call him a girl? Bubba is a very sensitive little boy. He can't handle being teased. And what happens when he is out with just his dad? During Iron Girl, my brother took him to the bathroom and it became a bit of a problem. Not knowing that he's a sitter, Matt brought hi...