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    Waiting. Is the hardest part.

    Waiting is so hard. So hard. I threw some things out in the universe (or the universe threw some things at me), and now I just have to wait to see if they happen. Jumping through the hoops in order to have these possible opportunities was a lot of work–but at least in that work, you feel productive. When you’re waiting around to hear back, you tell yourself “stop waiting around. You have stuff to do.” I get dragged down sometime in the frustrations of checking email all the time just looking for any kind of a sign. I should be focused on moving through the day accomplishing things, but…

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    Trying to be FUN Again. Does watching a depressing documentary count?

    When I’m alone with a night of TV to myself, which doesn’t happen much because my kid likes to sleep the same hours as me, my first choice is whatever the most disturbing, depressing documentary is. This weekend it happened to be Fire in Paradise on Netflix. It blew my mind. I follow the news regularly, but the news does not get at what it felt like to be in the middle of that fire. I cannot imagine escaping your home to get away from the flames only to encounter nightmare traffic that isn’t budging. The police yelled at people to abandon their cars and lay low on a slab…

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    To my Huxley, my Bubba, My Boy

    I figure what is a better subject on a Saturday entry than to tell you more about my dog Huxley. I feel like I have already done this before, but he is worth multiple posts. He is a 4 yr old wire-haired pointing griffon, and he is everything. Having him as a pet has made me want to live out in the country and have SO MANY dogs. I’m not even kidding. I think about it almost daily, and I try to envision what changes can be made in my life circumstances to allow me such a gift. Living in this crazy expensive city, it’s just impossible to afford the…

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    Nap Time

    I used to take a nap almost every day. While it sounds luxurious, it was mostly due to insomnia during the night and exhaustion during the day–so not that cute. But it was so restorative. There was a zombie-like feeling that took about an hour or so to shake off, but even that I loved. In a world where I am easily confused about how to spend my time, napping is the best bet always. “Nap when the baby naps.” I’m not sure anyone said this out loud to me, but I must have read it at least a dozen times–which is saying a lot considering I gave up reading…

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    An entry every day.

    I am going to do my best to write an entry every day until the end of the year. I did this once before, and I ran out of things to say. This was an amazing feeling. I love to write, but I don’t have much these days. I’m going to try to stop by here everyday for my own good–my own self care. I hope you stop by, too. The other day I was thinking about how I could basically just write these entries on Facebook or Instagram. Who knows, maybe I can even get FOLLOWERS? I was thinking about how blogs are not a real thing anymore, but…

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    I actually did some triathlons! RACE REPORT.

    I re-branded my website after having Kenzy, calling it “Triathlete Mom.” LOL, I guess I thought I would be a big time triathlete/mom/influencer by this point, except that I didn’t do any triathlons OR write more than 2 blogs a year…so no big sponsors sending me gear these days. I am so very excited to write that I actually did TWO triathlons in June. It took me until August to tell you this, but it happened & I’m here to report all about it. I have done several duathlons & road races since having Kenzy, so it’s not like I’ve been totally out of that world. But there is something…

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    So let me tell you about motherhood (unless you already know)…

    Motherhood. It always seemed to be something way off in the distance for me, which as an 18 year old I assumed would be at the old age of 28. Then life and school and moving around happened. And then as a 28yr old I watched Sex and the City and told my friends I would never be 35 and still looking for love. SO OLD. And now here I am at 40 with A TWO YEAR OLD. At this point  in my life I was supposed to be dealing with the horrors of adolescence with my teenager. Instead, I have bought a book called “How to Potty Train,” and…

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    Top 10 (I mean 11) of 2018

    Wow, Huh. End of a year. I know each one is so different for everyone–some years ask more of us, some sail by, some are filled with the most joyous moments, some seem just like the last. Regardless, we made it through. There is celebration enough in that. Here is my top 10 list for the year (in no particular order): My little brother had a baby girl named June Olive. I mean, even the name is insanely cute. You should see her. Full head of dark hair, just gorgeous. I have always been so proud of my brothers–but never so much as when I get to see them become…

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    Race Report: Tour De Cure Duathlon

    This race was a 5k run/14 mile bike ride/5k run at the Sante Fe Recreation Dam (about 45 minutes outside of the city). Most people signed up for cycling rides (up to 100 miles)–the duathlon was a new addition this year. It is so rare in this crowded part of the country to find an event where less than 50 people are participating, but I did it! My main concern was getting lost, making a wrong turn, doing too many loops, etc–since there would be so many others out there going in different directions. But the race directors were super nice & on top of things, so I started in…

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    The Big 4-0!

    I turned 40 last month, but I’m so busy running after a mini-me 24/7 that I didn’t have too much time to think about it. I don’t have too many emotions around birthdays, other than a “thank you thank you I’m still alive” kind of feeling and a “I hope this is not even the half way point” wish. I am happy and healthy and forever grateful to have those two gifts. At 38, having a baby was the most incredible blessing–which is only hitting me as I turn 40. I say this to other new moms out there who are dealing with postpartum hormonal messiness, lack of sleep, a…