Monday, May 23, 2011

Ballet Recitals and Talent Shows

Sailor Tatiana
Tatiana had her first ballet/tap recital this past weekend.  $200 in lessons, $30 sign up fee, $40 recital fee, and $60 for a costume all resulted in a total of about six minutes of performance time and I must admit, she did amazing.  She was so stinking cute and loved showing every person her mad skillz.  Still not sure if this is her passion, she's three for crying out loud, but she sure can work it on the stage.

Proud daddy

Aren also preformed this week.  He got a bee in his bonnet this year and just HAD to perform in the school talent show.  I admit, I was a little worried about the whole thing, after all, he decided that the best song to sing was In the End by Linkin Park.  Yup.  Seriously.  Concern went out the door after the first performance by a kid who sang It's My Life by Bon Jovi.  The kid had a speech issue so the first line sound a little like, "Dis ain a saung for da bwoken harted".  I knew we were safe.  He did great...

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Plan B

I guess if I could describe my life in two words it would just that...Plan B.  Very few events go according to my plans.  I guess most people could say that, but my life seems a little more so.  Like most little girls, I dreamed of getting married and seeing my daddy so happy for my choice in a rich and totally hot man.  My dad died when I was eleven and Rick hardly had any money.  I guess I went with Plan A- on that one because, damn he's hot.

Last September I began running because a sister asked me to run a 5k with her at Thanksgiving.  I thought she was a whack job, but I trained anyways and before I knew it I could run 3.1 miles without dry-heaving or vomiting!  I actually enjoyed running...alot.  I promptly downloaded the Bridge to 10k program and started on that and by February I wasn't quite at a 10k, but I could run five miles on a regular basis.  I set my eyes on a half-marathon the middle of June in Provo, UT and began my training.

After about week five I noticed a pain in my heel and within a week I couldn't walk without alot of pain.  I saw a podiatrist who gave me stretches and exercises and a magic boot to stretch out my heel and told me "this should help".  Help it did not so two weeks later came the shot of cortisone, the miracle I was looking for.  I was told to do nothing for three days and then take it easy.  After a two mile run, then a three mile run three days later, I was once again in tears with the pain.  Back to the doctor and another cortisone shot but this time I was told absolutely no running for two weeks. What does this mean?  By the time this next two weeks is up, IF I can still run, I will have exactly four weeks to complete my goal of running a half marathon.

Enter Plan B.  There is no way I can run the whole thing.  No. Way.  Am I crushed?  Definitely.  Am I devastated that I finally found something that I love that is good for me and now I can't even do it.  Absolutely.  Have I figured out a plan B?  Yup.  Here's hoping!