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Last Day in Ft Lauderdale

2013-05-20T20:44:00.001-05:00

Yesterday was my last day in Ft Lauderdale. Jami promised me she'd take me to the beach since I didn't get to go to the beach the last time I was with her in Ft Lauderdale.

I remember Ft Lauderdale as a big party spring break spot way back in the day, so I wondered what the beach would be like.

Things were relatively quiet and relaxing.

Don't get me wrong, there are high rise hotels along the beach so there are plenty of people, but you're not right on top of one another and I loved the people watching.

We went for a longish walk along the beach and called it a day after about 2.5 hours. Jami is good for my skin. She doesn't want to overdo it, so I wind up being good too. It was a good thing it only lasted that long because, as always, the sun I'd gotten came out a little later and it was PLENTY (even with SPF 50 in most places).

I really liked Ft Lauderdale beach. I think it's a good mix of people to keep you entertained without being overly crowded and congested. I'd definitely go back. Oh and the water was much clearer than other Atlantic coastlines I have seen. You could actually see to the bottom in many spots.

Later on that evening Jami and I loaded up our red Solo cups and set out for the water taxi. I was hungry when we left, but Jami assured me the water taxi ride would be about a half hour long. I could definitely wait that long to eat.

The water taxi was awesome, but didn't do much for the self esteem. Here are a few pics of the houses along our route.

I don't know how these people are getting by! Ha! Their yachts cost more than my house. No lie.

So yes, the scenery was pretty incredible and I enjoyed the water taxi ride.

All TWO HOURS of it. Ok, ok it was an hour and 45 minutes, but clearly NOT the half hour Jami promised. I almost ate my arm as an appetizer.

Nonetheless we made it to our destination for dinner and enjoyed the rest of our evening before taking a LAND taxi (10 minutes) home.

Jami and I spent a good amount of time relaxing (isn't that what vacation is all about?) and I enjoyed it so much. It's nice to get away and live it up every once in awhile. I'm glad to have spent the time with one of my BFF and hope she'll invite me back again. Hint hint!

NOT from last night.

Food and Fun

2013-05-19T13:30:00.001-05:00

Let's see where did I leave off? Oh yes, Friday night. Friday we decided to go to the Dubliner Irish Pub for dinner. Jami is a super smarty and she bought us several groupons to use during our stay. The Dubliner was one of them.

When we got there they said we COULD use our groupon WITH happy hour and for alcohol. What? Where the hell are we? This made Jami (and me) VERY, VERY happy.

So we ordered a bunch of $2 sliders to split (corn beef, roast beef, brisket and fish) and some homemade mac n cheese. ALL of it was so, so good. I highly recommend the Dubliner.

Our next mission was to find somewhere we could have a few drinks and watch the Penguins game. We had scoped out a place a short walk from our place the night before. Jami said we were NOT staying for the whole game.

But you know, SHE got to drinking and she let me stay until the end.

She even posed for a pic.

And then I got eaten by a shark.

We woke up Saturday and walked a few block to get a Starbucks. I love living in a community where you can walk to everything and drawbridges are your biggest "problem".

The rest of the day was spent at the rooftop pool. It started off nice, but quickly turned cloudy and VERY windy.

It was ok though because it kept me from overdoing it in the sun (which I have a tendency to do).

Later that evening we went out to Rice and Dough, which was an italian/sushi place. Interesting combination, but again, we had a groupon.

The salad we started with was AMAZING. So so good. It could have used a small blue cheese crumble and that would have made it a perfect 10. As it, it was a solid 9. If you don't know me, a salad is VERY important to my meal. I love a good salad.

We ordered a margherita pizza and chicken parm to share. The pizza had wonderfully melted mozzarella and fresh basil. It was very good. The chicken parm was not only not good, but bad. We both took one bite and left the rest. We expected the manager (who stopped by our table) or the waitress to ask us what was the matter, but they never did. We felt bad complaining since we were eating on a groupon. The bad chicken didn't sour our experience, however, overall it was still REALLY good pizza and we had plenty left over to take home.

Then I sat in a big crooked chair.

The end!

I've Escaped (to Ft Lauderdale)

2013-05-17T14:53:00.001-05:00

I'm vacationing with my friend Jami (remember the one I lived with while our house was being built?) in Ft. Lauderdale. Her parents have a condo and we're living the high life.

We arrived last evening and decided to take a stroll to get some dinner. The views were horrible.

That's NOT my boat (in case you wondered)

We wound up hitting the sack a little early (10 pm) because I was super tired, but that meant I was ready to go bright and early this morning.

Our Condo

I was in search of COFFEE! Again, the weather and the views were amazing.

After I was fed and caffeinated we decided to go for a jog. We went just down the street to a local neighborhood. I could probably afford to rent one of the porta potties left out for the workers. Maybe. I didn't take any pictures of the houses because that would be awkward, but these are some of the views.

Rough place to live

Anyway, we wound up running just short of 3 miles because we didn't plan our run quite right and neither one of us really cared. 2.75 miles on vacation is good enough.

Looking large next to Jami!

After our jog we headed up to the rooftop pool for a little R&R and to soak up the rays.

I have to say, it's been rough so far, but I think I can hold on and do this for 2 more days. Wish me luck!

Wordless Wednesday: Lady Bucs Edition

2013-05-15T22:15:00.001-05:00

Spent the evening at the Pirates' game with my sister and her friends and my friend, Tracey. It was a fun time on a perfectly beautiful evening.

Race for the Cure: Team Mar-TA-TA

2013-05-13T18:11:00.000-05:00

I'll admit, mother's day started a little earlier than I would have liked when I woke up to do the Race for the cure. I had my alarm set for 5:30 am, but for whatever reason (snoring husband) I woke up at 4:36 (to be exact) and couldn't fall back to sleep.

My sister's BFF, Marta was diagnosed last July with Breast Cancer. So my mom, my sister, my niece (and others) all signed up to walk the Race for the Cure (breast cancer walk) on Mother's Day. As it turned out, my mom did something to her knee and was unable to walk, so it was just my sister, my niece and I.

Oh yes, we were Team Mar-TA-TA in honor of Marta. How cute were we?

Anyway we met up with Marta, Marta's daughter Jackie and my sister's other friend Annette at Amy's house to all ride down together.

Annette, Jackie, MARTA!!, Me, Amy, Abbey

We arrived down at the race festivities and met up with Marta's whole team. She had just about 40 people on her team. I think it is pretty awesome that everyone came together to honor and support her. Clearly so many people love and support her, so that should tell you the type of person she is. Marta, you truly are an inspiration.

At 7:30 there was a survivors parade and then everyone gathered together to sing some songs and important people spoke some kind words. It was amazing to see all these courageous women who fought and survived breast cancer.

Some of the women were 50 year survivors. How awesome is that? Unfortunately, for every survivor, I think there was someone there walking for someone else who wasn't as fortunate. It's so sad seeing people who were walking to honor someone's MEMORY.

It hit too close to home for my sister's other friend Annette, who recently lost her aunt.

The whole ceremony was very moving and reminded me to appreciate my own health and the health of my family and loved ones. Our lives can change in an instant and I want to live fully and not take for granted the loved ones I have in my life. This was definitely a reminder!

Aside from the obvious reasons we were there (to honor and celebrate those that beat breast cancer and to remember those that didn't) it was fun being near my old college campus and the park looked beautiful on the incredibly sunny (but cold) day.

After the ceremony, we made our way to the start line for the 5K walk. It was so incredibly crowded. I can't even estimate how many people were there, but it was THOUSANDS!!! It was tough to walk because it was so heavily crowded. It was especially hard if you intended to walk at anything other than an snail's pace.

accidental photo bomb by one of our teammates who rear ended us. haha

We walked slowly through for the first mile or so, but eventually we really started moving, weaving in and out to make better time.

When we finally arrived at the finish line I was so happy.

Walking a 5k takes WAAAAAY too long.

I was so happy to be a part of this special day honoring so many breast cancer survivors and helping to raise money for research and prevention. I'm glad I got to do this with my sister and was sad my mom couldn't be there.

Marta, you are a brave survivor and I am happy to have been a part of your team and your special day. Here's to MANY more years of celebration in your recovery. You're a fighter and I'll be glad to walk with you (even if it's at snail's pace through all the meandering walkers) ANYDAY!

Mother's Day 2013

2013-05-12T18:17:00.000-05:00

I had a great Mother's day that started off with the Race for the Cure (breast cancer walk), but that deserves a post all it's own (so I will do that tomorrow).

When I got home from the "race" the kids were all hiding and then popped out to say surprise. They were so excited to give me their gifts (as always) and they did NOT disappoint (as always).

Apparently Jack knew EXACTLY what he wanted to buy me. George had told me a couple of days ago that Jack told him precisely what he wanted and he took him right to get it. Of course I was intrigued and wondered what he picked.

I never dreamed it would be a pink sports bra. Good job Jackie!

Ella was equally excited, but nervous that I wouldn't like her gift. I wasn't worried. I know she knows me.

Really it's the cards I love the most. They spend so much time making them and Ella wrote me a really sweet note this year. She said I was her "most favorite mama." Well I should hope so! Ha!

Anyway, she got me a pair of pink Coach flip flops. What's not to love?

I'm not sure what Nicholas and I are laughing at in this picture, but I really love it. I love this boy so much and I love to see him so genuinely happy!

As you can tell, I was VERY excited about my gift. It was a new beverage dispenser. Mine was really cheap and old and I saw this one at Sam's Club. Nicholas remembered. He's a good egg.

I love the pic he drew of me. He could have made a little skinnier. What?

Today, and every day I feel so blessed to be the mother of these three wonderful kids. I am truly feel like being their mom is a gift and really the only one I need. All the stuff is just a bonus.

I'm also blessed by the best husband. He bought me a brand new camera (an upgrade) and pampered me with a steak and crab leg homemade dinner. Oh and I napped and didn't lift a finger all day. Thanks Georgie! Love you!

An absolutely perfect day!

Soccer Saturday

2013-05-11T10:26:00.000-05:00

April Photostream

2013-05-08T18:41:00.000-05:00

Time for my monthly photo dump. Don't forget to follow me on Instagram if you wish to see all this bis-naz ahead of time (momswimbikerun).

I snuggled with my buddy. I will miss these days.

Ella's art creation. I love this one!

We looked at four wheelers to buy.

Jack went to his first Penguins game.

This is what happens when I leave town. Ella wears camo.

Spring Sprung and the kids finally got out to play.

Jack got a baseball helmet and bag and got himself all ready for baseball.

New running kicks!

Lunch with my buddy (We get so much one on one time, I wish I had it with ALL of them).

Jack had his Kinder assessment. He did awesome. All ready for Kinder.

Nicholas made a travel hockey team and was VERY happy!

I got my bib and shirt for the Race for the Cure (Mother's day walk). Walking for my sister's BFF Marta.

I put Jack to work!

Baby shower gift to my good friend Jen for her first baby!

Subway.

Busstop!

Pedis!

Family skate night.

I made Ella a massive sock bun. Must practice.

We bought a 4 wheeler. Notice it is NOT camo!

Interested in more from this series? Read the other installments below:

April Photostream
May Photostream
June Photostream
July Photostream

August Photostream

September Photostream

Jack's Art Show

2013-05-07T19:23:00.001-05:00

Today was Jack's art show at his preschool.

The teachers have been collecting their favorite pieces done throughout the year and they were on display for all the parents to see. It was really a site to see and it was very special.

Each cild was given an "award" for their best piece in the show. Jack's was his dinosaur.

He was extremely proud of it. It was great to see Jack so happy in a school setting. He really didn't act shy at all.

He had a great time taking everyone around and showing them all his art pieces.

After the art show portion of the evening the kids did a little Where the Wild Things Are reenactment. Jack was a wild thing. Appropriate!

Next they sang and I couldn't believe Jack actually participated. Again, he didn't seem shy at all.

I mean he wasn't a ham like some of the kids, but he was completely comfortable and happy up there singing and doing the "moves".

As we watched, I couldn't help but think this was my VERY LAST preschool event. How can that be? How can I be through with that phase of my life? It went waaaaaaay waaaaaaay too quickly.

I feel very lucky to have found Myschool Preschool and Miss Cindy (Jack's teacher). She really is amazing and brought so much out of Jack this year. Jack is always full of information and I'll ask him where he learned "that". His reply is always, "Miss Cindy." Finally one day he said to me, "Mom, learn everything from Miss Cindy."

I'm so proud of Jack and everything he has accomplished this year in preschool. He has grown and learned so much and yes it was due, in part, to the fabulous Miss Cindy!

I'm a Runner XXV: Pittsburgh Half Marathon Edition

2013-05-06T18:00:00.000-05:00

Susan Tirch

Wife/Mom/Sister/Daughter/Friend

38, Pennsylvania

I began running with really no idea what I'd be able to do. My heart wanted to run a 2:05 but my legs had other things in mind.

At first I started off fast and dreamed of what it would be like if I could hold that pace through the entire 13.1 miles. Ha!

For so long I took running for granted and even when I had better races I still didn't really appreciate them for being GREAT! I'd give anything to have last year's race back and a 2:08 finish.

I'm used to running with friends and even a lot of races lately I've done side by side with one of my friends. While I appreciate running with my friends SO MUCH, I think I made the right decision (in this case) to run alone. I know I did what I wanted to do when I wanted to do it. This race was ALL ME!

My character as a runner is ~~probably~~ definitely stronger than my actual ability as a runner. I always have my head in the game and my heart for that matter. I do pride myself in having a lot of determination and perseverance.

When I travel for a race, I usually don't sleep well. I slept like a rock before the Pittsburgh Half Marathon. I suddenly woke up at 3:55 am five minutes before my alarm went off. My body even built in a snooze. Ha!

My Pet Peeve while racing is most definitely spitting. I can't stand the sight of spit on the ground. I know it's part of the sport, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. I find it disgusting.

When I'm training hard for a race, I go into things with a lot more confidence. I felt like a fish out of water at the start line this year. I just didn't know what to expect out of this old body of mine.

A 10:00 pace used to feel really comfortable for me, these days 11:00 sounds better. During last year's half I managed to squeak out a 9:45 pace. The fastest I ever ran in a race was 8 minutes flat over 2 miles. I almost died.

If I got down during the race yesterday I thought about a couple of things. First, the Boston runners. My shirt said Run for Boston. It didn't say, mope your way through a race for Boston. I also thought about just being ok with who you are at the time. I did the best I could and that's all I can ask out of myself. Was it what I wanted for myself? No, but it was definitely all I had in me.

My dream half marathon time is 1:59:59. I want so badly to break that 2:00 mark. One day perhaps. One day!

Being a mom of three kids heavily involved in activities is a crazy life. I love it, but it makes fitting in runs difficult at times. I've learned to not sweat it. I will not die if I miss a run and I've accepted the fact that I'm not going to run on a treadmill at 4:30 am or 10:30 pm. It's ok with me!

Interested in reading more from this series? Check them out below:

I'm a Runner

Pittsburgh Half Marathon Race Recap 2013

2013-05-05T18:59:00.002-05:00

Wow what a day! I ran my 11th (and worst) half marathon to date, but in a lot of ways it was a huge victory!

You know all the typical stuff happened this morning. Alarm went off at 4:00 am, snoozed, wondered why I do this stuff, had a nervous stomach, etc. This morning I was a little more nervous than usual, because obviously I was SERIOUSLY undertrained.

I did not do a single workout from December 30th until the end of March. As in, zero, zilch, nada! I started to do some light training at the end of March and managed to log just 33 miles as my marathon training. Yes you read that right. 33 total miles run in ALL of 2013. So to say that I was underprepared was really an understatement. The one thing I had to get me through was my determination and I was just that--determined. I was determined to race and give it MY ALL.

Despite feeling nervous all morning, I was also excited. I love the feeling of race morning and I particularly love the Pittsburgh Marathon. I guess it's because I have so much love for the city. How couldn't I?

Running in Pittsburgh across all the bridges is so awesome. The views are amazing and the spectators are endless. Seriously, I haven't personally seen crowd support like Pittsburgh at ANY other race.

Speaking of crowd support.... I have to give a HUGE shout out AGAIN to my sister who carried her big ass balloon and made her way through thousands of people across the city to cheer us on. She's amazing. Love you Meem!

Don't misunderstand. My sister loves me and all, but she was there to see my niece (and her friends) run the 13.1. Abbey ran this year and was hoping for a PR and her friends were running this distance for the first time ever. So exciting!

Me and my niece Abbey

In addition to having the best spectator ever, I was also running with a fabulous group of ladies. I've trained with this ladies since I've moved back to Pittsburgh (obviously with Tracey before) and I have never felt anything but love and respect from all of them. We encourage each other and lift each other up and it means so much to me! Love you girls.

Back: Lisa, ME, Barb, Kristy, Michelle
Front: Tracey, Charlene, Maura

Ok enough of the sap. On to the nitty gritty. We made our way to the start and made TWO pitstops at porta potties. We were in our coral ready to go by 6:30 for the 7:00 start.

It was a tad chilly (barely 50 degrees) as we waited for the start, so I was eager to get started. By this time I'd started to calm down a bit and wasn't extremely nervous. I told myself to just do the best I could do. What more could I ask for out of myself?

And just like that the elite athletes were off and we were waiting for our coral to be released. Sidebar: Pittsburgh did such a great job on the coral starts this year. Each coral was released separately with with a staggered start. It made for a LOT less congestion and weaving through.

The first mile of the race was insane. I just took off the best I could and had no idea how fast I was going. My watch was saying I was running a 7:32 pace (impossible) and then would read an 11:44 (more likely) haha. So I had no idea where my pace was. When the first lap buzzed, it said I completed the first mile in 8:19. That clearly was not right.

I just tried to settle into a pace that felt a little bit uncomfortable, but not like I was gonna die. I'm not sure where it was (maybe around 1.5 miles) I saw a friend up ahead. She had posted her outfit on Facebook, so when I saw her from behind I immediately knew it was her. We chatted for about a mile or so before we hit the first water stop.

Justine was going for a big goal at a pace I knew I'd never keep up. It was nice being with her while it lasted, but I had to say goodbye. The last thing Justine said to me before she left was, "don't get discouraged." Justine knew I'd been suffering through with the injury and all and her words of support meant a lot to me. (BTW Justine rocked it coming in just shy of her "A" goal.)

I knew my sister was going to be at the end of the 2nd bridge around the 4 mile mark. I set my sights on making it to mile 4.

Mile 1: 8:19 NOT!!!

Mile 2: 10:10

Mile 3: 10:53 what???

Mile 4: 10:31

Pretty soon I was making it down the bridge and I spotted my sister's balloon. I was so happy to see her and still pretty happy with the race at this point.

I think we were all happy at mile 4!

Lisa's family was supposed to be at mile 5, but I wasn't exactly sure where. I knew they'd be on the left so I just moved all the way left and kept my eyes peeled. Sure enough right at the 5 mile mark I went by them screaming and frantically waving. The girls were so cute, and I loved Emily's sign.

It was nice seeing someone else I knew on the course.

Just after seeing Lisa's family, there was the first uphill (besides the bridges) of the day. I hated it, but I was able to muscle through. My legs were feeling ok. Not good or bad, just ok.

Mile 5: 10:14

Mile 6: 10:39

At about the 6.5 mile mark is where things started to go downhill. Well actually, things started going UPHILL. haha At this point during the course you make your way up the West End Bridge, which is a bitch of a hill in and of itself. This is where I started to walk. I allowed myself 30 steps with my right foot and then would make myself start running again. My legs were hating me so much and especially hated me on any uphill. I'd be sure to take my walking breaks on the uphill.

As I rounded the West End loop and made my way up to Carson (another hill), I wanted to die. I was doing a steady walk/run through these miles and started feeling down because I felt so bad physically. Then I remembered Justine's words to me. "Don't get discouraged," she said. I said to myself that she was right. Why should I be discouraged? I was doing the VERY BEST I could and that's all I could ask of myself. Plus I knew if I made it through the last uphill heading into the South Side it would be flat for a good stretch. Also my sister was up ahead at mile 9.

Mile 7: 11:20

Mile 8: 10:48

Even though I'd tackled the worst of the hills, my body wasn't recovering like it had on earlier hills. I was still hurting even on the flats, but I would NOT get discouraged. I just took rest when I needed (30 right stomps) and trudged along.

I passed mile 9 and the marathon relay exchange (where my sister was supposed to be) and I never saw my sister. It was a MAJOR let down, but I guess with all the bridge and road closures my sister didn't make it to us in time.

Keep pushing and don't get discouraged. That's all I kept telling myself. My overall pace was slowing more and more and it was hard to not let it bother me, but I knew even with a terrible last few miles, I'd still do OK.

I just wanted to make it to the Birmingham Bridge because I knew that was the final turn leading to the VERY LAST big uphill and I'd be home free (and all downhill) from there. The last hill leading up to and on the Boulevard of the Allies about killed me. I think I was doing 30 second walk/run intervals. Every time I started running I'd have to stop again.

My friend Amanda said to look for her at Duquesne University (at the top of the Blvd hill). I told myself to dig deep and put on a strong face to wave hello to Amanda. I looked and looked, but I never saw her. Apparently she made and hung up a sign for me on the Duquesne University walking bridge, but I missed it. So bummed. I would have been pumped to see this ON the course.

Thank you for the effort Amanda. It means so much to me.

Mile 9: 11:20

Mile 10: 11:36

Mile 11: 11:37

Mile 12: 11:55 wahhhhh!!

After finally making it to the top of the last hill, I knew there was nothing to do but cruise downhill. I had some left in the tank and my legs don't hurt too much on a downhill. I tried to kick it in as much as I could and was so, so happy to be so close to the finish line.

Once again, I saw my sister's balloon and began waving frantically for her to see me. She gave me a high five and I had about .5 miles left to go.

I could literally see the 13 mile marker and it was at the crest of a small hill (didn't remember that). I walked. Yes at mile 13 I walked. That's how you know it's bad. I just couldn't get my legs to move up a hill. I counted my 30 steps, was at the top of the hill and just booked as fast as I could to the finish line.

Mile 13: 11:04
Mile 13 to 13.49 (yes I was over by .49!!!!): 9:07

Total: 2:24:57

My garmin said I ran 13.49 miles in 2:24:47 or an average 10:44 pace, but alas the official results are the only ones that count and I ran an 11:04 average. I just didn't want my average pace to be in the 11 minute range, but it is what it is.

I really suffered a LOT physically in this race. From mile 6 to 8 it wasn't great, but from mile 8 on it was pretty much pure hell. My hamstrings ached and tightened and .... well you know... just nothing good. I'm just happy that I did what I set out to do and that was give it my all. I honestly gave this 100% effort. I don't think I could have done any more today. I truly did the best I could (and I didn't get discouraged). How can I be unhappy with that?

I made it back to our meet up point and found all the girls. Everyone had done so well. Charlene kicked ass at her first half (with Tracey by her side for support). Her time was amazing. Lisa, broke 2:00 (in her FIRST half) and wound up in the medical tent (don't worry she is fine). Barb, Michelle, Kristy and Maura all ran solid races that they are each proud of. I'm proud of all these ladies. You all rock!!!

My niece showed up shortly later and was happy that she had PRd today too!!! So proud of you Babs!

Abbey's friends made it too, completing their very first half marathon. How cute are they?

Congrats to everyone on a truly fabulous day. I don't think it could have been more perfect even if it was my slowest half to date.

Lucky Number 11?

2013-05-04T21:12:00.002-05:00

Off to run number 11... Ok well not right now, but in the morning.

Wish me luck! I'm gonna need it.

New Hairs

2013-05-04T08:23:00.002-05:00

Just so y'all are in the loop. I got my hairs did...

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Perfect Day for a Ride

2013-05-02T19:16:00.000-05:00

As I planned out my workouts for the week, Tracey and I planned to do an "easyish" ride on Thursday (today). Easy meaning not a lot of hills. Nothing that would challenge us too, too much. As I looked at the weather for the week, Thursday seemed like it would be the PERFECT day for riding. It was!

There wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was in the upper 50s. Tracey and I both wore shorts, a jersey and our arms sleeves. I felt perfect the whole time. Not too hot, not too cold. The only thing that would have made it better would have been no wind. Because who likes a headwind when you're riding? No one!

The loops (5 miles each) went by pretty quickly and I was thinking how nice it is to be riding with Tracey again. We chatted the whole way. It was a nice way to get the miles in and have some company. Kind of like running, but without all my leg pain.

Tracey asked me during the ride if my legs hurt while I ride and the answer is no. They definitely do NOT hold me back or make me go slower. My hips were a little sore while riding, but nothing hurt so bad to hold me back (like my legs do when I run). Having said that my legs are a particularly sore this afternoon. I'm planning on resting the next two days in hopes of really fresh, ready-to-go legs for Sunday's half.

Tracey and I completed 20.01 miles in 1:22. That's an average of 14.5 mph. I'm never going to be a speed demon on my bike (just like I'm not running). Anything over 13 mph makes me happy. 2nd ride this season. Riding 160 miles over 2 days in June. My training is complete right? What? NO? Ok. I'll keep Riding then..... just as soon as this half marathon is over.

Wordless Wednesday: Jack's T-ball Edition

2013-05-01T18:21:00.001-05:00

Field Trip: Phipps Conservatory

2013-04-30T18:17:00.000-05:00

Sorry I didn't post yesterday. Lately I'm finding it harder and harder to come up with things to blog about. I figure if I have to "come up" with something, then it's probably not something anyone is really interested in reading anyway. It seems (from my stats) that the most popular post are my posts that come from the heart.

In addition to being my fitness journal, my blog is definitely about my kids. Don't forget that MOM part. And while these posts are probably only popular with my mom and maybe my sisters, I still like to have little things in my kids' lives documented.

Here's a little of the action that occurred on Ella's field trip today to Phipps Conservatory.

When we got there we were immediately whisked off into the classroom to learn about worms. Clearly we were overjoyed.

Ella was a little scared about the worms. She did NOT want to touch them.

Her friend was very brave so Ella thought about touching it.

And finally she did!

She was so proud of herself.

But we weren't there for worms, we were there for flowers.

My favorite part, however, was the butterflies.

Ok so it wasn't the best field trip, but it wasn't the worst either.

I'm looking forward to 3rd grade where we go to Heinz Field and PNC Park. Now THAT'S a field trip.

Saturday Sports Marathon

2013-04-28T20:26:00.000-05:00

George was out of town all weekend and I worked on Friday so my mom watched Jack on Friday. She helped me out tremendously by spending the night at my house because Saturday was a youth sports marathon.

I got up at 5:45 am in order to be out the door in time for a 7:00 am ice time. Poor Nicholas. He was so tired.

He doesn't like when I help him do his skates either. I don't normally do a good job, but he didn't complain at all yesterday. He said I got them tight enough and everything. I must be getting good (should be after almost 5 years).

Nichola spent nearly 2 hours skating his heart out during a tryout. I was tired for him. There's some tough competition.

Ella had an 8:30 soccer game, which my mom took her to. I didn't get to snap a pic, but apparently it was pretty cold. She had another game at 11:00 am (again my mom took her there) and it was nice and warm and sunny by then. She scored 5 goals over the 2 games. Of course she did, because I wasn't there.

I took the boys to baseball because this was their very first games ever. I didn't want to send my mom into the unknown world. Ella played soccer in the fall so I knew what to expect.

Jack was very serious at his game. He wore his batting gloves and everything. There were kids on his team that didn't know which way to run the bases. One kid even hit the ball and then picked it up himself and ran with it to first base. Jack just laughed. He doesn't care as long as he's out there giving it his all.

Nicholas didn't seem nervous for his game and then about 10 minutes before the game started the Coach told him he'd be pitching. I think we both almost threw up. I was so nervous the whole time my little buddy was out on the mound. He did a decent job especially for his first time and only having practiced pitching literally one time! As usual, I am so proud of Nicholas.

My kids' activity schedules are insane for the next 6 to 7 weeks, but that's what I get for having three kids. Ha! I want them ALL to be able to do what they want. I love that they want to be involved in activities, but it's a lot to manage. Thank goodness for Granny and thank goodness George is back on duty this weekend.

How to Make a Baseball Cap Cake

2013-04-25T18:36:00.004-05:00

Ok so if you're really here for a step by step how-to then you may not be in the right place. I didn't take any pictures while doing this, but I'll try to explain what I did so those of you trying to replicate can do it too.

I used the Wilton ball pan and baked both sides of the "ball".

My cake is still wet from attaching the logo so don't look at that

I then took the other half of the ball and cut about 2 inches off the bottom. I put a layer of buttercream on top of the 2 inch cake and then put the other half of the ball on top. This made the head part of the hat. I then covered it in fondant (that I dyed myself navy). I had navy food color, but it didn't turn it navy. I had to add black to get it really dark. That's my hint, add black and save yourself a lot of time.

I would really have liked to have done a curved brim, but I didn't have gum paste and the fondant just wouldn't harden up enough. So I just traced a bill of a real hat onto parchment and then placed it onto the rolled fondant and cut around. I put the ball pan half at the back end and cut it so I knew it would fit perfectly onto the head portion of the cap.

I then used the Wilton Cutter Embosser Fondant Tool to make the "seams" on the brim and cap part. I used round decorating tips to make the vent holes. I'm not sure what numbers they were.

Finally I found a NY logo by Googling and cut it out on card stock. I then placed it on the fondant and cut around it using the embossing tool. Easy peasy.

I'm really pleased with the way the cake turned out. I don't think I would have done a thing differently (except use gum paste so I could bend my brim). I still think the flat bill looks cute!

In case anyone wonders, this cake took me about 2 and a half hours to do (with the cupcakes). Oh and speaking of cupcakes, I ordered the toppers from Etsy here.

Oh and in case you're wondering, this was for my friend Tracey's son Owen. Happy Birthday Owen. I hope you love your cake!

Wordless Wednesday: Ella's Jazz Costume Edition

2013-04-24T18:13:00.000-05:00

I just love this girl and this dance is so cute. I can't stand it.

Boston Strong Pittsburgh

2013-04-23T19:52:00.000-05:00

A lot of you probably already saw these pics on my Facebook page yesterday, but I was over eager to share them yesterday. Still, I wanted to post them here to, of course, remember.

You've probably heard about runners coming together around the country in their cities to remember and help raise money for the victims at the Boston Marathon. Well, Boston Strong Pittsburgh happened, but as it turned out I couldn't make it all the way downtown. I decided instead to go to a local version held at a local community park.

Tracey and I decided to ride out together and since she was just brining her girls, I decided to just bring Ella. The boys wanted to stay home and play hockey with Daddy anyway. Ella was VERY excited to run and even though I don't think she FULLY understood what we were doing, she knew we were running for those that couldn't.

We said a nice prayer in the beginning especially for those still struggling to recover and the families that have experienced loss. All of us there knew it could have been any one of us and it hit me just a little too close to home.

The child that died as a result of the bombing was Ella's age! So, so sad!

Like I said, Ella was eager to run and she said she wanted to try for 3 miles. The loop at the park was 1.1 miles.

We figured Jenna was good for one loop, and Megan also said she wanted to do 3 loops.

We all set off running and Megan quickly pulled ahead.

Tracey and I stayed with the girls. After CrossFit that morning, I wasn't too keen on running. A light jog was just fine with me.

Ella was so happy the whole time. She ran and chatted my ear off about this, that and the other thing.

Jenna made it one loop and decided she was hungry. I offered to stay back with her as Tracey and Ella went out for there 2nd loop (Megan was already on her 2nd). Apparently Ella chatted up Tracey too, talking and running the whole time.

Ella took a rest for a bit and fueled up on a few cookies while Tracey went out to catch up with Megan. I figured by the time Tracey got back Ella would have forgotten about the last loop, but she didn't. As soon as Tracey got back, we (Ella and I) headed out for the final loop.

I was so proud of Ella for getting out there and running. She set a goal to run 3 miles and she wasn't going to leave without doing it. She took walking breaks as needed, but her smile never broke. Every time I run with my children, I'm inspired by their enthusiasm and spirt and this time was no exception.

Ella woke up this morning sore and literally crying. She said her feet and hamstrings were sore. I told her yesterday that if she chose to run the full 3 miles, she would probably be sore the next day (mom is ALWAYS right). This morning I reminded her of the injured people and how some of them aren't able to run right now. I told her she should be thankful that she was able to run even if that meant feeling a little bit of pain. I don't know if it helped her, but I told her every time she felt the pain to let that be a reminder and to take that time to pray for all the victims. I don't know if she did, but I hope so.

Congrats to all the girls for running. Megan ran 3.3, Ella 3.3 and Jenna 1.1 miles! How awesome is that? Also, thanks again to my wonderful, fabulous, couldn't be better friend Tracey for inviting us along and running along with Ella and me.

Thoughts on the Pittsburgh Marathon

2013-04-22T18:00:00.000-05:00

Here I sit 2 weeks out from the Pittsburgh Marathon (I'm doing the half) and staring in the face of the harsh realization that my longest long runs has been 5 miles. I plan to attempt 7 miles on Wednesday, but I've been careful not to increase my mileage too much. I think 7 miles is the longest run I'm going to get in before the race.

Let's take a look back shall we? I did the Pittsburgh Marathon (half) in 2010. It was only my second half in my life and, as far as I was concerned at the time, I rocked it. I knocked 8 minutes off my first half marathon time and I felt pretty damn good about it.

It rained for pretty much 12.1 miles of the 13.1 miles, I chaffed and I bled (my toes), but I finished with determination. 2:09:20.

I skipped 2011 because we were living in Texas, but I flew in to run in 2012. I was at a really good place in my fitness regimen and bound and determined to set a PR (held by my prior Pittsburgh Marathon showing in 2010). My niece ran her first half that year and it was pretty special having her there with me. At 17 years old, I never would have had the courage to tackle 13.1 miles.

My niece Abbey and me

My friend Tracey decided to run WITH me, which was awesome. Tracey is much faster, so helping pace me to a PR wasn't hard for her. It got hot that day, which made things difficult for me, but I was determined to push through and get a PR. With little time to spare, I finished my last mile at a 8:23 pace and finished the race with a big PR of 2:07:22.

Tracey and me

So I have really great memories of my two Pittsburgh Half Marathon races. This year, I'm kind of terrified. I've run almost a dozen half marathons and I haven't been this nervous since my very first half back in November of 2009. At that time, I didn't know if I could finish. I mean I seriously didn't know if I could run 13.1 miles. I had only trained up to 10 miles and running 13.1 seemed impossible, but I was determined and I did it. (Finished in 2:17:22 in case you wondered).

I have no idea what this year's half marathon holds for me. I don't know if I can finish. I don't know if I will have to walk. I don't feel confident in my training or my abilities right now. One thing I am sure of is my determination. Determination has seen me through so many things in the past, and I'm hoping it will help me through the Pittsburgh Half.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't recommend just going out and doing a race you haven't trained for and expect to be able to finish without some obstacles. In fact, I really don't recommend it AT ALL, but I've decided to run this marathon whether it's smart or not. I'm running my OWN RACE, all alone, and that way at the end I'll know, whatever the outcome, I made an experience all my own. I won't wonder what if, or think coulda, shoulda, woulda.

So that's the decision. Me, myself and I running/hobbling/walking the Pittsburgh Marathon. One thing is for sure, I'll be bringing along my determination.

Hosting a Yellow and Gray Baby Shower

2013-04-21T17:53:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I hosted a surprise baby shower for my best friend from pharmacy school, Jennifer. When Jen first got pregnant, I contacted her family to see if I could help with a shower, but I was told (in no uncertain terms) that Jennifer did NOT want a shower. And she didn't want one--THEN! About 3 weeks ago, Jen confessed during a late night talk with her hubby that she regretted saying she didn't want a shower. Her husband filled us all in on Jen's "confession" so we all hopped into motion. I hosted a shower for Jen at her home for her husband's side of the family and her mother hosted for Jennifer's side of the family the week prior. Both showers were surprises and both were so fun.

When Jen pulled up to the house she acted so surprised and was so "mad" that we had "gotten her" two weeks in a row. If she wasn't surprised, then she deserves an Oscar for her performance.

I loved, loved, loved planning the shower. I did try to keep all the fuss to a minimum as that is why Jennifer didn't want the shower to begin with. I went with a gray and yellow theme since the sex of the baby is not known.

I ordered the invites from this site on Etsy. I was so pleased with the invite and the service was great. I made an error on the first invite (left out SURPRISE) and she quickly fixed it and at no charge to me.

I wanted to do some special touches to show the thought I put into planning things for Jen's special occasion. I think I originally saw the idea to set out a piggy bank on Pinterest. Then I found this adorable chalkboard piggy bank at Target and just wrote on it asking the guests to fill the bank.

As the guest arrived I asked them to fill out these cards, "Wishes for baby." They slipped their filled out card into a mini photo album and it's something I hope Jen, an eventually her baby, will look back on and smile.

I found these cards and printed them for free here.

I made all the decorations myself including pinwheels from this tutorial and tissue paper pom poms from this tutorial.

I wanted to do a custom cake for Jen and even thought about making it myself, but the 3 hour car ride deterred me. Because of our short time frame, I couldn't find anyone able to make a custom cake. I decided to order a regular cake and make my own cake topper inspired by this $35 topper I found on Etsy. I made mine for less than $2. Obviously the Etsy one was cuter, but I thought mine made a nice substitute. That was, until someone called it a goal post. Ha!

Since I knew Jen didn't want to play games, I decided to buy small prizes and give them away during the time Jen was opening her gifts. You know, the old set a timer and whomever's gift she is opening gets the prize. No harm in that right?

I also made little favors to thank the guests for coming by attaching a tag to color themed antibacterial hand sanitizer. Good for when the guest come to visit baby!

I kept the food light and did wraps and pita sandwiches with pasta salad, veggies/dip and chips/pretzels. Oh and the YELLOW lemonade of course. I loved the veggies in the little paper cups, which I got here. So cute! I also ordered really cute yellow and gray paper straws, but they weren't delivered in time. I still don't have them. Next baby? haha

None of these details really matter however. Even though each thing was created with love and thought of making the day special, none it really mattered. All that mattered was seeing Jennifer happy, and I truly think she was.

Because seriously, what mother-to-be doesn't deserve to be showered with love?

The happiness was seen on her face.

I would have done this shower a million times over (even on 3 weeks notice) just to see that happiness again and again. I love you Jen, and I know you'll be a fabulous mom to your new baby. I can't wait to meet and love him/her!

MoJo Running Mojitos and Muffins

2013-04-18T21:07:00.002-05:00

Tonight my running buds and I went to the local running store, Mojo Running to partake in a few mojitos and help support a local women's charity.

Mojo gave out TONS of cool raffle prizes. I did NOT win one single thing.

The End!

*This post is also known as I'm too tired to write anything tonight.
**Also I am NOT pregnant despite the looks of this picture. Seriously? WTH?

I Tried my Best

2013-04-17T20:08:00.000-05:00

So today's workout at CrossFit was hard. Like I looked at the board and said, "that's gonna suck" hard. Take a look-see.

First we did front squats. We were supposed to do 3 sets of 5 at 70% of our max. I settled on 65 lbs. It was hard, but doable. So far so good.

Then the WOD. Oh the WOD.

21, 15, 9 for time:
Row (calories)
Thrusters 45 lbs Rx
SDHP
Hand Release Pushup
Med Ball Clean 14 lbs Rx
Wall Ball

So to explain you have to do 21 of each exercise and then when you've gone through exercise, go through again doing 15 of each and then 9 of each. Make sense?

So rowing for calories really makes you realize how much you have to row just to work off 21 stinking calories. Seriously? I know I'm a crappy rower, but I'm thinking about that rowing for every Cheez it I pop in my mouth making lunches.

I used 35 lbs for my thrusters. I wasn't that far from Rxing this so that made me happy. I might have actually been able to Rx this in hindsight. So yeah, the thruster portion was not too bad.

SDHP were easily my best exercise and I was able to quickly get through these.

Push ups... on my knees. Fine.

But OMG you guys, the med ball cleans and wall balls made me want to stab myself to end my misery. My legs were on fire and my breathing was absolutely out of control. I grabbed my knees so many times and I just wanted to pretend I'd done more reps than I had. Cheating, however, only cheats YOURSELF so I pushed through and did them ALL. Every last stinking one of them and I wanted to die.

I didn't die. I finished in 25:09 (slower than anyone else who posted their time to the white board... I think there were slower people who didn't post). I felt weak and like I wanted to explain that my cardio sucks right now, but then I remembered my promise to myself. I will accept that MY BEST is good enough and today was honestly my best. 25:09, 5:09 or 55:09. It doesn't really matter as long as I tried my best-- and I did.

P.S. Did I mention this was at 5:30 am? No? Well it was. *pats self on back*