So.  I changed up the ole blog.  What do you think?  It'll do for now.

Summer is half-way over and I know I said I was looking forward to it, but right now?  I'm over it and ready for school to start again.  The short people are ready too.  Who am I kidding?  Whether they are ready or not, they are going back to school and I CANNOT WAIT!

WOOOOO HOOOOO!

I've taken this week off.  I have a summer cold(thanks babe!) and I just need to rest.  Right now, I should be putting away laundry, but clearly, talking about a whole lotta nuthin' is much more important.

It's starting to come full circle what I have accomplished.  I look at the old me and I cannot believe it.  I don't think I have ever been more proud of myself.  Do you know how long I have wanted to run without a shirt?  A long time.  And I've been doing just that.  It's so...freeing.  I don't feel restricted, my shirt isn't soaking wet and the most important thing?  I don't care that there is a teeny tiny jiggle in my (flat) belly.

I have happily and proudly maintained at my current weight (148) and doing so during the summer with both of the short people home, eating constantly(it seems) and not having the ability to put what I would prefer into my workouts has been a bit of a struggle.  I've had days, but I am proud to say that I haven't let my circumstances do me in.

And that people, IS HUGE.

I am unrealistically addicted to Twitter.  There is something about the people who give it their all, everyday no matter what the circumstances that helps me keep going.  Knowing I'm not the only one that has daily struggles, no matter what they are(kids, food, mood, heat etc).

I ran a 5k last weekend.  Remember last year when this exact same 5k kicked my tail? I do. It was ruff.  This year, they changed the course, which was fine by me because the course last year was insanely hilly.  This time, there was 1 gradual and one steep hill.  Last year, I stopped and walked at least a mile of it.  This year, I ran the whole thing.  Last year: 46:38.  This year: 32:00.  Oh yeah, that's right buddy.

Thanks to the hubs and the shorts for cheering me on!  I was almost taken out by a trainee on the home stretch, but lucky for him, he kept me from hitting the ground.  I don't know how to explain it, but running in the cloud of airmen/trainee stench for 30 minutes is not pleasant.  There is a smell to these kids when they come in to basic, and unless you've smelled it, you can't even possibly know how bad it is.

Yuck.

The hubs is home and it's almost time for some trash TV.  Over n Out, homies.