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Posted on 06/26/2004 8:07:15 AM PDT by HairOfTheDog
Special Wedding Edition: The Hobbit Hole XI - No One Admitted Except on Wedding Business!
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Sounds great! I'll check into it...I loved running. I hate running in this HEAT though...
5K is about all I want to be able to run...my marathon running days are over. I don't want to run like that any more.
It's a good program, I think. I used to run about that much three or four days a week in Germany...but when I started it then, I went into it too fast. Didn't hurt myself badly, luckily, but my muscles were NOT happy with me! Easing into it more gradually seems to work a lot better, especially now that I'm not quite as young.
But yeah, it's too hot there now! Not so bad here, but still muggy, even in the mornings.
No, I got stalled. I've got it with me. I'm at Chapter 14. Prolly would be better if I hadn't stopped in the middle.
I gotta figger out a time and place where I can read. Right now,literally the only two places in our house where I can comfortably sit, and be relatively undisturbed are the computer chair and the toilet.
Living room was okay, but it's currently consumed with packing/unpacking for Slovakia and packing for Brazil. Plus we've limited Jr's online time so his laptop is back downstairs.
Nana and Luke own the den.
I need order and there is none, so I turn my back on it and face the computer screen. I worked hard to get the back yard up to habitable status, if the thunderstorms ever stop.
Sigh...I own and pay for the castle, but I live like a stable boy.
/whine
When I started running, I had JUST quit smoking...remember, I smoked 3 PACKS a day! I ran a quarter of a mile...with my older brother encouraging me.
I thought I was gonna die.
I sympathize with the packing thing. I'm almost out of room for boxes in my room and have started hauling them out to the garage... sigh, my room looks so lonely without the books.
I hope there is a place in the stable you can sit soon ;~D
Don't light the hay on fire.
I got up the next morning, went to stand up, and fell down, literally! My legs were sooooo stiff and sore. Took me DAYS to recover!
The garage is full too.
However, I am forcing the issue. I'm painting Jr's room while he is gone and we are getting rid of a lot of stuff (he's tired of it too). I have made the statement that if we don't use it, it goes.
That includes some family antique pieces (from both sides). The point being we do NOT have storage space for unused furniture.
So, we're going in stages. Jr's room first. Then Luke's room, moving him from the youth bed to the full size twin. That also involves moving a lot of his stuff upstairs to his room which in turn clears the den...
We need a better space/system for Nana's crap that she "needs" downstairs.
When I ran the Houston Tenneco marathon in 1991, the most I'd ever run at one time was 22 miles. Marathons are 26.2, you know?
When I crossed the finish line, my legs no longer bent at the knees and I was running with just my hip joints!
The next Monday, I had school and had to go up two flights of stairs!! I had hold of the banister and was PULLING myself up! My instructor (who's wife ended up being a good friend of mine) met me half-way and grabbed me by the arm and practically pulled me up the steps!
Funny thing, after I ran that race, I cried off and on for about a week. It was a monumental and life-changing event for me.
Lookit them sweet babies!
They need a few carrots. :-)
It's a good feeling when you get done, though!! And it lasts for a while if you really do it good!
Eventually you have to do it again, though...but I guess that's just life!
It's a very big thing! I can't imagine running five miles, let alone over twenty six! It's a real accomplishment.
I've just managed in the last few months to convince the wife that we need to de-crap the house.
Nana hasn't gotten that message yet. There is still stuff she wants from North Carolina. That's the battle I'll have to keep waging as long as she's with us.
I'm very sorry to hear that, 2J.
That's the way it was with Steve...
I sat at the diningroom table and just sobbed. He got annoyed and said "Don't gripe at me, I keep the kitchen clean!" Which is true...he can really clean a kitchen counter...take him 3 hours and he watches some sports show on the kitchen TV while he's doing it, but I gotta admit, that kitchen counter is spotless 3 hours later.
So when I started fly-ladying...he would try to intervene. "Go back to your counter." says I.
Only now I really do regret getting rid of his size 34 pants I didn't think he'd ever fit into again...he gives me some grief over that.
LOL!!!!
I've got to sort my belongings down to the things that I actually want (why haul junk 1500 miles?) and which will fit into the cargo van we're renting. My book collection got reduced by at least 20%; I'm not taking it further. I've got a bin full of winter clothes, the same amount of summer clothes, and some that overlap. Fortunately I don't have too much crap.
But I will be short on furniture for a while.
"And there's an audio series the BBC did that's pretty good. Very funny!"
I think I have that--I have a book-on-tape version that I think was originally on radio or something.
Nana's very good at giving "helpful hints" at how the house should be cleaned. Of course she's not able to do this stuff herself.
Makes it worse right now that Sam is shedding like crazy. It will take a while for the allergy shot to slow that down. But his hair has been coming out in clumps.
Nana also said to me last night that Jr. spends too much time on the computer. Of course she's right but I don't need her nagging me about it. I just said "it's summer vacation."
What I wanted to say was "shut up old woman."
"When I started running, I had JUST quit smoking...remember, I smoked 3 PACKS a day! I ran a quarter of a mile...with my older brother encouraging me.
I thought I was gonna die."
And you've done a marathon since then? Wow, pretty good! How long since you quit smoking?
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