A therapeutic run

Have you seen some of the 10 Running Questions posts going around? I had planned to answer those this morning (thanks, Robin, for the tag!), but all weekend I was thinking about my friend Terzah’s answer to question number two: three words that describe my running.  She listed:




I experience one or all of these every time I run.  Even on my worst runs, getting out the door is always freeing. 

Nearly every run is also rejuvenating.  No matter how I feel at the start, my energy is revived, and I come home “sweaty and happy” as daddy and L like to say.

And it never fails that when I most need it, my run becomes therapeutic.

Such was the case with my 12 miler this weekend.  I was excited to finally be back to longer weekend runs, and the weather was cool enough for an old favorite trail that had been too sunny for the summer months.  I generally prefer to run in silence, as there is enough “noise” in my day and I value quiet time to think, pray, meditate, zone out… whatever is needed.

This weekend, I opted for music.  I chose a new RPM track I’m memorizing for spin, and set out.

The cool weather, upbeat music and change of scenery combined for a nearly perfect run.  I cruised along, feeling strong and lucky to be out, soaking it all up.  I was having a blast, feeling upbeat and energized.

And then something happened.

The last song came on, “93 Million Miles” by Jason Mraz.  The soothing, mellow song and appropriate lyrics struck me as I was approaching our house…

“To share this view of the night, a glorious night, over the horizon is another bright sky
Oh, my my how beautiful, oh my…father,
He told me, “Son sometimes it may seem dark, but the absence of the light is a necessary part.
Just know, you’re never alone, you can always come back home” [emphasis mine]

…and suddenly, as I began cooling down and stretching, I was overwhelmed with emotions and let the tears flow. “Home” can be interpreted various ways.  For me, it holds a faith component.  For others, it may be finding security in family, friends, within yourself.

The absense of light is a necessary part… I’m learning this over and over in life, there are stages where we cannot see what is to come, cannot possibly know why things are as they are, and this is okay.  It is a necessary part.  We are not in control.

My life is full.  I feel blessed.  I am content with what I’ve been given and what I have.  But there are times when I struggle with the future… with letting go of my plans… with the questions when things go wrong- in my life, my larger community or devastating news around the world.

And this ability to find my emotions, release them, and feel refreshed again is what keeps me coming back to running.  It was my mini-therapy session on Saturday.  And I’m ready to face the uncertainties of the future again.

93 million miles from the Sun, people get ready get ready,
’cause here it comes it’s a light, a beautiful light, over the horizon into our eyes…




Running for SLOS: A mom’s story of grief and hope

Sunday’s purposeful running series continues this morning with an especially moving story.  Mary Helen describes her parenting journey from joy to shock to grief and back again.  I am in awe of Mary Helen’s honesty, humility, perseverance and strength.  You can follow her ongoing training and Damien’s progress at A Written Purpose.  And grab a tissue before reading further.  :)

My journey into running was both gradual and, at the same time, kind of happened overnight. To say I ran “casually” throughout high school and college might be stretching it a bit. I had run a few 5k’s here and there, but nothing serious. Running and I had a love-hate relationship that usually favored the ‘hate’ over the ‘love.’ This trend continued until I was pregnant with our first child.

In January of 2011, we welcomed baby Damian into this world. The pregnancy had been nearly perfect as was the delivery. He was the cutest little bundle of joy I had ever seen (although I guess I’m a bit biased 😉

 However, once we brought him home from the hospital, things started to get rough. At first it was just the typical newborn stuff–not sleeping, crying, eating constantly… But after 2 weeks, Damian still wasn’t gaining weight despite marathon nursing sessions and supplementing with formula. He was also starting to look jaundiced and sick; and by 3 weeks, we were told he had a life threatening liver disease that would require immediate surgery. Handing your baby over for an intensive 6 hour surgery to save his life was nerve-wracking to say the least!

The surgeon said to expect about a week long stay in the hospital for him to recover. However, it was over a month later that we finally got to bring our baby home from the hospital for the second time. It was during this time that we were told Damian actually had a rare genetic disorder called Smith Lemli Opitz Syndrome. Like most of you, we had also never heard of SLOS. A recessive genetic mutation, SLOS causes the body to struggle to produce cholesterol. While many adults work to keep theirs down, the body needs cholesterol to develop properly. Without it, many physical and mental disabilities can occur; and sadly many children die within the first year due to these complications.

They say when a parent is given a special needs diagnosis for their child what follows is very similar to the grieving process after losing a loved one. And this is painfully true… You grieve the loss of a future you had planned for your child and all the possibilities that might not be now. I was in a dark place for awhile. I was sad and angry that my beautiful baby had to suffer. But mostly I was fearful that I wouldn’t have what it takes to be the mom of a special needs child. How was I going to handle a feeding tube, tons of medication, weekly/monthly doctor’s visits, physical and speech therapies, the constant worry of his liver failing, etc.?

After the shock of Damian’s diagnosis wore off, I decided grieving for all eternity wasn’t the best way to handle it. I needed to do something. Since SLOS is rare, there is not a lot of funding for research so I wanted to help change that. I also wanted to do something that would prove to myself, and hopefully one day to Damian, that I was strong enough to handle this. So while talking with my best friend one night, we decided to sign up for our first marathon (at Walt Disney World–might as well make it fun, right?!) with the hopes of raising $1000 for the SLOS Foundation. We would be the small, but determined, Team Damian! What followed was never expected.

I had no clue what it took to run a marathon (other than moving my body 26.2 miles.) As I researched training plans and hydration packs and gels, I realized this was going to be intense! But that’s exactly what I needed to help me through the grief and pain I was experiencing. And what better motivation could I have than doing it for Damian! Everyday he was showing me he wasn’t going down without a fight. If he could be strong, so could I!

I still remember lacing up my running shoes for that first run after signing up. I thought I was going to die. Ohmygoodness, it was horrible! But I stuck with it. And sure enough, it was only a matter of weeks and I was addicted! Long runs became my therapy, and I looked forward to the cold, fall Saturday mornings. By the time January and the marathon rolled around, I was a new person. And while the entire time I was worried we’d never make our $1000 goal, we more than doubled it!!


 The race was a lot of fun, and life-changing to say the least! If you’ve never run a marathon before, I definitely recommend the one at Disney. It’s so well done and filled with tons of entertainment to keep you moving. There’s nothing like running 26.2 miles in the happiest place on earth!

We had so much fun in fact we decided to do it again in 2013 with the hopes of raising $5000! And this time we’ve inspired a few more to join us, and Team Damian has grown from 2 to 11 (and counting!). And that’s the funny thing about running. While it’s a very individualized sport, the sense of community and support I have found from other runners has moved me beyond words. They’re there to encourage you, pick you up when you’re down, and help you put one foot in front of the other.

And while I may have healed and Damian is thriving, I know that there are other families working through difficult times due to SLOS. I hope that Team Damian, though small, provides them some of the support and community that running has given me. And that’s what keeps me running!

If you would like to find out more about Team Damian (or join us for Disney 2013!) you can visit our fundraising page here or follow the links on my blog!

Two magic words for running (and life)

Our whole family went out for a run early yesterday morning.  What a treat to all run together at an easy, conversational pace!  This last month has been a “cut-back” month for me, something I needed both mentally and physically.

The care-free country runs on vacation helped me to fall in love with running all over again. Now that my shin is happy again, I’m excited to pick up the mileage and intensity, but I don’t want to lose the joy of running.

I realized on our run this weekend that much of running (and life) comes down to my attitude.  We had a great run because I could say I “get to” run with the whole family.  Near the end of a training plan, that often changes.  I find myself saying I “have to” run 10 miles tomorrow, or I “have to” do a tempo run today.

I’m learning that “HAVE to” leads to attitude (and negativity).

“GET to” leads to gratitude.

It struck me how many other areas of my life could benefit from this simple word replacement.

I don’t have to cook dinner for my family, I get to provide healthy meals and have access to fresh foods.

I don’t have to wake up early, I get to savor quiet downtime or a workout before everyone else gets up.

I don’t have to stay home with my daughter, I get to savor this time and enjoy her every discovery.

I don’t have to teach spinning, I get to motivate others on their fitness journey.

I don’t have to be busy all the time, I get to choose how to spend my free time.

I don’t have to do and be all things for all people, I get to use my time and talents to love those around me and seek the peace of my city.

I don’t have to stress about our future, I get to enjoy today and can trust that everything will come together in time.

And tomorrow, I don’t have to get up early to squeeze in a run.  I get to energize my body, mind and spirit!

Do you ever feel like you have to work out , or have to run? Are there other areas of your life that can benefit from a change of perspective from “have to” to “get to”?


Flashback: Running in the 70’s

We made it safely to PA, and I’m already enjoying the chance to run, snack, nap, and blog whenever I want, thanks to all the grandparent time! We’re looking forward to catching up with lots of friends and family all week, and enjoying a laid back schedule. For today, here’s a little running flashback.

I’ve been reading a book I had picked up at a used book sale years ago, called “The Complete Woman Runner.”  The book is packed with really helpful tips, but is also a bit dated.  After checking the publishing date (1978), it made a little more sense.

Here are some fun tidbits…

From pg 69, under section on caring for children while running:

“There are other ways of having children cared for…but these are a little unusual.  I have a friend who used to run …while pushing her son in a stroller.  (She) claims that she only had one stroller mishap when the baby fell out but most of the time her son really enjoyed moving rapidly.”

Pg 77-78, 80 on shoes:

“Invest in a good pair of running shoes ($20-$40).”

“Bend the shoe to make sure it’s not too stiff.  You can fix a shoe that’s too stiff by cutting across the forefoot with a razor or hacksaw…”

“Despite diligent maintenance, your soles may wear out before the rest of the shoe.  Numerous shops specialize in running-shoe repair.  They will replace soles, mend uppers, replace insoles, and put in new laces, generally for under $15.”

“Do-it-yourselfers can put their own new soles on.  Nike sells waffle soling material by the sheet… Remove the old sole by holding the shoe above an electric stove.  Pull off the old sole…or dissolve the glue with lighter fluid… Glue the new sole in place with Goo.”

Pg 82, on what to wear:

“I like the woven nylon running shorts with slits on the sides.  They are inexpensive (about four dollars)… some shorts are made specifically for women, but these tend to be more expensive.”


Pg 88-90, on racing:

“Most races charge an entry fee, generally $2 to $3.  Races with higher entry fees may give T-shirts or patches to all participants.”

“Water and fruit juice are fine, or try one of the athletic replacement drinks such as ERG or Body Punch.”

“As you finish, listen for your time. It may take several weeks to get the results.”

“If you are given a numbered stick, turn it in with your name.  When the results are compiled, your finishing order will be correlated with your time.”


Pg 120, on runner safety:

“Several runners have suggested window decals, so that other runners who are in some sort of distress can identify a friendly house to run to for assistance. This idea has merit if it can be standardized…”

I was born a couple of years after this was published, so I can’t say I remember any of this from personal experience.  Running has changed quite a bit in the last few decades, especially the cost of races!

Does anyone know what ERG or Body Punch is? Have you ever paid $3 for a race entry?


Purposeful running: Carrie’s story to healthy

Please welcome my friend Carrie today! She has made impressive changes in the last few years on her journey to find healthy, and never imagined that running would be part of her story.  Carrie and I share similar passions in terms of holistic health, running and eating well.  You can get to know her better through her blog, Family, Fitness and Food!

My running story starts out like many others.  I hated running as a kid.  In fact, my sport of choice growing up was horseback riding.  I made the horse do the work.  If anyone had told me that I’d get up at 5AM on a weekend to run 13.1 miles on multiple occasions for fun, I’d have called them crazy.

But, here I am.  I credit learning to enjoy running to two things: 1) trying to keep up with my super active kids and 2) the experience of a team relay race.  I credit my continued enjoyment of running to helping me to stay focused on living healthy for my body and my mind.

After being anti-running for most of my life (and overweight too), I started to adopt a healthier lifestyle a few years ago.  I focused mostly on my diet and then started to add in exercise with short treadmill workouts and I slowly built to more intense workouts including the elliptical machine and other cardio equipment.

I thought I was in shape.

Then, my kids began training to earn their Black Belts in Taekwondo.  Their training involved an endurance portion which included a lot of running.  On the day of their test, they were going to have to run about 5 miles.

Because they were only 7 and 9 at the time, I went along for the training runs.  I thought I could keep up.  After the first run, I about passed out.  The fitness I had achieved from my gym workouts was not enough to get me through about a 2 mile run with a bunch of kids.

I had a goal.  Get better.  But, I still didn’t like running.  I tried to figure out why I didn’t like it.  I was slow.  Slow was horrible.  It took me a long time to figure out that my speed didn’t matter.  I had to come to terms with my speed and just take the pressure off of myself to enjoy the outing.  I started to look at my runs as just fast walks and to enjoy the scenery and not worry about how long it took.  I finally started to enjoy it.

I signed up for my first 5K race a few months later.  My goal for the 5K was to finish without having to walk.  Turns out that it was a super hilly course on a dirt horse trail and it was hard.  I did have to walk up the last hill, but the feeling of accomplishment when I neared the finish line was enough to have me hooked.  I set my sights on another race so that I could accomplish that original goal.

I ran a few more 5K’s and then a friend talked me in to running a 10K.  That’s when I started following an official training plan.  I loved training for the 10K.  Building up my mileage base was a huge feeling of satisfaction.

At that point, my childhood best friend talked me into running a Ragnar Relay with her to celebrate her 40th birthday.  I was intimidated.  I’m still slow.  I was running with a bunch of other people far more experienced than I was, in a relay that kind of freaked me out.  But, I bit the bullet and joined in.

The relay race was amazing.  I learned to enjoy the run and the camaraderie of the running community.  I ran with a great group of people and saw how supportive and awesome runners can be.  I learned how much of the enjoyment of running is mental.  You have to approach a run with a positive mental attitude and give to your run what you want to get out of the run.

Running makes me happy.  I get sucked in by the sexiness of running lots of miles.  I love hanging medals on my wall.  I love the adrenaline of standing at the starting line of a race.  I even love the aches and pains from training. I love talking about running and blogging about running.  I love to smile and say hi to runners I see out early on the weekends.

Running also helps me focus.  I went back to school recently to become a Registered Dietitian.  I use my runs to decompress and sometimes to review material and formulas in my head before exams.  I’ve learned to approach my coursework like training for a long distance event.  Start out slow, trust your body (mind) and you will get there.

Running has become a huge part of my healthy lifestyle.  I love to run because it keeps me focused on being healthy.  My body cannot run the distances I ask if I don’t fuel it properly and rest when I need to.

Purposeful running- Rachelle’s post-baby comeback

While I’m off “tri”-ing this morning, Rachelle is here to share how she started running and why she loves it.  I’ve enjoyed getting to know Rachelle through her blog, Livin the Fit Life, where she shares her running inspiration, product reviews, and race reports. She also maintains a hiking blog, at Livin the Hike Life.  Go check her out and say hello!

If you’d like to share your reasons for running as part of the purposeful running series, send me an email.  Thanks to everyone who has shared already!

Here’s Rachelle!

Did you ever have that aha moment when you decided to start running?  I did.

When I was younger, I was one of those people that hated running.  You know how when you are young and running means sprinting?  I didn’t know the meaning of pace yourself.  Run at a steady pace and you can go forever.  So, every time I would run, I would feel out of breath and miserable.  I hated running!

I had 2 kids and I gained 50 pounds with each pregnancy.  The first time I lost most of it, the second time I kept an extra 20-25 pounds on.  After my youngest son turned 1 1/2 I hit a breaking point.  Now, I have always been fit so this extra weight drove me insane.  I finally said, “that’s it, I can’t take it anymore!”

I had bought a cheapy treadmill at my neighbor’s garage sale a couple months prior and I decided that while my kids were napping I would run on that treadmill every day.

I don’t even remember whether it was difficult in the beginning or not.  I just ran.  All I remember is that I was at the point of running 6 miles every day on that same treadmill, in that same room, looking at the same things.  I was dedicated.

This went on for about 6 months and by the time I went to put on that season’s clothes, they were all 2 sizes too big.  I didn’t even own a scale so I never knew how the weight loss was going.

I looked great, but more importantly I felt great (and my husband was happy too)!  I decided to run a marathon with Team in Training in 2004 and the rest is history.

I have had bumps in the road along the way and taken breaks from my routine, but I always come back to it because when I run and exercise regularly, I am at my best.  When I run I feel confident.  I can let go of my negative energy and clear my mind of the stress of everyday life.  When I run I am free and that is the best feeling ever!

What was your aha moment?

Purposeful running- Angela’s story

Happy Father’s day!! Hope you’re all making a big deal out of the dads in your life.  The dad in our house requested a wings and baseball night last evening… easy enough! But we’ll do our best to make today extra special, too.

Today, my friend Angela is sharing her running story.  She’s a fellow toddler mama (twins!), health and fitness blogger, and kitchen experimenter. As we’ve gotten to know each other, we continue to find things we have in common.  There have been many days when we’ve been on the same wavelength, posting similar bean brownies or toddler stories!  Check out her blog at Happy Fit Mama!

Hi everyone! I’m Angela from Happy Fit Mama. First of all, I want to give a big THANK YOU to Laura for giving me the opportunity to share my running story.

Throughout my life I’ve enjoyed movement. I dabbled in running throughout in my teens and early 20s just for the calorie burn. I was more of a gym rat hitting the cardio machines, classes and the weight room. In the back of my mind, I always secretly had a goal of running a half marathon or a marathon. One day, in the summer of 2007, I decided it was time to go after that goal. What was I waiting for? That year I did my first half marathon. I didn’t know anything about pace, tempo or Fartlek’s. I just ran! As I was running that race, I knew I was hooked and couldn’t wait for the next one.

Life had a different course for me to follow. In 2008, my husband, Ron and I decided to try for our first baby. We were beyond thrilled when we found out we were pregnant. When I was 10 weeks pregnant, I miscarried. I had gone running that same morning. Even though my doctor reassured me the miscarriage was not from running and I knew it, I stopped running on that day. I associated the two events together. I didn’t want to have anything to do with my running shoes.

In June 2010, we finally became parents. Not just to one baby but twins! While I was pregnant with the twins a friend of mine was as well. We made a plan to run a local half marathon in November as a way to get back into shape post baby. She was unable to do it but as soon as I was cleared to run at 6 weeks postpartum, I laced up my sneakers. That first run in more than 2 years and after delivering twins was NOT pretty. But the more I ran, the more I remembered the love I had for training. Even though I wanted to spend every single moment with my kids, I forced myself to take time to run. In November, I crossed the finish line of my second half marathon, 4 ½ months after my twins were born. When I saw Ron and the kids, I burst into tears sobbing. I was overwhelmed with emotion. My time was actually slower than 2007 but I felt such a sense of accomplishment for sticking to my intention.

Since 2010, I’ve run two more half marathons. I finally decided that 2012 is THE year – it’s full marathon time! I’ll be racing my first on September 30. Eeeek! Over the past year I have truly fell back in love with running.


People ask, “Why do you run?” “Why not?” Our bodies were meant to be in motion. I have also learned that running is my “ME” time. An early morning run at 5 a.m. can get my day started in a positive note. An evening run after work can help me sort out the problems and stress that builds as the day goes on. Even if I’m pushing my double BOB stroller up a mammoth hill, it is still “ME” time.  Running makes me a better person, friend, wife, and mother. That’ my purpose for running!

When to call it quits?

I ended the Runner’s world running streak this week.  I’m not injured, but I felt my body accumulating a fatigue that I did not want to tolerate for another few weeks, so I decided to take a complete rest day to give me legs a chance to recover.  I made it over two weeks, which is a first for me-  I’m impressed with those of you who are still going!

Whew, it’s hot out there!

I was back at it yesterday, with an early morning soaking wet run- (you don’t have to work hard in the hot, humid Texas summers to come back with clothes you can literally wring out.)

I really wanted to complete the challenge, but my body said stop. So I did.  I don’t want to over-do it. Have you heard of over-training syndrome? It’s a real concern, and it can take more than a day or two to recover from.

Some over-training warning signs from your body…

  • Feeling exhausted, even after getting enough sleep
  • Heavy legs before, during and after runs
  • Emotional highs and lows
  • Appetite changes
  • Lack of motivation for usual workouts
  • Easy workouts consistently feel harder than usual

By paying attention to your bodies signals and backing off early, you can avoid injury and physical or mental burnout.

Have you ever experienced signs of over-training?

Any running plans for the weekend? I’m meeting up with a relatively new running group for nine miles Saturday morning, and brunch afterward to celebrate my running buddy May’s birthday.  And of course, Sunday is Father’s Day!  Otherwise, it’s a quiet weekend for a change.  I’m looking forward to it!

Purposeful Running- Tia’s story (racing mom of 4)

This girl is such an inspiration to me.  Tia is a mom of four, woman of faith, and has maintained an impressive running resume, with serious speed! I’m always learning from her and admire her family-running balance.  I’m so excited she was willing to share with you all today! I can definitely relate to her experiences of “losing herself” a bit when child-rearing and finding a renewed sense of identity and purpose in running.  Check out Tia’s blog at Arkansas Runner Mom.

Here’s Tia!

Running has always been a part of my life.  From as far back as I can remember I would go with my mom and sisters to cheer on my dad when he ran in local races.  I ran in my very first road race (a local 5K) when I was 5.  I ran with my sister and we sort of jog/ walked the whole thing.  It seemed like it took us forever but it was worth every minute when we won 1st and 2nd place trophies in the 8 and under age group division.  (I think we were the only girls under 8 who even ran in the race but that didn’t matter to us!)

In high school and college much of my life seemed to revolve around running.  I ran 4 years competitive cross country and track for Harding University and I have many great memories of this time in my life.  My husband actually proposed to me right after the National Cross Country Championship my senior year.  I loved running but by the time I graduated, I needed a break from competitive running.  The passion and drive I’d once had was gone and I felt burned out.  For the next several years I continued to run but it was usually just a few miles a few days a week.  Once I started having kids I mostly ran to lose baby weight.  I spent most of my 20’s pregnant or nursing.    I did the occasional 5K but that was the extent of my racing.  I felt like I was losing myself a little in the process of caring for young children.

Finding My Motivation

After baby number 3 something happened.  My husband told me out of the blue that he wanted to run a half marathon.  He did not have a running background (he played college basketball) but he thought it would be fun if we did one together.  So we started training.  We did the shorter runs on our own and had a college student watch our kids every Saturday morning for a few months so we could do our long runs together.  We had a great time on our long run “dates.”  I’d rather go on a running date than a normal date any day!  We ran our first half marathon together in March of 2009.

After this experience I was hooked.  That summer I decided I wanted to qualify for the Boston Marathon.  I started training with some ladies I met at our local gym and after 5 months of hard running I did it! In December of 2009 I ran a 3:35 to qualify!

Since that time we have had one more baby and I’ve found my stride.  I am more motivated now than I’ve ever been in my life.  Having four young children keeps me very busy but running has helped me find my own identity.  My husband is very encouraging and without his support I couldn’t do it.  He helps me find the time to run and helps with the kids so I can train.

After the Little Rock Marathon, March 2012

My Purpose

My purpose and motivation for running has changed over the years.  I am no longer motivated by a scholarship, a coach or teammates. My motivation is not to lose weight or to get in shape. Of course, those are nice perks- especially after having 4 kids!  I don’t run for my husband or my kids.  (Although I know they benefit by having a healthy wife and mother.)  I run because I truly love it.  I love the time it gives me on my own.  It helps me think clearly and it energizes me.  I love pushing myself to be better, stronger, and faster.   I am very thankful to God for how He has woven running throughout my life and I am even more excited about what the future has in store!

Capital City Classic 10k


Triathlons and baseball

Thanks to some of my triathlete friends (Corey, Holly, Jamie and others), I’m strongly considering a sprint triathlon.  Holly told me about several in the next few months, and the one that’s most appealing is at the end of June.  It’s a 300m pool swim, short 10 mile bike, and 3 mile run. Very doable.

I was still on the fence about signing up, but checked their website today to learn that registration is full.  Bummer! I guess I’ll keep looking… and honestly, maybe it’s a good thing! It was March when I last got into the pool, and possibly longer since I did an outdoor ride.  I’m sure spinning would count for something, but it’s not the same.

On a running note, remember the Astros 10k where I lucked out to place first in my age group? Besides the gift card (gone already on a much-needed new swim suit!), they also gave out free tickets to an Astros game, and age group winners were invited to participate in a short pre-race ceremony.  My husband loves baseball so we decided to turn it into a date night out on Wednesday evening.

Walking out on the field

I got there just in time, and ended up at the end of the line.  We all took pictures of the players, although I couldn’t tell you their names.

They displayed our times on the giant screens, and took the camera back and forth across our faces while we all waved and smiled.  That was about it!

Afterwards, I headed up to my seat.  I like baseball for a couple of hours, and then I’m done.  We made it to the 7th inning stretch.

And treated ourselves to some ball park food… a hot dog for Jared, ice cream for me.  :)

Finally, I am featured on Fit Mom in Training today, go check it out! :)

Am I the only one who struggles to make it to the end of a baseball game?

And, what I’d really love to know, would you consider a triathlon?