Wordless Wednesday

Not there

My heart has just not been that into running lately, I am not exactly sure why?

I have a few theories that include but are not limited to the following:

* Kindergarten decisions
* Work committments
* Weather
* Feeling incredibly behind ALL OF THE TIME
* The hubs and his crazy schedule
* The blahs
* Feeling like a cow....and cycling between severely limiting calories and then pigging out.
* Exhaustion

I need to hit it a little more, I always feel better when I do.  Twice a week is just barely keeping me sane.

I have logged 68 measly miles this year and it might sound like a few but it is just less than a 10K a week and way behind the target I need to be hitting to stay on goal...not to mention I have another half coming up in 4 little weeks and my longest run this cycle has been 8 miles.

I am hoping the coming sunshine helps push me a bit more...soon.....very soon.

Will he or won't he?

Mauser has been a part of our family for 16 months and I have a few a lot of moments in those first 6 months okay maybe it has been for all 16 months I wondered if he was going to make it.  We have made it through potty training, have mostly gotten him over the chewing of anything that stands still phase, of course the monthly cash outlay of $40 for chewies helps, the shedding, well, that part is still something I come to terms with on an hourly basis.

This weekend he "endeared" himself to us in new and inventive ways.  William and I were standing in the kitchen talking and looked out the kitchen window to see Mauser, standing up with both front paws on our barely two year old peach tree just devouring the plump pink blooms right off the branches.  Later the same day, I found brussels sprout transplants proudly displayed on the picnic table........oh I had to walk away and take some deep deep breaths.  That dog!

Those that know me know that I say this all in jest, he is our dog and will be as long as he is one this earth, barring the chewing of my children of course but boy, he has no qualms about testing my dedication I tell ya!

Gardens and Guns

Spring is finally raising its little head and boy have we been enjoying the nicer days.

A few weeks ago we went on a shooting adventure to Tennessee.  Matthew is getting quite proficient with his 22 on his own.  Just a few months ago he needed help steadying it but is getting the strength and agility to do it all alone now.

We pulled up some gorgeous but overgrown sunlight hogging forsythia bushes in the fall and added another big bed to our garden area. 

 Before....

After


I will miss their bright yellow giant display in the spring.



This past weekend we did a final till, layed down newspaper (for weed control) and  planted broccoli, brussel sprouts, onions, garlic, carrots and radishes.   If I can just keep Mauser out of it I will be a happy camper.

 We also tried something new this year in lieu of the seed starting trays.  We always had a hard time hardening our seed starts off outside so I read that a milk carton, left outside from initial seeding until transplant time is the perfect little greenhouse so over the past few months we saved all our milk cartons and have a nice little collection of mini-greenhouses happily protecting our seeds. 

Knee Years

They have dog years, and I think for runners they should have knee years.

For example, after today's NOT FAST 8 miles these knees feel at least 10, possibly 20 years older than their almost 37 years.....not that I really know what 47 year old knees feel like, but I can speculate right?

Wordless Wednesday