30 Miles by March 14th

Not the loftiest goal ever set, to be sure, but I am leaving for Disneyland (without my child, I know, I know, spare me your disapproving looks) March 15th and even though it is a sure thing, I want to feel like I earned it.

So 10 miles a week from now until then. Easy enough, I think. I can do two 3's and one 4 or three 3's and one 1 or two 3.3's and one 3.4. The possibilities are endless. :-)

We knocked out 3.2 yesterday so we've got 6.8 to go for this week. Very exciting. Also, kickboxed some ass. We shadow box with weights as part of our warm-up and my lats are always sore afterward. They feel amazing. I want a sexy back!

Brian woke-up late this morning and being the good house baby mama that I am, I got up, too, and fixed him some fried eggs on a bagel so he could shower and then run. I wanted to take this little bit of time I had left before Aria wakes up and squeeze in a 2o minute shred but the moment the front door closed behind Bri, a little squeak sounded from Zoot's room.


Now, I just feel tired. I drank two cups of coffee after my usual oatmeal in a futile attempt to feel more awake. Now I just feel sick and am having some serious stomach cramps. >:)


Going to let my OB-GYN fondle my cervix this afternoon and hopefully she will implant an IUD while she's down there. Then Aria and I are going to have some much needed friend time with Mary and Sarah.

Maybe we will get a run in before we leave for the pappy.

This is what Aria is doing right now (and, yes, she is still in her pajamas. I may or may not also be...):


Her 1st apartment!