Crazy Week…..

After I finished my first marathon, my family ask me if I would run another. I immediately said “hell no” as I hobbled around.

The next day…I thought “maybe”

The second day after, I’m already planning and researching “which one”

Crazy huh?

I started running again 5 days after my marathon and I have run everyday since. But now, I’m running for pleasure and fitness and I have been reintroduced to why I love running.

I have enjoyed all my runs very much this week. 🙂

On My Run Route Yesterday in STL
On My Run Route Yesterday in STL

My work schedule has been a bit hard on me. I’m in St. Louis for a Kaizen event and the event has been starting at 6pm until 2:30am. I can barely hold my eyes open after midnight so there’s that and then driving back to my apartment at 2:30 in the morning is another issue. But I am enjoying working with this group of people so the night goes fast.

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They are feeding us bad/good food and I’m picking up a few pounds and not feeling too good about that….fried chicken,pizza, sub sandwiches, bbq……

Yesterday, I was feeling some muscle aches so I took the day off running and went walking through Forest Park and visited the Art Museum.

St. Louis Art Museum in Forest Park
St. Louis Art Museum in Forest Park

The colors are so beautiful that it’s like eye candy and I couldn’t snap enough pictures. I ended up walking 2 hours so I burned some calories that way and enjoyed my day.

Beauty at Daniel's Secret Island
Beauty at Daniel’s Secret Island

I’m also taking advantage of trying some restaurants that I haven’t tried in Central West End….company dime, of course! 🙂

I feel very fat this week. I have to make sure I stay very disciplined after this week is over. I’ll also be starting the 21 day “no junk food” again once I get home and on schedule.

Bibimbap — at BBC CAFE & BAR.
Bibimbap — at BBC CAFE & BAR.
Cajun Spiced Trout - Blackened Ruby Red Trout with Pea and Corn Risotto with chili lime glaze for lunch. (at Gamlin Whiskey House)
Cajun Spiced Trout – Blackened Ruby Red Trout with Pea and Corn Risotto with chili lime glaze for lunch. (at Gamlin Whiskey House)

On Tuesday, I went downtown to visit the Oscar Tavares memorial that is near the Stan Musial statue at Busch Stadium. It’s very sad and he was such a promising, young baseball player. A 22-year-old and his 18-year-old girlfriend were killed in a car crash in his home country of Dominican Republic.

St. Louis Saying "RIP"
St. Louis Saying “RIP”

My work day starts at 3 pm today which I wasn’t crazy about. That means no real-time today to do anything. I had planned a lunch with my son but he hasn’t called yet which is not unusual. It’s usually me who has to make the efforts to do things with him and I just don’t think I’ll be doing that today. Most of the time, I only hear from him when he needs something….so today, he’ll have to call me.

It’s cloudy and cold today and I’m tired so no running again today. I’ll try to get some miles in the morning. A short day tomorrow and maybe Halloween with the kiddies.

I haven’t had time to even read up on my favorite wordpress blogs so hopefully I get to catch up soon!

Also, Missouri is proud of the Kansas City Royals….great year and a good series.

” A grandmother pretends she doesn’t know who you are on Halloween.” ~Erma Bombeck

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Better Than Perfect

I’ve been so busy this weekend that I haven’t had a chance to update.

I have another work training week in St. Louis this week so I drove up by myself again on Friday. I really hate leaving Kevin and the dogs. I miss them very much but I’ve also enjoyed my time here. It feels like “me time!”

The weather has been incredible and the fall colors are indescribable.

When I got into St. Louis Friday afternoon, I decided to go for my first run since the marathon last Sunday. It was a sluggish 3 miles and my legs felt like lead but the neighborhood and weather was beautiful plus I ran for fun and I enjoyed it.

I showered and dressed up a bit and ate at a restaurant that I’ve been wanting to go to for a long time “Evangeline’s Bistro”…..a touch of New Orleans in St. Louis. I had Duck and a drink called “Champagne and Lace!” It’s a beautiful restaurant that plays jazz and the food was excellent.

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I got up feeling so good on Saturday morning that I decided to run. I ran 4 miles and I felt great! I enjoyed that run so much that I remembered why I liked running. I felt like a kid running.

After my shower, I went to the plaza and watched the kids and pets in their Halloween parade. James, Daniel and Sadie came over and we ate lunch at Gringos. I kept the kids for a while while James run some errands and Daniel spend the night. We had a great time. 🙂

I spent time with both the kids today and we played in all the leaves at Forest Park.

Fall is especially beautiful this year.

Also, I order new running shoes that I’ve wanted to try and I found a great discount so it was time. They should arrive at my home tomorrow but I’m not home!

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I’ve had a better than perfect day. Anytime I spend time with Daniel and Sadie…it’s a good day.

Tonight after I walked around the neighborhood for a couple of hours, I showered and went to another restaurant that I have been wanting to try for a long time. “Taste

I had the best dish that I’ve ever had in all my vast restaurant experience. And a great atmosphere.

~RIP Oscar Tavares (St. Louis Cardinals)~

Mama, Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Fatties

I want to do a bit of a rant about parents of overweight children.

Look around you, count the kids you see for 10 minutes…then do a ratio of overweight to non-overweight. Astounding!

As a kid growing up fat, I especially have a sensitiveness about overweight girls.

This may not be politically correct but I think there are too many parents and particularly mothers telling their little girls that they are beautiful no matter what size they are.

That may be true and it’s important to help them develop self-esteem but what about their health?

I get so sick of people blowing off their overweightedness and calling themselves curvy. You know..you see the “memes” all over Facebook.

Curvy is Marilyn Monroe…not a young woman who weighs 250 lbs or more!

I don’t advocate for bone skinny people either. I advocate for healthy!

Can it be that hard to explain to your children that eating too much, consuming junk food and sitting around playing video games will cause them to be unhealthy?

I don’t think you have to make the overweight children suffer and never give them goodies, just limit them and explain it and guide them to healthier snacks.

Could it hurt to explain to them the importance of eating healthy food most of the time, sugar snacks within moderation and going outside and to play?

Another thing that pisses me off, the government trying to regulate school lunches to make kids eat healthier. That will never work! It’s the parents or adults in those kids lives who should teach, control and regulate what they should eat. Teach it not mandate it!

According to the American Heart Association, 1 in 3 children are overweight.

In children ages 2 – 19 years old

  • For non-Hispanic whites, 17.5 percent of males and 14.7 percent of females.
  • For non-Hispanic blacks, 22.6 percent of males and 24.8 percent of females.
  • For Mexican Americans, 28.9 percent of males and 18.6 percent of females. 

I was an overweight girl by the time I went to 1st grade. I still don’t know why because my brothers and sisters were not overweight. So I can’t necessarily blame it on what I ate because I ate what they ate….except more.

Truthfully, I am the pot calling the kettle black. I did not encourage my son to eat right either. His diet growing up was fast and junkie food most of the time. As he got to be a young teen, he cared less and less about exercise and playing outside. Video games became his past time. I am deeply ashamed of that. I wish I had a do-over. He is still suffering from that now at 35 yeas old.

I am happy that they are teaching my grandkiddies about healthy lifestyles. Daniel and Sadie will grow up understanding that junkie snacks are a treat and not part of their diet. 🙂

Weight problems and obesity in children cause health problems such as:

  • type 2 diabetes
  • high blood pressure
  • high cholesterol
  • bone and joint problems
  • asthma
  • restless or disordered sleep patterns
  • liver and gall bladder disease
  • depression and low self-esteem

Also, teens who are overweight are more likely to commit suicide than other teens.


Maybe I am being judgemental because I spent most of my life as an obese person so what gives me the right.

My rant stemmed from last night.

I was standing in line at a grocery store in the checkout line behind an obese woman with a buggy full of food and 2 very obese children standing beside her. This girl and boy could neither have been 10 years old. That entire buggy was full of junky food for that family to eat. I did not see one healthy item put on that belt. Her total food cost was like $160 of pure shit.

I looked at those little kids and my heart was breaking. I wanted so bad to ask that mama did she not love her kids.

I know what I wanted to say was totally none of my business and would be hurtful to people which is why I would NEVER say it and only write about it on my blog.

“More die in the United States of too much food than of too little” ― John Kenneth Galbraith

Marathon Training Didn’t Prepare Me For……

I am still a bit overwhelmed by the whole training and marathon journey. Even still my stomach has a bit of the jitters just thinking about it. I am barely sore. I healed amazingly. I can barely tell I ran 26.2 miles.

While I am a little disappointed in my time, at one point, I just knew the knee injury would end my journey at mile 20 or so….so, after that it was “just finish” in whatever shape that I could! 🙂 I was well on track to finish under my goal time until mile 20ish. Then survival instinct kicked in. I had to finish.

My training taught me so much. I tried to imagine every scenario that I could so I could deal with it once it happened.

The thing that it did not prepare for was the mental aspect of splitting off from the half marathon people.

Up until the split, I ran with happy, colorful and energetic people. I felt motivated and encouraged. I was with my husband and that gave me comfort. At mile 10, the event people directed me down one chute and Kevin in another. I cried and waved to him. Then I noticed that all those fun, lively people went in Kevin’s direction. I didn’t see anyone close in front of me or behind me.

As I turned to look towards the route….it looked so lonely and hard…and it was a long incline. It hit me hard that I was in a different place in my run than I’ve ever been in.

Of course I saw people ahead and knew people were behind but we were not packs like before the split. The rest of the 16 miles was almost totally in my head. It was hard for me to grasp the loneliness. I had not trained at all for that. I wanted to go with Kevin at that split. I wanted to go home. I wanted a beer! 🙂

I met a few characters along the way.

One character “Bob” talked never stopping for a breath. It was nice for a while but I needed him to shut up! 🙂 He and I encountered each other a few more times. He talked a lot each time. He was a social runner. He was also dressed in so many clothes that he looked like a clown. He told me his wife had died a few years back so he just runs half marathons and marathons. We talked of pit bulls, no fly lists, ebola…etc. I was entertained and inspired. I thought he was considerably older than me but I later saw his age and he was just a couple of years older than me.

I saw other inspiring people. One lady was 80 plus years old. She was the last runner to finish. I met her on my loop back towards the finish line and she was just headed south on that long stretch. A medic vehicle was following her. I didn’t see her finish, but I saw later that she did finish!

One man pulled his calf muscle and limped so bad that I knew each step was hurting him…but he kept slugging along. I passed him about a mile from the finish line. I don’t know if he finished but I bet he did.

One lady who stayed ahead of me for all of the race until mile 25….had stopped her run and was walking. When I caught up with her, we chatted. It was her first marathon. She was a nurse. She told me she was glad she took vacation for the next day. I was hoping that she and I could finish together but she said she could not run anymore due to a very painful hip. So we told each good luck and I ran on. I noticed that she finished. 🙂

I saw a young man running with an older man. Maybe it was his father or grandfather.  It was obvious that the young man was an athlete and could have been elite. He stuck by the older man’s side and kept him going with encouragement.

Of course the cheering crowds thinned out by the time I finished. I thanked police officers who helped, I thanked the event people who yelled and cheered me and others that we could do this! I made an effort to smile most of the time that I ran upon cameras! 🙂

I learned that if kids line up to give you “high fives” give them “high fives”. I ran under a couple of human bridges made by little girl cheerleaders.

There were 2 firemen running in full gear for a fallen comrade.

There was a lady about my age running with a full military backpack for her son who was killed in Afghanistan.

One couple (man and woman) were running each with 1 drumstick. I ask. They were running for their son who died the previous year from cancer. He loved running and playing the drums.

There were several churches with people out in front cheering on the people and blessing us. I embraced it and thanked them. I even got a hug from a nun. I needed all the blessings that I could get. 🙂

During that long, lonely journey on the back half, I thought of my brother, Jimmy who is in critical health awaiting a liver transplant. I thought of my baby sister, Barbara who looks to me like a hero and I still am humbled by that. I thought of my son and daughter in law who are raising the 2 most important things in my life and the wonderful job that they have done.

I thought of pretty little Sadie and her sweet and bossy personality.

I thought of Daniel who I adore. He has run 5ks with me. He did the squat challenge with me. (he’s up to 1771 squats he informed me) He encourages me no matter what I do. I especially thought of him when Katy Perry “Firework” came on my playlist and the dance he did to that dressed up in the Link (of Zelda) one Halloween a few years ago at a party. I also thought of a time I showed him a picture of me holding him as a baby when I weighed 300 lbs. I said “I’m not a very pretty Momeye (what he calls me) am I? He said, “Momeye, you have always been beautiful.” 🙂

I thought of my mom and dad who have been gone from the earth many years and wondered if they would be proud or get a kick out of me foolishly running 26.2 miles with no one chasing me! 🙂

I thought of Peyton and Eli. I wondered if they thought we were not coming back to the apartment that day to feed and pee them! I also sadly thought of the day that I might lose them.

Most of all, I remembered why I loved Kevin and regretted not showing it the way that I should. He has been my rock of support. Anyone would be proud to have that. I am a lucky woman.

When I came into the home stretch like a strong runner and not beaten down by the previous 26.2 miles and saw my loved ones smiling at the finish line, the emotions hit hard.

I felt like a champion.

“The marathon’s about being in contention over the last 10K. That’s when it’s about what you have in your core. You have run all the strength, all the superficial fitness out of yourself, and it really comes down to what’s left inside you. To be able to draw deep and pull something out of yourself is one of the most tremendous things about the marathon.” ~Rob de Castella

I am a Marathoner

Less than 1% of the people in the world can say that they have completed a marathon.


I did get a fairly good night’s rest last night. I normally don’t sleep at all before a big run. I even woke up before the alarm went off.

I ate my oatmeal, bagel and coffee. I had everything laid out and showered the night before.

We drove downtown St. Louis very early and it was still very dark. They were already barricading the streets when we were trying to find parking.

I met up with some FB runner friends. We socialized and made pictures. It’s good to finally meet them after sharing running stories on FB for so long. 🙂

The weather was cool…just like I like it. I felt good and energetic. There were so many people there for the half, full and relay. I think something like 30,000 people were registered. The sun was coming in between the Gateway Arch which was incredibly beautiful.

We ran by Busch Stadium and I always get excited and chill bumps when I go by the home of my Cardinals. The first 10 miles went quickly and with no issues. The neighborhoods are beautiful and the  leaves were golden and crimson. People were out in their neighborhoods cheering with their children holding signs and giving high fives.

At mile 9, I passed the kids house and Daniel and his family gave me and Popeye (Kevin) hugs and water. Sadie started crying wanting me to take her. I love those kids!

Kevin and I ran together until about mile 10 and our route split. He ran the half. After they split us off, I actually cried because there were fewer people where I was going and that road looked long and hard. It is better running with a lot of people. So the rest of the route was fairly lonely except for a few friends I made along the way.

I felt so good physically that I had to consciously slow my pace down because this was my first marathon and I just wanted to finish. I was afraid of going to fast and burning out. I took plenty of fuel (GU). I hydrated well on the run.

At mile 19 or so….my left knee felt like it was giving out. The pain got worse and I was basically shuffling my way through it. I have had minor knee pain but nothing like this. My knee felt like it was going to buckle. At that point, I felt strongly that I would not be able to finish. I ran through that pain and after about 3 miles of the pain either it quit or I just got immune to the pain.

It is true, no training prepares you for mile 20 on. I gained some energy in the last mile and finished strong like a runner!

Kevin, James, Allison, Daniel and Sadie all greeted me at the end. My son and Daniel were the first to get to me. I broke down crying in my sons arms. He told me he was proud of me. That might be the first time he has told me that. That made me pretty happy. Of course Daniel was proud for me and reminded me how he helped me by doing the squat challenge with me! 🙂

I did the big ugly cry when Kevin go to me. He had tears in his eyes. He has been my rock through all this training and bore the brunt of all my frustrations, complaining and crying.

I did it!!! I still can’t believe it. It’s over and I made it.

I hobbled to an early dinner with the kids. I had said before the marathon that if I finished, I wanted “Pi Pizza” for my recovery meal. That’s where we went. It’s so awesome, it shouldn’t be called a pizza. Kevin and I came back to the apartment. I showered, rolled out my legs and now I’m relaxing watching football.

We stayed in St. Louis tonight and heading back to Columbia tomorrow.

It was a good day. I’m exhausted and euphoric.

It was beautiful. It was hard. I thought a few times that I would not make it. I shed a few tears along the way. I was even crying when I ran over the finish line and the photograher must have caught it.

I am a marathoner.

“If you feel bad at 10 miles, you’re in trouble. If you feel bad at 20 miles, you’re normal. If you don’t feel bad at 26 miles, you’re abnormal.” – Rob de Castella

Let’s Rock ‘n Roll….

And so it’s here…almost.

I ate well, hydrated, rested, visited my kiddies, played with dogs, spent a fortune at the Runner’s Expo.

My gear is all laid out.

I’ve done my toe care, used my foam roller and add-a-day roller on my quads, calves and hamstrings. I even shaved my legs but I’m wearing calf compressions so who is going to see? haha I’ve recharged my ipod and made my playlist.

My stomach is a ball of nerves. I’d had bouts of giddiness and crying. I’ve gone from relaxed and zen to bouncing off the walls and imagining every part of my body is hurting.

I want to rest well tonight but I know that’s not going to happen. I’ll get up at 4:30ish, eat my oatmeal and half bagel and of course my strong coffee.

We are meeting up with a Facebook run group for pictures at the Opera House near the start of the race.

Kevin is injured but I think he is still going to attempt the half. I suspect we won’t stay together like we have in the past. At the 10 mile marker, our routes will do different directions.

We pass by Daniel’s house and he says he’s going to be outside and giving water. 🙂

I bought these today and wish I had bought them months ago. The cute, young rep used it on me and rolled out my right calf and it made a world of difference.

Things going through my mind: I should have trained harder, I should have taken some more weight off, I shouldn’t have signed up for this fucking thing, what if I don’t finish and disappoint so many people who seem proud of me…especially Daniel, wish I hadn’t told anyone….so many things.

This time tomorrow, one way or the other…it will be over.

“80 percent of success is just showing up.”  — Woody Allen

 

A Snake vs. a Runner

My nerves are on edge. I can’t sleep. I am even having trouble eating. My stomach is upset.

There is a live snake loose in my basement!

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This last week before the marathon, I am supposed to: have small and enjoyable runs, eat well, sleep lots, hydrate, rest up, relax like a queen this week…but Kevin found a snake in our basement.

Our basement is finished and a part of our living quarters. My big bathroom is in the basement. My weights, kettlebells, bosu ball, jump rope, boxing bag and treadmill are in my basement.

We are stunned and not sure how he got in. It’s been raining constantly for 6 days now so maybe he came through a drain trying to warm up….but however that fucker got in there…he’s there.

And to make matters worse, Kevin had him captured and he got away. According to Kevin, he was in a hurry to get to work and he didn’t want to kill it so he put a plastic container over him and put a kettlebell of top of the container to contain him.

Now, I was raised on a farm and I’ve been around snakes. You cannot contain a snake for long. They are much like mice and can get in and out of the smallest of areas. Anyway, when Kevin went home for lunch yesterday, the snake was gone! I will never understand him leaving our house with a live snake in a container….but I’m not Kevin. Remember once I told you how different he and I are? Yeah…well.

If there’s anything worse than finding a snake in your home, it might be “not” finding a snake in your home that you know is still in your home!

Last night, I needed to run 3 miles and because of the rain, I was going to run on the treadmill. But…..a snake is in the basement where my treadmill is. I waited until Kevin got home and he went looking for the snake while I ran on the treadmill and took a shower.

I’m not terribly afraid of snakes. I run across them often while I run. Still, we are not sure if he is venomous. Most people we showed the picture to say he is not.

I’m hanging on to that thought!

We went through parts of the basement and looked for him by shaking, kicking and screaming obscenities at him or her. God forbid she is a pregnant female.

We sprinkled cornstarch all around the perimeter of the main basement and my bathroom. That way we could tell if he came back into that area. We set glue traps in the storage unit where my washer, dryers, boxing bag and a refrigerator along with boxes of junk. We believe that he/she is in there. I know glue traps are cruel but we need to catch this snake or I’m moving out!

I couldn’t even sleep last night worrying about him coming upstairs to our main floor….where we eat, sleep and play! Peyton and Eli aren’t much help because they are afraid of everything except humans. 🙂

Anyway….we will monitor the cornstarch for movement and hope the snake crawls across the glue trap. Maybe we can then help set him free outside……or cut him in half with a garden hoe….like we did on the farm! Ok, we don’t want to do that. My mother is watching down on me from above and would not like that. 🙂

My nerves are growing for the upcoming marathon. I just want this over. When it’s over and I have completed, I feel confident that I will miss all of what I have been through getting there…..and it may start over again. 🙂

4 miles, tonight….2 miles tomorrow night…..26.2 on Sunday! 🙂 🙂 🙂

“The person who starts the marathon is not the same person who finishes” ~unknown 

“The marathon. How an average runner becomes more than average.” ~-New Balance

 

A Strawberry Split and a Marathon

My hope is that this time next week, I will be sore, exhausted, hungry, happy and a marathoner. 🙂

That is my hope….but I have one worry….that I will not be a completer.

I am entering the last week of taper and I already have butterflies in my stomach.

I finished the last of my longer Saturday runs. I ran 8.5 miles yesterday and I will say it may have been the best run of my life.

I had been feeling so sluggish and worried that I had not eaten properly or drank enough water….I also worried that I had put on a few pounds.

It was a scheduled 8 mile run and I decided to run it from my apartment to downtown St. Louis. I did it solo because Kevin stayed home with Daniel. I didn’t even worry about doing it by myself because 8 miles doesn’t seem too long…and it was a cool morning. I knew I would only need the water that I took in my handheld. I didn’t take a lot of fuel but did consume shot blocks.

There were protesters downtown in St. Louis because another police shooting took place where an 18-year-old was killed. The protesters seemed to be peaceful so I didn’t worry about it.

I’ll say it again….that 8 miles was my best run! I started out a bit slow and sluggish but at mile 4, I started to feel like I had wings on my feet! I even got that elusive runner’s high and kept it for several miles. I felt great. My splits were negative from mile 4 on and my last several miles were under 10 pace which is huge for me!

Now, I never expected that nor will I attempt that in my marathon but I felt giddy during that run. I know it must have shown on my face because people were smiling and waving at me along the route.

After the run, I still felt a bit buzzed for hours after and not a bit tired.

Now, I know it’s not 26.2 but after more than a few runs and some even shorter than 8 miles made me feel like crying….it was good to finish my last Saturday long run on that high. 🙂

I worry that I am not ready but on that morning, I think I’ll feel excited. Like I’ve said before, I am not a speed runner by any means….but I do have stamina and I am counting on that next Sunday! I just want to finish on my feet with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes.

This has been a crazy journey for me. From almost 300 lbs on September 29, 2009 to the arduous marathon training with blood, sweat and tears….to marathoner? Can that happen for me??

I don’t know how I will handle it if I don’t finish….whether it be because of fatigue or an injury. I just don’t know. I don’t want to talk or think about that.

My goal for the coming week is to eat healthy, rest, eat plenty of carbs, hydrate well, enjoy my little runs…and try to relax. I will be working so that will help the mental aspect. The weather is much cooler now so that makes it more pleasurable and not as hard on my body.

Marathons have been in the air lately and I kept track of things happening at the Chicago Marathon. I was so proud for all those people. But I am most proud of people like me who struggle to finish. I admire the fast runners and competitors…but my heart is with the ones who never thought they could…like me.


I had another great weekend with my kiddies. Grand-friends day at Daniel’s school was so good. Kevin and I beamed with pride when he showed us his work. He’s very smart, creative, funny, and caring. Of course all grandparents say that about their kids…but Daniel really is! 🙂

Daniel and Me at Grand-Friends Day

We checked him out of school early and spent the next 2 days with him. We even went to an old fashioned fountain shop and he had his first banana split. When they brought that beautiful masterpiece to the table, his eyes got so big! He even mentioned he could check that off his list….I didn’t know kids had bucket lists! 🙂

I Feel Like a Kid When I’m With Him

We kept Sadie and Daniel all afternoon yesterday and I was happy, relaxed and worn out! She is a bossy little 20 month old! She reminds me of…me!

My Girl, Sadie
They are Perfect

I’m back at my Columbia home for the first time in over a week. It feels so good. Kevin made a delicious and healthy chicken tortilla soup for dinner. I’m watching my Cardinals and hopefully they will play better than they did last night. I’m now all charged, relaxed and ready for my final week of taper and hopefully, this time next week….I will a marathoner grandma!

♥Go St. Louis Cardinals♥

“But I also realize that winning doesn’t always mean getting first place; it means getting the best out of yourself.” ~ Meb Keflezighi

Eating Down the House

Truthfully, I have enjoyed my time at the apartment all alone!

The Six Sigma Kaizen training is going well and I have learned a lot. I have had this training before but wanted the new certification. I would be excited about going back to my job and practice my skills but I work for a redneck dick who makes fun of new ideas that he didn’t think of. He only pretends to his superiors that he wants and desires his managers to get this training but he doesn’t. Shame…I want the certification so I can use it with or without him.

I have managed to get in all my runs so far because they are much shorter than normal. I have been eating badly and often. I have snacked on candy that they set on our tables during the training. I’ve eaten fried chicken, pizza, sushi, candy, cakes, donuts….you name it!

Lobster and Soft Shell Crab Sushi Rolls from Kampai Sushi.
Lobster and Soft Shell Crab Sushi Rolls from Kampai Sushi.

And with the decreased running means decreased calorie burn. I’m embarrassed that I cannot control this. The worse part is during the training, they bring food and snacks in for us and I eat it…..all of it!

I do feel like I am gaining weight and that is the last think I need is to go into running 26.2 miles with extra pounds. I will make an extra effort to eat well and proper calories for the rest of the time up to the marathon and beyond.

I don’t know if I am happy my running has slowed down or upset. One good thing is that the training has kept me busy and tired. I get home to my apartment, run, eat dinner, shower and go to bed….well, after watching my Cardinals beat the Dodgers!

I do miss Kevin, Peyton and Eli. They come in to town tomorrow night. I am afraid my dogs have forgotten me.

I went to visit Daniel and Sadie a bit tonight. I love those kids! Grand-friends day at Daniel’s school is Friday and Kevin and I will be happy to go. I love doing that each year. Daniel is always really proud to show us what he has learned and show us around his school.

My training day should be short tomorrow. I need to run 4 miles after that. I have managed my schedule very well this week….well, except for the eating schedule. That’s an all day schedule. 🙂

I see my boys tomorrow night!

I’ll try to catch up on my favorite blogs very soon!

“The thirst you feel in your throat and lungs will be gone minutes after the race is over. The pain in your legs within days, but the glory of your finish will last forever.” ~unknown

Some Days Are Gold

Daniel spend the night last night and fell asleep beside me before we could even do our normal talks about all the girls he has a crush on this week.

Firetrucks woke us both up at about 3am at the apartment building across the street. But we quickly went back to sleep. I slept like a baby.

We were back up for breakfast and headed to Forest Park. We explored, went to old secret places, fed ducks, found cool clam shells, skipped rocks, pretended we had superpowers….basically saved St. Louis from zombies.

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Daniel said something today that made me stop and smile…and think. He was climbing high up on a monument so he could get a better look at the city.

Me: Daniel, what if you fall?

Daniel: What if I don’t?

We should all live our lives with that simple statement in mind…from the mouth and mind of a 7 year old. 🙂


Allison and Sadie joined us at Brasserie for brunch. James worked today. After a delicious, healthy and leisurely brunch, we went to the zoo for the rest of the day.

This day made my heart happy….♥♥♥♥

The weather could not have been more perfect. It was 65-70 and sunny all day. And all the animals at the zoo were out and about for a change!

We went to the petting zoo where Sadie chased the goats trying to brush them. She had her first carousel ride.

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My body felt good. I was relaxed. I had tons of energy. I smiled and laughed a lot. I enjoyed my kiddies and Allison.

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It was a perfect day. I could write the rest of the night and not express how good this day was.

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Allison and the kids dropped me off at my apartment. I even ran half a mile to our local grocery and shopped for dinner tonight and breakfast in the morning.

Even though Monday is a rest day, I think I will try to get a run in early in the morning. My running schedule is Tuesday – 4miles, Wednesday – 6 miles, Thursday – 3, Saturday 8.

My work (kaizen leader) training starts tomorrow afternoon 1-5pm about 15 miles away from my apartment. The rest of the week will be 8-5 T, W, Th and Grandparents day at Daniel’s school on Friday.

If I could choose one day to end my life on, it would be today.

The idea that no one is perfect is a view most commonly held by people with no grandchildren.” ~ Doug Larson