Goals & Healing

I am an on/off smoker... I smoked through part of college and grad school and quit about a year after I got married... I would bum the occational one while out with friends but quit doing that about 3 months before we started trying for Kayden...

I started again last June when my husband and I separated... when he moved back in, I quit again... and started up again in December when I filed for divorce...

This is a year of healing for me... Part of that healing involves completing a goal of mine from several years ago... which happened to require me to quit smoking at the beginning of April when I started training...

I am currently training for a half marathon that is taking place on October 20... I know I can do it as I've walked further than that before... but I really want to get back into running and I figure the only way to keep myself motivated is to aim high.

I am training on a walk 1/run 2-3 minute schedule as of now... some days are better than others but I know I'm improving... and while I'd like to run the whole distance, I am realistic and know it may be a walk/run interval kind of day...

I'm totally going to ROCK that 13.1 sticker on the back of my car, though ;-)

Mouths Of Babes

When I get frustrated with a whiney, uncooperative Kayden (almost 3), I tend to say things like "I'm gonna put you on the porch!" or "I'm gonna throw you out the window!" and then turn and walk away... It's not anything I'd EVER do, only a way to blow off steam...

Last night, we were having a hard time... Kayden was upset that her bandaid got wet but didn't want another one, then said she had to go potty but refused to walk to the bathroom because it would mess up her bandaid even more...

Mommy: I'm gonna throw you out the window!
(Paused, then tried to pick her up to carry her to the bathroom so she could go potty.)
Kayden: NO! Don't throw me out the window!!!
Mommy: (I burst out laughing) Baby, I'd never really throw you out the window!
Kayden: (Laughed, too, because Mommy was laughing so hard)

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A few weeks ago, we were riding in the car when we came to a stop light. I reached back and grabbed her foot...

Mommy: I love you, Toes!
Kayden: Mommy! Don't touch my toes! They're DANGEROUS!

(Where does she get this stuff?!?!)