Teaching ... myself

Zoe made this for me. Will just melt a scrooges' heart. The Man-a-gon... or Man-wagon.... or Mini-man - yeah, that fits. Ol' Nev - what a sweetheart I need to say nothing about this picture. . So, I think I am back - and thank goodness, because cameraman Ray is here. I still cough, but now its without the dry-heaving. I went for a run friday night and did fine. We went for a run at Bass lake this morning - maybe around 6 miles. Then we went to ASU and did a mile. It was a sweeeet place. I'd never seen a swimsuit centrifuge before - but country came to town today. There was a scale there. I thought I was at 165. I am at 157.6 lbs. That would be somewhere around the middle of high school. With winds the way they are up here, I might really blow away. I have been snacking on butter, eating straight cream cheese - nothing works. However, it might translate into some fast biking - and in the pool today I was faster than I'd been... though that was probably the camera .

Well, I have been sick for 4 days and felt like death. My blood sugars have been through the roof. I finally was feeling ok again and rode the trainer in the morning. Then last night I bundled up Adia and went for a moonlight run on the greenway. My legs felt incredibly good and my lungs were ok - kind of painful - I had to spit a ton. I thought things were great, though. Then at mile 3, I just started walking - I wasn't out of breath, wasn't really tired. I just proceeded to dry-heave like crazy. I'm surprized that I didn't throw up - lots of mucusy foam did manage to be spat ....nice. I continued to then cough and dry-heave my way back to the car. Then I coughed all night.

Ok, its Saturday morning and a lot has happened. Last week, we parted with the beloved CRV (which Zoe always called Tommy) with all its stickers and roof rack and traded it for a Toyota Sienna (which Zoe has named Restaurant.... what can I say?)... yes, it is one step below a vasectomy as I am now in the minivan clan... that clan being Dave and Emily's fault. It was a couple of years older than our CRV but was well taken care of and had the exact same miles and we got a 2 year warranty and a little money back, so it was rather painless. However, the roof rack will be up shortly and stickers will begin to accumulate. You know, pimp my ride, G. As for training, I began riding in the morning and swimming on my planning period - that saved tons of time because I wasn't getting a whole lot done on my planning period anyway. Now that I know that works, I have to convince the powers that be that I'm not spending any less time on school, just being a better manager of time.

Well, I learned some things. I took Adia in the jogging stroller on Saturday to Moses Cone Park (gravel carriage trails) and bundled her up and was able to run for 2 hours while she slept. It was pretty nice - no guilt about leaving the kids with Ash, plenty of space for water and food. That might be a lifesaver. Yesterday, the training officially started. 30 weeks and counting. Now we have to keep track of blood sugars, exercise, and food - Dr. Chuck at ASU is beginning the study. On monday, I woke up early and rode for 45 minutes on the trainer - BS was 190 in the morning. I ate a couple of eggs and toast after that and went to school. I was 107 at lunch and ate rice and tempe. I was low by the end of school and had a pop tart. Met Ash in town for a 4 mile run and realized I forgot my shorts. No worries, though - I had my Carharts on (I always have my carharts on) and off I went - half way through I was 51. I ate pasta last night and figured I'd go high, but woke up t

Don't be fooled by the title... its not some inspirational piece - this was an actual dream I just had (its like 3:15 am)... and actually it was a nightmare. I'm still sweating. I remember us all being on some beach... we were swimming in the waves and then it turned into the competition. The waves were amazing and relentless.... no one could get through them... we all kept getting washed back to shore. Dave said something about going deep and we both dived and held our breaths for a looong time.... I have images of huge waves barrelling overhead. When we surfaced, we were on the other side of the breakers...but the water was now like some huge reservoir and we were near a giant concrete wall.... but miracle of miracles... it was shallow right up near the edge! We ran in waist deep water! Which was very helpful... seeing as we were pulling what seemed to be a comforter through the water.... I haven't figured that one out either. Well, it was no time and we were across - I r

Wow. A lot has happened in the last week. After the last post, the whole family got sick. Nothing too major - snot much of a problem... It hit Ash worst, me next, the kids were just a bit drippy...oh, and Adia really hasn't been sleeping that great. But all in all, nothing really to complain about. The picture here is of a surprize that Zoe made for me today - she called me at school to tell me about it... to tell me that she was making a surprize. Ash then said that she was writing this word over and over - "PECE" - Ash asked what she was writing, Zoe says "Peace, you know, its in the bedroom" We have a peace flag in there and she remembered it by the letters on her own. She wasn't going back and forth. Pretty freaking cool... odd, the wisdom of children sometimes. On other fronts - the rabbit (that was an old breeder that Ash rescued from the pet store (they just gave it to her)) had 2 babies the other day (they warned her that the rabbit might be pregnant

I've been a bit swamped with school the last few days but here are a few updates. I began training my sleeping habits - I got up at 4 am 4 days this week (one of them was at 3...but that was my daughter's fault). I wasn't training any harder - but if I start doubling the time I need to spend on training, I know I can't count on evenings... I don't want to cut into drawing dinosaurs (Zoe) time, playing unicorn time (Zoe), changing poopie diapers (Adia) time...actually, I would rather enjoy cutting into that last time. It worked OK... as long as I don't complain about it. I did some swimming with a small thought about workout. I used to just swim a mile. Now I am doing 200's and trying to keep the time under 4 minutes. It hurts me, but it's ok. We had an ice storm friday and got the day off which was nice...seeing as I had some tests to grade which I didn't have graded...still don't have graded. We ate dinner with Jon and Carole and Jim an