Uh oh

I just committed to run a race in Richmond this November*. There are three distances, a marathon, half marathon and an 8k, one of which I will pick at a future date. You’re probably thinking, awesome, Anne, that will be fun! Here’s the trick, I’m on week 1 of the couch to 5k training program. You see, when they say couch, they are referring to lazy butts who spend all day eating cookies and watching TV. You know, people like me. I know I have practically a year to prepare for a minimum 6 mile race, but in the past few years I have attempted to get back into running shape no less than 10 times, and where did that get me? Spending all day eating cookies and watching TV and living in clothes with elastic waist bands.

I am determined to make it work this time. I want to be ready to not only run around all of my favorite spots in DC, but to enjoy it too! Please wish me luck and a healthy, injury-free journey.

^{*and also tentatively, possibly a race in July too…}

7 months

This month was full of new things, but really, isn’t every month? This one in particular meant meeting family members for the first time while on R&R in Texas, most notably her 100 year old great grandma who wanted nothing more to meet her newest great grandchild. A wish we were able to grant just hours before she passed away. She has transitioned from three naps to two, but now often spends those two just talking away in her crib thanks to us giving up the swaddle, which means passing out while on our daily walk around the compound more often than not. While in Utah she had her 6 month check up and in the words of her pediatrician “she’s just perfect, guys!” She had a series of shots, and she reacted by not really being phased. She’s such a tough little cookie. During one sleepless night at the beginning of the month (got to love time zones and jet lag), we discovered that her front teeth are coming in. I can’t wait until they have grown in enough to change her smile. Toothy grins are my favorite. We have been trying lots of new foods lately and have learned that she absolutely hates potatoes and can’t shove grated sharp cheddar cheese into the vicinity of her mouth* fast enough. She’s the best.

*we’re still working on her ability to consistently transfer things from her hand to her mouth