It Is Now Official......

I am running the half marathon! No turning back now. I signed up online and have committed to raising $3,600. I better get started.

Anyway, my friend told me that along with the running I am supposed to be doing sit ups and push ups every day. I can do about 200 hundred crunches, but sit ups? Oh my god. I have not done a real sit up in a looong time. I was able to do 30 last night. I am also used to doing push ups thanks to my friend Jillian Michaels, but I normally do the girly ones.... I did 40. Well, she told me to do as many as I can of each, but I'm a numbers girl. Give me an amount and I'll do it. No matter what. So I am waiting for her to email me back a number... I'm hoping it's not 3 digits.

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Does anyone know what happened to the Eggo cinnamon toast waffles?

My kids live on them and they have suddenly disappeared from every store.

Emily has nothing to eat in the morning. She is sick of Crispix and pancakes and truthfully isn't really a big cereal kid. She is in desperate need of cinnamon toast waffles.

OK, so I just googled them to see where I can buy them and this is what the eggo website wrote back...

"Some of your eggo products are out of stock nationally. We are working hard to fix this short term issue. We're sorry for the inconvenience and appreciate your continued support."

Short term? It's been a few weeks since I was able to buy them. Eggo, please work harder to make them faster. Stop making the barbie designed ones.... nobody likes those!

Running A Marathon?

I think I might run the Chai Lifeline half marathon. Not sure yet because....

A. I don't know if I can raise the $3800 I need in order to participate.

B. I'm afraid that I won't be able to run the 13 miles.

C. I need to lose some weight so I'll look good in all that spandex.

By the way, I'm most worried about number C. Not Kidding!

The marathon is on January 31 in Florida. I think I'll feel really good about myself if I do it, but I am definitely nervous about it. I just started thinking about it, so I'm kinda behind in the training. I can only do 3 miles. And I only have 3 months to get those other 10 miles in!!!

The good thing is that I know a couple people who plan on walking half of it, so at least I'll have someone to count on if I can't run it all, but hopefully I'll be able to...

So what do you all think? Should I go for it?

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Ok, so I was going to end it like that, but then I decided to google an image of a person running a marathon. I found these....

I mean, how do these women run with their "girls" all loose like that... I mean, get a sports bra or a tighter tank to run in. Besides it just looks awful! Katie, you are hangin a little low there. And the top picture... all I can say is that I know what I will not be wearing! Man, that girl is ripped!

Oh my god, now I'm really worried about my running outfit!

Accents And Pain

I have never done well with accents. I don't really like them.

A friend of mine is married to a guy with an accent. If I pay attention really hard, and look at his lips move, I can get the gist of what he's talking about. But if I space out for even one second... Forget about it, it's all lost on me. I feel kinda bad... he is a nice guy. I want to make conversation with him. Then I worry about my tone of voice. You know when you don't understand what someone is saying you tend to talk to them kind of slow and loud. I have to make sure that I'm using a normal voice when I talk to him. It's exhausting to do all that. I'm exhausted just thinking about it.

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I started doing Jillian Michaels again yesterday. And of course my ass, biceps and thighs are killing. So if you see me walking a little strange today, I did not have a wild night. Jillian is just kicking my ass into shape. Just clarifying.

The Biggest Loser was on last night. I love how hard she and Bob make those people sweat. I am so jealous. I want someone to scream in my face and make me work out till I'm about to die or throw up. Or both. By the way, I can so see Orah doing that for me! Orah, can you be my Jillian?

She was telling them how to lose weight and I think it makes total sense. If let's say, I eat 1200 -1500 calories a day and work off 600 calories a day I would be in awesome shape! I think I'm gonna try it. Anyone wanna do it with me???? I need a buddy!

First Day Of Freedom School

My baby started school yesterday! Little Alyssa, 22 months old. The teachers told me that she was very adorable! I most definitely agree with them! I dropped her off at school at 9 am. She walked right in and started playing with the pegs at the table. I talked to the teacher for a few minutes and then decided to just leave because Alyssa looked happy and was busy playing. I talked to a few friends in the hallway and then went back to spy on her make sure she was ok before I left. She was washing the paint off her hands and looked pretty happy so I went home.

Talk about freedom!!!!! Woo hoo! Seriously, I never have time to myself.... for sure not during the day. I decided to go for a jog/walk on the bike path (after I filled out all the forms that I lied to the office about, saying that I filled them out months ago but forgot to bring them in).

Anyway, I think God was testing my germaphobia-ness cuz the cap of my water bottle fell on the street just one block from my house. Of course there was no way I was putting that cap back on my water bottle, so i took one more sip and tossed the bottle (into a garbage can, Orah). It was really hot and I was totally missing my water bottle, and couldn't even jog after a while because I was in desperate need of a drink. Four miles later, I got home, had a drink, and took a shower. Ahhhh... a shower, in the morning, after a workout, with no kids around....

Anyway, it was 11:30 and I was getting really excited to pick up Alyssa. I couldn't wait to see that sweet face smiling at me. When I got to school, I peeked in the window and saw her holding a little white cup.... finishing snack I guess. When the teacher opened the door, she threw the cup on the floor and ran to me, and gave me the biggest hug ever! She was covered in paint... it was even in her nose! On her t-shirt and her arms, but she looked totally precious to me!

She was rambling on and on in a language I couldn't understand except for nose and eyes. Then she saw a girl in her class walking with her grandma and pointed at her and smiled, which I understood to say, "Mommy, I made a new friend today!"