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7 Quick Takes

1. I have not been in the blogging mood lately.

2. I get very happy by simple things.  Last week I got the best thing ever off of Freecycle.




Yes, that is grass.  Sod to be exact.  Someone had redone their back yard and had 10 rolls left.  Since our front yard is mostly dirt and weeds, with a smattering of grass, I desperately wanted the sod.  When I went to pick it up, I thanked the man over and over again and told him I felt like it was Christmas.  We now have one, small, beautiful patch of grass by our flower beds!

3. Our dog is a cone head.




She had surgery on her ear last week.  And now she has to wear this lovely cone so she does not open up the stitches.  At least the cone, is reflective . . . . I guess we could take her out for walks in the middle of the night and cars would see her ;)

4. Today while driving home from the our dog's vet appointment (to get the ear checked), we saw signs for a Dinosaur Park.  So we drove down the road.  It looked like a lot of fun.  They open up the "dig" part of the park twice a month and the kids can really search for fossils.  Of, course, we will be going there soon. J wants to find a dinosaur bone!

5. And before we came home from the previously mentioned vet appointment, we ate lunch and went to the Piney Orchard Nature Preserve.  We saw turtles, fish, butterflies, a lizard and many cool plants.  We walked on paved and dirt trails.  The boys enjoyed every minute of it.

6. And, we brought home a "stow-away".  J found a tick on him while we were driving home.  I really, really, really do not like ticks.  There is something about the fact that they embed themselves in your skin and suck your blood that I do not like.  Ick! So the boys got a full body search and bath as soon as we got home.  They are clean and tick free.  And now, any little twinge I feel on my skin, I think is a tick!

7.  I am struggling, mentally, with running.  I want to get faster, but I have a mental block when it comes to actually running faster.  I think I am becoming lazy and just do not want to push myself too much.  I have been at a comfortable pace for a while and I like it.   I guess I need to just mentally tough it out and make my legs move faster.

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Have a great weekend everyone!  And have a blessed Mother's Day to all the moms out there!

Comments

  1. Do not fret.. getting faster does happen. Be patient with the process. Your cadio gets stronger way before your joints, muscles etc. It's ok to be comfortable where you are. Maybe you need to be there for a bit. We take steps back but then we take leaps forward.

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  2. Wow! I am so impressed with the deal you got on the sod!

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  3. What a great weekend! I love the idea of sharing extra things. And grass in a bare spot is heaven! Yay!
    We've only had 2 experiences with ticks and they freak me out! But what do you do when you live next to a mountain of sagebrush?! Don't worry too much about your running. It seems to come in phases for me. You'll get your fire back soon enough.

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