Today was the Greenbo Challenge 5K, and it was cool and cloudy this morning, a decent day for running. It is lovely out there - we saw deer and the trees are probably as pretty as they're going to get around here this year. All the dry weather has taken a toll, it seems like the leaves are dropping as soon as they turn color. So I will brag a bit, I finished 2nd place in my age division, women 45 to 49, and I was immensely pleased with my time. I finished in 28:23, and it was a rather hilly course. The first mile was mostly downhill, part of it somewhat steep. The second mile was some downhill and mostly flat. The third mile was mostly uphill, killer. The last about .3 miles was level, but I didn't have anything left for sprinting to the finish line after the hill. I was hoping to finish in under 30 so when I heard my time, I was ecstatic.
So, the first part of the race, a younger guy was pacing himself with me, he passed me on the downhill and we ran side by side pretty much through the second mile. I lost him, for some reason I thought he got out ahead of me, but really, he dropped back. Then I was running side by side a woman who I thought was my age. She got in front of me on the hill, then get this, she slowed down and kept crowding me. I was trying to pass her and she kept moving so I couldn't. Can you believe that? It was just us two on the road, nobody close ahead or behind. I still find it hard to believe she was intentionally trying to keep me from passing her. Anyway, I slowed down to drop back where she couldn't see me, then charged around her (above her because it was on a curve and I took the higher part of the road). I got in front of her. She sped up and then we were shoulder to shoulder, she was crowding me - we had both lanes of the road to run on and she was so close I had to watch the ground to make sure I didn't step off the road into the gravel, that's how much she was crowding me. Finally, she pushed about 15 feet ahead of me on the last of the uphill and I never caught up with her again. I think she finished about 1/2 minute in front of me. Doesn't matter, apparently she was younger than me and she didn't place because they didn't call her up for a trophy. The woman who won my age division finished in like 22 minutes and some seconds. I will run like that in my dreams some day.
The next race for me will be on Thanksgiving, a 10K. I have been running 6.8 to 7.3 miles several times a week for a month or so, I think I can do it. I think it's a fairly flat course too, along the river. It should be a great run if the weather isn't brutal.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
runnin' in the rain
I had a good run in the rain this morning. We haven't had rain forever so I'm not complaining. I liked it until it started running in my eyes and when my feet got totally wet, I started to not like it. Wet socks just don't feel good, any way you cut it.
Some things are meant to be. There is a 5K at Greenbo I was wanting to run this Saturday. Timing was an issue because of Emily's dance classes (mandatory since she is competing), but her rehearsal starts an hour early this Saturday, so Greenbo is definitely a "do" for me Saturday - rain or shine, 20 below or whatever...I'm doing it. Emily has rehearsal/classes from 8:00 AM until at least 2:00 - busy girl! She loves it though, she's a dancer in her heart. Some people are just like that.
It's a chilly rainy night and all our pets are in the house right now, which is kind of unusual. Especially Jack, he's shunned us for the last few months, but lately, has meowed to come in. I adore him, probably because he's so aloof. He lives in the barn across the ravine from our backyard. If he doesn't come home for a few days, I walk back into the woods and call him - he almost always comes if I call him. He never stays long, but he's precious to me. Chewy is asleep on my feet as I type. She is getting old and hard of hearing and doesn't see as well as she used to, I think. She will soon be 9 years old. She is incredibly smart, but I doubt she'll live another 2 years.
Soon it will be Halloween. We have pumpkins in the back of my van to carve. Erin picked a tall skinny pumpkin and Emily picked a fat round one. I suppose we'll be making jack-o-laneterns this weekend. We are going to a Halloween party tomorrow night - a skating party given by the karate studio. I'm sure it'll be fun. Jerry and I decided not to wear costumes - there's nothing I want to be and Jerry passed on being anything I could think of. Emily is Elizabeth Swann and Erin is a goth zombie. Goth is a flattering color, no?
Some things are meant to be. There is a 5K at Greenbo I was wanting to run this Saturday. Timing was an issue because of Emily's dance classes (mandatory since she is competing), but her rehearsal starts an hour early this Saturday, so Greenbo is definitely a "do" for me Saturday - rain or shine, 20 below or whatever...I'm doing it. Emily has rehearsal/classes from 8:00 AM until at least 2:00 - busy girl! She loves it though, she's a dancer in her heart. Some people are just like that.
It's a chilly rainy night and all our pets are in the house right now, which is kind of unusual. Especially Jack, he's shunned us for the last few months, but lately, has meowed to come in. I adore him, probably because he's so aloof. He lives in the barn across the ravine from our backyard. If he doesn't come home for a few days, I walk back into the woods and call him - he almost always comes if I call him. He never stays long, but he's precious to me. Chewy is asleep on my feet as I type. She is getting old and hard of hearing and doesn't see as well as she used to, I think. She will soon be 9 years old. She is incredibly smart, but I doubt she'll live another 2 years.
Soon it will be Halloween. We have pumpkins in the back of my van to carve. Erin picked a tall skinny pumpkin and Emily picked a fat round one. I suppose we'll be making jack-o-laneterns this weekend. We are going to a Halloween party tomorrow night - a skating party given by the karate studio. I'm sure it'll be fun. Jerry and I decided not to wear costumes - there's nothing I want to be and Jerry passed on being anything I could think of. Emily is Elizabeth Swann and Erin is a goth zombie. Goth is a flattering color, no?
Friday, October 5, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
miscellaneous
Well, not much of anything going on these days. I got the rest of my tips tonight so I will be testing next Saturday for a yellow belt. I still haven't committed to running a race this Thursday. I want to do it, but I can't find a driver for Erin. If I could drop her off early, maybe I could do it, but I'd running the Greenup race rather then the Ohio race. I think the Greenup race is going to be a bit hilly, which is fine, it's only 5K. I think the Ohio race would be more fun, but I'm not really familiar with the area and it'll take longer to get over there and get back. I'll probably just do neither.
I took Sarah shopping and out to dinner this weekend and we had fun. She is such a hoot. I treated her to new bras at Victoria's Secret and she said the reason they call them Angel Bras is because it's just like having the hands of God right there on you. I'm not sure I want God's hands right there on me violating my space, but if Sarah's happy then I'm happy for her. And that reminds me I need to apply for my passport and get myself a will (no, Sarah, I'm not planning to die anytime soon). I will be traveling to Ireland or Spain or where-ever the heck she ends up next year. I want my will done because I'm doing some business trips soon and I do think about dying on those. It's double endemnity if I die on a common carrier, and I hate to let that much money go unplanned.
I hope Sarah lets me know how the recording session went. I bet it sounds great, and I still think you should have done something Christmas because I think you could make some money - yes, you whore, make some money singing Christmas carols!!! And by the way, you promised to help me with the tabs on Strong Enough. I'm getting better ar reading tabs but the ones I've found for Strong Enough are too hard for me. I know you used to make it sound really good, so please help out the old lady.
That's it for now, I gotta get some ZZZZZ's.
I took Sarah shopping and out to dinner this weekend and we had fun. She is such a hoot. I treated her to new bras at Victoria's Secret and she said the reason they call them Angel Bras is because it's just like having the hands of God right there on you. I'm not sure I want God's hands right there on me violating my space, but if Sarah's happy then I'm happy for her. And that reminds me I need to apply for my passport and get myself a will (no, Sarah, I'm not planning to die anytime soon). I will be traveling to Ireland or Spain or where-ever the heck she ends up next year. I want my will done because I'm doing some business trips soon and I do think about dying on those. It's double endemnity if I die on a common carrier, and I hate to let that much money go unplanned.
I hope Sarah lets me know how the recording session went. I bet it sounds great, and I still think you should have done something Christmas because I think you could make some money - yes, you whore, make some money singing Christmas carols!!! And by the way, you promised to help me with the tabs on Strong Enough. I'm getting better ar reading tabs but the ones I've found for Strong Enough are too hard for me. I know you used to make it sound really good, so please help out the old lady.
That's it for now, I gotta get some ZZZZZ's.
Friday, September 21, 2007
more runnin'
Another race last weekend and I had a disappointing finish - like 20 seconds slower than my first race. The thing is, I thought I was running a faster pace. The route was as flat as it gets around here and the weather was cool, sun shining, beautiful day, I felt good, BUT....I paced myself with two old guys that looked to me like they were running good. I finished just in front of one of them, the other right behind me. What does that teach me? Find some young guys the next time.
Let's see, not much else has been going on. I've got a couple of 6.8 mile runs in this week. I've got to get cozy with these longer runs so I get do that 10K in November. More importantly for now though, I need to figure out how to speed up my pace. Surely I can manage an 8 minute mile. There's a 5K in two weeks I want to do. I haven't committed yet. It's on a Thursday night meaning Erin will miss karate unless I can round up a driver. Also, it's our last karate class before testing. I think I'm good but Jerry has major concerns. I told him he doesn't have to run the race with me but he insists that if I'm running it, he's running it. I got another tip last night and I could have gotten one for gee-chew-hyong-ill-boo (not spelled right, I assure you) but I didn't ask to. It was a bit of a blow to Jerry's ego when I one-upped him, I thought two-upping him would be too much damage.
It's a perfectly beautiful day today, I wish I were out on a course somewhere knocking the little ball around. But no, I have a few minutes of my lunch break left so I'm going to go find some wild turkies, hawks, snakes, or something. When I come back, plenty more junk to dig into. I'm getting an extra lotto ticket before tomorrow night.
Let's see, not much else has been going on. I've got a couple of 6.8 mile runs in this week. I've got to get cozy with these longer runs so I get do that 10K in November. More importantly for now though, I need to figure out how to speed up my pace. Surely I can manage an 8 minute mile. There's a 5K in two weeks I want to do. I haven't committed yet. It's on a Thursday night meaning Erin will miss karate unless I can round up a driver. Also, it's our last karate class before testing. I think I'm good but Jerry has major concerns. I told him he doesn't have to run the race with me but he insists that if I'm running it, he's running it. I got another tip last night and I could have gotten one for gee-chew-hyong-ill-boo (not spelled right, I assure you) but I didn't ask to. It was a bit of a blow to Jerry's ego when I one-upped him, I thought two-upping him would be too much damage.
It's a perfectly beautiful day today, I wish I were out on a course somewhere knocking the little ball around. But no, I have a few minutes of my lunch break left so I'm going to go find some wild turkies, hawks, snakes, or something. When I come back, plenty more junk to dig into. I'm getting an extra lotto ticket before tomorrow night.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Unusual Fruit
I took a picture of the weird stuff I bought at the Farmer's Market last Saturday. The little round striped things are called plum-grannies, and the yellow melon is a canary melon. The big thing in the back is a watermelon, which is not usual, but it was sitting there and I didn't move it. The shiny monkey head behind the canary melon is probably one of the most unusual things in our house, but it didn't come from the Farmer's Market. It came from Sarah's imagination and hands.

We cut into the canary melon last night. The center looks like a cantalope and the rest looks like a honeydew. It smells like a honeydew, but it tastes like...neither one exactly. It tastes pretty good actually. In fact, Erin tried it and liked it. She won't eat any kind of melon at all, so it was suprising to me that she was willing to even try it. Here is a picture of the canary cut open.

We cut into the canary melon last night. The center looks like a cantalope and the rest looks like a honeydew. It smells like a honeydew, but it tastes like...neither one exactly. It tastes pretty good actually. In fact, Erin tried it and liked it. She won't eat any kind of melon at all, so it was suprising to me that she was willing to even try it. Here is a picture of the canary cut open.

I also bought butternut squash but those aren't usual, and I didn't take a picture of them. Today is Thursday and I haven't cooked them yet. I hope they don't rot before I get around to it. I could see it happening, but hopefully not.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
First Race Ever, Fraley Festival
I ran my first race ever this past Saturday morning - the Holy Family 5K mall run. I was number 234, which is a number I was happy to get (I like the way it looks, don't you)? I knew I could run the distance, and I knew I wasn't going to win my age division (especially since I was the oldest my division), but I had butterflies anyway. I felt like I was running a slow pace (mostly ran in the last half of the pack), and finished in the last third I think. Anyway, my time was 29 minutes 34 seconds, and my goal was to finish in under 30 minutes, so I met my goal. It was a lot of fun and I had to jump in the car after I crossed the finish line, drive back and pick up Emily to take her to dance. No stretching out and today I'm so sore I can hardly move. The race was a lot of fun and there's another 5K next Saturday that I hope to run as well. Erin has a tennis tournament and the kids have an academic tournament we are supposed to work at, so I don't know if we'll have time for a race.
I took the kids to Carter Caves to go camping Saturday night. The Fraley Festival was going on, and we heard some awesome musicians. Sarah was there and she came up to the campground to have burgers with us for supper. She brought her banjo and her pal, Brett. Soon, a whole bunch of musicians wandered over and they started playing and it was totally awesome! There was a base fiddle player, a mandolin, 2 fiddles, 2 banjos, 2 or 3 guitars, and they were all masters (yes, Sarah, if you're reading this, I consider you to be a master...you sound great to me)! I could have sat there all night listening to them. The playing broke up around 11:00 or so, but we got a great 2 or 3 hour concert. One of these days, I hope to learn to play the base! At 5:00 this morning, I heard rain on the tent. Memories of last year's trip at Grayson, where I woke up with 2" of rain on the tent floor and all the sleeping bags and pillows sopping wet. Not this time though, we were under trees and the rain was light - very pleasant to listen to as it pitter-pattered on the tent over our heads.
And, the post wouldn't be complete without mention of plum-grannies and canary melons. I went to the farmer's market and bought these items since I'd never heard of them before. I will need to post pictures of these, but I suppose I'll have to take the pics with my cell phone since I still haven't found my camera cable. Plum-grannies are edible, but the guy told me they're better just to leave sit on the kitchen counter and let them smell sweet. They do smell very good. I bought two of them and I can smell them as soon as I walk into the door. The canary melon is a bright yellow, smooth melon. The farmer told me they are green like a honeydew, a very sweet melon, but doesn't taste like honeydew or cantalope. I will take a picture of it before I cut into it...tomorrow.
I took the kids to Carter Caves to go camping Saturday night. The Fraley Festival was going on, and we heard some awesome musicians. Sarah was there and she came up to the campground to have burgers with us for supper. She brought her banjo and her pal, Brett. Soon, a whole bunch of musicians wandered over and they started playing and it was totally awesome! There was a base fiddle player, a mandolin, 2 fiddles, 2 banjos, 2 or 3 guitars, and they were all masters (yes, Sarah, if you're reading this, I consider you to be a master...you sound great to me)! I could have sat there all night listening to them. The playing broke up around 11:00 or so, but we got a great 2 or 3 hour concert. One of these days, I hope to learn to play the base! At 5:00 this morning, I heard rain on the tent. Memories of last year's trip at Grayson, where I woke up with 2" of rain on the tent floor and all the sleeping bags and pillows sopping wet. Not this time though, we were under trees and the rain was light - very pleasant to listen to as it pitter-pattered on the tent over our heads.
And, the post wouldn't be complete without mention of plum-grannies and canary melons. I went to the farmer's market and bought these items since I'd never heard of them before. I will need to post pictures of these, but I suppose I'll have to take the pics with my cell phone since I still haven't found my camera cable. Plum-grannies are edible, but the guy told me they're better just to leave sit on the kitchen counter and let them smell sweet. They do smell very good. I bought two of them and I can smell them as soon as I walk into the door. The canary melon is a bright yellow, smooth melon. The farmer told me they are green like a honeydew, a very sweet melon, but doesn't taste like honeydew or cantalope. I will take a picture of it before I cut into it...tomorrow.
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