<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540</id><updated>2011-10-11T13:52:57.086-04:00</updated><category term='Races'/><category term='Whittle My MIddle'/><category term='2010 mini-marathon training'/><category term='sunday runs'/><category term='Weigh-ins'/><title type='text'>Teachermama Runs</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about learning how to be the best me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-6832908577989490865</id><published>2011-01-10T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:58:25.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An attempt to be back...</title><content type='html'>Ok, here goes again. &amp;nbsp;I'm struggling. &amp;nbsp;I'm still working really hard to find balance and be who I know I really am. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if it's two little kids, work, or what, but I've seen very little change with &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;My kids are growing and thriving. &amp;nbsp;My husband has a great new job that truly makes him happy. &amp;nbsp;Me? &amp;nbsp;I'm still just kind of muddling through. &amp;nbsp;Some days are incredible...other days, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SO, I'm working on being the new and improved me again! &amp;nbsp;This photo was taken this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSspjGVxu-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xOViYRvPq5A/s1600/IMG_0973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSspjGVxu-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xOViYRvPq5A/s320/IMG_0973.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this photo was taken a couple of weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSsp4JUq3YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X_XJGjJMij0/s1600/IMG_1501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSsp4JUq3YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/X_XJGjJMij0/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga is truly a passion of mine. &amp;nbsp;I love it. &amp;nbsp;I love that in a workout, I concentrate so hard on breathing and poses that I forget about everything else. &amp;nbsp;I love that yoga MAKES you do that. &amp;nbsp;I've been doing hot yoga off and on - and bought a January pass at a decent deal. &amp;nbsp;Last week I went 3 times and I have 3 times scheduled this week. &amp;nbsp;Scheduling it is definitely key! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also counting calories and doing Weight Watchers Points+ - I'm trying to see which one I think is easier. &amp;nbsp;I lost 2 pounds in week one - but have a tremendously long way to go. &amp;nbsp;Almost 100lbs to go. &amp;nbsp;That's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't run since October - I weigh so much and my body aches. &amp;nbsp;I'm signed up to do the &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/"&gt;mini-marathon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-05-11T08%3A09%3A00-04%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I want to do it more than anything. But I truly worry about my hip and my legs. &amp;nbsp;Sounds like an excuse - what I really need to do is just freaking do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've begun creating a workout plan beyond the yoga, and I'm going to follow it and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know I can, and because I know who I really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSsqoyIAqWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8Uvls__7zSU/s1600/IMG_1692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSsqoyIAqWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8Uvls__7zSU/s320/IMG_1692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something worth being completely happy for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-6832908577989490865?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6832908577989490865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/attempt-to-be-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6832908577989490865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6832908577989490865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/attempt-to-be-back.html' title='An attempt to be back...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TSspjGVxu-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xOViYRvPq5A/s72-c/IMG_0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-6661769105256296633</id><published>2010-07-20T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:47:08.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TEWkWtOeu0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/t8_YWEY8Xzg/s1600/IMG_0870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TEWkWtOeu0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/t8_YWEY8Xzg/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Adelyn Lee. &amp;nbsp;She's my 2 year old and she is awesome. &amp;nbsp;Don't get me wrong, Abel, my 3 1/2 year old is also awesome, but I had a moment with Adelyn the other night that I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture after she slid down into this position. &amp;nbsp;I sit like this all the time. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I posted it on my facebook page and people that I work with commented on the fact that I sit like this in meetings. &amp;nbsp;I don't even realize I do it, it's just a natural position. &amp;nbsp;18 years and 80 pounds ago, I ended my 15 year run as a gymnast. &amp;nbsp;I was going to be Mary Lou Retton - but that didn't quite work out. &amp;nbsp;I was a decent gymnast in high school - and my team was state runner-ups two years in a row. &amp;nbsp;It was kind of a glory time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell me that Adelyn looks and acts just like me. &amp;nbsp;And I agree in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;But she's two. &amp;nbsp;And she hasn't had a chance to let anything stop her from being just who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who Adelyn is - and quite frankly, who I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is spunky. &amp;nbsp;She laughs and smiles and lights up a room all. the. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't let anything get in her way. &amp;nbsp;When she wants to do something, she makes it happen. &amp;nbsp;And she makes it happen on her own. &amp;nbsp;She doesn't insist on help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, she thinks before she acts. &amp;nbsp;If it's too high, she doesn't jump. &amp;nbsp;If she still really wants to jump, she does ask for help. &amp;nbsp;She knows her limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She eats when she's hungry, but she loves food and she loves to try new things. She is awesomely curious. She sits with me while I cook and helps anytime she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adelyn is my inspiration. &amp;nbsp;Sure I want to be healthy to be a role model for my kids and I am inspired by that, but even more - Adelyn is exactly who I used to be and who I want to be again. &amp;nbsp;For whatever reason, I let what people said about me or what I assumed they were thinking about me turn me into this needy self-loathing individual. &amp;nbsp;I'm still pretty independent - at work - and can lead the best of them, but when it comes to me and how I feel about me personally, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working with a trainer once a week to help me come up with a plan of things to do at home. &amp;nbsp;I was talking to her about this last week and she said, "It sounds like you've conquered everything but yourself. &amp;nbsp;You've got the great family and great job, now you need to focus on yourself." &amp;nbsp;This is so true --- but a crazy social experiment as I figure out how to "do it all". &amp;nbsp;I'm a mom, wife, and school administrator. &amp;nbsp;My husband is a college professor who is still figuring out what that means to him. I'm about as busy as it gets. &amp;nbsp;But I need to focus on myself - not for my kids, but for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want what happened to me happen to Adelyn. I really feel the only way to make that happen is to show her how to take care of herself and continue to be spunky, independent, reflective, and curious about everything without letting other people change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 35 and sometimes feel like my journey has just begun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-6661769105256296633?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6661769105256296633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6661769105256296633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6661769105256296633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-inspiration.html' title='My Inspiration'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TEWkWtOeu0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/t8_YWEY8Xzg/s72-c/IMG_0870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7451039901090880362</id><published>2010-07-15T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:15:13.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could be my tipping point...</title><content type='html'>Ok - so go to New York City where they are having record breaking temperatures over 100 degrees multiple days in a row and walk around. &amp;nbsp;Everywhere. &amp;nbsp;75 pounds overweight. &amp;nbsp;And then see if you put a plan into ACTION when you get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan still coming together. &amp;nbsp;In the meantime, &amp;nbsp;check out the two most recent posts from &lt;a href="http://eatingjourney.com/"&gt;eatingjourney&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may make her my new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to crunch data. &amp;nbsp;Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7451039901090880362?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7451039901090880362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/could-be-my-tipping-point.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7451039901090880362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7451039901090880362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/07/could-be-my-tipping-point.html' title='Could be my tipping point...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2832180950063795133</id><published>2010-06-30T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:59:03.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do, what to do?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've been in a little bit of meltdown mode for awhile. &amp;nbsp;I have spouts of greatness, but let's face it, it's been since about the Mini, if not before, that I've been in this mode. &amp;nbsp;Work was rough at the end of the school year, I'm still working a ton, my mother in law passed away, my husband has been in a serious funk (understandably), and well, I'm in meltdown mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally hit me last week that for awhile now, I've been thinking to myself, I know I'm overweight, but I actually feel ok --- last week, I decided I really don't feel ok. &amp;nbsp;I don't eat horribly - in fact, I eat pretty healthily - but I eat too much. &amp;nbsp;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sign up for Weight Watchers, I stop tracking and give up. Then I decide it's ridiculous to pay and unsubscribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decide to count calories - when the afternoon hits and I get home, I stop counting - it's not that I overeat, I just don't take the time to sit down and write everything down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think I'll eat when I'm hungry. &amp;nbsp;I'll stop when I'm not. &amp;nbsp;I do ok at this - but still think I eat too much when I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, at 35, am I still DEALING WITH THIS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my year to make this happen and get totally comfortable with myself. &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;This is it. &amp;nbsp;Next summer I won't be lamenting the fact that I am overweight and it is hot. &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;I just have to make it happen. &amp;nbsp;I about 80 pounds need to make it happen.....I'm just really trying to do it the best possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know WW works. &amp;nbsp;Period. &amp;nbsp;Just have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know calorie counting works. &amp;nbsp;Period. &amp;nbsp;Just have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to read more about Intuitive Eating - I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.honormyhealth.com/"&gt;Christie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;the other day through &lt;a href="http://www.mizfitonline.com/"&gt;Carla's website&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the other day and absolutely loved her guest post. &amp;nbsp;I thought about emailing her tonight, but chickened out. &amp;nbsp;I don't really know what to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about creating my own weekly menu with calories already done and sticking to that - but really, how does that truly teach me how to eat in any given situation - but maybe, just maybe that would be a good starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I'm in NYC for the week for work. &amp;nbsp;I lived there for four years and am so excited to be there. &amp;nbsp;I met with a trainer on Tuesday and go again tomorrow (I totally an completely cannot afford this and have no idea where the money will come from but am going to make it work so I have someone supporting me for awhile...) - and she's going to give me homework for the week. &amp;nbsp;When I get back, I'll be home for two weeks and maybe do the menu thing then. &amp;nbsp;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's always going to be so much - that might be one of the reasons why I am so reluctant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The self-sabotage has to end though. &amp;nbsp;I'm the only one that can fix this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. &amp;nbsp;I'll keep you all posted on what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2832180950063795133?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2832180950063795133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-do-what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2832180950063795133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2832180950063795133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-do-what-to-do.html' title='What to do, what to do?'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-125755038425289210</id><published>2010-06-01T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:52:48.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TAUdrGoxLdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-kizWGuVT7c/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TAUdrGoxLdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-kizWGuVT7c/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, my baby turned two. &amp;nbsp;Definitely not so much a baby anymore - this picture truly epitomizes her and her spunkiness. &amp;nbsp;She gets excited about EVERYTHING - something we should all try to do more - just be excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday weekend mean dessert 3 nights in a row. &amp;nbsp;I made the cupcakes healthier and only took a couple of bites of the brownie sundae, but seriously, it all counts. &amp;nbsp;I managed to get in a 3 mile S-L-O-W run on Sunday and a 12 mile bike ride on Saturday....but I ate and ate and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hip is really bothering me on my runs. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure about the 5 miler on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;I might just do the 5k. &amp;nbsp;While running on Saturday, my hip started hurting in the middle of mile 1. &amp;nbsp;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I officially started counting calories again. &amp;nbsp;I need to do this for my babies. &amp;nbsp;I am at an unhealthy weight. &amp;nbsp;Period. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to try to blog more about my eats, but time is of the essence in my world. &amp;nbsp;I'm just going to be healthy. &amp;nbsp;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-125755038425289210?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/125755038425289210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-babys-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/125755038425289210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/125755038425289210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-babys-birthday.html' title='My Baby&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/TAUdrGoxLdI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-kizWGuVT7c/s72-c/IMG_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-4725962492350536569</id><published>2010-05-25T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:19:09.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness and Confessions</title><content type='html'>Sadness =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother in law passed away last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really long story - but the bottom line is she didn't have a healthy heart, was in surgery to make it better, and she didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is very sad and working hard to move on. &amp;nbsp;But it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't run since the &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/2010-indianapolis-mini-marathon.html"&gt;mini&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-decided.html"&gt;I'm scheduled to a race on June 5&lt;/a&gt; and want to do a tri in August. &amp;nbsp;I have zero motivation and have to find it somewhere. &amp;nbsp;I'm just feeling quiet and tired. &amp;nbsp;At the end of the day, the last thing I want to do is workout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long time, I'm feeling bad about myself and sorry for myself and desperate to lose weight. &amp;nbsp;I've been feeling proud and happy. &amp;nbsp;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, I haven't been eating out of control - as would be a typical reaction for me. &amp;nbsp;The thing is, I know now, more than ever, the need to be healthy and live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm working on it. &amp;nbsp;But man, right now is a really hard time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-4725962492350536569?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4725962492350536569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/sadness-and-confessions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4725962492350536569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4725962492350536569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/sadness-and-confessions.html' title='Sadness and Confessions'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5409669420995370888</id><published>2010-05-17T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:45:19.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Decided</title><content type='html'>My next race will be on June 5, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://outrunthesun.kintera.org/faf/home/default.asp?ievent=335688"&gt;Outrun the Sun&lt;/a&gt; - 5 miles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me be clear on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love running for disease causes. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why. &amp;nbsp;I don't have a specific reason....the only thing I can think of is I'm a teacher and education and teachers are in serious serious need of money - all the time. &amp;nbsp;I know this is the same as diseases like cancer but if I had to commit to a cause, it would be education. &amp;nbsp;Districts and schools all over the country are doing races to benefit them. &amp;nbsp;They are just harder to find sometimes. &amp;nbsp;I am doing an "event" at my school this year and am very excited. &amp;nbsp;It'll be smaller event for our first time around, but I'm hoping it'll raise some money and be the start of something spectacular. &amp;nbsp;I'll tell more about it as we get closer - but we are hoping to involved ALL of the kids and their families. &amp;nbsp;The real point is to get people moving. &amp;nbsp;The benefit point is to raise some money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do a trail run in Nashville, IN on the 5th. &amp;nbsp;However, I'd have to drive down the night before - I just couldn't imagine doing an hour+ long drive the morning of a race, and we really don't have extra money for any travel right now. &amp;nbsp;So, I'll do the local race - at 7pm on a Sat. night, which actually will be kind of cool and different. &amp;nbsp;Plus, it's in &lt;a href="http://www.in.gov/dnr/parklake/2982.htm"&gt;Fort Harrison State Park&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, which will also be cool. &amp;nbsp;I plan on spending lots of time there this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now. &amp;nbsp;Hubby is going out of town for a few days and that always makes life very interesting for me. &amp;nbsp;And my life has been insanely busy the past couple of weeks. I've taken off a week from running, and still, oddly enough, I seem to be on an emotional upswing - which is always a very good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5409669420995370888?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5409669420995370888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-decided.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5409669420995370888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5409669420995370888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-decided.html' title='It&apos;s Been Decided'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7073554329539035523</id><published>2010-05-11T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:09:28.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Still Called Fat...</title><content type='html'>My morning started with a blocked email sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my role as an administrator, I deal with a variety of things on a daily basis - including inappropriate use of internet. &amp;nbsp;This morning, I got a blocked email from one student to another that was terribly inappropriate with a terrible use of language - and ended with: "And let's talk about Ms. Courtney. &amp;nbsp;She's fat. &amp;nbsp;She need to lose weight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after running a half marathon this weekend, giving birth to two children, working my butt off on a daily basis to not only be good at my work and at being a mother and wife, and working incredibly hard at ending fat talk about myself and finding my beauty both inside and out, this has still put me in a state this morning that makes me not even want to function today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 70 pounds overweight. &amp;nbsp;And let's just put it out there - everyone notices. &amp;nbsp;I know they notice so many other things I do too, but you can't overlook the straight up truth about my body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7073554329539035523?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7073554329539035523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-youre-still-called-fat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7073554329539035523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7073554329539035523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-youre-still-called-fat.html' title='When You&apos;re Still Called Fat...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-9045489825826659410</id><published>2010-05-09T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:35:50.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Indianapolis Mini Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-dblC1SlTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Fr9hrJvPN8Y/s1600/2010+Mini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-dblC1SlTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Fr9hrJvPN8Y/s320/2010+Mini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The 35th Running of the&amp;nbsp;OneAmerica 500 Festival Mini-Marathon took place on&amp;nbsp;Saturday, May 8, 2010.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Mini has sold-out for the past&amp;nbsp;nine years with 35,000 registrants, and an additional 4,000 participants in the Finish Line 500 Festival 5K. The Mini-Marathon is the largest half-marathon in the U.S., and overall, the&amp;nbsp;fifth largest running event in America.&amp;nbsp;The 2010 event sold out on December 14, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen ---- I finished. &amp;nbsp;It was one of the best days of my life. &amp;nbsp;I went through 75 different emotions in 3 hours and could barely walk - seriously - when it was done, but today I feel great, can't believe I did it and am so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I ran my first half marathon in 2004. &amp;nbsp;I trained harder and just generally did a better job but still finished in the back of the pack. &amp;nbsp;This year, I have no idea where I finished, but there were probably about 33,000 more participants and I was most definitely not in the back of the pack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It was cold. And windy. &amp;nbsp;And cold and windy. The cold didn't really bother me, but the wind gusts were intense. &amp;nbsp;Once I got going, though, I didn't notice the wind at all - unless it was behind me and my pace went from 12:00 or 13:00 to 10:30 :) &amp;nbsp;Those were nice wind gusts! &amp;nbsp;When I crossed the start line, about 20 minutes after the race began, I had to choke back some sobs. &amp;nbsp;I"ve wanted to run this race for a really long time and I was finally doing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The first 8 miles, I ran. &amp;nbsp;It was a steady pace, under 13:00 minutes, which is what I always want to run at right now. &amp;nbsp;I felt great. &amp;nbsp;I was listening to great tunes, smiling at the musical selections I had made and the order my husband had put them in, and just enjoying the people on the route and the event in general. &amp;nbsp;We had just hit the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, which is supposed to be the highlight of the race - running around the track - but it was my downfall. &amp;nbsp;It was boring. &amp;nbsp;People were starting to pull of the side and stretch. &amp;nbsp;It's a 2.5 mile track and you can't see anything around the corner, so you have on idea when it's going to end! &amp;nbsp;So frustrating for me! &amp;nbsp;There were some cheerleading squads along the way - my favorite was the squad that all had shirts on that said, "Our coach needs a husband!" - but that lasted for about 2 minutes of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This is when my mind starting playing tricks on me. &amp;nbsp;My knee hurt. &amp;nbsp;I needed to walk. &amp;nbsp;My music was boring. &amp;nbsp;I still had 5 miles to go. &amp;nbsp;There are people who have finished by now. &amp;nbsp;I didn't train well. &amp;nbsp;I'm a fool. &amp;nbsp;People are passing me. &amp;nbsp;My goal is under 3 hours. &amp;nbsp;I quickly did the math and realized I was not going to make it so I got pissed. &amp;nbsp;I tried to run really fast but knew I wouldn't be able to keep up that pace. Whatever, I'm excited I'm doing it. &amp;nbsp;This is awesome. &amp;nbsp;Look at all those people! &amp;nbsp;Wait, are those kamikazi shots in front of that bar?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Seriously, it was crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;So, I started to run/walk. &amp;nbsp;When I walked it hurt more. &amp;nbsp;When I ran it hurt less but it was so slow I felt like I should just be walking. &amp;nbsp;When I walked, I would text my husband to tell him where I was, along with some expletives that I won't mention....but then I realized I was at mile 11 and 2 more miles didn't seem like ANYTHING to me. &amp;nbsp;It felt better walking - even if it was more of a shuffle - and I was so proud. &amp;nbsp;I choked back more sobs. &amp;nbsp;I replayed some tunes that were particularly motivating. &amp;nbsp;I knew my family was at the 13 mile sign and all I wanted to do was see them. &amp;nbsp;I was now running to get to the 13 miles sign. Nothing else mattered. &amp;nbsp;When I got there and saw them, I started yelling and waving my hands and went right to them. &amp;nbsp;Here's a shot that my hubby took:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-dgHoY2iII/AAAAAAAAAJU/JWV5QYrnV5E/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-dgHoY2iII/AAAAAAAAAJU/JWV5QYrnV5E/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I was whooing and slapping everyone high five and smiling and at this point, nothing else mattered. &amp;nbsp;I was going to finish, I was so proud, it was AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then, I had to start walking. &amp;nbsp;The race was over. &amp;nbsp;And I was in PAIN. &amp;nbsp;All I wanted to do was sit and stretch but I was seriously afraid I'd never get up. &amp;nbsp;I was sobbing, for multiple reasons, and I swear when the lady handed me my medal I almost grabbed her and hugged her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I finally found a spot to sit and stretch and it felt so good. &amp;nbsp;My family caught up with me and we hugged and smiled and my hubby helped me stretch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;IT WAS AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Walking back to the car was next to impossible. &amp;nbsp;I was moving so slow. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't step off curbs or walk up them without feeling like I was going to fall over. &amp;nbsp;When we finally made it to the car I couldn't wait to sit and boy did I realize then how much I smelled!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;When we finally got home, I took a REALLY HOT BATH, took some Advil, laid down and took a long nap. &amp;nbsp;When I got up, I could actually move! &amp;nbsp;And this morning, when I got up, I felt ok! &amp;nbsp;I felt like I had just had a hard workout the day before - which I had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;That's the recap - on to the next one! &amp;nbsp;I can't wait - and now I have to decide which one to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;WHOOOOHOOOOO! (that is what I yelled at photographers every time I saw them - can't wait to see those pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-9045489825826659410?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9045489825826659410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/2010-indianapolis-mini-marathon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9045489825826659410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9045489825826659410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/2010-indianapolis-mini-marathon.html' title='2010 Indianapolis Mini Marathon'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-dblC1SlTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Fr9hrJvPN8Y/s72-c/2010+Mini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-608877504306161096</id><published>2010-05-04T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:49:01.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm obsessed and published :)</title><content type='html'>Two things to end the day for me (Ok, maybe three)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &amp;nbsp;I'm obsessed with &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Barbaras-Bakery-Peanut-Puffins-11-Ounce/dp/B001GVIR9S"&gt;Puffins&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Original and Peanut Butter are my favorites and mixing the two makes me even happier. &amp;nbsp;Put those together with some almond milk and I am a very happy girl...er woman. (As A1 would say, "You're a woman, Mommy. &amp;nbsp;Adelyn is a GIRL." &amp;nbsp;Today I had two bowls while I waited for Abel to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He's feeling a lot better. &amp;nbsp;He requested Nachos for dinner (I'm blogging while they eat. &amp;nbsp;Still very full from the Puffins) He slept for 5 hours this afternoon. &amp;nbsp;I had to wake him up to go get A2 at daycare! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Have you checked out Maria's I'm a Vegetarian series? &amp;nbsp;She's over at &lt;a href="http://realfitmama.com/"&gt;realfitmama.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and published &lt;a href="http://www.realfitmama.com/2010/05/im-a-vegetarian-by-courtney/"&gt;my story&lt;/a&gt; today. &amp;nbsp;I saw her post on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and sent her my story while I was on break. &amp;nbsp;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last good news is while I wasn't at school today, it was a great day. &amp;nbsp;Go figure! &amp;nbsp;I've heard from the other school leaders and they were really happy about today. &amp;nbsp;Sweet. &amp;nbsp;Cheers to the rest of the week being the same way! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/marathon/"&gt;5 days until my half&lt;/a&gt;! &amp;nbsp;Whoohooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-608877504306161096?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/608877504306161096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-obsessed-and-published.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/608877504306161096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/608877504306161096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-obsessed-and-published.html' title='I&apos;m obsessed and published :)'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-585603932350344052</id><published>2010-05-04T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:14:14.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a day for quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have had a hell of a week. &amp;nbsp;Last week was insane. &amp;nbsp;I had 101 issues with kids and families at school, hubby went out of town for 5 days (he gets back tonight!), I fit in a 10 miler to have one long run before this weekend's &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/marathon/"&gt;half&lt;/a&gt;, and back to school yesterday brought more of last week. &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;As I was leaving work yesterday, I got a phone call from daycare telling me A1 had a fever. &amp;nbsp;I knew something was up, but since I'm on my own I was in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the most important things in my life are me, my kids, my hubby and my family. &amp;nbsp;Period. &amp;nbsp;So today I took A1 to work with me for a little bit while I got things in order and now we are being quiet. &amp;nbsp;He's snuggling on the couch with his animals and I'm playing on the internet. &amp;nbsp;Just being chill. &amp;nbsp;So important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm gearing up for this weekend. &amp;nbsp;I'm so excited for the race. &amp;nbsp;My time is going to be so slow. &amp;nbsp;Originally I wanted to finish the half in less than 2.5 hours, but I don't think that's going to happen. &amp;nbsp;We'll see. &amp;nbsp;I'm also planning the next few months of races and events. &amp;nbsp;So fun to think of what I could do next. &amp;nbsp;I'm looking at a &lt;a href="http://www.dinoseries.com/indiana-run-race4.html"&gt;trail run&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.tuxbro.com/entry-info/go-girl/go-girl-entry-info.html"&gt;Go Girl triathlon&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.indyrunners.org/view-race-details.cfm?raceID=977"&gt;duathlon&lt;/a&gt; and maybe another &lt;a href="http://www.chicagohalfmarathon.com/"&gt;half in the fall&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Events help motivate me. &amp;nbsp;That's the bottom line - plus I love them. &amp;nbsp;I loved this feeling of crowds of people at Race for the Cure in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A2sSSM2PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OBBEvoxm_W4/s1600/IMG_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A2sSSM2PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OBBEvoxm_W4/s320/IMG_0545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing my fabulous cheering section when I rounded the corner heading for the finish line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A27a1038I/AAAAAAAAAJE/kP2KyWZF-OU/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A27a1038I/AAAAAAAAAJE/kP2KyWZF-OU/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I just love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A1aSXv2wI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lL6_DGFiOjc/s1600/IMG_0492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A1aSXv2wI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lL6_DGFiOjc/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they beautiful? &amp;nbsp;Even their backsides? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a chill day - can't wait to post about future race plans and general progress made here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-585603932350344052?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/585603932350344052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-day-for-quiet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/585603932350344052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/585603932350344052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-day-for-quiet.html' title='Today is a day for quiet'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S-A2sSSM2PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OBBEvoxm_W4/s72-c/IMG_0545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7485285626046516612</id><published>2010-04-27T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:17:30.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This day must get better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My day started with a parent wishing my head was under this mallet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjGAXDRJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-a6YwHO1o8E/s1600/angry+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjGAXDRJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-a6YwHO1o8E/s200/angry+woman.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This showing up at my school to work through an issue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjEIfE_nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O45SMUU-qN4/s1600/police-car1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjEIfE_nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O45SMUU-qN4/s320/police-car1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And making a million mistakes with coordinating as well as administrating this to my students:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjIpR8PHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OtBLYs0CLrY/s1600/standardized+test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjIpR8PHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OtBLYs0CLrY/s320/standardized+test.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I had any money in the bank, I'd probably go eat a bunch of food that sucks for me and drink too much Diet Coke. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This day MUST get better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7485285626046516612?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7485285626046516612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-day-must-get-better.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7485285626046516612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7485285626046516612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-day-must-get-better.html' title='This day must get better...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S9bjGAXDRJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-a6YwHO1o8E/s72-c/angry+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2605098452919197711</id><published>2010-04-25T11:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:00:15.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomach Bug</title><content type='html'>I've been dealing with a stomach thing just about all winter. &amp;nbsp;I cannot figure out what it is. &amp;nbsp;I've pretty much given up dairy thinking that it was related - but today I swear I move for 5 minutes and my stomach starts to ache and I have to sit down. &amp;nbsp;Don't get me started on my trips to the bathroom....at least today I've kept some food down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was a 10 miler. &amp;nbsp;It hasn't happened. I was supposed to go with my friend. We were going to run/walk it and feel really good about ourselves. Instead, it's almost noon and I'm still in my pjs feeling rather dysfunctional. &amp;nbsp;I didn't run all week, but did do an incredible 9 mile walk with the family last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated. &amp;nbsp;I feel so lazy - although I know this is not true about me. I've been reading all these blogs and people's race stories -&amp;nbsp;- &lt;a href="http://www.bobbimccormick.com/"&gt;especially Bobbi's most recent half marathon&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;and I just can't figure out why I can't seem to manage it all. &amp;nbsp;It's this internal thing that is so absurd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to do the &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/marathon/"&gt;half&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'll be able to finish it - just not as fast as I was hoping. &amp;nbsp;I'm still motivated though - this weekend just feels like a major bump in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2605098452919197711?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2605098452919197711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/stomach-bug.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2605098452919197711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2605098452919197711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/stomach-bug.html' title='Stomach Bug'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7972511762495866133</id><published>2010-04-19T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:02:08.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Salad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, I don't really love salad. &amp;nbsp;But I could love salad if it's the right salad. &amp;nbsp;And the right salad has to have the right ingredients. &amp;nbsp;My new goal, in my new 9 week push (9 weeks left of the school year - I start summer feeling better than EVER!), is to have salad everyday. &amp;nbsp;But not just any salad. &amp;nbsp;Amazing salad. &amp;nbsp;Salad that makes people say, "Ooooooh that looks good." &amp;nbsp;Or, "Wow, is that a &lt;i&gt;salad&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8y0mS4k1QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Bl6wketGra8/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8y0mS4k1QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Bl6wketGra8/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://rhodeygirltests.com/"&gt;RhodeyGirl&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;talked about the I Love Salad challenge, and I committed to eating amazing salad everyday this week and this was today's salad. &amp;nbsp;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaine&lt;br /&gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Celery&lt;br /&gt;Orange Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Whole Wheat Cousous dressed with lemon and a little bit of garlic and olive oil&lt;br /&gt;Roasted sweet potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Roasted butternut squash&lt;br /&gt;Roasted Asparagus&lt;br /&gt;Tofu croutons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;a href="http://www.healthytippingpoint.com/"&gt;epic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And almost everyone in the room asked me what it was and one person even asked for the recipe. &amp;nbsp;Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One of I Love Salad challenge complete and mission accomplished. &amp;nbsp;Whoohooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7972511762495866133?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7972511762495866133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-salad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7972511762495866133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7972511762495866133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-salad.html' title='I Love Salad!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8y0mS4k1QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Bl6wketGra8/s72-c/IMG_0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-8747506422427886241</id><published>2010-04-15T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:10:08.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Getting My Zzzzzs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8c4ncJDFVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eW0ZaLSU_u4/s1600/DSC_3299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8c4ncJDFVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eW0ZaLSU_u4/s320/DSC_3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a pic of me and A2 when she was about 6 weeks old. &amp;nbsp;Sound asleep on Mama. &amp;nbsp;What in the world happens? &amp;nbsp;Why can't we sleep as well as we did when we were infants? &amp;nbsp;Are we that traumatized by our everyday lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am normally an incredible sleeper. &amp;nbsp;I go to bed early, get a good night's sleep and am pretty peaceful as I fall asleep. &amp;nbsp;I have this whole routine about saying 3 things I'm grateful for before I fall asleep. &amp;nbsp;It's a great way to end my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past couple of weeks, I am simply not sleeping well. &amp;nbsp;I can't fall asleep and then I get stressed that I'm not falling asleep and start feeling crazy anxiety through every inch of my body. &amp;nbsp;I&lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/eat-more-veggies.html"&gt;'ve been off my typical schedule because of my spring break&lt;/a&gt;, but really don't feel like it should be impacting my sleep as much. &amp;nbsp;I haven't been exercising like I normally do either - again, lack of schedule, so maybe that's it. &amp;nbsp;I swear I thrive on schedule. &amp;nbsp;You know what? &amp;nbsp;So do babies! With both of my babies, I had them eating at a certain time, changing diapers at a certain time, sleeping at certain times...they were on a schedule. &amp;nbsp;With my students at school, as soon as you thwart their day in anyway, they fall apart. &amp;nbsp;They too thrive on schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe that's just it. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it's all about the schedule. &amp;nbsp;Like I said yesterday,&amp;nbsp;for my next break, I'll be more clear on my day to day schedules and that will help. &amp;nbsp;I write them out. &amp;nbsp;And follow them. &amp;nbsp;I have not been productive at all with my time off, again, more than likely due to no schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks! &amp;nbsp;In order to be peaceful like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8c4ncJDFVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eW0ZaLSU_u4/s1600/DSC_3299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8c4ncJDFVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eW0ZaLSU_u4/s320/DSC_3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You have to have a schedule - at least I do! &amp;nbsp;Here's to hoping and praying I get my zzzz's tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-8747506422427886241?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8747506422427886241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-getting-my-zzzzzs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8747506422427886241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8747506422427886241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-getting-my-zzzzzs.html' title='Not Getting My Zzzzzs'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8c4ncJDFVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eW0ZaLSU_u4/s72-c/DSC_3299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3056079683372209578</id><published>2010-04-14T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:37:10.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat More Veggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8XdA2GHIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4omVrxHHDS4/s1600/DSC_5888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8XdA2GHIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4omVrxHHDS4/s320/DSC_5888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a picture of my kids at Halloween. &amp;nbsp;A1 said he wanted to be a cow for Halloween, so we obliged. &amp;nbsp;Pillow cases and masks my mom randomly had. &amp;nbsp;Right on! &amp;nbsp;My dad looked at this picture this weekend, laughed, and said, "Eat more chicken!" &amp;nbsp;Since I'm a vegetarian, my thought was no, eat more veggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, I think, is my problem today. &amp;nbsp;I've been on break now for 2.5 weeks. &amp;nbsp;My school is a year round calendar, so we have 3 weeks off at spring and fall and a shorter summer. &amp;nbsp;It's way better for kids and give me time, as an administrator, to get organized and energized. &amp;nbsp;I love it, but I do struggle with not having my regular schedule. &amp;nbsp;I thrive on schedules and kind of become a mess when I don't have one! However, my energy the past couple of days is totally lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't run in 2 weeks. &amp;nbsp;Last week I was just straight up lazy and working around the house. &amp;nbsp;On Sun, we took the kids out in the &lt;a href="http://www.philandteds.com/upload/"&gt;Phil and Ted's&lt;/a&gt; and walked for 5.5 miles. &amp;nbsp;After some yard work at the end of the day, my leg was in serious pain. &amp;nbsp;Since I'm supposed to be doing a &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/"&gt;half marathon&lt;/a&gt; and all on May 8, this kind of is freaking me out. &amp;nbsp;I'm not up on my long runs (it's become more of a run/walk but I'm FINE with that!), and now I have this injury. &amp;nbsp;On top of all of that, my eating kind of sucks. &amp;nbsp;I'm not eating enough veggies and &lt;a href="http://diet.health.com/2010/04/13/moving-beyond-diet-foods/"&gt;fueling my body with what I know I need to fuel with!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I do to myself. &amp;nbsp;I get lazy, I give up, I don't fuel myself properly, and I have to start over with this get motivated cycle. &amp;nbsp;Ugh! &amp;nbsp;You'd think that at 35, I'd have this figured out. &amp;nbsp;But I don't. &amp;nbsp;This is why I say I'm a work in progress. &amp;nbsp;What I SHOULD be doing is making a schedule for myself everyday while I"m on break. &amp;nbsp;Lesson learned. &amp;nbsp;Today, I'm chillin' with A1 as he has a fever and sore throat (but not strep - that's good!), and planning on a great veggie stir-fry tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest accomplishment today will be to not beat myself up over &amp;nbsp;not feeling motivated. &amp;nbsp;This is a very tricky concept for me - and something I'm going to HAVE to continue to do (the not beat myself up part for whatever reason) on a day to day basis before I &lt;a href="http://www.operationbeautiful.com/"&gt;accept myself for who I am&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I know I am a good person. &amp;nbsp;I know I am a hard worker. &amp;nbsp;I know I am beautiful and have an amazing family. &amp;nbsp;The emotional side of this particular human should be a cake walk - but it's just not - at least, not today :) &amp;nbsp;I'm getting there, really I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3056079683372209578?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3056079683372209578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/eat-more-veggies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3056079683372209578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3056079683372209578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/eat-more-veggies.html' title='Eat More Veggies'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8XdA2GHIYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4omVrxHHDS4/s72-c/DSC_5888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5426718572817427824</id><published>2010-04-12T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:51:39.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way We Look in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NysjEjvTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VNBsoHUhe60/s1600/DSC_3528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NysjEjvTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VNBsoHUhe60/s320/DSC_3528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny0q58NkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BVTeMEnGmFM/s1600/DSC_4410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny0q58NkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BVTeMEnGmFM/s320/DSC_4410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny8v4qagI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YOO3Tniw6Uc/s1600/DSC_4643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny8v4qagI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YOO3Tniw6Uc/s320/DSC_4643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzEOVCLGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hcDDmF_fIvY/s1600/DSC_5581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzEOVCLGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hcDDmF_fIvY/s320/DSC_5581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzSN9X8tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yirh_CZnYI4/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzSN9X8tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yirh_CZnYI4/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzbFcCVyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JyKGjTJJ3WE/s1600/DSC_4561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzbFcCVyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JyKGjTJJ3WE/s320/DSC_4561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love pictures. &amp;nbsp;I love taking them. &amp;nbsp;I love looking at them. &amp;nbsp;I love what memories they bring back and honestly, I have lots of pictures that bring back lots of amazing memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all pictures of me. &amp;nbsp;Picture of me from the past two years where I quickly lost 30 pounds after giving birth to A2 and have been at a standstill ever since. &amp;nbsp;I have many more pounds to go and am working really hard trying to figure it all out. I judged myself in every single picture (and really, this is just a few). &amp;nbsp;I look fat. &amp;nbsp;I have bad hair. &amp;nbsp;One of my front teeth is a different color than the other. &amp;nbsp;I also notice in a lot of my pictures that I try to cover myself up somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludicrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom does the same thing. &amp;nbsp;When we were in Florida last week, my mom did the same thing. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to look at all of the pictures taken of her right away, and she commented on all of them. And not a single comment was every positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during that trip that I decided I was not going to do this anymore. &amp;nbsp;My kids heard my mom. &amp;nbsp;My kids hear EVERYTHING. &amp;nbsp;They are kids. That's what they do. &amp;nbsp;I DO NOT want them to think that making negative comments about yourself, anytime or anywhere, is a good thing. &amp;nbsp;SO, I've turned a new leaf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bunch of pictures printed for my parents and to put up in our house. &amp;nbsp;When I brought them home, I worked to look at every single one and say something positive about it. &amp;nbsp;It felt great. &amp;nbsp;I know I have a long way to go. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to have spectacular before and after pictures. &amp;nbsp;But in the meantime, I need to quit putting myself down, all the freaking time, and be positive. &amp;nbsp;All the little ones in my life, whether my own or the ones I teach, are listening and watching! Not only do I need to &lt;a href="http://www.mizfitonline.com/"&gt;be my own superhero&lt;/a&gt;, I need to be theirs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes with the previously posted pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NysjEjvTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VNBsoHUhe60/s1600/DSC_3528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NysjEjvTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VNBsoHUhe60/s320/DSC_3528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This photo was taken when A1 was about 22 months and A2 was about 8 weeks. &amp;nbsp;We were leaving to go to a back to school party with my new co-workers and I was so excited. &amp;nbsp;I was excited about school, who I was working with, what I was doing....I thought my kids looked incredible and I was in a good mental place that night! &amp;nbsp;Plus, we are sitting on the front porch of our new house and I am just so proud of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny0q58NkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BVTeMEnGmFM/s1600/DSC_4410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny0q58NkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BVTeMEnGmFM/s320/DSC_4410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My brother got married in San Francisco in Fall 2008. &amp;nbsp;We had a blast. &amp;nbsp;The kids were amazing, my brother and his wife were amazing, and San Francisco was amazing. &amp;nbsp;We are in front of the Bay Bridge, which was right by our hotel, which by the way, was also amazing. &amp;nbsp;I was so grateful for this time together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzbFcCVyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JyKGjTJJ3WE/s1600/DSC_4561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzbFcCVyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/JyKGjTJJ3WE/s320/DSC_4561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me serving myself at the first Thanksgiving meal we had at our new house. &amp;nbsp;I prepared it, plated it, and had a blast doing it. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE cooking Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;I love having my family in my house and celebrating being together. &amp;nbsp;That's what this picture is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny8v4qagI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YOO3Tniw6Uc/s1600/DSC_4643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8Ny8v4qagI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YOO3Tniw6Uc/s320/DSC_4643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me and A2 at Christmas at The Drake in Chicago. &amp;nbsp;We go every year. &amp;nbsp;She's adorable and this is an adorable picture. &amp;nbsp;People say we look a lot alike. &amp;nbsp;She has my husband's eyes and a lot of me. &amp;nbsp;I love this photo. &amp;nbsp;Again, it represents family and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzEOVCLGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hcDDmF_fIvY/s1600/DSC_5581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzEOVCLGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hcDDmF_fIvY/s320/DSC_5581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me and Ryan in Santa Fe. &amp;nbsp;We go a couple of times a year as a family and we love it there. &amp;nbsp;My parents have a house all tucked into the mountains and it is so peaceful. &amp;nbsp;This past summer, we had an incredible week there. &amp;nbsp;Ryan and I have been together almost half our lives (we realized that this weekend). We celebrate our 13 year anniversary this summer! He is so sweet to me and helps me feel beautiful all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzSN9X8tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yirh_CZnYI4/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NzSN9X8tI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yirh_CZnYI4/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a picture of me after my first race in several years. &amp;nbsp;I ran a 5K this fall. &amp;nbsp;It was a little over 38 minutes, something easy to beat, but I was so incredibly proud of finishing this race - the first of several I have completed since this fall - and hopefully the first of many in the next several years! &amp;nbsp;This picture is all about pride. &amp;nbsp;This picture represents me and who I know I really am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? &amp;nbsp;It's not so hard. &amp;nbsp;I don't look at the pictures and see a bad hair day, ugly shirt, or overweight person. &amp;nbsp;I am so much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? &amp;nbsp;How do you see yourself in pictures? &amp;nbsp;How SHOULD you see yourself in pictures? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have much to be grateful for. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.operationbeautiful.com/"&gt;We are all beautiful&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;That's what pictures are about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5426718572817427824?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5426718572817427824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-we-look-in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5426718572817427824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5426718572817427824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-we-look-in-pictures.html' title='The Way We Look in Pictures'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S8NysjEjvTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VNBsoHUhe60/s72-c/DSC_3528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-8811449811840146357</id><published>2010-04-02T19:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:15:28.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much on my mind</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in forever.  Not because of anything (like I'm hiding because I'm doing something wrong), but because when I have a spare minute.  I just stop and pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post more next week on what's going on in my life, but I had to post a quickie today because of &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com"&gt;Mizfit's&lt;/a&gt; post today.  She writes about fitting in.  This is interesting because really, why do I want to keep a blog?  I spend a lot of time thinking, who cares?  There are half a million blogs out there - I read so many of them - and I'm not sure what I write would make that big of a difference to anyone. Other times I think what difference does it make? It's a place for me to keep track of my thoughts.  Then I think, I could just do that on my own in an electronic journal.  Then I think, but what if one, just one person is inspired by me?  That would be the best feeling in the world!  And then I wonder, am I just trying to fit in?  Like what Mizfit wrote about today?  In 35 years, am I STILL trying to figure out what my niche is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to that is yes.  Yes, yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is my 35th birthday.  I've been on vacation in Florida this week (I'm so freaking lucky!) and I've done a few runs/walks where I thought about this a lot.  Asking myself the same questions: Why am I running, what's my real purpose, etc....I've been thinking about my food choices a lot, and then thinking about why I'm thinking about my food choices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I'd like to just not think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I read this quote from Mizfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Life isnt about fitting in.  It’s about carving your unique path &amp; creating an existence which allows you to be your best self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that this is me.  This has been me for years and years and years.  I'm slowly starting to get it.  I had a moment this week when I thought, damn, I wish I would have gone through this process when I was was 25 - or even 15, but that's wishful thinking and honestly? 25 and 15 were pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more next week. In fact, I have lots I want to write about and reflect about and for the 2 or 3 people that are reading, I'm going to write it here:  Two topics that are deeply on my mind are - how we respond to ourselves in pictures and how we talk about ourselves in front of our children.  Being on vacation - and in a swimsuit - this is something that has been on my mind a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's another thought for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aEfRnuqFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uyRdpHoLHNQ/s1600/Final4EmailBanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aEfRnuqFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uyRdpHoLHNQ/s320/Final4EmailBanner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455693671446784082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this - my family on campus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aFyySJ77I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZlHOlBm3Cnk/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aFyySJ77I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZlHOlBm3Cnk/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455695106143809458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this from the Bulldog Jog that I did on March 12 (and set my PR in a 5K - 36:00 and some change!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aGhP2AVBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g63I7w6JUUQ/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aGhP2AVBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g63I7w6JUUQ/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455695904352785426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are SO PROUD of our BUTLER BULLDOGS!  My husband and I are both graduates, we now live a mile and a half from campus, and this fall, Ryan (the husband) will be a professor of education there.  There is nothing more exciting than our little school being in the final four this weekend!  I can't believe we are missing the festivities in Indy this weekend, but I'm not going to complain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-8811449811840146357?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8811449811840146357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-much-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8811449811840146357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8811449811840146357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-much-on-my-mind.html' title='So much on my mind'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S7aEfRnuqFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/uyRdpHoLHNQ/s72-c/Final4EmailBanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-6820972346593748360</id><published>2010-03-09T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:04:58.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 mile run - check!</title><content type='html'>I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work in my running clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd be back in 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 miles done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were really heavy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took a couple of walking breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; - just kind of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  little cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm proud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-6820972346593748360?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6820972346593748360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-mile-run-check.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6820972346593748360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6820972346593748360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-mile-run-check.html' title='3 mile run - check!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5244020372773326343</id><published>2010-03-09T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:58:47.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Results</title><content type='html'>Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning are my one month results day of really watching what I'm eating and counting points on Weight Watchers.  I'm am so very proud to announce &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I lost 9.6 pounds in a month!&lt;/span&gt;  This is a big deal for a couple of reasons.  One, it's 9.6 pounds.  Two, I feel good about myself.  I feel healthy.  When I eat poorly (which I have a couple of times), I feel it.  Three, I'm really understanding how my body responds to food.  For example, if I don't have protein at lunch, I am exhausted in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think I might be figuring it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm training for the mini-marathon on May 8, my long runs are on the weekends.  I pushed my weigh-in day up to Tuesdays because it felt better to have it closer to the weekends.  Monday is a rest day for my body and I feel like my weigh-ins should be on a rest day.  I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5244020372773326343?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5244020372773326343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-results.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5244020372773326343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5244020372773326343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-results.html' title='One Month Results'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7792528246937437261</id><published>2010-03-07T18:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:56:01.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 miles.  Done and done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S5Q8JRJMyII/AAAAAAAAAF0/v251fKYESOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S5Q8JRJMyII/AAAAAAAAAF0/v251fKYESOQ/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446043979316250754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at the end of my 5 miler.  I met the family at Einstein.  It's almost a perfect 5 mile route.  I added on a few tenths at the end in order to have some walking time, but good route! That's Adelyn in front of me.  She was excited to see me and race or not, it's always a pleasure to see my kiddos and hubby at the end of a run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man it was hard this morning.  Let me take that back.  The first mile was hard.  The second two were awesome (I stopped and took some great pictures along my way on Butler's campus, but my battery is charging at the moment...) and the last two I was exhausted.  Lugging my body along felt so hard.  I started to walk for a tenth of a mile and run for 2.  It worked pretty well and I even had a couple of spurts of energy, but it was hard!  However, I finished and felt great.  I took a long nap this afternoon and was convinced I was going to be really sore when I woke up - but it wasn't so bad!  Tomorrow I'll do some yoga and stay really on top of my weekly runs this week.  I'm looking to do another 5 next weekend and maybe a 5k on Sunday with one of my students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7792528246937437261?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7792528246937437261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-miles-done-and-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7792528246937437261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7792528246937437261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-miles-done-and-done.html' title='5 miles.  Done and done'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S5Q8JRJMyII/AAAAAAAAAF0/v251fKYESOQ/s72-c/IMG_0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3670959439693842332</id><published>2010-03-07T07:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:20:01.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Pisser...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, after my big, huge news celebration, I ate two pieces of pizza - and I'm afraid my stomach reacted in a crazy way! I went way over points yesterday, and the day before, but really?  I"m doing the best I can.  This morning, I"m gearing up for a 5-6 mile run.  It'll be good.  I'll walk some of it, run some of it, and plug through.  My running buddies are all finking out on me, but I'll be ok.  I just want to get it over with though!  I'm waiting for the husband to wake up and then I"m off --- guess I just wanted to write to confess my eating yesterday.  Confess - that's so negative - I wanted to write to "work through" my eating yesterday... I"ll be back later with a run update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3670959439693842332?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3670959439693842332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-pisser.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3670959439693842332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3670959439693842332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-pisser.html' title='What A Pisser...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7017673253241012821</id><published>2010-03-05T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:39:39.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Success Story - Huge!</title><content type='html'>A huge part of my job is hosting people and making people love our school (which is impossible not to do because it's amazing!).  Everyone who walks in the door wants to know more!  Our enrollment is high for next year and things are good in that area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had interns from Price, Waterhouse, and Cooper come to do a Financial Literacy workshop for our 4-7 grade.  The kids loved it - and pizza was probably their favorite part!  ME???  I HAD NONE!  That's right, people I had none.  I knew that if I started, I'd have several and that was bad.  I had a big veggie sub and some fries (SOME - and it wasn't MANY pieces of pizza!) And I'm feeling so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share.  It's a beautiful day out today and I'm getting ready to spend the evening with my family - watching movies and eating sushi.  It couldn't be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7017673253241012821?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7017673253241012821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-success-story-huge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7017673253241012821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7017673253241012821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-success-story-huge.html' title='Big Success Story - Huge!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-406277159279197267</id><published>2010-03-04T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:12:33.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of week - awesome!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I got this new notebook to start keeping track of my general thinking, food, points used, goals for each day.  It took me just a couple of minutes to sit down yesterday and make my goals.  I reflected on them today and felt pretty good about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I made a goal of only using 3-5 of my weekly points (the extra Weight Watchers Points they give you for each week).  By the end of the day, I hadn't used any!  Wednesdays, my staff meets for 2 hours after school.  I am always tempted by the snacks, but kept is to celery and a handful of Tostitos yesterday.  Awesome.  Dinner was a hodge-podge at our house.  The kids had leftover mac and cheese and a veggie burger, Ryan had two PB and J sandwiches on his mom's homemade bread, and I had a Morningstar Vegan Griller on an Arnold Sandwich Thin with a Laughing Cow Cheese.  I also made some kale chips - my first ever - and dipped them in a little bit of honey mustard.  They were really good!  Kale stinks while you're cooking it but they tasted good.  I was actually super filled up at the end of that meal.  I wish I had pictures, but seriously, I have no time for all of that.  Maybe someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made a goal to do an upper body weight workout and ab work yesterday.  In my running class with my students - ranging from K-7 - we did the &lt;a href="http://yogadownload.com"&gt;yogadownload.com&lt;/a&gt; yoga for runners.  It was amazing - in so many ways.  The 20 min. session was perfect for my students - and they listened.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Really well&lt;/span&gt;. It was the coolest 20 minutes!  This morning, I woke up sore.  I'm not sure if it's because I"m having the busiest week ever, or if it's from the yoga, but it's a good kind of sore.  It was so hard to wake up though!  Plus, A1 and A2 ended up snuggling with me this morning and that is always the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have a short run scheduled with my students and a 3 miler scheduled with friends.  The 3 miler has to happen - my training for the &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/marathon/"&gt;mini&lt;/a&gt; is lacking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-406277159279197267?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/406277159279197267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-week-awesome.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/406277159279197267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/406277159279197267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-week-awesome.html' title='First day of week - awesome!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-368932176165900582</id><published>2010-03-03T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:17:41.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got it!  Lesson learned!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I had a horrible week.  After my previous post, I really didn't do anything to fix my bad eating.  And for no reason.  Seriously.  I had a couple of celebrations and I want to focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  I went to a Big 10 basketball game on Sunday and didn't have a single snack.  This is huge for me.  I really heart nachos at sporting events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I went to Noodles last night with the family and ordered a small Pad Thai.  Small is not  a word I typically use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I took my students for a class I'm teaching on our first run yesterday.  I love running with kids.  And they love it too.  As more happens with this class I'm teaching, I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, that was my only run this week and it was hardly a run.  I was going to do 6 miles on Sat. morning and was all ready, but there was a layer of snow and honestly, with my feet issues I cannot risk that.  Sunday mornings I am cashed out.  This needs to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a better week.  I"m going to run at least 3 times and do strength training twice.  I like it.  I should just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-368932176165900582?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/368932176165900582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-it-lesson-learned.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/368932176165900582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/368932176165900582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-it-lesson-learned.html' title='Got it!  Lesson learned!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-4538352033328625714</id><published>2010-02-25T15:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:27:24.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy news taken advantage of...</title><content type='html'>Weigh-in was yesterday and I was down 3.6 pounds!  How cool?  It felt great, but there's such a long way to go which is the ONLY reason why I could have possibly decided to eat the day away.  Seriously.  I consumed over 60 points worth of food yesterday - and yes, I tracked them ALL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the eating is right back on track but I woke up in a terrible mood.  I texted my hubby that I needed a pep talk - and I know I was just generally dragging.  It has been a very hard week at work, and I might have eaten a bunch of snacks yesterday thinking, "It's been a hard week...what the hell..." I even questioned myself as I was eating - Do you really want that? And I replied, "Yes - I do!"  Then when I asked why to myself, I replied, "Because I like it!  It tastes good..."  Ugh ---  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the good news might be that I'm having these conversations with myself and reflecting. I had a conversation with a student today about how much I wish I would have had conversations like that with myself year and years ago.  The big thing is, I mustn't be upset and uptight  about A) my bad day and B) my resentment of not getting my sh-t together sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-4538352033328625714?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4538352033328625714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-news-taken-advantage-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4538352033328625714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4538352033328625714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-news-taken-advantage-of.html' title='Happy news taken advantage of...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2045133979558387906</id><published>2010-02-21T14:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:37:04.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weigh-ins'/><title type='text'>Weight and Fat Talk</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this week, &lt;a href="http://www.healthytippingpoint.com"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/a&gt; wrote a post about fat talk.  I am the queen of fat talk.  Most anything that went wrong from college on, I blamed on me being fat.  For a long time, when things didn't go right, I was convinced it was because I was fat. My life had changed a lot.  I graduated, got married, started my life as a working adult - anytime anything went wrong, I really worked hard to find something to blame, and my weight was it.  This has since subsided.  When things go wrong now, I get low.  Really really low and just generally feel bad.  When I see myself in the mirror, I think that it's not the way I feel - I feel so much better than I think I look.  However, losing weight is about so much more than the way I look.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do want to look good.  I want to look really good.  Do I think things will get better when I look better?  No.  There are many emotional pieces I have to take care of too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I want this blog to be a healthy living blog, I also want people to see that I am losing weight and doing it in a healthy way.  I am an almost 35 year old woman who has been dealing with being overweight my entire life. Literally, at the age of 8, it was suggested I lose weight by my gymnastics coach (and he was right!).  It's time for me to conquer this and I'm really ready to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to post my weight and weight loss.  Just once a week.  I'm not going to talk about it obsessively, but I am going to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;J&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;une, 2008, I weighed 24&lt;/span&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;.  This weight was taken a couple of weeks after A2 was born.&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;March 25, 2009, I was at 212.2&lt;/span&gt;.  That was the lowest I got in that first year of trying to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, when I rejoined Weight Watchers,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; February 10, 2010 I was at 229.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, my weigh-in day is Wednesdays.  I might change that.  I'm not sure.  So, this past Wednesday, when I weighed in after just a couple of days of counting points,  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;February 17, 2010I weighed in at 226.2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That's a total weight loss of 2.8 so far&lt;/span&gt;!  Whoohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2045133979558387906?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2045133979558387906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/weight-and-fat-talk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2045133979558387906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2045133979558387906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/weight-and-fat-talk.html' title='Weight and Fat Talk'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3044484641850828835</id><published>2010-02-21T13:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:52:53.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 mini-marathon training'/><title type='text'>2010 Polar Bear</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, after an exhausting week, I met my buddies downtown and we embarked on the 5 mile Polar Bear.  It was a fun atmosphere and the weather was a perfect temperature, but I was tired and not really feeling it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F-5ZZAb3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OX4RJbBE0Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F-5ZZAb3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OX4RJbBE0Yw/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440769349373685618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F-49ReNsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBWUisYxWXo/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F-49ReNsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dBWUisYxWXo/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440769341825889986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off well.  In fact, the first mile seemed to go by pretty fast.  One of my friends had to keep stopping to tie her shoe.  At a mile, she wanted to walk - which I was fine with.  As much as I want to keep running, I also want to keep my knees healthy. So I was happy to walk and run with her. Our other friend took off.  She's in great shape and was ready to take off.  I was so fine with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and ran our way through the whole race.  I was so tired.  My whole body felt heavy and my legs felt like lead.  I was having a terrible time motivating myself, but we made it through and crossed the finish line in just over an hour five minutes.  Interestingly, this was the same time as our &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/drumstick-dash-new-tradition.html"&gt;4.5 Drumstick Dash&lt;/a&gt;, so all said and done, progress has been made!  Here we are at the end of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F_gsLXgsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eI-D5EHVyr4/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F_gsLXgsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/eI-D5EHVyr4/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440770024431649474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I love races.  I love participating in them and being part of a crowd of people who are working to live a healthy lifestyle.    I am significantly overweight. (post to come on that), and have a long way to go.  The mere fact I am out there running at all and keeping up a 13:15/mile pace is nothing to feel bad about.  It will improve.  I will improve!  Today, I'm feeling great.  I was sooooooo tired last night and slept hard.  However, I woke up this morning, didn't feel sore and am in a good place - working hard to make good food choices on a day I'm home getting stuff done around the house. Those tend to be snacky days for me - so I'm going to make good choices with the snacking and continue to feel good about myself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3044484641850828835?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3044484641850828835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010-polar-bear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3044484641850828835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3044484641850828835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010-polar-bear.html' title='2010 Polar Bear'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S4F-5ZZAb3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OX4RJbBE0Yw/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-1513650206831708938</id><published>2010-02-19T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:51:36.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><content type='html'>Man am I exhausted.  The husband was gone for 6 days, the kids and dog woke up everyday between 5 and 5:30, the week has been insane and I am exhausted.  HOWEVER, I've had great eating days, made awesome choices, passed up things like donuts in the office this morning, AND, we hired a new teacher so my life is slowly going to get back to normal. :)  Tomorrow, I'm going the &lt;a href="http://www.kenlongassoc.com/events/pbear10.html"&gt;Polar Bear Run&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm doing the 5 mile run and I'm excited. I've decided to stick to a run/walk method to help with my knees and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Exhale-Core-Fusion-Body-Sculpt/dp/B001AZI236"&gt;switch up my strength training a little bit&lt;/a&gt;.  More on that as I talk about it.  So, even though my head is heavy, my heart is full - and that is a very good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-1513650206831708938?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1513650206831708938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/1513650206831708938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/1513650206831708938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2886532583231485823</id><published>2010-02-15T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:05:31.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow....again!</title><content type='html'>Seriously?  I had my run/walk all scheduled for this afternoon - I'm off from work today and had plans to have the kids take their naps at my mom's (have I mentioned my hubby is out of town for 6 days? - We're in the middle of it right now....) and I would go running from there--- and now it's snowing - again!  With my concerns about my knees and foot (I have a history of tendonitis in my left foot that flares up - often), running in the snow and un-shoveled sidewalks is not my idea of fun...UGH!  I attempted it on Sat. and it took forever as I was being so careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love winter, but not when I'm trying to be healthy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2886532583231485823?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2886532583231485823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowagain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2886532583231485823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2886532583231485823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowagain.html' title='Snow....again!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7104337728985562172</id><published>2010-02-14T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:03:24.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much..</title><content type='html'>There is so much going on in my life.  The past couple of weeks have been intensely hard for me as I have been going through a lot emotionally and therefore physically.  2 weeks ago, I did a 4 miler with 3 friends.  We had a ball.  I felt great.  Then, it snowed a bunch and my ability to run outside became pretty hard.  We don't have a membership to a gym - I could go to the Y (where we put our membership on hold for the winter) and pay, but to be honest, at the end of a really long day, it's just not where my motivation is.  Additionally, I'm struggling a little bit with my knees.  They just ache, and I know that has something to do with wear and tear on them, but also this weight I've been carrying around for 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation.  It's become such an interesting word for me.  I find, lately, that I am motivated to do very little.  I do what I have to do to be a good educator and mother, but it stops there.  I haven't been taking care of myself, I'm gaining weight - more on that in a minute - and therefore feeling horrible about myself.  And I mean horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to change.  This has to get fixed.  I have to figure out what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am.  Tonight, I rejoined &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com"&gt;Weight Watchers Online&lt;/a&gt;, and will be consistent with tracking and thinking about what I'm eating.  In the past, when I have done WW, I have been successful.  Really successful.  The emotional stuff has been what has kept me from A) keeping it off and B) being successful since I had the babies.  The emotional stuff has to be conquered by me.  This is going to be so hard - but has to be done before A1 and A2 get old enough to realize their mom is a quack :)  I don't want to be a quack - and I don't want them to have secret talks about how crazy their mama is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to prioritize myself.  I just have to.  I have to stop sabotaging myself and looking to create a problem.  I know how to eat well and lose weight, but I'm not doing it.  This time, by joining, I'm kind of at an all time low (emotionally, definitely not weight-wise!).  I'm hoping I can bring myself back up - to feel happy.  To be proud of myself.  Not me as a teacher or a mother, but as just me.  I want to look at myself and see someone who is happy.  I"m not saying I have to be skinny to be happy.  That's pathetic.  However, I don't feel good about me.  I don't feel happy.  I don't feel like a 35 (almost) year old - I feel like I"m about 60.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is my year to make some stuff happen.  I hope I can record it all here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7104337728985562172?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7104337728985562172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-much.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7104337728985562172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7104337728985562172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-much.html' title='So Much..'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-6532870402307917075</id><published>2010-01-27T11:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:43:29.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short But Sweet (in so many ways!)</title><content type='html'>I did a sweet run last night.  No picture - and here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Garmin-Forerunner-Receiver-Heart-Monitor/dp/B000CSWCQA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics&amp;qid=1264610573&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;I found a SWEET deal on a Garmin 305 on Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.  SWEET deal.  So, I bought it.  I couldn't get the damn thing to go last night.  I was having a crazy hard time setting it and the direction manual was NOT helping me.  I went running with someone new last night and was rushing around - so didn't even get my Nike+ going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT - my newest running partner is a speed demon!  She would have slowed up for me no problem, but I went ahead and we just went.  Since I don't have a time (BUMMER!) I can't confirm this.  I didn't really even look at the clock before we left.  HOWEVER, I know we  went faster than usual.  I felt AMAZING afterwards.  But I'm SORE today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm could I CAPITALIZE anymore words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees are also bothering me, but I iced them last night using the &lt;a href="http://www.walgreens.com/store/store/product/product_details.jsp?id=prod3874200"&gt;Walgreens ice packs&lt;/a&gt; - because &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/"&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt; told me too - and it worked really well.  My left foot is also sore - I have a history of tendonitis in that foot, so I'll have to keep a watch on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still felt GREAT!  Taking a day off tonight and running again tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-6532870402307917075?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6532870402307917075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-but-sweet-in-so-many-ways.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6532870402307917075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6532870402307917075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-but-sweet-in-so-many-ways.html' title='Short But Sweet (in so many ways!)'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-6764352122990933410</id><published>2010-01-20T18:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:09:22.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though...</title><content type='html'>This morning was horrible.  My kids are both sick again, it's near impossible for me to stay home with them, my husband had to teach today (he's a college professor), and I just feel horrible about that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a complete tizzy this morning, ended up having a total meltdown, and was completely unprofessional at work (although nobody else seems to think that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home right after school and skipped a meeting I was supposed to present at because my sweet mom, who came over to watch the kids, needed to be somewhere at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my head was throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the dining room for a little while by myself and thought about how sorry I feel for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my sweet hubby came home and started making suggestions of things I could do - one of them was run, which I didn't do yesterday for many of same aforementioned reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just did it.  I quickly got dressed and went for a run - and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1eZlDJx5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3mXBxOo3PAE/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1eZlDJx5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3mXBxOo3PAE/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428976737598956690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in a great mood - in fact, while I was running I was imagining taking a picture of myself flipping off the camera.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I go to bed tonight, I will be grateful for a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The support of people at work&lt;br /&gt;2) The fact that even though my day sucked, the learning that occurred in my classroom was actually quite good&lt;br /&gt;3) My husband who honestly puts up with a lot&lt;br /&gt;4) The fact that I did it!  I went for the run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-6764352122990933410?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6764352122990933410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-though.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6764352122990933410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/6764352122990933410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-though.html' title='Even though...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1eZlDJx5JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3mXBxOo3PAE/s72-c/IMG_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3188828043620337006</id><published>2010-01-19T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:12:36.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Steak-n-Shake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I am over you.  Really really over you.  Getting over you is all a part of my process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Teachermama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Students Who Challenge Me Everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the challenge.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Teachermama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Half Mary Training Schedule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to redo you so I have a day between running and weights.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-More-Trouble-Zones/dp/B001NFNFMQ"&gt;No More Trouble Zones&lt;/a&gt; you rule me.  When I conquer you I will be tough and buff no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Teachermama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;a href="http://www.KathEats.com/kaths-tribute-to-oatmeal/"&gt;Overnight Oats&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really really looking forward to eating you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Teachermama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Bad Day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Teachermama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3188828043620337006?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3188828043620337006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3188828043620337006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3188828043620337006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear.html' title='Dear....'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-4401075034551341660</id><published>2010-01-16T19:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:20:30.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here!</title><content type='html'>My life, since I've gone back to school, is really unbelievable.  Today on my run (see post below), I realized that since I've been off for my two week break, quite a few things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I hosted our staff party.  Not a huge deal, but makes your mind work hard for sure!&lt;br /&gt;2) Our house got broken into - while we were home.  (Horrible night.  Everything is fine, nothing was taken but man was it scary! We now have a dog and alarm system)&lt;br /&gt;3) We had to ask someone to resign at work.  Asking teachers to resign in the middle of the year is a really hard decision to make.  It simply wasn't working and if our school is going to work, we need teachers who are truly dedicated to it.  This decision and the aftermath wore on my mind quite a bit over break.&lt;br /&gt;4) Celebrated the holidays (thank God we didn't travel!)&lt;br /&gt;5) It ended up being decided that I would take over the teacher's position until we found the best possible person.  COMPLETE job switch in the middle of the school year!  I've been teaching for 13 year and know what I'm doing, but still it took me quite a bit of time to adjust (like the past two weeks)&lt;br /&gt;6) I am now writing progress reports for kids I taught for 2 weeks.  That's next to impossible.  I am seriously in progress report hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was exhausted.  I barely remember going to bed.  BUT, today was a great day.  I went for a great run, ate great meals with my family, took a nap, and Ryan organized every single toy and book in the house.  AWESOME!  There are a few posts below.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-4401075034551341660?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4401075034551341660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4401075034551341660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4401075034551341660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5294313070307584217</id><published>2010-01-16T19:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:13:02.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Official Training Run</title><content type='html'>So, I'm signed up to do the &lt;a href="http://www.500festival.com/marathon/"&gt;500 Festival Mini-Marathon&lt;/a&gt; in May.  I can hardly wait!  I created my final training schedule on Friday.  I've decided to use &lt;a href="http://www.jeffgalloway.com/"&gt;Jeff Galloway's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jeffgalloway.com/training/half_marathon.html"&gt;half training program&lt;/a&gt;.  I like that he thinks about preventing injury, and my legs can become a wreck if I don't take it easy.  So, that's the plan.  I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the docket for today was a 3 miler.  And I did it!  I went with a friend who hadn't run in awhile.  We walked a bit more than I would have liked, but I still felt like I had a great workout.  3 miles at a 12:18 pace (too much walking).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUJAXMZWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BtX21e1MpLs/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUJAXMZWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BtX21e1MpLs/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427493014627706210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran a three mile loop along the canal in downtown Indianapolis. This was our view during most of the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUbhtV8uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mDAkVmLEvZk/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUbhtV8uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mDAkVmLEvZk/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427493332816622306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Even in the gloomy morning, the canal was awesome.  You run past great houses, the Indiana State Museum, the NCAA headquarters and Hall of Champions::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUyvkKwPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qXDJM5xQyuI/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUyvkKwPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qXDJM5xQyuI/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427493731673227506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I would have taken NCAA softball more seriously.  I was more into drinking my freshman year - annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at various points can come up from the canal and see the State House.  This is a backside view of it at the end of our run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JVD3u5LiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RlsXPFifl6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JVD3u5LiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RlsXPFifl6Q/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427494025923472930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Indiana State House is a beautiful building.  I don't always love what happens inside, but the building itself is just beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt great - and was cooooold on my ride home (I drove about 10 minutes to meet her there).  Tomorrow we are going to meet again.  I don't have an official run on my schedule, but would love to go again.  I'll probably take Monday off and make sure I do an awesome STRETCH :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5294313070307584217?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5294313070307584217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-official-training-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5294313070307584217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5294313070307584217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-official-training-run.html' title='First Official Training Run'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JUJAXMZWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BtX21e1MpLs/s72-c/IMG_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-4276817892074428400</id><published>2010-01-16T18:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:00:29.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't Run in Forever...</title><content type='html'>We got a bunch of snow.  Not anything like when we lived in Wisconsin, but enough that if sidewalks weren't shoveled, it was going to be impossible to run. Plus I swear Central Indiana shuts down when it snows half an inch!  I could have gone to the Y - we put our membership on hold and I would have to pay...plus I really HATE running on the treadmill - it just wasn't happening.  I LOVE snow - but when you need to be running, snow isn't such a great thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about snow! THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSW3r9rLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ddefL-a2ffI/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSW3r9rLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ddefL-a2ffI/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427491053793815730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSWRzgsDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/lLvky4fU5w0/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSWRzgsDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/lLvky4fU5w0/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427491043624923186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids sledding last weekend with my brother.  They loved it but they got cooooooold!  Look at Adelyn's sweet face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSyb9lErI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QQCx_aTe3rI/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSyb9lErI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QQCx_aTe3rI/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427491527387845298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the end, sledding is quite the workout - especially on a pretty long, steep hill!  I definitely felt like I had worked out at the end of that afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-4276817892074428400?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4276817892074428400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-run-in-forever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4276817892074428400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4276817892074428400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-run-in-forever.html' title='Haven&apos;t Run in Forever...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JSW3r9rLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ddefL-a2ffI/s72-c/IMG_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7455195938658817537</id><published>2010-01-16T18:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:54:30.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six O'Clock Scramble</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we heard about this thing called&lt;a href="http://thescramble.com/"&gt; The Six O'Clock Scramble&lt;/a&gt;.  It's where you get a newsletter once a week that has 5 recipes listed and a shopping list to go with it.  The shopping list is broken down into the categories of essentials (like flour, butter, salt, etc.), shelved items (like spices, pastas, etc.), produce, meat....and I think that's it.  You can pick and choose what you want to print.  For example, if a meal simply cannot be made vegetarian, I choose not to print it.  Not only does the recipe not print, the shopping list doesn't include the ingredients from that meal!  Plus, most of the meals are for 6-8 servings (some are for only 4) and we had LOTS leftover for lunches!  IT IS AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing?  The recipes are SUPER healthy!  I mean, SUPER healthy.  All of the nutritional information is included - for just the main dish and also for if you choose to use the sides she recommends.  On this week's menu is Quinoa and Black Bean Burritos.  Anyone who knows about quinoa gets an A+ in my book.  I love the stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a two year subscription for something like $65.00.  We've only been using it for a week, but last week we spent $56.00 on groceries, only went to the store once, and I didn't have to do any thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the downsides if lack of room of creativity.  I LOVE looking through cookbooks and trying new recipes.  However, this week, every recipe was new, and something I would have tried anyway if it was presented to me.  So in the end, the convenience factor has definitely won out!  Bottom line is, if I'm planning a special meal or something, I'll use my many cookbooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed off next week's shopping list today.  I chose 3 recipes and my shopping tomorrow is going to be soooo easy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HIGHLY recommend checking it out.  You can do just a 3 month subscription to give it a try.  We went ahead and paid for the 2 years.  Nothing wrong with just having it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7455195938658817537?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7455195938658817537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-oclock-scramble.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7455195938658817537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7455195938658817537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-oclock-scramble.html' title='Six O&apos;Clock Scramble'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2451184470805094355</id><published>2010-01-16T18:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:45:35.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Monster Lovin'</title><content type='html'>In an effort to obtain my goals for Jan., I bought a huge thing of spinach at Costco.  I have loved some seriously good &lt;a href="http://www.greenmonstermovement.com"&gt;green monsters&lt;/a&gt; and have been adding &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;field-keywords=amazing+meal&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;Amazing Meal&lt;/a&gt; to all of them.  They are soooooooo good.  If I use chocolate Amazing Meal, I add nut butter and substitute the whole thing for my breakfast. If I use regular or fruity amazing meal, I just use frozen fruit and have something else for breakfast later. :)  Yuuuuummmmmy!  I also got the family involved....here are some pics to document :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I had Ryan try them.  He was pleasantly surprised!  He's trying to embrace my healthy eating and vegetarianism.  It's hard for him but he said this week he's eaten better this week than in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JNhNbKfGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YipBYs13cqs/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JNhNbKfGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YipBYs13cqs/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427485733869485154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JNgzwH_lI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pW6fx_tr274/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JNgzwH_lI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pW6fx_tr274/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427485726978080338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We toasted our Green Monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JOHj6g2qI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rho6eCBpUos/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JOHj6g2qI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rho6eCBpUos/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427486392741583522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abel was going crazy because he wanted to try one too!  I gave him some sips.  There is kids Amazing Meal as well...I don't know how it's different - maybe I'll look into that!  My kids are pretty decent eaters and will try almost anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JOtKU_yTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/UWkXayjQ3zY/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JOtKU_yTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/UWkXayjQ3zY/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427487038708369714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week my green monster drinking wasn't as good.  I had a seriously upset belly.  I'm almost 100% back though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2451184470805094355?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2451184470805094355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/green-monster-lovin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2451184470805094355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2451184470805094355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/green-monster-lovin.html' title='Green Monster Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/S1JNhNbKfGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/YipBYs13cqs/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-9012316177746625283</id><published>2010-01-02T19:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:12:19.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrr It's Cold Out There!</title><content type='html'>Today, I was in a funk.  Funkity funk funk funk.  One minute I was happy, the next minute I was sad and crying.  I'm dreading going back to work on Monday.  I don't want to get into my work stress on this blog, but it's there and I'm dreading it.  Once I get into work and going, I'm usually ok, but my current stress is pretty extreme - at least it feels that way today.  I had a TERRIBLE time getting motivated.  It's sooooo cold (my car read 18 degrees when I went out on an errand).  I just wanted to watch TV and vegetate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan saw what was happening and really encouraged me to go out and do my run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's too cold," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know it'll make you feel better after you do it.  It's day two of your plan, are you really going to let it go today?" He replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I laid down with A1 and took a little nap.  Then, I dropped hubby off at the car dealership to get our new car (we lease cars, it's just easy for now that way), and came home ready to run.  Here's me all suited up (that's our new blue Civic in the background - Ryan put it there on purpose :) ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_sAbRUY7I/AAAAAAAAADc/6CwNAQcfBTM/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_sAbRUY7I/AAAAAAAAADc/6CwNAQcfBTM/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422311968441918386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Apple-MA365LL-Nike-iPod-Sport/dp/B002FEK400/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics&amp;qid=1262480644&amp;sr=8-2-catcorr"&gt;Nike+&lt;/a&gt; said at the end --- I pushed stop at 2 miles (my goal was 3 miles today, but honestly, it was really cold and got dark at the end) - but it kept going, so I think my pace was actually a bit faster seeing as I walked for a bit at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_sa0-iQrI/AAAAAAAAADk/83uq2nO4DKM/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_sa0-iQrI/AAAAAAAAADk/83uq2nO4DKM/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422312422019056306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, I stretched and then did some Ab work on my new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bosu-Balance-Trainer-Home-Version/dp/B00012PDMW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=sporting-goods&amp;qid=1262480687&amp;sr=8-1-catcorr"&gt;Bosu Ball&lt;/a&gt; I got for Chrismas - but just a little bit because I'm doing the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-Shred-Banish-Trouble/dp/B0029JIP20/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=sporting-goods&amp;qid=1262480977&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Shred&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/abs/"&gt;WMM&lt;/a&gt; 3-4 days a week.  Here are some pics and prior to posting them, I have to say, I feel like I look HORRIBLE in these pictures.  However, this is the reality of who I am physically right now and what I'm working hard to change. I'm also working on form on all of my exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_tPfAJyCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uToWRgu-b80/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_tPfAJyCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uToWRgu-b80/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422313326653327394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_tPCzatKI/AAAAAAAAADs/otAQI-5mrjY/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_tPCzatKI/AAAAAAAAADs/otAQI-5mrjY/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422313319083717794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love what I'm wearing?  It was my bottom layer of my run :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, thanks to the hubby and my own internal motivation, I'm 2 for 2 with my Jan. schedule for exercise.  Holla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-9012316177746625283?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9012316177746625283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrrrrr-its-cold-out-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9012316177746625283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9012316177746625283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrrrrr-its-cold-out-there.html' title='Brrrrrr It&apos;s Cold Out There!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz_sAbRUY7I/AAAAAAAAADc/6CwNAQcfBTM/s72-c/IMG_0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5436018246522175970</id><published>2010-01-02T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:53:09.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Goals</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have thought and thought and thought about how to set goals - it's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My GOAL is to live a healthy life and make decisions that people around me will be inspired by.  That's what I want to do - not just this year, every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this goal is one that is not easy for me to obtain.  I am turning 35 this year.  We're talking 35 years (almost) of not very good health and eating habits.  I've been sneaking food and exercising on and off since I was a little kid. If I've been doing that for 30+ years, how many years will it take to get out of the habits?  I took some really great steps at the end of 2009,  so I'll keep plugging along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big goals for the year are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Run a mini-marathon in May.  Other running goals will be made after that one is achieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat clean.  Make wise food choices that are processed - e.g. a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss?url=search-alias%3Ddvd&amp;field-keywords=clif+bar&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;Clif bar&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss?url=search-alias%3Ddvd&amp;field-keywords=amazing+grass&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;Amazing Grass&lt;/a&gt; (that I can't WAIT to try!) is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Make the right choices at the right time.  If I don't feel like running, I need to do it anyway.  If I don't want to order what I should, I need to do it anyway.  If work is stressing me out, I need to take a step back and determine how big of a deal this is.  I know how doing the right thing at the right time makes me feel in the end, and I need to remember that often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Move with my kids.  Take the dog for walks.  Take them in the jogging stroller with me.  Bike with them when it warms up.  Make it a family habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so those are yearly goals - or really, other than #1, lifetime goals.  Of course, in there, is lose weight.  I need to do that.  Yesterday, I took measurements, weighed myself, the whole thing, but I'm not sure I want to post that and make a big deal about that on this blog. I'd rather this blog be about my healthy living.  If I do that, the weight loss will come (and I'll keep you posted on that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided that I would set monthly goals in order to help achieve these lifetime goals.  So, here are my January Goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Stick to the exercise schedule I have made.  For the month of Jan., I have myself alternating running and doing the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred/dp/B00127RAJY/ref=sr_1_1?.  Ia ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd&amp;qid=1262479097&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;30 Day Shred &lt;/a&gt; along with &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/abs/"&gt;Whittle My Middle 1&lt;/a&gt;.  I also worked in one day of Yoga a week.  I'll do this using Fit TV Namaste Yoga for this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat out only one day a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Drink a Green Monster 5 out of 7 days a week.  Look!  My &lt;a href="http://greenmonstermovement.com/?p=551"&gt;Green Monster recipe&lt;/a&gt; is on &lt;a href="http://greenmonstermovement.com/"&gt;Angela's site&lt;/a&gt;!  So proud....so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Wash my face every night - with all the stress I've had lately, my skin is a wreck.  I have the face of a 12 year old (and I know a lot about 12 year olds as I work with them every day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm really contemplating going Vegan.  I'm partially there... So, I'm going to commit 3 out of 7 days a week Vegan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are my 5 January goals.  Pretty attainable - as I post, I'll keep you updated on how I'm doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5436018246522175970?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5436018246522175970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-goals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5436018246522175970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5436018246522175970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-goals.html' title='2010 Goals'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3709439967318370033</id><published>2009-12-31T20:10:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:47:39.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 - Things to be grateful for!</title><content type='html'>Even though I haven't been blogging long and don't have many posts on this, I thought I would do a quick 2009 things to be grateful for post.  This afternoon, my family and I were driving around doing errands and everyone was in a bad mood.  Work is incredibly hard for me right now, my 3 year old is being a real pill, I haven't been feeling well for a week (a cough that I refer to as my stress cough will NOT go away!), and because of all of this, haven't slept well at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO, my beautiful husband said we should think about things for which we are grateful from 2009...and I think I might have some pictures to go along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some great trips!  Over spring, I went on a work trip with my hubby to San Diego. We had a great time.  It was our first time away from the kids and it just felt great to be alone with him.  We did some awesome things on this trip, but I didn't take many pictures.  The best one I have is at a Padres game.  I am a big baseball fan and have this not so secret dream to attend every major league ball park in the US. This stadium was a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1TcO7CRhI/AAAAAAAAADU/EcOUHYVmXIk/s1600-h/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1TcO7CRhI/AAAAAAAAADU/EcOUHYVmXIk/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421581270931097106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Santa Fe as a family.  My parents have a house out there.  We went over the summer and had a blast.  We had picnics, ate great food, swam, relaxed, hiked....it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1OCfXjd2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/S89hy6rb-Zs/s1600-h/DSC_5560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1OCfXjd2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/S89hy6rb-Zs/s320/DSC_5560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575331110942562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1OCAzPehI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bVIemSZArB8/s1600-h/DSC_5618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1OCAzPehI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bVIemSZArB8/s320/DSC_5618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575322905573906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took a couple of trips to Chicago.  One in the fall as a getaway for just the four of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PWMKIYwI/AAAAAAAAACU/X-cssTvpppk/s1600-h/DSC_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PWMKIYwI/AAAAAAAAACU/X-cssTvpppk/s320/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576769063379714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PVrbB6qI/AAAAAAAAACM/H5PJs9_ctIg/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PVrbB6qI/AAAAAAAAACM/H5PJs9_ctIg/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576760275888802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PVQf207I/AAAAAAAAACE/-ixbgQEEdOM/s1600-h/DSC_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1PVQf207I/AAAAAAAAACE/-ixbgQEEdOM/s320/DSC_0263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576753048376242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again in December as our annual trip to celebrate Christmas.  We go every year, do some regular traditions, and see lots of family.  It's a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1QNCYTrTI/AAAAAAAAACk/BRQpS8gwZQU/s1600-h/DSC_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1QNCYTrTI/AAAAAAAAACk/BRQpS8gwZQU/s320/DSC_0524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577711331290418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1QMtMoCpI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y9fCRnpiyjY/s1600-h/DSC_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1QMtMoCpI/AAAAAAAAACc/Y9fCRnpiyjY/s320/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577705645148818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, I completed the hardest year of teaching IN MY LIFE, and in August, I started year two in a different position, and in a MUCH smoother way.  (This is just something to acknowledge - I don't really have pictures of this) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran/walked two races.  In October, I did a 5K with two of my friends.  My time was 38 minutes and I was just so happy to complete my first race in 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1RFYymWLI/AAAAAAAAACs/hH21SeHrHfw/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1RFYymWLI/AAAAAAAAACs/hH21SeHrHfw/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421578679419820210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the BEST cheering squad EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1SYxx_AxI/AAAAAAAAADE/eGZ6HWxGQ8c/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1SYxx_AxI/AAAAAAAAADE/eGZ6HWxGQ8c/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421580112057271058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November, &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/drumstick-dash-new-tradition.html"&gt;I did the Drumstick Dash on Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;.  4.5 miles in a little over an hour.  Again, I was just so proud and LOVED the fact I started my holiday weekend with this race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1RhRxQBSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/I7X1qrkZQgc/s1600-h/DSC_6084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1RhRxQBSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/I7X1qrkZQgc/s320/DSC_6084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421579158571451682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May, we celebrated our baby girl turning one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1R_EKUT_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/dm_SSfG_v24/s1600-h/DSC_5382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1R_EKUT_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/dm_SSfG_v24/s320/DSC_5382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421579670314569714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in November, we celebrated our baby boy turning three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1SsmB2nEI/AAAAAAAAADM/39CxM_IPxyY/s1600-h/DSC_6067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1SsmB2nEI/AAAAAAAAADM/39CxM_IPxyY/s320/DSC_6067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421580452499987522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no matter what, really, could I be any luckier?  I have yet to set my goals for 2010 - I have a couple of ideas and am ALMOST ready to go public with them, but for now and tonight, I'm going to celebrate a year that was, in all, a very successful year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3709439967318370033?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3709439967318370033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-things-to-be-grateful-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3709439967318370033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3709439967318370033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-things-to-be-grateful-for.html' title='2009 - Things to be grateful for!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Sz1TcO7CRhI/AAAAAAAAADU/EcOUHYVmXIk/s72-c/IMG_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5282286418134575548</id><published>2009-12-27T16:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:56:24.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A rough few weeks</title><content type='html'>This morning, I went for a two mile run.  My first in quite a while.  I felt pretty good.  I took off too fast, but eventually I found my pace and pretty easily made it for the two miles.  While I ran, I thought about my plan of attack.  Slowly, but surely, I'm realizing how good I feel when I eat well and exercise regularly.  I do not want to create resolutions  - maybe more like plan of attack.  I'm turning 35 in 2010.  I"m hitting the second half of my 30s and want to feel better than I ever have before.  I have been under a lot of stress at work lately and am really looking for balance and happiness.  I haven't been focusing on eating, I haven't been putting emphasis on exercise, and you can tell.  I'm tired, my face is a zitty mess, and I feel like a slug. I have a family and important job, people!  I can't feel sluggish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt proud this morning after my run.  That feeling of pride, in my opinion, should trump any other feeling of stress or unhappiness I have.  So, although this isn't my "Goals 2010" post, I would definitely say that one of my goals is to feel proud more often - and furthermore, acknowledge that pride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are visiting family for the next couple of days.  When we get back, I'll do my Goals 2010 post - OH and I got a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Canon-PowerShot-SD1200IS-Stabilized-Blue/dp/B001SER49M/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;s=electronics&amp;qid=1261950789&amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Canon Powershot&lt;/a&gt; for Christmas!  Perfect to carry along with me on my runs! :) (Of course I forgot this morning - I will tomorrow for sure!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5282286418134575548?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5282286418134575548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/rough-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5282286418134575548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5282286418134575548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/rough-few-weeks.html' title='A rough few weeks'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3801310250602197434</id><published>2009-12-08T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:54:39.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Body Image Issue</title><content type='html'>As I write more and get happier with my body more, I'm sure I'll write about this more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is, regardless of the fact that this body has given birth to two amazing babies, works hard everyday, helped open an incredible school, has run many races including a half marathon, takes care of a house, cooks healthy food for her family (almost) everyday, takes walks with the family regularly, was a gymnast and softball player - and a pretty good one at that....regardless of all of that, I will never forget the HURTFUL things people said to me when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody says them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I get a lot more compliments than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I have days that I struggle to exercise or make a bad order while I'm eating out, my mind goes back to those mean and thoughtless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have power over me.  That is a power that I am going to conquer - even if I am peering at 35 off yonder in the distance.  If I'm going to raise my children to love themselves, I really need to figure out how to love myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/2009/12/08/pediatricians-are-you-listening-part-two/comment-page-2/#comment-46853"&gt;Thank you, Carla, for your post today&lt;/a&gt;.  It hit home in more ways than you'll ever know. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3801310250602197434?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3801310250602197434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/body-image-issue.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3801310250602197434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3801310250602197434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/body-image-issue.html' title='The Body Image Issue'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-4947814058944031140</id><published>2009-12-04T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:24:43.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Exercise Issue</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh exercise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love thee but struggle with thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up to workout early.  I can do&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred/dp/B00127RAJY"&gt; videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B001NFNFMQ/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_3?pf_rd_p=486539851&amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;pf_rd_i=B00127RAJY&amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;pf_rd_r=1RF91Q61DHPK5EGHX0AT"&gt;in my living room&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/abs/"&gt;exercises on my own,&lt;/a&gt; and even go running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week, I set the alarm for 5:00 and ended up getting up between 6 and 6:30, then I'm out the door by 7:00.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's just so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to set goals and make this big plan for myself, but I don't.  The craziest thing is that I know it will make me feel amazing.  I know that I will be so psyched that I started my day that way and walk into work with all kinds of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have this whole conversation with myself to convince myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be so excited if I blogged every morning about my great morning workout - just like I was excited to blog about my &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-dont-want-to-take-picture-of-it.html"&gt;food choice out to eat on Monday&lt;/a&gt; (and by the way my eating has been AWESOME this week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave it at that.  I'll keep reminding myself about how good I'll feel if I do it and blog about it.  And I KNOW I will get there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-4947814058944031140?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4947814058944031140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/exercise-issue.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4947814058944031140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/4947814058944031140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/exercise-issue.html' title='The Exercise Issue'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-8018527188734704246</id><published>2009-12-01T10:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T10:53:07.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't want to take a picture of it, don't eat it!</title><content type='html'>Last night was gymnastics night at our house.  We leave work a bit early, pick up the kids and take them to gymnastics.  A1 is in his own class and A2 is in a parent/tot class.  They workout at the same gym I went to as a kid before my family moved to Chicago (once upon a time, teachermama was a pretty good gymnast...maybe another time I'll get into that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gymnastics, we go out to dinner.  Gymnastics ends at 6 and by then the kids are starving - even if they've had a snack on the way!  We often go to Subway which is great - I can get a veggie sub and baked chips and not feel even remotely bad about myself.  I can even snack on the kids stuff and not feel bad (I have a TERRIBLE time keeping my hands out of their food.  I'm working on it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Ryan and I were not feeling Subway.  It was all A1 wanted, but we convinced him to go to &lt;a href="http://www.mcalistersdeli.com"&gt;McAlisters&lt;/a&gt;.  This is a place I don't love, but it has more options - however, for a vegetarian, the options are slim.  Salad does nothing for me.  I had veggie chili for lunch and really didn't want it again....so I opted for a cheese pizza.  They are thin crust and good.  Then, while I was sitting there, I thought about taking a picture of my food.  I thought that I might be embarrassed of taking a picture of my cheese pizza.  For someone who SAYS they are trying to be healthy, I shouldn't be ordering cheese pizzas. :) So THIS is what my plate looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxU6Q-lTJ7I/AAAAAAAAABs/u_TljOOR7TU/s1600/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxU6Q-lTJ7I/AAAAAAAAABs/u_TljOOR7TU/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410294590707279794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee for me!!!  &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/2009/08/21/first-person-friday-im-my-own-superhero/"&gt;I am my own superhero!!!&lt;/a&gt; I was quite proud!  The sandwich was delicious, and I only used a little bit of the ranch dressing (so nice it came on the side!)  I nibbled a little bit on the kids' stuff (those are A2's nachos in the background, she likes to "dip" stuff!), but felt really good about my choices....maybe this food blogging thing is worth it ---although hubby did get a little annoyed I was taking a picture of my food while the kids were both crying and whining..... Hey, I'll figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a great day!  My day started with another incredible bowl of oatmeal - yum, yum, yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-8018527188734704246?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8018527188734704246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-dont-want-to-take-picture-of-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8018527188734704246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8018527188734704246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-dont-want-to-take-picture-of-it.html' title='If you don&apos;t want to take a picture of it, don&apos;t eat it!'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxU6Q-lTJ7I/AAAAAAAAABs/u_TljOOR7TU/s72-c/IMG_0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3347027178246216437</id><published>2009-11-30T08:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:30:27.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Breakfast</title><content type='html'>Since I started reading all of these wonderful food blogs:&lt;a href="http://eatliverun.com"&gt; Eat, Live, Run&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://healthytippingpoint.com"&gt;Healthy Tipping Point,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://meganerdruns.com/"&gt;Meganerdruns&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/"&gt;Oh She Glows&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://katheats.com/"&gt;Kath Eats&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://foodfitnessfashion.com/"&gt;Food Fitness Fashion&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://carrotsncake.com"&gt;Carrots N Cake&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nhershoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;N Her Shoes&lt;/a&gt; (and others - but I only have so much time!)  I've started embracing the oats.  These fabulous women have bowls of oats in the morning that blow me away - and I've been emulating for about a month now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, after my &lt;a href="http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/drumstick-dash-new-tradition.html"&gt;Drumstick Dash&lt;/a&gt;, Ryan (my husband) asked me how I felt compared to the 5K I did in October.  I told him I felt great.  He asked why since I hadn't been running like I wanted - I told him I thought it was because of the fact I've been eating healthier and making healthier choices.  I generally have more energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful ladies mentioned above, as well as &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com"&gt;mizfit&lt;/a&gt; have gotten me to really think about how to LIVE.  How to make food and exercise choices and LIVE.  How to eat clean and LIVE.  How to enjoy healthy food and LIVE. How to complete a run and LIVE.  I'm so doing that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE how these beautiful ladies blog about their food and food choices.  I'm going to TRY.  Keeping in mind I'm a mother of two and a school leader - I only have so much time in the day...plus I'm REALLY long-winded :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's breakfast.  My oats - how I love thee.  I literally get excited thinking about oats and what I'm putting in them.  I eat at school before I teach my little math class and everyone looks to see what's in them.  Nobody understands how good they are and how long they keep me FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxPG7VA3kXI/AAAAAAAAABk/0E0h2L81WHo/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxPG7VA3kXI/AAAAAAAAABk/0E0h2L81WHo/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409886299957465458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my oats today: &lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup oats&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vanilla almond milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;br /&gt;Half a Banana&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup pumpkin granola&lt;br /&gt;Tablespoon of Almond Butter&lt;br /&gt;A smattering of chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Diet Coke (she says as she recoils from the aforementioned foodies...A BIG goal is to rid myself of my Diet Coke habit.  I have one or two a day, it could be worse, but I shouldn't drink it.  Nothing good or healthy about it - except it completes me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3347027178246216437?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3347027178246216437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3347027178246216437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3347027178246216437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/morning-breakfast.html' title='Morning Breakfast'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxPG7VA3kXI/AAAAAAAAABk/0E0h2L81WHo/s72-c/IMG_0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5189590064679703251</id><published>2009-11-29T20:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:33:55.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday runs'/><title type='text'>It's a proud proud day...</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I ran THREE MILES IN A ROW!  Yes ladies and gentlemen (I'm almost confident nobody is reading though!) this was the first time I've done this in years.  I feel amazing - but exhausted.  I hardly slept last night, woke up early with A2, and had a busy day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run was great.  I walked for a couple of blocks and then just started running.  My pace was between 10 and 11 minutes, and using my Nike+, I checked my pace every so often and even slowed down a little bit here and there.  I really wanted to make it the full 3 miles. There were a couple of times I thought about stopping and walking.  Then, I thought about how amazing I would feel if I kept going and completed the whole run. By the time the lady in my ears was telling me 400 more meters, 200 more meters, etc, I thought - I can do this!  And I did.  I really am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for now through my winter break is to exercise 5-6 times a week.  Three runs, and the other days strength training to either&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred/dp/B00127RAJY"&gt; Jillian Michaels videos&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.firmdirect.com/firm/ecs/main/index.html"&gt;Firm &lt;/a&gt;videos.  I'd like to throw in some yoga in there, but don't have any videos.  I downloaded a couple of things on &lt;a href="http://yogadownload.com/"&gt;yogadownload.com&lt;/a&gt;, but I'm not sure if I like them.  Maybe I'll try them tomorrow....  AND, I'm going to do &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/abs/"&gt;Whittle My Middle&lt;/a&gt; EVERY DAY! The key to all of this is going to get up early to do it.  It's really the only time.  I'm still working through running in the dark in the morning, so we'll see.  But the GOAL is to exercise 5-6 times a week, eat REALLY clean, and hopefully lose in the next couple of weeks.  I have one out of town trip to Chicago - that will be hard, but I'm confident I can do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5189590064679703251?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5189590064679703251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-proud-proud-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5189590064679703251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5189590064679703251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-proud-proud-day.html' title='It&apos;s a proud proud day...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2433973636407325595</id><published>2009-11-28T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:03:44.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have to Learn to Live</title><content type='html'>I just commented on &lt;a href="http://www.fatfitnessfood.com"&gt;Rebecca's&lt;/a&gt; post about this - and wanted to quickly write it to remind myself as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night's Biggest Loser special, Bob visited Eric's (I think that's his name) house.  Eric is a former winner who has gained back most of his weight.  Bob told him this, "You know how to lose the weight, you know how to gain the weight.  Now you have to learn to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so me.  I have to learn to live.  I have to learn how to be a mom to two amazing kids, an educator at an amazing school, a wife to an amazing husband - and take care of me.  I'm living a healthy life for me to be able to be an amazing mama, teacher, wife, sister, daughter, friend...that's what I'm doing.  I have to learn to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO going to do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2433973636407325595?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2433973636407325595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-have-to-learn-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2433973636407325595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2433973636407325595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-have-to-learn-to-live.html' title='You Have to Learn to Live'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-9168212237029464146</id><published>2009-11-27T20:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:55:46.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Races'/><title type='text'>Drumstick Dash --A New Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxB_gzh7afI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeW9EoE5lyA/s1600/DSC_6085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxB_gzh7afI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeW9EoE5lyA/s320/DSC_6085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408963354037021170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I was DETERMINED to do a race on Thanksgiving.  Last year, when I drove by everyone picking up their stuff for the race, I was so bummed I wasn't doing it.  Last weekend, when I threw out my back, I was really worried I wouldn't be able to do it - that my body would feel like it just couldn't make it.  I got a massage this week, saw the chiropractor, got my friend to sign up to do it with me, and did it.  Man was I glad.  I LOVED this event and LOVED starting my day off with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran the first two miles.  There were 10,000 people in this race and it was packed.  It was near impossible to get a fast pace going, and once you could, it would bottle up again.  But it didn't matter.  We ran an easy pace the first two miles.  At mile two, my friend's son (who's nine and was AWESOME running with us!) wanted a break and Nikki and I weren't complaining.  So, we walked a bit.  We were antsy to run again - her son wasn't as much, but we got him to!  We did the rest of the race running and walking, trying to alternating longer running periods with shorter walking periods.  Even when we walked we did a great pace.  The last couple of minutes were hard.  My legs were tired!  We were both panting and complaining a bit, but we pushed it, and crossed the line at one hour two minutes.  I was SO proud.  It made our pace about 13.7 minutes/mile and to me, someone who is just getting started, that felt great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate the rest of the day as I normally would - but cooked quite a bit of food thinking a little bit more about what was healthier.  I substituted agave nectar for a lot of sugar - and you could not tell. In a couple of dishes I used Earth Balance instead of butter, and opted for Light Land O'Lakes butter.  I had one vegan dessert, and 3 other vegan dishes.  My family forced me to make turkey (I've been a vegetarian now for a couple of months), but EVERYTHING else was veggie - even the gravy and NOBODY noticed - or at least they didn't say anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was great (if I do say so myself) and I haven't one picture --I had big plans to take pics of all my food, but just didn't get it together -- except this one of A2 eating her first Thanksgiving meal (last year it was all about formula!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxCBsl5v3gI/AAAAAAAAABc/MqS5uPqCWFQ/s1600/DSC_6092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxCBsl5v3gI/AAAAAAAAABc/MqS5uPqCWFQ/s320/DSC_6092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408965755560517122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-turkey&lt;br /&gt;-mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;-butternut squash puree&lt;br /&gt;-green beans and shallots&lt;br /&gt;-stuffing&lt;br /&gt;-gravy&lt;br /&gt;-cranberry preserves&lt;br /&gt;-pumpkin cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;-cranberry apple crisp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, GREAT day!  Great friends, family, and food - could a girl ask for anything more???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-9168212237029464146?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9168212237029464146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/drumstick-dash-new-tradition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9168212237029464146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/9168212237029464146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/drumstick-dash-new-tradition.html' title='Drumstick Dash --A New Tradition'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SxB_gzh7afI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeW9EoE5lyA/s72-c/DSC_6085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-5020947852335086147</id><published>2009-11-22T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:34:24.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bust</title><content type='html'>Man oh man.  Last spring, I was holding my 11 month old, bent over to pick up a sock, completely wrenched my back and didn't walk for 4 days.  I blamed it on stress, being overweight, and not exercising - at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do about it?  Nothing!  I am currently the same weight I was last spring.  I have mastered maintenance - at a weight that is at least 70 pounds more than it should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall, I've tried to start running regularly.  I've run a 5k, had some amazing runs with family and friends, but have been unable to be consistent.  Last week, I was all about doing the Whittle My Middle Challenge.  I did it one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I threw my back out again.  I was picking up the now 18 month old to changer her diaper before I went on a 4 miles run.  It's not nearly as bad as last spring, but it happened.  I cried really really hard for about 15 minutes.  I self-deprecated myself to death, cried about being stressed, cried about being stuck at a completely unhappy weight, and tried to figure out what the hell is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come up with nothing, but something has got to change.  I have got to get rid of this weight.  I have got to be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really want to do is challenge myself to waking up early, 5 days a week, to stretch and do strength training.  I have amazing videos.  I could do this.  I don't get up because I am the world's worst morning person.  Excuses excuses.  I am full of excuses.  I self-sabotage...I have got to figure this out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-5020947852335086147?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5020947852335086147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-bust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5020947852335086147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/5020947852335086147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-bust.html' title='It&apos;s a bust'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-8141956712773362810</id><published>2009-11-16T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:48:32.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whittle My MIddle'/><title type='text'>Whittle My Middle</title><content type='html'>The kids' sickness is OVER!  Yay!  I haven't run in a week.  No excuses, but I will be running tomorrow!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading about &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/abs/"&gt;Whittle My Middle&lt;/a&gt; on various sites.  Different people are doing it everywhere (or so I've read on their blogs!).  Ryan, Abel and I did our 6 exercises tonight.  We ruled.  I'm planning on doing it everyday.  I didn't start with  measurements, but I did set a goal to lose two pounds a week goal starting today.  I have a graph and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my day with a &lt;a href="http://greenmonstermovement.com/"&gt;green monster&lt;/a&gt;, had oatmeal and nut butter in the middle of the day, hummus and veggies mid afternoon, and went out to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.binkleyskitchenandbar.com/"&gt;Binkley's&lt;/a&gt; (not an awesome meal but not too bad) at the end of the day.  I'm not feeling bad about my choices at dinner, but wish we would have been at home.  My hubby LOVES to eat out.  So do I - but the kids were tired and right now, at this point in my experience, it's hard to make the right choices when I'm out to eat.  If I'm feeling really good when I'm at a "pub" type place, I get a house salad, dressing on the side, and a baked potato.  Tonight, I ate half a 10" pizza - sharing one piece with A2.  4 small pieces.  Could have been worse.  Once upon a time, I would have eaten the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just wanted to share my Whittle My Middle start - cheers to the next 29 days! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-8141956712773362810?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8141956712773362810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/whittle-my-middle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8141956712773362810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/8141956712773362810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/whittle-my-middle.html' title='Whittle My Middle'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-3286004288725921667</id><published>2009-11-12T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:30:05.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first green monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SvyYd9i9P9I/AAAAAAAAABM/K0yWw5AtJqI/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SvyYd9i9P9I/AAAAAAAAABM/K0yWw5AtJqI/s320/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403361293442564050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've made a lot of smoothies in my day.  My typical recipe was a small can of chunked pineapple, a variety of frozen fruits, a container of lite vanilla yogurt, and enough orange juice to smooth it out.  My problem with smoothies is that they are time consuming for me in the mornings and I lose patience - plus lite yogurt is full of all kinds of things bad.  I've been reading about the &lt;a href="http://greenmonstermovement.com/"&gt;Green Monster Movement&lt;/a&gt; (and see all kinds of people's sites where they've had a green monster) and decided to try one tonight. I'm having another blah day.  I had to come home from work at the midday to relieve my husband who was home with one sick kid.  The other kid was fine yesterday and this morning, but ended up getting sent home as her fever went up again.  My level of sadness and frustration about my kids not feeling well is killing me....and it's just fever.  Nothing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except be peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as healthy as we possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of snacked through my day (but nothing horrible).  I gave my kids leftovers for dinner and decided to try my hand at a Green Monster.  It was delicious!  Mine contained a huge handful of spinach, about a cup and a half of frozen fruit including strawberries, mangoes, and blueberries, the juice of half a lemon, a drizzle of agave nectar, and a cup of almond milk.  I blended and blended, poured, drank, and it was delicious!  It ended up being a bit more of a blue monster (sorry about the photo, I used my iPhone) but it was great.  Filled me up, and made me feel really good about that choice I made for today.  Thanks to ALL who have inspired me to do something different with my smoothie routine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-3286004288725921667?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3286004288725921667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-green-monster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3286004288725921667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/3286004288725921667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-green-monster.html' title='My first green monster'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/SvyYd9i9P9I/AAAAAAAAABM/K0yWw5AtJqI/s72-c/IMG_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7897443537627734642</id><published>2009-11-10T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:18:56.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting here...</title><content type='html'>My kids are sick.  They are always sick.  They are kids who are in daycare and there is always some kind of an issue.  It really wears me down having to figure out who's staying home from work, and how to work it out...I love my kids and love being able to be home.  However, when I'm home and out of my routine, I get really bummed out.  Routine is really important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday nights have become one of my nights to run.  Tonight, my hubby worked late and I was home all day with A2. I usually run between 5 and 6 so it's just before it's really dark and I still have time with the kids when I'm done.  Tonight I'm out of my routine.  Therefore, I'm sitting here, having not exercised, eaten pretty horribly all day, and not running.  I could drive to the Y and run on the treadmill, but that's just not natural to me (excuse!?!?)  I could just go run in the dark - but I'm slightly weary of that (excuse!?!?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a new day. I have already packed all kinds of goodness for my lunch and will conquer after school snacks at our regular Wed. meetings.  But for now.  I'm blue.  Let this be a learning experience...geez - I'm 34 how many more of those am I going to have to have before I get it???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-7897443537627734642?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7897443537627734642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/sitting-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7897443537627734642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/7897443537627734642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/sitting-here.html' title='Sitting here...'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-2293532969825447771</id><published>2009-11-09T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:02:57.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday runs'/><title type='text'>Sunday Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Svgaq0lUUzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H6qaY0V06Ng/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Svgaq0lUUzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H6qaY0V06Ng/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402097076002902834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went for a run with the whole family.  It was A1's third birthday (my kids are Abel, 3 and Adelyn 1 1/2 - we refer to them as A1 and A2).  We had a breakfast out, went to the store, and came home for a run.  I forced Ryan (the husband) to go with me too - even though he wasn't feeling well.  We did a loop through Butler University's (we live in Indianapolis) campus and it turned out to be 4 miles exactly.  We completed it in 49 minutes - walking off and on just a bit.  I ran the first 1.5 miles and felt great.  I had a really hard time getting started again after I stopped and walked for a bit.  I sometimes can't help but to wonder if I really need to be walking.  I'm panting like crazy in my runs, so feel like I should stop to give myself a break, but also wonder if that's really necessary.  I'll keep experimenting and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eating this weekend (like MOST weekends) was really horrible. I need a great deal of work on weekend eating.  Once I get that down, I know weight will fall off.  It being A1's birthday, I think my mind decided to say so be it.  That is a horrible obstacle for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I loaded myself with oats, pumpkin, a tablespoon of almond butter, and a tablespoon of Trader Joe's chocolate chips.  I LOVE this breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to an amazing day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6662214563735996540-2293532969825447771?l=teachermamaruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2293532969825447771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-run.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2293532969825447771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662214563735996540/posts/default/2293532969825447771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teachermamaruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-run.html' title='Sunday Run'/><author><name>Teachermama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628571620735481357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WLJDAmM2siY/Svgaq0lUUzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H6qaY0V06Ng/s72-c/IMG_0613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662214563735996540.post-7139993579054564927</id><published>2009-11-07T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:27:48.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome...</title><content type='html'>I've tried blogging before to keep me accountable for my weightloss.  In Nov. 2006 I had my first baby (he'll be 3 tomorrow!) and in May 2008 I had my second baby.  3 weeks later, we moved our family and 2 weeks later I started a new, extremely rewarding, but HARD job in a brand new charter school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained about 65 pounds in both pregnancies.  Between the first and second, I lost the weight that came off with baby and about 40 more - pretty easily.  This time, it's been a lot, lot harder.  I'm busy and I love food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, in year two of our charter school and in a new position in the school (part time administrator that teaches a couple of middle school classes), I've recommitted to losing my weight.  However, I'm not doing it just to lose weight, I'm doing it to be healthy and somebody I want my children to know me as.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently ran/walked a 5K in 38 minutes.  Before kids and a tough time in my life, I ran regularly, was in a few races, and completed a half marathon.  I'm wanting to get there again.  In fact, I've registered to run a half marathon in May.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 34 years old. I'm 5'6".  I'm 70 pounds over weight.  I have a long way to go.  My knees and back hurt all the time and I know it's from years and years of carrying extra weight (I haven't been at a healthy weight since college - not even when I ran my last half marathon). Enough is seriously enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope to chronicle good eating choices and my new running routine on this blog.  I hope I can help others do the same.  However, I remain incredibly busy. But I can't make excuses. Nothing can get in my way.  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