I DID it! And lived!

Ok, I realize there was a bit of a pause there...that would be due to the fact that the sick just wouldn't die. On Tuesday after my kick butt workout in the a.m. my butt remained kicked and got worse as the day wore on. By the end of the day I was pretty much completely fluish. Achey everywhere, sinuses shut off, tired, SICK! I put in an impassioned plea to the doctor that I haven't seen in 4 years, and don't like, but he's the only one I have. I called and begged them to call me in a prescription of something, as I explained the whole situation at our house. Would you believe THEY DID IT! I got a Z pack and started it that night. So, super sick Tuesday, a little better on Wed., though nauseated the whole day and MUCH better on Thursday. Yesterday was good.







Friday took Max to the Doctor for his 4 month well check. I'd put a pic on, except I've apparently lost my camer. Little nervous about that. Anyway, Maxi is a champ.





Weight: 15.1 lbs.


Height: 26 in.





Long and skinny that kid. He took his shots like a pro and Maggie got her follow up flu shot. She survived it too, especially helpful was the super cool, silver sparkly, star shaped band aide, it totally diverted her attention. The bad news of the day was, after 10 days on his augmenton for the double ear infection, apparently, the left ear was still infected, so we've started a NEW round of omnisef. UGH!!





Anyway, the point of this post, or at least what the title is referring to is this....this morning at 6:00 Dixie, Dana, Wendy and I pulled ourselves out of our respective beds and found our way over to my parents neighborhood for a FIVE MILE run. When I say run, I mean, Dixie and Wendy ran...ok, Dixie ran, Wendy jogged (she's a super trooper 'cause she sprained her ankle and hurt her knee like .6 miles in and kept going) and Dana and I walked, power walked and occassionally bounced our fat around in what you MIGHT call a jog. For the record I have NEVER walked further than 3 miles, and I don't think I've ever exercised for longer than 50 minutes in my life. So, WE DID IT! It took Dana and I an hour and 40 minutes I think, but we did it. I really wasn't sore until the very end, and then it really set in. But, NOW, now I'm VERY sore. Every time I stand up and try to walk, OUCH! However, it's all good, 'cause I'm so proud of us. It's nice to know I can do it, and that in the triatholon I only have to do 3 miles. PHEW!








In other good news, in spite of only working out once this week, and eating in not so great a fashion.....I LOST ONE POUND. Hooray! Of course I want more, but hey, I didn't put in the work. Look out next week.








Ok, and just because it's been to long without pictures, I'm just gonna throw a random one in here. Goodness knows we need to see a pic to have an enjoyable reading experience.

Maggie is SUCH a little Mommy. She carried around her baby with this bottle for days making sure she was properly fed and loved. I freaking love this girl.

Groin pulls and blisters,

Allyson