Recent Trip to Willard Bay....I shocked myself by getting right up on the wake board....and then went right back into my rhythm as I fell :) Scott blew me away, of course my man is good at everything :)
I did a 5K Saturday, and let's just say I spent the week before all wrapped up in nerves and very negative thoughts. I have just recently started running (I noticed my stress tends to melt away when I do.... :) ) and I am honestly someone that is not very good at it. I do it for a while and then I tend to give up on it. Well, I finally got sick of saying "Oh, I should sign up for that race" or "Oh, I could do that race" So, a month ago I signed myself up. It wasn't hard (the signing up part) it was the week of, I plagued myself with thoughts and dreams of being last place, and huffing and puffing, and of course....being dragged out of Sugarhouse Park on a stretcher.
So, game day was equally nerve racking. I got there and got everything situated and got my number, AND THEN had another 45 minutes to think about running away, and telling my husband I was sick and we needed to go home... THEN I found a friend. I still don't know her name, but she asked if I wanted to stretch with her. She rides her bike 75 miles a day....... :0. She has three kids and was so sweet, she talked my ear off the entire time! She really was my life line. I kept tabs on her the whole race. Fought of a nasty side ache on the second mile. AND finally, I saw my husband waving and cheering me on from his place on the grass with the dog. I cried....I won't lie, most of you know how emotional I am, and love me anyway. The second time I saw him I did it again, and then went back to concentrating on getting my side ache to subside. I came around the third time and was happy to be at the end, and there he was again, closer to the finish line....it made my heart melt, but then I looked at the clock as I went jello legged through the finish line......I almost stopped DEAD (literally) in my tracks.....Did I read that right? 33.12 I did it! Not only did I do it, but I knocked several minutes off my time at the gym this last week and was running 10 minute miles! I was doing a dance (while trying not to throw up)! PERSONAL VICTORY! It was so rewarding, I have never felt better! Again, ran to my husband (okay, so it was more like jelloed to Scott) And there I was again crying! Pathetic, I know, but I was so overcome with emotion. I came in 70th place in an age group of 129, and I am already planning my next one on the 11th of September. Buckle Up :) My cute friend came in a little behind me, and though I didn't see her again...frankly I was probably crying too much....I am very grateful for her whoever she is :)
Bottom line.......I know I can do anything that I sign myself up for... :) Snicker Snicker :)
I am always amazed at how little we are home during the summer....I think our house misses us. Oh well, while it was still sitting here doing nothing we went to the cabin this weekend. I LOVE the Bywater cabin, and Vern (Scott's grandfather) is equally a wonderful entertainer!
I LOVE this window seat. It is great for naps! I actually was napping and listening to a book on my ipod....okay, so not really listening because I woke up and was very confused as to who's voice I was hearing.
Take a look at this! So my wonderful sister and I are frankly nuts when you get the two of us together. This swing is awesome and sends you right out over the meadow, however, when you are swinging on your belly you have to be careful not to hit your face.
All in all we caught many fish and had lots of fun, even though it was very cold! We went on some crazy four wheeling trails (Stefen is not allowed to lead again, however, I was the one dumb enough to follow...UP THE MOUNTAIN!) and enjoyed being together! And finally, taking the Scout up is always an adventure in and of itself!
Well, I made it...there and back :) And Whitney only looked at me questioning the reliability of the vehicle once. Although everyone knew when we pulled into camp we just kept on "trucking" Ha Ha.... So, here is a quick run through of camp...I don't have children to blog about, so this is the closest thing I can find, and let's be honest, I was the mother for a week!
The lake was on everyone's list of fun....and us leaders (two parents and I ) got to get in a paddle boat. Despite accounts of the experience, even though I was in the middle, I still had paddles!
We made dresses out of newspaper and duct tape...this was a riot, all of the girls put a price tag on their dress.
Yes my dear friends and family...that is me on a wire 30 feet above the ground, I couldn't let the girls have all the fun at the ropes course!
Here we are getting ready to leave for our overnight hike. So, we didn't think that we were going to be able to go on this. When I left Monday morning I still didn't have enough priesthood leaders. Needless to say things worked themselves out and we went. We hiked about a mile to a meadow, had dinner, played tricks on Scott and Matt and then went to bed and didn't sleep all night. Well the leaders didn't anyway, the girls "had the best night of sleep in my life". We were cold, had some very large hooved animals come through our camp, and some tiny creatures at the bottom of our tent, but best of all was the 50 pounds on our backs...and notice I have the map....that was scary.... Unfortunately when I stepped out of the tent when it was finally morning, there was a lot of laughter...I have come to realize (and so has Scoot) when I have sleepless nights my hair takes the brunt of it. Good thing I was the only one with a camera, and would not surrender it. (from left to right: Scott, Whitney, Matt, Kisandra, and me)
Happy Trails to all. We are thrilled to be going home to REAL mattresses!