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I don’t do well in the heat, but I figure it’s a good test of character to stick it out (with proper hydration of course). I felt strong on the way back, like I could go on for several more miles, no problem. 

Most of the weekend was spent getting prepared for camping next weekend. I’m scared. Being stuck in a tent with three people that think there is nothing funnier than farting is not my idea of a fun vacation. 

4 mile run this morning. 

In the first picture, you can see the itty bitty dirt trail that I run on, right on the cliff that goes about 30 feet down. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t risky.

There are a lot of abandoned buildings right next to the waterfront. It’s odd, because the area has been built up a lot these past 10 years, but some buildings are just left there. Because I am an odd bird, these buildings interest me the most. I’d love to sneak into them and take photographs one day… 

Borrowed this from my other blog. Only 20 minutes on the stationary bike last night. I blame it on the heat, but it’s really a lack of motivation. I will do better this weekend.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!
a-woman-determined:

Someone come rescue me. :-)

Borrowed this from my other blog. Only 20 minutes on the stationary bike last night. I blame it on the heat, but it’s really a lack of motivation. I will do better this weekend.

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

a-woman-determined:

Someone come rescue me. :-)

The sky tonight. 3 mile run.

I’ve been using my phone lately on runs, so I can listen to music and also so I can answer a call I’ve been expecting…

and it came tonight. Someone I love dearly has to face another round of cancer. The extent of it we will learn on Friday. 

It hurts my heart to imagine how she feels tonight. But I know she knows how much I love her, and for now, this is all I can do. 

0.1 miles into my run last night, I tried to avoid a potential car collision and ended up judo rolling into cement. It was not one of my finest moments.
However, I got right up, brushed myself off, and continued on for 3+ miles. I stopped halfway through to rinse the dirt out of my blood. 

0.1 miles into my run last night, I tried to avoid a potential car collision and ended up judo rolling into cement. It was not one of my finest moments.

However, I got right up, brushed myself off, and continued on for 3+ miles. I stopped halfway through to rinse the dirt out of my blood. 

I lost a day somehow. Wednesday night, I did the stationary bike for 50 minutes. My little guy kept me company and painted a picture. He said it was “Momma and Chase and a big heart, true love”. :-)

Also ran about 3 miles Thursday. I won’t lie, I ran to my sons’ judo class because there is a BK right next to it, and I was craving one of those $1 ice cream cones. Hey, we all need motivation. 

Every year, without fail, for the past five years, this momma dove has laid her eggs in a nest she’s built up in our eaves.

Usually, things run really smoothly. She lays her eggs, and a few little baby doves pop up their heads after a few days. Then daddy dove and momma dove take turns watching the kids while the other flies off to feed. 

But this time, daddy dove was nowhere to be seen. And only one baby dove made it. My kids pissed off momma dove one day by making too much noise, and I haven’t seen her since. 

Three days went by, no sign of momma dove. Baby dove was just sitting up in his nest, anxious. I got anxious. Baby dove looked hungry and scared, and at night, he puffed out his feathers for all they were worth and slept all alone.

Each day I got more pissed at momma dove. I started researching what to do if a baby dove is abandoned. Today, after I got off work, I actually called the Lindsey Wildlife Hospital to see what they thought I should do. After thinking on it, I decided to let nature take its course and keep the faith it would all work out okay. And if I didn’t see momma dove in the next 24 hours, I was going to begin feeding baby dove myself.

All night I’ve been keeping a close eye on baby dove. He climbed out of his nest. He picked his feathers a lot. He stretched out his wings. I was worried about him.

Even more so when my husband yelled, “He’s not there anymore!!!” I ran downstairs and then slowly opened the front door. To my horror, baby dove had jumped out of the eave and was on the patio. He must have been starving. I crumbled up some wheat bread and tossed the crumbs next to him.

He freaked out and took off flying. 

Not one second passed before momma dove came out of nowhere and followed her baby out into the great big world. She was there. She was always there. She was just giving him space so that he could work up the courage to jump by himself. 

Oh my goodness. What an incredible thing to witness. Just incredible.

A picture of baby dove from a few days ago.

This was from my run a few days ago. I was trying to see if it was possible to run right alongside the water over there. I’m always trying to find dirt paths, new paths, always. I know this city inside and out. And the cities next to this one, on either side…  

Today I ran along a path that took me through this same place. I logged a little over 3.5 miles. 

My 9 year old made this for me at summer camp. I wore it to work today, and he was so happy that I did. I love that little guy more than words can say.
30 minutes on the stationary bike last night. :-)

My 9 year old made this for me at summer camp. I wore it to work today, and he was so happy that I did. I love that little guy more than words can say.

30 minutes on the stationary bike last night. :-)

July 2012. 

I was 5 lbs lighter and more fit back then. 

I’m fighting my way back.

This morning I went on an hour long bike ride. Please don’t ask how far I went, I was too busy trying to figure out how to change gears while going up steep ass hills (it didn’t go well). I have only used that bike once before, months ago, so that’s my excuse. Eventually, I figured it out, and the ride back home felt better. 

When I got off the bike, my legs kept buckling underneath me. What a weird sensation. Between that, the gear shifting, and worrying every time a car passed me, I’d have to say that biking has yet to grow on me. I haven’t given it a chance, to be sure, but…

I still had an ache to go running, even though I was pretty spent from this morning. So I did about 2+ miles this evening. It felt perfect. Well, I felt like shit, worn down, feet hurting in odd places, tired to my core — but it felt right and familiar and was what I needed.

All and in all, a good start back.