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Monday, May 14, 2012

Running For Me

Travis had this brilliant idea for us to train for a half marathon this summer. He's always wanted to do one. I laughed and shrugged it off because I know it's impossible for me to do something like that. Let me tell you why I thought that.

I did cross-country in middle school and high school because it was one of the only co-ed sports and I got a lot of cool t-shirts. I was actually pretty decent. Not the best, but pretty decent. Despite the fact that my body hates running, I pushed through and did well. I threw up after almost every race. I don't know why I did, it just happened. I can count on one hand how many races I didn't throw up after during those 6 years I ran. I'm not telling you this because I want you to feel queasy; I'm telling you this because I want you to see that my body hates running. So when Travis said we should train for a half marathon I laughed. If I can barely handle three miles, how can I do 13?

Here's a secret. Deep deep deep down I had this crazy desire. It was pretty deep inside me. I buried the desire for a long time. But finally I gave in to it. I told Travis that I wanted to do it. I wanted to prove to myself that I can do hard things. I wanted to show myself that I'm strong. And I want a sexy bod for the summer. Haha. ;)

So we're doing it. We have a 12 week plan. Last week we did three miles a day with four miles on Saturday. It's killing me, but I can feel myself getting stronger. I'm excited to get better and run crazy mileage that I have never done before. I wanted to write about it on here so I can be held accountable. Haha. Anyways, wish me luck. And if I die, I love you all!

Friday, May 11, 2012

Singing Sisters

Savannah and I sang at our ward talent show. She signed us up, so I had no choice! It ended up being okay. Actually worked out better than I thought. So enjoy! =)

Wait... Washington... What?

Okay.... so it's been FOREVER since I last wrote. I have no excuse besides my laziness. And the fact that I think my life is boring, and nobody would be interested in hearing about it. But I need to blog. I think about blogging every day. When something happens, I immediately think, "Oh I gotta remember to put that on the blog!". But then I forget about it 37 seconds after the thought. So anyways, I'm making myself write something today.. and I hope you can make it through it without falling asleep. haha.

All right, you caught me. My life is not that incredibly boring. Sometimes I feel like it is though. Travis and I left Rexburg when the semester ended at the beginning of April. I graduated with my degree in Elementary Education. It still doesn't feel real.


We're living with my parents here in Washington. We were hoping to find jobs to keep us busy this summer. I finally got a job last week. I'm working at Coldwater Creek. It's a really nice (meaning expensive) clothing store, mostly for older ladies, but I'd be happy shopping there. I'm not naturally a sales person and I guess you're supposed to be when doing retail. I'm supposed to talk women into buying things they don't really need because it looks "pretty" on them. At first I had a really hard time with it. I didn't want to be the annoying lady in the store that I hate when I'm shopping. But I need to be that person. So I'm kinda learning and growing everyday in my "annoying lady in the store" skills. But the people are nice and I really am thankful to have a job. Travis still has yet to find a job. We've been here for over a month and he's probably filled out over 40 job applications. (P.S. I only filled out 3 or 4 when I got my job. Lucky me!) My parents have been kind enough to put him to work around the house. He's been painting the trim to all the doorways and he'll paint all the doors soon. So he's been busy.

So we're in Washington. Life is fun. We got called to be nursery leaders. It's a blast. It's fun being in the town where I grew up. I'm glad I'm here to spend these last few months with my family before we head to Kansas in January. Who knows when we'll be able to get back to visit once we're there.