My personal thanks on Memorial Day

I tend to write here when I am feeling some emotion rather strongly. Right now it is of deep gratitude for those who have served and still do serve in our miitary. This Memorial Day weekend means a little more than usual as I prepare to send my husband off to war yet again. This makes his 6th tour in the desert since arriving here four years ago. I also think of my brother John who spends more than half of each year away from his wife and baby to serve his country. How can I not also think and thank my father for his years of service. I am thankful that I had the unique opportunity of growing up in the military and inheriting the traditions that go along with that experience. Then my mind turns to my grandfathers who served in World War II to protect our precious freedoms. My heart is full up to the spilling out of tears from my eyes, something not common for me. I hope that my love and support and passing these feelings on to my own children will be enough.

Entertaining Website

For any of you who read my blog, you may find the following website pretty funny: http://thepioneerwoman.com/

I am quite amused by it and am determined to try some of the recipes. I have been mulling over in my mind all week the need for me to eat a healthier, better balanced diet. I don't necessarily eat horribly, although I tell most people that I do, but there is always room for more veggies! I don't think that I could ever give up breads and sweets because I find way too much enjoyment in them! It's ironic that my two of my very favorite things in the world are so incredibly mismatched: baking good things to eat and running. I would probably be a faster runner if I could eliminate sweets, but I would be a big fat oinker if I gave up running!

Mixed Feelings

I haven't written anything for a while, but today I have a moment to write as Marc is gone with the kids to their games and I am at home with a very sick baby. That's not what I want to write about though. Instead I will tell you about my race this morning. I ran another 5K and did not meet my goal of running in under 30 minutes. That was disappoionting and I could blame it on a number of things....but the fact is that I just didn't do as well as I hoped to. If that were not enough, one of my friends finished first overall for the women. While I am happy for her, I would like to accomplish that one day. Will I? I have no idea. Will I keep trying? Yes! Do I love running? I do and this has become a "life" goal for me. My dad really inspires me as he runs all of the time in spite of injuries and not much free time. He has run as long as I can remember. When I consider that a year ago I wasn't even able to run around our neighborhood at all I realize that I have come a long way. I guess that now my goal is to continue forward! As John told me, "Mom, slow and steady wins the race." Wise words from a 7-year-old!