Seven Months as a MRS.

The Wonderful Things:

• We are off to Mexico this weekend. We decided to delay our "actual" honeymoon until winter, when we would want to get out of northern Minnesota and go someplace warm. We went to Bayfield, Wisconsin for a few days after getting married (which was way fun) but now we are off to Puerto Vallarta and using a week from my parents time share (thanks mom and dad)
• We were talking that this is really the first real trip we have taken together other than our trip to Bayfield or to visit family and dear friends (which sort of counts as a vacation but doesn't) - we are jazzed to be flying somewhere. Whoop Whoop
• I think we have almost everything switched over to our new address - every time I think we have a good handle on this we have totally forgotten something else. Thank God for the United States Postal Service and their ability to forward mail.
• I LOVE LOVE LOVE our new house. Seriously.
• I hope to post about it soon

The Things No One Warns You About:

• when boys get sick it sucks - the world ends. enough said.
• Moving sucks as much as it is amazing

The Miscellaneous Things:

• Ahhh yes, I have fallen off the blogging deep end. December was nuts with our houses, yes houses, it took a bit longer than we anticipated for our old house to sell it kept getting delayed and what not (read super annoying) and we ended up being able to move into our new house a few weeks earlier than our old house sold. I seriously think for my sanity this was our best option, I can't imagine having staying in our old house because we each had a laundry basket of clothes, a spoon, a fork, a bowl, no plates, one towel, and minimal anything else. It was nuts. I would have been climbing the walls. Anyways, long story short, we got moved. Whoop Whoop. And our house is sold and we don't have to worry about it. Whoop Whoop.
• I do plan to hop back on the blogging world, life got nuts and ahead me and this is fell behind. Sooo after we return from Mexico (we get back on the 18th) - know that this will come back into action. No promises until then.

I can't believe we have been married seven months already, time flies for sure. Time boggles my mind, to me it feels like days crawl by at times and sometimes fly but weeks for sure fly by and months I don't even have a word to mark how fast they seem to be going. 

Here is to getting back in the saddle soon on the blog. I miss writing.

The Runner's High

I absolutely live for the runner's high. After being sick for a couple weeks I finally got back in the swing of running and it is starting to feel good again. While it usually takes me a a good half mile to really get into any run, the after effect is always amazing. I love the feeling post a great run. Mind you the first few steps of going to get my running shoes, putting them on and running that first half mile is always a struggle, some days I think nearly anything can distract me from getting in a run. Some days it is not an issue at all and others, are just rough.

Once I am into the run I enjoy the process, I enjoy challenging myself to go just one more mile, and pick up the pace just a little bit, I enjoy pushing myself to see exactly how far I can push myself. Half of running for me is a mental game, can I overcome the mental game is the general battle I wage. Don't get me wrong it is a physical game as well, I must overcome what my body tells me I can and cannot do but more importantly I fight against my own mind telling me that what I am doing is not possible.

The runner's high at the end of a race, I look forward to it, I crave it, I enjoy it while it lasts, and it is enough to motivate me to get up the next day and do it all again.



What motivates you to get up and run?
What do you fight against on your way to workout?

Thankful

Today I give thanks for the physician's assistant who perscribed me meds. Seriously, after fighting whatever I am fighting (she thinks my body is now battling several things due to how long it has stretched out). I am thankful that she slowed down enough to listen to what I had to say and trusted me that I wasn't just seeking meds but really wasn't feeling well and that it was time to give me something to help aleviate whatever my body is fighting. Thanks be to God for caring doctors, nurses, and physician's assistants. I have never been so very excited to pick up a perscription. Although I would guess most times I am picking one up I am generally fairly jazzed as I don't go in unless I am fairly sick. Now to hope that the meds to their job and kick in rapidly.

Sick

Dear sickness invading my body,
   You have had your four days and I am over you, okay so I am clearly not over you as I still feel like crap. I have tried going to the doctor (which for me is a huge step) and they say you are viral and there is nothing I can do other than let my body battle you. I am annoyed with you. My throat hurts and my nose is like a faucet. I am taking vitamin c to combat you as well as drinking far more water than I can fathom. Yesterday I tried to flush you out with over 150 ounces of water. Leave me alone.
    Truth be told what annoys me more than being sick is the training you are screwing up. Do you know that I am running a half marathon on the 20th? While I am thankful you didn't show up over that weekend, I am still over the top annoyed. I can't make up for the training lost or the miles I wish I had run. I can't make up for wanting to get in one more super hard long run and you screwed it up. Three-fourths of the way through you make me incapable of finishing what I had started, I was coughing and my throat stinging. You annoy me. GO AWAY and do not come back, you aren't welcome.
     When you leave please also don't go to anyone else. So far you have stayed away from my fiance (which I am not certain how as he as sat on the couch next to me as I coughed and coughed and coughed, not to mention he leans over and kisses me goodnight when he is leaving each night) please continue to do so. I need to keep training, I need to keep running, I need to be able to talk on the phone to run and not sound like I do. So please please please, leave me alone.
Love,
  Me