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I am Queen of the World!

So I’ve come to the end of my running odyssey, and I find it ironic that at the end of this program, I find myself running 10K alone—on my treadmill—just the way I started.


Hurts so good

I read once in a beginning runner’s handbook that one shouldn’t try to increase distance and speed at the same time, but I appear to have broken that rule.


Nitty gritty time

At running club last night, I christened week seven with another 8 kilometre run. Note to self: pee before you go, dummy.



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Archive for November, 2009

  1. November 23rd, 2009 - Who’s the boss?

    Dressed warmly for walking to school this morning, Caleb stood at the front door with his dad and sisters.

  2. November 21st, 2009 - There’s a sucker born every minute

    My husband and I checked out our local building supply store this afternoon in search of closet systems, and I discovered something: crappy pressed board covered with fake wood veneer is expensive.

  3. November 20th, 2009 - The giant fork and spoon live

    We did it…we purged our closets. We separated clothing into a blue plastic bag–what someone might want–and a green plastic bag–what nobody would ever want. Technically, we’re performing Steps 3 and 4 simultaneously: The Sort and The Purge.

  4. November 16th, 2009 - Cleaning out the treasure closet

    I had no idea he was doing it. After completing my kitchen chores this evening, I came upstairs to find my husband unloading the contents of his closet. “If you’re going to blog about it,” he said, “at least say I was awesome enough to start by myself.”

  5. November 16th, 2009 - The best laid plans

    A few months after we were married, I threw out my husband’s blue baseball cap. He’s never quite forgiven me for that faux pas. But folks, trust me when I say it was a really ugly, dirty, floppy, smelly hat.
    I stuffed it into the center of a blue garbage bag filled with items bound for [...]

  6. November 3rd, 2009 - You are what you eat, Missy

    I must speak with my 11-year-old daughter Sophie regarding her methods for packing school lunches. (My husband and I thought mornings were moving along much more smoothly this fall since our two eldest children started packing their own lunches on previous evenings.)

  7. November 2nd, 2009 - To purge or prevaricate, that is the question

    After much virtual switcheroo , we have decided on a new floor plan, and it hinges on two things: 1) an extreme closet purge and new closet organizers with drawers, eliminating the need for a large dresser in the room, and 2) a new, wider office desk with built in heavy-duty shelving above, eliminating the need for the large bookshelf in the room and the glass desk we currently are using.