I Am Still Alive...

After the race, I can't believe I am smiling, cause I really felt like I was on the verge of death

My parents came to support, they were so proud. My mother actually shed a few tears... :)

We were pretty pumped about our shirts!!!

This guy was at mile 8 holding this sign, it made me laugh..hopefully it was a joke though..can you imagine???

This is the scenery of our run! It was BEAUTIFUL!!! Although I will say, I am excited to do a run in a city...I got a little bored of the horses and cows by mile 9.

Well, girls I did it. I am so happy it is over. It was months of training and anticipation and it was all over in 2 hours and 13 minutes. I will say that I am proud of myself..without being boastful..I mean, my time was good for me (the fastest guy did it in 1 hour and 5 minutes...REALLY?!!!- that means 5 minute miles the whole time..I seriously don't know how that is even possible ) I was expecting it to take longer, but I was able to stay on my pace the whole time and even though I felt like I was dying and swore during mile 11 that this was the stupidest thing I had ever done and that I would never, EVER do it again... I am already getting ready to sign up for half marathon #2 ( I think in Chicago on August 2nd...Kirra DO IT WITH ME!!!!) It's true what they say...you kinda get a little "marathon bug" and I have got it now. So we'll see, I am by no means out to improve my time by tons, but I wouldn't mind shaving a couple minutes off each time I do one and I mostly just like the way you feel after you accomplish something like that. I can say this, I WILL NEVER EVER DO A FULL MARATHON. I honestly don't think my knees could take it and I can't even imagine running for over 4 hours!

Here Goes Nothin'

The time has come to run my half marathon. Saturday is approaching fast and all I can say is ... I AM SCARED! I have a bit of a sick stomach everytime I think about running 13.1 miles...I mean, really..WHAT WAS I THINKING! But I am going to do it, which means I am accomplishing a goal that I have had for a long time, so I am sure I will feel pretty good in the end..even if I can't walk or take care of my children for a few days. I will say that watching the Biggest Loser on Tuesday night gave me some major motivation...I mean if they can run a whole marathon...surely I can do a half...right? I sure hope so!

Palm Springs

Hailey and Macalan

The dads and the babies

Taeden loved their dog cooper

After a long day in the pool

Taeden "swimming"

We had a moment of spontenaity last weekend when we were sitting on our couch Sunday afternoon. Our good friends Lacey and Anthon were in Palm Springs for the week and had invited us to join them a few weeks ago..however, we had kind of forgotten until Anthon texted Brandon on Sunday. Within minutes we had decided, shoot, lets just do it. Brandon had decided he would take Monday off and we piled into our car with our things in a laundry basket, yes, we packed in a laundry basket...a little ghetto, if I do say so myself, and we were on our way. We were suprised that it only took us two hours to get there and we were so happy with ourselves for being so spontaneous...with our two small children (this doesn't happen very often with me...being the planner type that I am). Anyways, it paid off...we had the best time with our friends! They had a beautiful house there with a pool and hot tub and we just enjoyed being with Lacey, Anthon and their daughter Hailey. The boys did great too. Taeden still thinks that he is the olympic swimmer that he thought he was last summer, taking no time at all to dive into the pool by himself (don't worry we were there to catch him!) He absolutely loved the water and spent most of his waking moments "swimming"...He has no fear of drowning apparently, which is scary and has me realizing I won't be taking him and Macalan swimming by myself (not enough hands) until he has some lessons. It is fun though, that he isn't scared to go under the water and should make for a fun summer in the water. We ended up staying until Tuesday and drove home in the afternoon. We were so happy we got to spend time with our friends and just wish they would move back already! :)

Cute Face, Hair...Not so Cute!

Brandon and I had the lovely idea of cutting Taedens hair on our own...at home. Big mistake. Things were going alright (with the usual bribing of everything sweet in our house!)...the quiet ended as soon as the clippers were turned on. (We had started the process with scissors). Anyways, it turns out our son is literally petrified by anything that makes noise...ie, the blender, hairdryer, lawn mower...the list could go on. So of course the idea of getting the clippers anywhere close to his head...was just not going to happen. So we gave up, yep, in the middle of the haircut, we gave in to his pitiful screams and flailing of the body. We figured we would need at least 3 adults to actually continue at that point. So for now, the boys face is still pretty cute..but if you see us around...Please do not look closely at the hair. It is not cute. We are currently waiting for my sister in law, who is a hairdresser, to come visit...3 weeks and counting!