Happiest birthday to my little Brookers.
I cannot believe she is 6 years old. Yesterday in the car I told her all about the day she was born! I told her about how I am positive that she decided to come hang out with me early because she knew I couldn’t wait any longer for her:) I was missing my family terribly at the time because I had just moved to California. My contractions with her started on the airplane ride there and because she knew I needed a buddy, she came to be with me a few weeks early.
You will never meet a more organized (I lose things more often than she does), animal loving, responsible, kind, determined, lover of art, sprinkle connoisseur, photographic memory, strong, powerful, Spirit expert, family obsessed little girl. She completely changed my world and my brain when she was first born and I am forever grateful for her.
I can’t wait to party with her all day. <—Andrew has the opinion I go a little overboard on birthdays and I blame that on my mother for doing the same for us.
Back to running again… wahoo. Six miles @ 8:00 pace and I added in a few hills on the treadmill to help beat boredom and because I need them. The gym decided to have the heater on (not positive this is true… just my speculation). Because of the fires nearby they are recommending taking your exercise inside until things clear up and my lungs were thankful that I did. It is getting a lot better outside but I’ll probably have another treadmill day today.
I ran early yesterday and my treadmill at home wakes up the kids (which I did not want to do) sometimes so I hung out at the gym. Skye has actually joined me (while pregnant with her) on many runs on this treadmill below along with Andrew right next to me.
Being sick makes you realize how nice it is to be healthy and to just run.
Strep throat makes you realize how nice it is to not want a throat transplant once you can swallow again.
Terrible air quality makes you realize how much you LOVE running outside.
Not running makes your family realize how much you need running to be a patient person (I am 300% more patient when I run vs the days I do not run).
Andrew was out doing his home health rotation. The girls and I did one of Brooke’s bday traditions a day early.
Every year for Brooke’s bday we go to Thanksgiving Point to the farm for pony rides and animal petting. PS Utah people—> It is $2 Tuesdays for everything at Thanksgiving Point in August which saves a ton of money when you go (I was very happy to learn this new tidbit of information when I only had to pay $4 instead of the normal price).
She could watch animals and pet them all day long if she could.
They also have a wagon ride that you can take while you are there.
Two minutes into the ride Skye decided she did NOT like the wagon ride but we all survived and I hope the people on the wagon with us rode around again after we got off to experience it without a screaming baby.
Followed by ice cream afterwards inside.
Skye took a nap when we got home (Brooke has become an expert at keeping her awake in the car to avoid a short car nap instead of a long crib nap) and we built her new horse quite the stable out of boxes. Skye woke up and then she joined in playing horses.
Fast forward to nighttime and we had to run to Costco to pick up a few things.
We met my mom and dad there too!
PS did you know that Costco has acai bowls now? I will definitely be trying this out next time.
My mom had peaches in her car to give to me from our favorite fruit stand. We go through quite a few of these each day at our house right now.
PS did you see that Shalane announced she will be running the New York City Marathon this year! Who do you think has a better chance of winning it?
The other day I was talking to another runner and we were talking about the ‘pain cave’ reference that we hear often. You know when you are in a really hard workout or race and feeling all of the pain = some people call that the pain cave. I have many times because it does feel like I am just hanging in this dark cave surrounded with pain. This friend of mine said she sees it more like a pain tunnel than a pain cave. She says it is a tunnel because you know there is light on the other end. You just gotta get through that tunnel strong because there is an end to the pain of the race. I like that way of thinking. So instead of feeling like I’m in the pain cave, I’m just going to picture myself in the pain tunnel when things get really hard and focus in on the little light up ahead and running strong to get there.
And a picture of Brooke in a tunnel because I felt like it would tie in nicely.
What is on your Wednesday agenda?
When was the last time during a run that you were in the pain cave/tunnel?
Who has been reading my blog since Brooke was born?
If you want to leave Brooke a bday wishing comment I will read them to her:) <— The kids love it when you do this!