13.1 and Very Proud!

We did it and I feel great! I now have the Salt Lake City Half Marathon under my belt. We have spent the last few weeks working out all the little pains and worries but reached our goal. Last night we went to get our packets. We had them tape our knees and that was probably the best thing I could have done for my knee. After that, we went to Olive Garden for dinner with some of my family and the Jones family. It was so fun 'carbin' up.
Then we headed to get the boys from Alan's parents. Thanks for tending Grandma and Grandpa. We came home and the boys made signs for Mimi. We got the boys down. I got all my gear ready and then fixed my shuffle with some new tunes. We went to bed around 10:45. M woke a few times. (He has had a few breathing problems requiring treatments lately. He is doing much better). I couldn't sleep anyway. I was too excited.

6:10 and we were ready to go. Megan and Kelli met at my house. My Dad came and picked us up. We were so giddy. We dropped by Hopkins and picked them up too. Of coarse, we headed to the potty lines and waited and waited and waited. In fact, we were still in line when the race started. We stretched a little and we were off! We felt great! A HUGE thanks to all that came to cheer us on. Robb's family, Steve and Susan, my parents, Morgans', and more! You will never understand what it means to have people cheering you on until you are out running and you see them! It is such a motivator. It was beautiful weather and I loved every minute of it. We did a run walk method. We ran 10 minutes and walked two. At first it was hard to walk but we knew it would pay off in the end.

Poor Megs. I was so giddy! High on life and feeling great. I kept talking and I think her ipod kept turning louder and louder to drown out my talking. I am so proud of you Megs! You rocked it! What a big accomplishment for you. Thanks for training me and being my running buddy! I love you.

We finished the race but not before Megan took a grand entrance over the finish line. She tripped!!!!!!! I caught her arm so she did not go all the way down. It was just enough for people to gasp. One final laugh for our running adventure.

We headed home but noticed a box of one dozen Banbury Cross doughnuts in the car! We stopped at Hopkins and enjoyed almost every doughnut together. Thanks Dad! (so much for running off all those calories!)

Finally, I have to say thanks to my biggest fans!!!! Alan and my boys. They spent many weeks alone while I trained. Alan woke the boys early, got them ready, packed up the car, and drove around to different stops to cheer me on. I had tears in my eyes every time I saw them. They make me so happy. I complain to Alan what a chore it is getting kiddos in and out of the car. He did it many times during the race and then he had to entertain them while waiting for me to come along. Thanks Hun! I love you and thank you for being my biggest fan and supporter!
Not only for my run but for my life. I adore you.

Easter Bunny Visits

It is not very often we stay home on Easter Sunday. We were happy to listen to conference and hear our wonderful church leaders teach about being better parents, patience, and love. We enjoyed conference and listened to as much as we could with three little boys playing around. I always look forward to the conference.

But first, we will enjoy the beginning of spring. However, Easter morning looked more like Christmas morning. The boys did enjoy dying eggs a few days before and Alan is so good and patient with the boys. They had fun searching for the eggs and baskets. C was good about letting the little boys find their eggs and baskets without telling them where they were when he found them. After conference we went to my parents for dinner and enjoyed spending time with my family. BOYS, BOYS, BOYS! My parents have one granddaughter but that will soon change! Chelsea and Jeff are having a GIRL!

Then we headed to Pohlmans' where Steve and Susan did their annual egg hunt. They are so thoughtful. Susan gave the boys a large chocolate bunny so we did chocolate dipped strawberries the next week.

I had to post this picture of O. He is getting so big. He is starting to want to do everything himself. He found this hat and thought he was the stuff. Well, what can I say...he did look pretty darn cute!
I am so grateful for the miracle that took place on Easter morning. I love my Savior and know His resurrection took place so many years ago. I hope I can now teach my three little ones the truthfulness of this gospel and pray they will some day have a strong testimony of what Easter Sunday means to them.