Battered but not broken

Back in March my sister Rebecca (who runs all the time and has run a few marathons) asked me if I wanted to do a half marathon with her in September. That sounded like a good motivation to run again and plus it was so far away...so I agreed. I didn't get into training for it as early as I should, and I've ran into a few health hiccups along the way. Today I did a 9.5 mile run (with a fair bit of walking) and I'm feeling ready for next week. Or at least ready enough. There were a lot of runners on the trail today, and a lot of cute, really fit runners. They are kind of intimidating to me, but oh well. With my very fair skin, any exertion at all turns me rather tomato-red, which is annoying. But I did my run and it felt good and I didn't feel like dying at the end. After I got home I was thinking back over the past three years and I remembered the very end of the pregnancy with the twins when I literally couldn't walk around the block. I got about 1/4 the way around and the discomfort was so bad I had tears in my eyes. I remember feeling like my body was broken and wondering if I'd ever feel "normal" again. Post twins, my body will never be the same as it was before. That has been hard to accept. The squishy extra stuff around my middle isn't going anywhere. But I'm not broken. Just battered. But strong, nonetheless. 

It's been too long...

I used to blog when I had time to sit at my computer and think a bit. Now free time seems so fragmented and most of the time when I am sitting at the computer I'm doing STUFF that needs doing. 

So I'm going to give phone-blogging a try. I do miss posting, even if it's mainly just for me. 

I've been enjoying podcasts more the past few months and one I recently started listening to is Happier with Gretchin Rubin. Every episode she has a "try this at home" tip for happier living, and the one I listened to today had the idea to do a one sentence journal. I liked that. It sounds doable. Maybe I'll try for a few sentences of blogging every week. I think the pressure is there, in journaling and blogging, to catch up, but that is so daunting.

I spent a good part of this week getting the music room rearranged and cleaned out. David really wants to redo it, but that leaves me to do it and I'm not sure I'm up for that. Especially since I found what I thought was a great idea (a DIY IKEA storage bench in front of the window) that would give us some storage for games but also some small footprint seating. He went off on how he keeps wishing we will just get rid of stuff instead of storing it, so that kind of deflated my energy for the project. Especially since I have plenty to get ready for school starting in a few weeks and we have a family reunion the first week of August. Heaven knows I don't need another thing to try and do in my "free time." He's working a lot lately, both at Convirza and on his side project/company, so all of the house related stuff ends up falling to me and it takes a lot of time and energy. I had to spend hours with the sprinkler repair guy this season and it looks like there is a leak in the back yard now... Sigh. Being an adult is obnoxious. 

Let's see if the picture posting has improved since last time I tried mobile posting.