You're in mile 18 and all you have to do is get to the next water station. Up ahead you see them. The group of happy cheering volunteers handing out half-filled paper cups of water. Only a few more steps and aawwhh! You're there! Take a break! Walk a few minutes! And enjoy the sights and sounds. You deserve it!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Marathon Training with a New Puppy

I've crossed over the line into the second half of my marathon training and oh my am I busy.  I've realized a few things over the last two weeks:
  1. There are never enough hours in the day for every thing I need or want to do.  By the end of the day, I have to flip a coin on what I will wrap up the day or workout or crash?!?!  I can hear you say it - why don't you do your workouts in the morning? - and to that I say, I am not a morning person!  I have to ease my way into my day - wake up, potty (pooches then me), feed (pooches then me), coffee (none for pooches), get clothes ready, etc.
  2. Just the hall closet...more in the bedroom!
  3. I own way too many pairs of running shoes and none of them are working for me right now.  I've been rotating between a few and it seems to be working, but I'd really like to try those Somnio custom ones. 
  4. Puppies take up a lot of your time and act like newborn children.  Which is probably why I don't have kids.  You can't put kids out in the back yard while you get your run in at 8 p.m.  Well you could but Focus on the Family would be pounding on your door with a few questions from their spokesman Tim Tebow and we don't want to make him cry (again - Roll Tide!).
  5. The minute you want to do something without anyone seeing it is the moment someone sees you.  Case in point:  I was trying out a new RunLove Fleurs running skirt over my own capris with some difficulties.  It was riding up and becoming a belt.  Now this might have been a fashion statement in the 80's, but at this moment it was a big fashion don't.  So after a mile, I decided I was going to take it off.  I looked one nearby...squatted like I was stretching...still no one...bent over to pull it off and stood up...And who was driving by?!  A sheriff! Never one around when you need one, but wham when you don't!
  6. There is a point when a parent (human or pet) is not grossed out by anything.  Back in the 90's, I remember watching a friend pull back her daughter's diaper with her fingers to check it and I was totally grossed out.  Today I spent over an hour standing in the back yard waiting with a spoon and plastic bag to get a "sample" for the vet.  The things I've cleaned up over the last month would make most people gag, but I have no problems 'cuz I love my furry children.
I'm finally getting a full night's sleep (thanks to a loaner dog crate) with a 4 a.m. wake up call.  So I try to get to bed sooner to make up for the early mornings.  Now I have to hurry up since Summer has already beaten me to slumber land.  She's too cute!  Night all!


  1. Puppies are hard work! For the Somnios, I have a $40 discount on them at my blog, which is pretty nice of them. They can fit you over the phone if you can't find them locally.

  2. Dang, you do have some shoes!!!!! I am excited to be breaking in my new pair of Mizunos this weekend, can’t wait to see how they do! Hopefully they will be as comfy as the initially appeared to be.
    To some extent I feel your pain. Freddie sleeping in his den with his litter mates isn’t working anymore, he wants to sleep on my bed where his other litter mate sleeps and yea and be able to get up when he chooses and play on my bed! Sometimes I think it is easier with a new born human, others puppies are easier. I guess it all depends on the situation!
    Keep up the great work :D

  3. 1 - Go Gators
    2 - I work in a vets office, so I get handed poop all day long - takes a lot to gross me out at this point lol. :)

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