Tuesday, May 15, 2012

number 12

a few months ago, i mentioned to betsy, my roommate from college, that it would be fun to run the indy mini-marathon together.  she surprisingly said yes quite quickly and we both signed up.  almost immediately after hitting "register", we both felt a pang of fear and "why did we think this was a good idea?"  regardless, we trained, suffered pains our non-runner selves weren't used to, and made it to the start line on may 5th.

our goal was to jog the whole thing and finish.  we did just that.  but the funny thing about both of us is that we are pretty competitive people.  not necessarily with each other, but just knowing that we could have do better.  betsy immediately was saying, "we could have easily shaved off twenty minutes of our time.  it was just too crowded!" and i felt the strong desire to get in a faster corral and beat my time (2:38:39) next year!  i have to admit that passing each person brought such joy on the track.  i know that i came in 18,303rd, but it felt good passing the person that came in 18,304th.  i'm pretty sure i was just beaming the entire time, looking like a fool thinking "i'm doing this!  i'm doing this!  holy crap!  i'm doing this".  instead of this being a "cross this off my life list" type of thing, i think it has turned into a lifelong competition with myself.   and i am even thinking of signing up for a marathon.  now that is just crazy!

oh, and number 12 was to run 30 miles in a week.  i ran:
sunday: 10.7
monday: 2.63
tuesday: 2.50
wednesday: 1.07
saturday: 13.1!

number 6

 a couple weeks ago, i donated my hair.  i know on the list of 30 before 30, it says to donate to locks of love, but that just wasn't happening.  i had signed up to cut my hair with my mops group, so there was a specific date that everyone would do it together.  i kept growing it out and letting it go since september, assuming that i would have beautiful long and lush hair and that locks of love would say, "wow, we've never been given this much amazing hair.  you win!" (i really like to make everything a contest). instead, it wouldn't grow and i missed the ten inch mark.  luckily, one of the other girls found pantene beautiful lengths, which only requires 8 inches, so off my hair went to someone who might be blessed by a beautiful wig.  what do you think?
by the way, i loved the curls that day, but have yet to replicate it.  however, i don't even have to dry or straighten it now, so i do love that part of this hairstyle.  it appeals to my laziness.

Friday, April 27, 2012

12 broken, brown eggs

we started with 2 dozen hard-boiled eggs.  by the end of the 15 very busy minutes, all the eggs were dunked into every color available and were an interesting shade of brownish blue and at least half were completely smashed.  apparently, 1 and 3 are not ages to expect great results.  regardless it was fun and reminded me of my childhood.  it's weird to be doing the exact same things with my own kids.  happy easter, three weeks late!

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

who needs a spoon?

admitting failure (a post full of parentheses)

i haven't been keeping up on posting weekly photos.  i haven't even taken a photo a day like i had intended to for the duration of this year.  i am admitting my failure at project 365 and moving on from it for now.  maybe 2013 will be a better year for that.  there are reasons for this failure that i am not offering as excuses, just merely complete roadblocks in allowing me to be the perfect woman i have dreams of someday being.  the woman who can take care of her two kids (who are absolutely insane), take care of our house (which is an absolute disaster), pay attention to her husband (sorry josh!), and spend hours a day pursuing new interests (yeah right!). 

well, one thing that is taking up way too much of my time is training for the mini-marathon.  it seemed to me like a great way to get in shape, get to bond with my roommate from college (we're running it together), and check something off my life list.  in my mind, it was only 13.1 miles.  only.  no big deal.  what was i thinking?  it's 13.1 miles.  did you hear me?  13.1 miles.   the longest i've run in any given stretch was maybe 4, and that involved me chasing after the much more talented girls on my track team, struggling to not lose sight of them, cursing repeatedly under my breath that i wasn't as fast as them.  (sidenote: one of those girls will most likely win an olympic gold medal this summer.  i forgive my teenage self for not being able to keep up with her).  regardless, naptime used to be blog time, reading time, pretend to pick up the house time, tv time.  now it is only training time with the hopes of being able to shower before one or both wake up.  i ran for an hour today, and today was a short run day.  that's absurd.   i just want this to be over.  (another sidenote: apparently, quitting nursing six weeks ago and following an excessive exercise routine can cause insane hormone issues.  this has led me to cry at anything sweet, funny, sad, nerve-racking, scary, or really any emotion.  it has also led me to have a period that has lasted about four weeks.  i hate running even more).  i long for the days when i can run three miles and be impressed with myself.  someday.  someday soon...

Friday, March 23, 2012

30 before 30: katie edition

i am working on my list of 30 things to do before 30. like josh, i'm having a hard time figuring out 30 things to do, but i thought i would at least start the list and hope that you may have some suggestions that i can add to the list. i have 2 years to do these, so i'm trying not to add things that i know we won't have the money to do. these aren't necessarily my lifelong desires, but my short-term bucket list, if you will. things that i know will keep my life interesting and make myself committed to doing a lot of living in a short period of time.

here goes.

1. project 365
2. shoot a gun
3. go to a rodeo or monster truck rally
4. be tech silent for 48 hours
5. sleep outside
6. donate to locks of love
7. go to a dairy farm
8. go to a winery
9. eat 30 new things
10. read 30 books
11. watch best picture winners since 1984
12. run 30 miles in 1 week
13. read the entire bible
14. host a party
15. be on tv
16. eat vegetarian for 1 month
17. cook an entire meal from the garden
18. take a cooking class
19. find something to volunteer for
20. blog daily for 30 days straight
21. go to the harry potter theme park
22. pay off all debt except mortgage

week 11

day 71
day 72
day 73
day 74
day 75
day 76
day 77

week 10

day 64

day 65

day 66
day 67
day 68
day 69
day 70

week 9

day 57
day 58
day 59
day 60
day 61
day 62
day 63

Tuesday, March 6, 2012


i think i may have nursed my daughter for the final time last night. it wasn't exactly what i expected. i hoped for a moment of calm and quiet time, in which she and i gazed at each other and mourned the end of this cherished time. in reality, she kept flinging her foot up and kicking me in the face with a mischievous smile across her sweet toddler face. she bit me twice with her single tooth, the indication that there are more teeth on the way. i nearly teared up as she flung her body across the couch in search of the snack that finn was now protecting with every ounce of his three-year-old body.

this morning, i looked down at my body in the shower. parts that should be curvy are now depressingly flat. other parts that i have always hoped would be flat are now a little flabby. this is the body that gave two amazing and healthy children life and sustained them in their first years. i wonder if this child-making purpose of my body is over. i feel slightly depressed at the idea of not being pregnant again, yet at the exact same moment, a sense of relief rushes over me.

these two children have become my life. i spend the entirety of my day completing endless tasks to keep them happy and well-fed and loved and growing and alive. i pour everything i can into them, except for the few moments i allow myself to feel so overwhelmed that i can't imagine answering another one of finn's questions or changing another stinky diaper. those moments pass quickly, as i hear giggling coming from the other room and rush around the corner to see them playing so sweetly together, finn teaching her the rules to his made up games that i'll never understand. i stand there for a minute, hoping they cherish the amazing gift of having a sibling for the rest of their lives.

so what do we do now? my baby is now a toddler. it's hard to fathom really. some days feel painfully long and that bedtime can't come soon enough. recently, that has been most days as ada has been testing her limits with everything. yet somehow, the year has passed by in the blink of my eye and my baby has grown up. the last three years have flown by at an even greater rate. as if it were yesterday, i remember holding my one newborn baby in the hospital, wondering what the rest of our lives would be like. now suddenly, i have a three-year-old who i am certain will be much smarter than me in a very short time and a one-year-old who is already far more adventurous and rebellious than i ever was.

i wonder if we could handle a third. i can't help but try to plan the next ten years of my life. i don't know why i think i can. this year has been so exhausting and so exciting and so every emotion known to a mother, to a woman. i know that if i let it, the next ten years will fly by far too fast. so today, today i'll pull my children close and try to preserve these moments in my mind. moments where they both still want to be in my arms and cuddled and loved so intensely i can't fathom loving them anymore than today.

tonight, the exhaustion will set in again, and i'll collapse into my bed so in need of the next eight hours of quiet and of rest. then tomorrow, i'll wake up refreshed and renewed and fall even more madly in love with these two amazing, ever-growing children. i'll have many more instances where i feel overwhelmed and inadequate, but then i'll remind once again to stay in the moment. they are growing too quickly and i can't bear to miss a single second.

Monday, February 27, 2012

photographer finn

since the camera is now out at all times to reinforce my documenting our fantastic little life, finn has taken to documenting his own fantastic little life. this is what is important to him.

week 8

day 50
day 51
day 52
day 53
day 55
day 56- thanks finn