<?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-24740056</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:02:44.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Pea</title><subtitle type='html'>MY JOYFUL JOURNEY TO ACHIEVING FITNESS, HEALTH AND BALANCE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8709272271568208444</id><published>2009-02-02T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:24:47.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes I did!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SYeAsZUaGhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/LaZKC7mZK0Y/s1600-h/p90x_pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 76px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SYeAsZUaGhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/LaZKC7mZK0Y/s200/p90x_pics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298344986823760402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought P90X last spring and without running down my laundry list of excuses, I haven't broken it out until now. I won't be posting any 'before' pictures (don't want to scare the children!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DVDs can be combined in a few different ways to accomplish the type of workout you want. I chose the 'P90X Lean' version, with an emphasis on cardio. This morning I did the core workout and it was nuts! I have plenty of exercise DVDs and these are truly worth their price. I've always thought I had a pretty strong core but holy moly....I got schooled. I took Mike to work and lifted at gym there as well. Figured I'd keep to my 3 days a weight training as well. As long as I'm feeling capable, it can't hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was good. Weight training Mon-Wed-Fri and 45-60 minutes spinning Tues-Thurs. Diet's fine but have to say for the most part, that's not a real challenge for me. I exercise like a crazy woman, train more than most gals I know, but this weight that's crept up on me is stubborn and just seems to stick around. I'm looking forward to seeing how the muscle confusion workouts do for me. Healthy, happy, grateful and calm. Everything else is icing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your week? All good on your end? I hope this year you'll realize your goals, stay healthy and remember to be grateful for it all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8709272271568208444?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8709272271568208444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8709272271568208444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8709272271568208444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8709272271568208444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes-i-did.html' title='Oh yes I did!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SYeAsZUaGhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/LaZKC7mZK0Y/s72-c/p90x_pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-3074054481637628941</id><published>2009-01-24T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:23:33.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not worthy!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! I've been away over a year now and would love to re-connect. What a year it's been!! Got married last Feb., my older son moved out on his own to San Francisco, I sold my house last Aug., my younger son stayed in So Ca to go to school, Sept. I quit my job after 17 years (no transfer opportunities available) &amp; I moved to Portland Oregon to join Mike. Whew!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking advantage of some time off. Working out at the Nike gym everyday has been great. I've gotten to know the streets of Portland pretty well and explored it's unique neighborhoods. I like it but I have to say, it's not as easy as I thought it would be. It's been tough to get 'connected', especially without working. I submitted apps to volunteer at 2 local hospitals (no response?!?) and finally heard back from the local library yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portland is a great food &amp; fitness minded city. The amount of cyclist (and bike commuters) is awesome...rain or shine. It's the most bike friendly city in the nation...pretty cool. The weather can be a little depressing. I was spoiled in So Ca. and never bothered with a coat. "The times...they are a changing". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SXt2VEtXMkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/9Tz9WtmP8xw/s1600-h/Balcony+shot+12.22.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SXt2VEtXMkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/9Tz9WtmP8xw/s200/Balcony+shot+12.22.08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294955891317486146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Biggest storm in 30 years welcomed me to Portland over Christmas. Got down to So Ca for a few days which was nice but I could do without all the running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have big goals for myself. More specific goals so I'm excited and ready to make them happen. I mixing P90X into the week, full body weight training Tuesday &amp; Friday (I think 3 days is to much for my frame) and spinning Mon, Wed &amp; Thurs. Weight has been a little bit of an issue for me (those crazy ten lbs) but I'm chocking that up to age and hormones (sorry if tmi!) at this point. I'm healthy and capable, there is the true blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all well, your holidays were wonderful and you're enjoying (and respecting) your health. All my best in the New Year! It's good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately! &lt;br /&gt; d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-3074054481637628941?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3074054481637628941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=3074054481637628941' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3074054481637628941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3074054481637628941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-worthy.html' title='I&apos;m not worthy!!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/SXt2VEtXMkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/9Tz9WtmP8xw/s72-c/Balcony+shot+12.22.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-2268042660791792907</id><published>2007-10-12T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:48.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so glad we had this time together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RxAW0QlGL2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/-zyYK4mbYec/s1600-h/carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RxAW0QlGL2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/-zyYK4mbYec/s320/carol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120617863379824482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been tough for me to stay focused on anything lately, even this blog. I started a food blog which I really love but again...little time equals little posting, so I decided it's time to let go. The coming year will be busier than ever. I'll be getting married, seeing my older son off to Argentina and beyond (he's sowing his oats), getting Chuck settled into an apartment and college, looking for a new position (in or outside) of Toyota and moving to Portland to start a new chapter of my life. It's exciting but even typing it makes me a little weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exciting to read your journey's as you set, train and reach your goals. I feel privileged that you let me in! I'll be in the gym every morning thinking of all the great things that lie before you, wishing you all my best in health, family and faith. Now get going....aren't you supposed to be training or something?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-2268042660791792907?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2268042660791792907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=2268042660791792907' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2268042660791792907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2268042660791792907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-glad-we-had-this-time-together.html' title='I&apos;m so glad we had this time together...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RxAW0QlGL2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/-zyYK4mbYec/s72-c/carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4463240470363453895</id><published>2007-10-03T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:48.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooeeee...I'm tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RwRZ3glGLsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/GPEY_UKp1zo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RwRZ3glGLsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/GPEY_UKp1zo/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117313886772932290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Hawaii and it's all caught up with me...I'm beat. &lt;br /&gt;The business meeting was fun, Toyota really goes all out. The first night we were shown some of the new cars coming out, then treated to a private concert with Stevie Nicks opening for Aerosmith. The next day was another business meeting/new car show. Toyota hires an M.C. that fills in between our executives. This year it was Jay Leno and he was hilarious! After that meeting we head to the Waikiki Convention Center for sushi as far as the eye can see, with lamb chops, prime rib and open bars. The Doobie Brothers played in a room there, but it's just not the same without Michael McDonald. This year we had quite a bit of free time so I headed to the Rainbow Drive-in ( a local joint) for a plate lunch and just cruised around the city. My hotel room had a view of the beach right across the street. Waikiki is not my favorite place in the islands, but at the end of the day...it ain't a bad place for a business meeting either. The statue in the picture is Duke Paoa Kahanamoku, the grand daddy of surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes un-packed. Back to work and shrugging off this time change. Worked out twice while I was there but nothing since I got back on Monday night. Need a few days to catch up with myself. Hope all is well with everyone in the blog world! Enjoy the rest of your week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4463240470363453895?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4463240470363453895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4463240470363453895' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4463240470363453895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4463240470363453895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/10/hit-wall.html' title='Ooooeeee...I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RwRZ3glGLsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/GPEY_UKp1zo/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-7189152946375592982</id><published>2007-09-23T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T19:32:04.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the ground..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5U7qu1bCGQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5U7qu1bCGQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz Wright...one of my new favorites. Makes me want to sink into a chair, watch a sunset, pour a glass of wine and light up a ...(&lt;strong&gt;just kidding on the last one!&lt;/strong&gt;)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the weekend in Palm Springs with the girls. Nice and relaxing. Back home by early afternoon and got to the chores. I really feel ramped for the new week. I took a few days off last week, and I feel ready to go. Ran 4 miles on Sat. morning. The desert is beautiful in the morning. Crystal clear, 70 and peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I fly to Hi for a weekend work conference. A quick turn around trip and come home Monday. I feel for the folks coming from the east coast. They have a killer flight..over 10 hours. OUCH! Hopefully most of them extended the trip and took some vacation time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say...catching up on blogs and getting ready for the week. Happy, healthy and nothing but smiles. Have a great week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-7189152946375592982?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7189152946375592982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=7189152946375592982' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7189152946375592982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7189152946375592982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/09/hit-ground.html' title='Hit the ground..'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-5339474092169595282</id><published>2007-09-20T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:48.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RvI9P96iTCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/sxzeoU79Dwo/s1600-h/Insomniac-Sheep-"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RvI9P96iTCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/sxzeoU79Dwo/s320/Insomniac-Sheep-" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112215871546346530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O.K.....It's 2:30AM and I'm blogging. To bed @ 10 thinking I'd be waking up at 5 for the gym. Two o'clock rolls around and I'm awake for good. ARGGGGGG!!! The last year this has happened more than once and I'm not liking it. I have a new manager at work and although so far so good, I wake up thinking about everything I need to make happen. If I can't fall asleep after this, I'll cut my losses, stay up and go into the office extra early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've had good workouts. Ran with the Nike folks on Sunday. 4 miles, 8.75 pace. Monday was 40 minutes cardio and 40 minutes weights. Tuesday 45 minutes cardio. Took a break on Wednesday and I think I'll do the same today. I'm making the effort to scale it back a little. I'm feeling slightly stressed fitting everything I'd like into my days, and my life at this point is beautiful....healthy, nothing to prove and balance is key. I'm all about rockin the boat, but not with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the %#&amp;@? My left knee has this weird twang kind of thing going when I bend down. Not every time, but once in a while it catches and feels like an internal rubber band is stretching across my knee cap. Hmmmmmm. I made an appointment with the Orthopedic guy next week hoping it's nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some of you may be getting up by now, and I'll desperately try to get back to sleep for a few hours. I can always try watching O.J. coverage on CNN. If that doesn't do it I'm not sure what will. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately! (and get enough sleep!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-5339474092169595282?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5339474092169595282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=5339474092169595282' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5339474092169595282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5339474092169595282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/09/counting-sheep.html' title='Counting Sheep'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RvI9P96iTCI/AAAAAAAAAb8/sxzeoU79Dwo/s72-c/Insomniac-Sheep-' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8973518612430576419</id><published>2007-09-15T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:49.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole lot of nothing......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuvzFeebQ4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FNJcAVxubdw/s1600-h/nothing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuvzFeebQ4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FNJcAVxubdw/s320/nothing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110445477587534722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As far as training....this is what's been happening. I thought I'd get a chance to work out in San Francisco but no go. Training class all day, everyone wants to have dinner at night so I politely go. I have a couple of drinks, stay out past my bedtime then to tired to get up for my usual morning workout. I made a promise to myself...When I travel, working out in the morning comes first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go to a couple of new restaurants in San Francisco. I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; that city! I stayed at the Harbor Court, around the corner from the Ferry Building. A great little boutique hotel...very small with a cool vibe. San Francisco is a great walking city to. If it's too far to walk, the BART will get you where you want to go. No chance of that in So Cal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Monday kind of girl. Monday is a new week...a fresh start. That's when I like to get back into the groove of things. I'll spend the weekend catching up then hit it on Monday. Have a great weekend, train safely and make it fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8973518612430576419?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8973518612430576419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8973518612430576419' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8973518612430576419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8973518612430576419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/09/whole-lot-of-nothing.html' title='A whole lot of nothing......'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuvzFeebQ4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FNJcAVxubdw/s72-c/nothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-982052523609492370</id><published>2007-09-07T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:49.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An apple a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuIQjNcV4II/AAAAAAAAAbk/YfU-DEL4FQk/s1600-h/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuIQjNcV4II/AAAAAAAAAbk/YfU-DEL4FQk/s320/apple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107663124481564802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to reality and it outside of a crazy work week it wasn't to bad. I got back over a week ago late Thurs eve and decided I'd do a 7 day fast starting Friday. I'd have to the long weekend and end it yesterday. It wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it might be. Some protein powder twice a day and a simple dinner. Plenty of raw fruits/veggies when ever I wanted. Apples were big on my list....I just love em! Yesterday ended the (modified) fast and I feel great. Lighter and feeling like I should continue cautiously with what I decide to put in my body. I was surprised it didn't effect my workouts. I thought I might feel more tired or weak...but not once. Here is what filled my week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliptical: 40 miles&lt;br /&gt;Weights: 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;Stretching/Pilates: 1:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I leave for San Francisco and a 3 day training conference. I was able to book a flight with a 10 hour lay over. That's right....my flight flies to from O.C. to Portland, (I'll have all day to spend with Mike), then leaves from Portland to The City in the evening. Pretty sharp thinkin, huh? I'm staying in a small boutique hotel and the Y is right next door. Couldn't have worked out better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again late next week but I'll be reading. Be well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-982052523609492370?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/982052523609492370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=982052523609492370' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/982052523609492370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/982052523609492370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/09/apple-day.html' title='An apple a day...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RuIQjNcV4II/AAAAAAAAAbk/YfU-DEL4FQk/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8318133781151586629</id><published>2007-09-01T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:49.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until further notice: Celebrate Everything!</title><content type='html'>The title phrase was printed on the bottom of our receipt from lunch at the Dream Cafe, Pentiction, BC. Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Canada and &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; had a great Ironman. I'll let you read his race report for yourself. I took my new Canon Rebel XT with the 'super duper lens' and did my best to get some good shots.  The trip was great. I flew to Portland and we carpooled with Mikes training buddy &lt;a href="http://trirunning.blogspot.com"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt; and his wife Karen. These kinds of road trips can be really fun or disastrous....We had nothing but fun! We split the drive up into 2 days with an overnight stay at a B&amp;B in Washington. It was great to spend time with Karen and I think we really hit it off. After the race we took off Tuesday morning for Portland and drove straight through. That gave Mike and I 2 days together then back to SoCal for me. Here are a few shots from the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoRhXD0_vI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b7mdTQ4GXs0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoRhXD0_vI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b7mdTQ4GXs0/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105412392401305330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crowd waiving to the helicopters filming the live coverage of the race, Mike going out on the run &amp; bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoSnHD0_wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Cpva9DvXpr0/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoSnHD0_wI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Cpva9DvXpr0/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105413590697180930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoTsXD0_xI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Lm38mVa4puA/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoTsXD0_xI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Lm38mVa4puA/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105414780403121938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike coming in for the finish and a little "See ya next year" wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoTs3D0_yI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5DkafJiT8FY/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoTs3D0_yI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5DkafJiT8FY/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105414788993056546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoWC3D0_zI/AAAAAAAAAac/gaDIqFuH5dc/s1600-h/ATT00049+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoWC3D0_zI/AAAAAAAAAac/gaDIqFuH5dc/s320/ATT00049+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105417365973434162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that...I'm somewhat of a celebrity in my world. I've been in several Toyota photo shoots and a commercial (that I never saw) which aired back east. Well, they chose to use me in a print add for 7 nationally published automotive industry magazines. It runs now through the end of the year. Lot's of ribbing and requests to sign copies. One of my dealers even made a poster out of it with the heading 'Debbie-polooza summer tour 2007'. Everyone had fun with it, but at the end of the day not bad exposure for the gal wanting to transfer to the Portland Region. I'll take the ribbing... &lt;br /&gt; Now to get caught up on blogs and prepare to re-enter the real world. Damn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and &lt;strong&gt;celebrate everything&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8318133781151586629?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8318133781151586629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8318133781151586629' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8318133781151586629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8318133781151586629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/09/until-further-notice-celebrate.html' title='Until further notice: Celebrate Everything!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RtoRhXD0_vI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b7mdTQ4GXs0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4126897082604056548</id><published>2007-08-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:16:18.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and get some!</title><content type='html'>Ben Harper &amp; The Blind Boys of Alabama. Take a listen...I love this song, it kicks off every one of my runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FvVipuUSeY8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FvVipuUSeY8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well next week &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; &amp; I head to Penticton with our friends &lt;a href="http://trirunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steven &amp; Karen&lt;/a&gt; for Ironman Canada. I fly to Portland and we drive from there. I'm excited about this years trip because the drive will be beautiful and the company fun. Karen and I will be waiting with camera's in hand for our men to cross the finish line. &lt;br /&gt;Before almost every race, Mike seems to break down a little. He trains insanely hard, prepares better than anyone I've ever seen (with incredible discipline), but there's something about that post training, taper, pre race time that always seems to grab a hold of him. I'm thinking this is pretty normal. To approach a race like this with absolute confidence seems foolish as well. In the past I've tried to support him with words of encouragement, or suggesting some magical thing that I believe will remove some of that weight on his shoulders. Over the years I've learned it's better to back off &amp; let him be...this is his journey, his race. One thing I'll never back off from is praying. I know without a doubt what carries us through each day, especially &lt;strong&gt;race&lt;/strong&gt; day. He has a goal...did he train???does he want it....BAD?? Of course. Need a little help? All you got to do is ask. Take a knee and get some! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the folks who'll be racing in Ironman Canada! Best of luck!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4126897082604056548?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4126897082604056548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4126897082604056548' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4126897082604056548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4126897082604056548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/08/come-and-get-some.html' title='Come and get some!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-2781869379689772803</id><published>2007-08-12T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:50.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A standing date.</title><content type='html'>I bought memberships for the boys &amp; myself to 24Hour Fitness Super Sport. Gotta love that towel service! I got a killer deal through work and the cost for all 3 of us is still less than my previous gym membership for me alone. Rob is picking up the $20 tab for himself and goes in between school &amp; work. I'm covering Chuck and he's been hitting the gym with his buddies. What a great place for them to hang out, huh? The one morning I'm not able to make it is Wednesday's, so I figured I'd work on Chuck to make Wed eve our standing date. Work out with mom at the gym, grab dinner after.... he went for it. He's such a good kid and I'm already having a little separation anxiety from the idea of moving away from him next summer. Better 'get it' while I can! He just got his senior pic proofs in the mail and this is the shot that'll go in his yearbook, right along side of his very first school picture. O.K., it was pre-school, but school all the same. Where does time go? I have to point out the goatee he's so proud of...it's blond and you have to look &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; hard, &lt;strong&gt;but it's there &lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rr-Z8DpeiEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/H0iuDQOGR6c/s1600-h/Chuck+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rr-Z8DpeiEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/H0iuDQOGR6c/s320/Chuck+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097962560257165378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rr-Z8TpeiFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OCVRgP4jfQE/s1600-h/Grad+Pic+%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rr-Z8TpeiFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OCVRgP4jfQE/s320/Grad+Pic+%231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097962564552132690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly Workouts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 30 min cardio(3.20 miles)/ 30 min weights-chest &amp; back&lt;br /&gt;(love the interval setting on the elliptical..it kicks me %#@!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 45 min cardio( 4.75 miles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 20 min cardio (2 miles)/ 30 min weights- legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 55 min cardio (5.5 miles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 30 min cardio (3.50 miles)/ weights- arms &amp; shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: 60 min cardio (6.50 miles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Nike Running Club/ 5 miles - 49 min - 9.8 pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'd love to get together with you for a run or ride, dinner or a drink.... I'm not available Wednesday's. I have a standing date. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-2781869379689772803?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2781869379689772803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=2781869379689772803' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2781869379689772803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2781869379689772803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/08/standing-date.html' title='A standing date.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rr-Z8DpeiEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/H0iuDQOGR6c/s72-c/Chuck+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1811438568487021853</id><published>2007-08-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:50.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's what drives me...</title><content type='html'>This is too funny...A younger gal (23-24) @ work knows I work out every morning. She's married with 2 little girls and about 80 pounds overweight. She was venting about how exhausted she was and wondered how I get up everyday to do my thing. I reminded her that I do not have little ones, my man is 800 miles away, and I my 'honey-do' list is not even close to hers. I guess it doesn't help that her mom wasn't cutting her any slack, telling her it should be no problem. This gal points out her mom had 2 kids and was a homemaker. Long story short, these younger gals &amp; guys have a lot on their plates. Work full time then go home to another full time job. I know I did it, (and mostly by myself) but it all seems so surreal now. Thank God! I explained that her mom probably just can't relate. She then makes the comment that it's because her mom is "just getting old". How old I ask. How about 43! I just turned 47... I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RrYfUjpeiDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Eh8OTTB1GZ0/s1600-h/centered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RrYfUjpeiDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Eh8OTTB1GZ0/s320/centered.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095294466443348018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the conversation she asked "What drives you". It got me thinking and these were my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Faith and grace (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Appreciation &amp; respect for my health (who's to say how long we'll enjoy it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Unconditional love (receive &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; give)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing my kids make mistakes (and learn from them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting to the place where life's little bumps are just that... little bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Staying focused, passionate and centered. Some how, I can emotionally afford it much more now than when I was 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks workouts:&lt;br /&gt;Wed: &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; min cardio/ 30 min weights. Not feelin it...&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: 45 cardio&lt;br /&gt;Fri: 30 min cardio/30 min weights&lt;br /&gt;Sat: 60 min cardio/20 min weights&lt;br /&gt;Sun: 6.8 mile run (Cancer Charity run) 8.82 pace/ 1 hour (all on a track)&lt;br /&gt;2 mile jog walk with Nike group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about what drives you. I'm sure it will make you grateful &amp; proud. You should be! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1811438568487021853?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1811438568487021853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1811438568487021853' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1811438568487021853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1811438568487021853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-what-drives-me.html' title='It&apos;s what drives me...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RrYfUjpeiDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Eh8OTTB1GZ0/s72-c/centered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8519450359043019640</id><published>2007-07-31T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:51.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If the Shoe Fits....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_tkjpeh-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/2dfhK9qxH_0/s1600-h/saya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_tkjpeh-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/2dfhK9qxH_0/s320/saya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093550915879602146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn right I'll wear it!! I received the mother load of shoes!!! My Nike Shox showed up last last week (just in time for my run with the Nike folks on Sunday)and it felt like running on pillows. Shox are the shoes that people seem to either love or hate. I'm not a hater! Today I found a nice little package on my front porch containing these...(all courtesy of the man). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bright you say? Just the way I like em! I want to make sure you see me when I'm comin!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_t_Dpeh_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/3wAFkCTg5gM/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_t_Dpeh_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/3wAFkCTg5gM/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093551371146135538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoom Air 1000GRS. The heel fit is the best and they are extremely comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_uYzpeiAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/neDmgxl2x0s/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_uYzpeiAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/neDmgxl2x0s/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093551813527767042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my favorites! I know, some of you are wondering what was I thinking... some of you may be a little jealous, and others could be flat out dizzy from looking at them. Well, either way I think they're beautiful and tomorrow I'll be sporting a pair! Look for me, you'll see me coming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8519450359043019640?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8519450359043019640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8519450359043019640' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8519450359043019640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8519450359043019640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-shoe-fits.html' title='If the Shoe Fits....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rq_tkjpeh-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/2dfhK9qxH_0/s72-c/saya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-5821081049588995866</id><published>2007-07-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:51.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay cool &amp; have a  bitchn' summer...</title><content type='html'>It never seems to slow down, does it? I've been consciously making an effort to make at least one weekend day a completely lazy one. It helps to resonate there was a break in there, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was a busy one. I've been at the gym (a little later) everyday and it feels good! I started to journal my workouts again which may seem lame for what I do, but it makes me feel like I've accomplished something and helps me switch things up when I need to. All my cardio on any piece of equipment is set to interval. When I'm on the spin bike I've got to do the timing work so most often I find myself back on the elliptical to make it easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: 30 min elliptical/ avg HR 138/ 40 min weights legs&lt;br /&gt;Tues: 45 min elliptical/ avg HR 133&lt;br /&gt;Wed: 30 min elliptical/ 30 min weights back &amp; chest &lt;br /&gt;Thurs: 45 min elliptical/ avg HR 129 (back in the eve) 45 min elliptical avg HR 132&lt;br /&gt;Fri: 30 min elliptical/ 20 min arms &amp; shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we have a dealer appreciation event which all the managers choose 2 dealerships they'd like to host at &lt;a href="http://www.foapom.com/?skipvid=1"&gt;The Pageant of the Masters&lt;/a&gt; in Laguna Beach. It's a 'live art' production set in a small intimate outdoor amphitheatre. If you're ever in Laguna Beach this time of year, &lt;strong&gt;get tickets&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqtZyjpeh6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UtMJ55DgfMY/s1600-h/Pagaent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqtZyjpeh6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UtMJ55DgfMY/s320/Pagaent1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092262528770017186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The show consists of live models in costume and makeup, who reproduce the artwork and from the audience, you'd swear you are looking at the actual piece. It's really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqtZyjpeh7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/kQ-QGcrPczE/s1600-h/Pageant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqtZyjpeh7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/kQ-QGcrPczE/s320/Pageant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092262528770017202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rqtebzpeh9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/WanSDuqgDaw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rqtebzpeh9I/AAAAAAAAAY0/WanSDuqgDaw/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092267635486132178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with the finance director of the dealership (courtesy of his wife @ the helm of his new IPhone). One incredibly good dinner, Pageant and 2 dealers (with very happy wives) @ the end of the night. Mission accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was an award luncheon for another dealership and last night was the big one...my &lt;strong&gt;30th&lt;/strong&gt; class reunion. It sounds so bizarre to say 30th!! I was never the cute, popular girl in high school. Any one that knew me (including last night) knew me by association with one of my 5 brothers. There were 4 of us in high school at the same time and all of them played football. I was Chuck, Marshall, David, Sean of Bob's sister. Funny though, it never really bothered me and I kind of like blending in (and moving on). This was my first reunion. I was pregnant on my 10th, my husband was very sick when the 20th rolled around and this one timed out just right. I went more for curiosity sake and to see a very good friend I had. Funny how some things don't change....everyone looked at my name tag then asked, are you Chuck, Marshall or David's sister..... yes..... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people seemed to be in time warps. Still very close friends with people from school which is cool, but I felt like I was back in 1977 and not much had changed. I only recognized most folks by their name tag photo. &lt;strong&gt;Finally&lt;/strong&gt; my friend Esmeralda came and it was great to catch up with her! Five minutes and we were laughing just like it was 1977. It's great when some things don't change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqteIjpeh8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/_-LBzrLomgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqteIjpeh8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/_-LBzrLomgQ/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092267304773650370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how our lives change and where it takes us. Live with substance &amp; passion, respect the process and have fun! Oh yeah... Stay cool &amp; have a bitchn' summer! Time to let &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; go.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-5821081049588995866?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5821081049588995866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=5821081049588995866' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5821081049588995866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5821081049588995866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/stay-cool-have-bitchn-summer.html' title='Stay cool &amp; have a  bitchn&apos; summer...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqtZyjpeh6I/AAAAAAAAAYc/UtMJ55DgfMY/s72-c/Pagaent1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-5218891588204885544</id><published>2007-07-22T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:52.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE surprises!</title><content type='html'>I am very lucky that Mike keeps me well stocked in Nike gear. My favorite new shoe is the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqQBHjpeh0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/qfXVSJSK5g0/s1600-h/air+zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqQBHjpeh0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/qfXVSJSK5g0/s320/air+zoom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090194708175423298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nike Air Zoom DGRS. I bought these beauties my last trip to Portland and asked Mike to pick me up another pair. I have incredibly flat feet and a wide instep, so it's tough to get the right fit. The Nike Free and Shox have been my shoe of choice, so I was thrilled to find another pair I liked. Mike checked the employee store but no luck, they were all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the Nike running group this morning and ran 4.4 in 42 minutes. Everything felt good. I hung out in the store for some water, fruit and a bagel and spied these babies.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqQCiTpeh1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/6JDExlHrg_4/s1600-h/saya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqQCiTpeh1I/AAAAAAAAAX0/6JDExlHrg_4/s320/saya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090196267248551762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They might not be much to look at, but when I put them on.....I fell in love. Just the right width and I nice big toe box. I mentioned my find to Mike and this afternoon he called me to say he'd picked them up for me and is sending them down. What a great guy I have! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon getting ready for the new week and now spend some time reading. Hope your weekends were great and you go into the new week healthy, happy &amp; thankful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-5218891588204885544?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5218891588204885544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=5218891588204885544' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5218891588204885544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5218891588204885544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-suprises.html' title='I LOVE surprises!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqQBHjpeh0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/qfXVSJSK5g0/s72-c/air+zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-6014611968666588011</id><published>2007-07-20T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:52.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqN4dzpehzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/5rds9kt26tw/s1600-h/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqN4dzpehzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/5rds9kt26tw/s320/water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090044457334507314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read blogs from people all over the country, I'm in awe of their ability to roll with it. Here in So Cal I could ramble on a list of 'not so positives'....but the weather is not one of them. Yes, it can get a little boring and not really much change in seasons but that's why a lot of folks move here to call it home. Although I was born and raised here, I've lived in other parts of the country and prefer a little change in the seasons. I'll get plenty of change once I'm make the move to Oregon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get spoiled here, and dare I say a little 'prissy'. If it rains, I'm not likely to go for a run (and neither are very many other folks), or jump on my bike and sometimes not even leave the house for that matter. &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://trirunning.blogspot.com"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt; head out regardless of the weather and probably get some of their best training in. It really is mental isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this week was pretty good for me. I rolled out of bed at my new 'late as possible' time of 5:30, got the gym and did my thing. 30-45 minutes spin everyday and lifted Tues/Thurs. Tomorrow morning I plan to get in an early 60 minutes on the elliptical then head out for errands and lunch with a friend. Sunday I think I'll head over to run with the Nike group again. I don't have the weather issues a lot of you have, but kudos to you for making it happen! Me? I'll just keep rolling with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-6014611968666588011?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6014611968666588011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=6014611968666588011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6014611968666588011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6014611968666588011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/roll-with-it.html' title='Roll with it.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RqN4dzpehzI/AAAAAAAAAXk/5rds9kt26tw/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-2780361092253832880</id><published>2007-07-15T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:52.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpqBEdfQuxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/DERrdKVhnwM/s1600-h/sprinkler2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpqBEdfQuxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/DERrdKVhnwM/s320/sprinkler2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087520642703604498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am convinced that life in a physical body is meant to be an ecstatic experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakti Gawain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever train and take it for granted? I mean your health...your abilities. I do. I take a lot for granted and do my best to be grounded &amp; aware, but sometimes &lt;strong&gt;I let it&lt;/strong&gt; slip away from me. The joy of it all needs to be met head on, with full appreciation each time I enter a room or step outside my door. I am happier when I live it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good week. Wednesday mornings I meet at the local coffee shop with my women's group. We've been meeting for about 3 years now and I still look forward to it. I really love these gals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I jumped on the elliptical for 30 minutes, lifted for 45 min then stretched for 15. Friday I rode a spin bike for 60 min, avg HR 142 for 10.67 miles &amp; felt good. Sat I took a break and today I headed over to the local Nike store to run with the group there. I'm hot and cold on the running thing, but I want to start back up. It's like anything, the easier it gets, the more I'll like it. When I get up to Portland, it'll be a nice way to drag Mike out for a &lt;em&gt;long painful slow &lt;/em&gt;run! ;) The positives far out way the negatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually pretty cool. You meet at the Nike store @ 9AM while rest of the mall is still closed. An employee/coordinator asks me if I'll be running, walking or both on the 2.8 mile loop. I say both. Since it's been a while, I'd rather under promise and over deliver. There were about 15 people, with 4-5 serious runners. I heard a few people say they doing 4, 5 &amp; 7 mile runs. I started out with a goal to run the entire 2.8 if possible. I've been spinning like a banshee for crying out loud, this should be do-able. After about the first mile I felt pretty good, so I set my eyes on the 2 runners going 4 miles and followed them. Well, it was more than do-able...it was pretty darn good. 4 miles in 41 minutes. My avg HR was a little higher than I'd like @ 159, but that's OK. I felt great afterwards. No aches, pains or winded. When we got back to the store they had bagels, fruit and drinks. Very nice set up and all free. This will be a nice addition to my weekly workouts and most of the runners seemed to be regulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love to celebrate my gifts. Life can give us tickets to a pretty bumpy ride, but when it's over...who can remember? We move on and if you keep your eyes fixed on the the incredible gifts you have, they just keep coming. I have a lot to be thankful for, and at the top of my list is Mike. He (and we) continue to just get better and not in my wildest dreams would I ever have thought my life would end up this way. I am blessed. Happy Birthday Mike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-2780361092253832880?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2780361092253832880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=2780361092253832880' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2780361092253832880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2780361092253832880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/get-life.html' title='Get a life.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpqBEdfQuxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/DERrdKVhnwM/s72-c/sprinkler2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-6613628333809424059</id><published>2007-07-10T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:52.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpQ6MTyKDyI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2Yr2DxNOiRE/s1600-h/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpQ6MTyKDyI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2Yr2DxNOiRE/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085753862351621922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to exercise in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Marsha Doble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got such great rest on vacation....is there such a thing as too much?? Naaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;The problem is that I'm such a creature of habit that after a week of sleeping in, it's been hell to get back on track. If I don't workout in the morning, it just doesn't happen. I also discovered there's a button on my alarm clock that says &lt;strong&gt;snooze!&lt;/strong&gt;. What a great idea!! I'm not technically savvy, but I got that one figured out real quick. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it had to come to an end and I really needed to get back to some form of exercise. Yesterday was tough....&lt;strong&gt;real tough&lt;/strong&gt;. I hit &lt;em&gt;the button&lt;/em&gt; a few to many times, but was still able to get to the gym &amp; do 20 min   on the elliptical then 45 min weights. This morning I made it happen with 45 min on the spin bike. Now it's become a game. Exactly &lt;strong&gt;when is &lt;/strong&gt;the latest possible time I can sleep until &amp; still get to the gym and get a workout in? I think I'll be working in this one for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-6613628333809424059?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6613628333809424059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=6613628333809424059' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6613628333809424059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6613628333809424059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/get-up.html' title='GET UP!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RpQ6MTyKDyI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2Yr2DxNOiRE/s72-c/tired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-7965144420469781931</id><published>2007-07-06T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:53.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love this woman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ro8CGDyKDqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kLjhcnZjTnM/s1600-h/ER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ro8CGDyKDqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kLjhcnZjTnM/s320/ER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084284807442730658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love this woman. Here she is with Helen Keller....what a pair of ladies, huh? Eleanor has always been one of my hero's. She reminds me very much of my grandma. Salt of the earth...'say what you mean and mean what you say' kind of gals. I just finished &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ro8EpTyKDsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3EYCCyxb-g0/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ro8EpTyKDsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/3EYCCyxb-g0/s320/books.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084287612056374978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Day and thought it was awesome. This quote really stuck with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously. This is how character is built. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt, My Day&lt;br /&gt;US diplomat &amp; reformer (1884 - 1962) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get an Amen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-7965144420469781931?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7965144420469781931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=7965144420469781931' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7965144420469781931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7965144420469781931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/07/gotta-love-this-woman.html' title='Gotta love this woman!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ro8CGDyKDqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kLjhcnZjTnM/s72-c/ER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-5278136204089242544</id><published>2007-06-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:53.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... juggling act...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RnQDiUQRdVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/C4U9xUFmeFk/s1600-h/juggling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RnQDiUQRdVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/C4U9xUFmeFk/s320/juggling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076686568040789330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Balance...it's constantly at my finger tips but I just can't seem to grasp it. Got 2 great workouts in this week and the rest of my time was spent juggling Rob's Dr. appointment's (he'll be getting a car soon thank goodness) work and getting ready for some travel. Next week I'll be in San Francisco for a sales conference and the following week on vacation for some R&amp;R. I'm also interviewing for another position with my company that is based out of Portland (good for my upcoming move there next year) and they'd allow me to work from here until that time. Keep your fingers crossed for me! Lot's going on and unfortunately not much in the way of fitness. It's a juggling act...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you juggle &lt;strong&gt;your &lt;/strong&gt;lives with all &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; do I'll be thinking of you, wishing you balance, health, peace (&amp; hope you're making it fun)! Leave the light on for me...back in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-5278136204089242544?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5278136204089242544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=5278136204089242544' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5278136204089242544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5278136204089242544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/06/juggling-act.html' title='... juggling act...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RnQDiUQRdVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/C4U9xUFmeFk/s72-c/juggling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8300357427267880124</id><published>2007-06-11T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:53.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rm33IkQRdSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RFBGk9qjuW8/s1600-h/IMG_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rm33IkQRdSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RFBGk9qjuW8/s320/IMG_0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074984081659360546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday was my Blanche's birthday (yes...there are still people out there named Blanche!). I was able to get all my brothers and most of their families to come over for a little surprise birthday party. Mike flew down from Portland and one of my aunts flew in from San Fransisco. Final family count: 1 sister, 5 kids, 8 grand kids, 2 great grand kids and that's only counting the ones that could make it. My mom was totally surprised and I know it meant the world to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rm33I0QRdUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vb3g6zmBKUs/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rm33I0QRdUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vb3g6zmBKUs/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074984085954327874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what you get when you combine one adorable great niece with one evil great uncle... I'm not sure her mom was too happy, but the rest of us loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to write about on the training front. Rob is going to PT Monday &amp; Friday mornings, Wednesday's I meet with my women's group so that leaves Tues., Thurs. Both days were o.k.... 30 min cardio + 40 min weights. I'm just used to getting to the gym everyday, so I'm feeling like quite the slacker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll hit it again and make it count. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8300357427267880124?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8300357427267880124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8300357427267880124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8300357427267880124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8300357427267880124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rm33IkQRdSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RFBGk9qjuW8/s72-c/IMG_0361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1826849234198834478</id><published>2007-06-10T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T14:34:27.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's not so weird..</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://running-for-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teacher Woman&lt;/a&gt; so here goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Six weird things about me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't like sweets...&lt;strong&gt;at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I take very long HOT showers. Seems the minute I get under the water I can't warm up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a thing about having nice feet. Don't always have to be polished, just clean and no calluses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm obsessive about shutting cupboards. Drives me nuts when they're left open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am robotic about getting to sleep by 10....almost anal. I &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; need my sleep! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've colored my hair in almost every shade of blonde, brunette &amp; red. Currently it's highlighted &amp; dark blonde. My natural color is dark reddish blonde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too exciting but that's what I've got!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1826849234198834478?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1826849234198834478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1826849234198834478' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1826849234198834478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1826849234198834478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/06/thats-not-so-weird.html' title='That&apos;s not so weird..'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1904412835925904004</id><published>2007-06-03T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:54.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my pleasure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RmNTjo14TzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ht4rcgWMhT8/s1600-h/Namaste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RmNTjo14TzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ht4rcgWMhT8/s200/Namaste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071989477073243954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes tough to stay centered in what's really important while 'life' keeps trying to interrupt me. I don't want to define my self by this 'life'; work, laundry, yard work....&lt;strong&gt;stuff&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't worked out in over 2 weeks. Are my clothes fitting tighter or it just me? What have I been doing with my time? Being a mom. I have just a very little time to continue with this job, and it's been my pleasure. I have been so blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob is home and 'healthier' than he's ever been. He's more mature, understanding and seems to 'get' things now. Just a few rough months on your own can change a person. Since his surgery, we've had to call 911 for a trip to the E.R. (damn allergies....wish we could figure out the source), and he's been in quite a bit of pain. P.T going well, but almost as painful as the surgery. We seemed to have turned a corner so hoping everyday gets a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's doing well. After we've discussed the connection between spending money and his employment, he's taken up looking for a summer job. Funny how that money thing can be a motivator! Again I'm blessed, he's such a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about those in the world who have far less than myself. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RmNSIo14TyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4cvDYvazJxg/s1600-h/old+namaste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RmNSIo14TyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4cvDYvazJxg/s200/old+namaste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071987913705148194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're not worried about missing a workout, housework or most of the menial things that can occupy my mind. They are drenched in namaste and gratitude. That is where I want to be. The wave of joy that covers their face shouts out 'your worries are few'. How silly of me! So I'll go on my way. I'll continue to honor this body with healthy thoughts and actions. Do away with the negative...dwell in sincere gratitude &amp; namaste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1904412835925904004?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1904412835925904004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1904412835925904004' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1904412835925904004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1904412835925904004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/06/spreadin-out.html' title='It&apos;s my pleasure!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RmNTjo14TzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ht4rcgWMhT8/s72-c/Namaste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8632121209794588049</id><published>2007-05-29T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:07:05.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan B</title><content type='html'>What's Plan B?? I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checking in to read my favorite blogs. Been busy taking care of Rob after a few rough post surgery days. It's finally starting to get better but I'm not in a place that I can work out right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good..(&amp; there's always tomorrow!).  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8632121209794588049?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8632121209794588049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8632121209794588049' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8632121209794588049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8632121209794588049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/plan-b.html' title='Plan B'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-5583247272131921832</id><published>2007-05-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:35:00.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please remember them.</title><content type='html'>This was posted by a fellow blogger. I was so moved I had to post it here to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-5583247272131921832?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/5583247272131921832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=5583247272131921832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5583247272131921832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/5583247272131921832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/please-remember-them.html' title='Please remember them.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4133253042711182</id><published>2007-05-23T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:55.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's keep it movin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RlT16o14TuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pLmHvVxu4xQ/s1600-h/knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RlT16o14TuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pLmHvVxu4xQ/s400/knee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067945868443274978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Rob had his knee surgery. Going in, the Doc says it will take about 2 hours to fix the ACL, front tibial and the inside meniscus. Turns out (3 1/2 hours later) that the both the inside and out meniscus were torn. Lovely... He came home with quite a bit of leg/knee "hardware" and won't be doing much moving around for about a week. He's in a lot of pain &amp; that kills me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cruise was a nice get away. When I wasn't required to be out with our guests, I was in my room reading and relaxing. The weather was pretty crummy the entire weekend...cold, cloudy and trying hard not to rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light on the workouts...they go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: 55 min elliptical zone 1 &amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;40 min weights, lower body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 60 min elliptical zone 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: 40 min elliptical zone 1 &amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;40 min weights, upper body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll get to the gym, into work for a couple of hours, then come back home to stay with Rob. The 2-3 days after surgery is usually the most painful and I'm hoping it's not too bad for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel a little silly blogging my workouts, especially when compared to all of you! I'm not training for an event. I have no specific goals except to stay strong, get leaner and retain that thread of sanity I'd like to think I still hang on to. Am I dancing aimlessly with no direction, or dancing joyfully &amp; content? I'm not always sure, but I figure either way.....I'm dancing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4133253042711182?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4133253042711182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4133253042711182' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4133253042711182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4133253042711182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-keep-it-movin.html' title='Let&apos;s keep it movin..'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RlT16o14TuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pLmHvVxu4xQ/s72-c/knee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-3533307620003975210</id><published>2007-05-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:55.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ain't over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkvJGY14TtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ugP-7lBM4FA/s1600-h/doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkvJGY14TtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ugP-7lBM4FA/s400/doll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065363317493092050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really starting to notice a difference in how I feel. Much more rested and less stressed. It was starting to feel hopeless....like I had no choice but to surrender to this constant state of fatigue as my &lt;em&gt;norm&lt;/em&gt;. I really miss the coffee, but I think that was making a pretty big contribution to my woes. I'm really liking my workouts to. I have a sense of purpose without a feeling of overkill. Not much difference in my body fat composition, but with age I think we (women) tend to 're-distribute' and need to focus on &lt;em&gt;managing&lt;/em&gt; what we've got. Health, balance &amp; passion. These fuel me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 55 min T1 elliptical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 45 min T1/T2 intervals on elliptical + 40 min upper body weights &amp; abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: day off (meet with my women's small group..gotta fuel that soul to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump ahead - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 50 min T1 elliptical + 40 minutes lower body weights &amp; abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 55 min T1T2 intervals on elliptical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning after my workout I'll head down to San Pedro to board the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.royalcaribbean.com/findacruise/ships/class/ship/home.do;jsessionid=0000bSiLn5XUQjsAHwIGObhHVz2:10ktdmlju?br=R&amp;shipClassCode=SS&amp;shipCode=MN"&gt;Royal Caribbean Monarch of the Seas&lt;/a&gt; for a 3 day jaunt down to Mexico for work. Today I found out there are very few 'planned events' for our guests, which means &lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt; less 'schmoozing' time required from me. YeeeHaaaa!!!!!! All the better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to slow down and even tougher when we're used to a certain level of activity. 'Rest to gain' is a tough concept for me. I'm not quite feeling 100%, but certainly much better. It ain't over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-3533307620003975210?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3533307620003975210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=3533307620003975210' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3533307620003975210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3533307620003975210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-aint-over.html' title='It ain&apos;t over!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkvJGY14TtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ugP-7lBM4FA/s72-c/doll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4949066227449501530</id><published>2007-05-12T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:55.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know who you are.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkZ01b5fW0I/AAAAAAAAANw/golIqjLmcEg/s1600-h/mom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkZ01b5fW0I/AAAAAAAAANw/golIqjLmcEg/s400/mom.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063863292395477826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all the women out there that 'make it happen'! Family, jobs and our homes. That's a lot of love to spread around and it ain't easy. I have incredible respect for all you do, &amp; thanks.... I'm in good company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the weeks workouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 45 min on eliptical, intervals Z1 &amp; Z2. 40 min weights, lower body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:   1 hour on eliptical, zone 1, nice and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: 25 mile ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling more rested these days. I'm pretty sure the amount of coffe I was drinking(&lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt;), as well as hammering through every spin class was just digging my hole deeper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to all the mom's with us here and those who are waiting for us in heaven! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4949066227449501530?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4949066227449501530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4949066227449501530' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4949066227449501530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4949066227449501530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-know-who-you-are.html' title='You know who you are.....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkZ01b5fW0I/AAAAAAAAANw/golIqjLmcEg/s72-c/mom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-296717852218944604</id><published>2007-05-08T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:55.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fog is lifting......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkEjDr5fWzI/AAAAAAAAANo/DeRDR3rMEPo/s1600-h/fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkEjDr5fWzI/AAAAAAAAANo/DeRDR3rMEPo/s400/fog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062366002371582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's seems like forever since I've felt good and finally the fog seems to be lifting. Lot's happening which has forced me to slow down a bit in other areas...Chuck turned 17 last Friday, hoping to get Rob's knee surgery scheduled this week, completed my V02 testing which was nice. I love looking at the numbers and getting a plan. Pretty cool set up. A training plan is programmed with my personal data along with how often/long I plan to do cardio, then it's printed out on cards (business card size) that are dated with that days workout on them. Take the card with me, work out, toss it. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I rode with my friend Brian. We took the local bike path down to Laguna Beach, got a cup of coffee and headed back. The weather was beautiful &amp; the company was motivating. I see more riding in my future. Thanks Brian, you're the best! Lifting 3 days a week and cardio 5 days at a much lower HR is seeming to agree with me more. As much as I love spin, I was going all out each class and I'm sure that was contributing to my fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a bit of travel (work &amp; fun) coming up so I'm focusing on my needs, relaxing and making the most of it. Funny how we can neglect our own needs, huh? I know I do. I've got to change that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourselves &amp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-296717852218944604?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/296717852218944604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=296717852218944604' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/296717852218944604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/296717852218944604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/fog-is-lifting.html' title='The fog is lifting......'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RkEjDr5fWzI/AAAAAAAAANo/DeRDR3rMEPo/s72-c/fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-6826452343137700954</id><published>2007-05-03T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:56.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more...no less</title><content type='html'>The weekend is near and looking forward to chillin. I've been hitting the gym everyday, and the new training routines the trainer has provided are going very well. I'm still incredibly fatigued and can't seem to get enough sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older son Rob called me while I was in Boston to tell me he fell skateboarding. Nothing broken, but in pain and needed to get to urgent care. We managed that over the phone then said I'd take him into the Dr. when I got home just to make sure all was o.k. Long story short.... the kid has what the doc called the 'tragic trio'! He tore his ACL, Meniscus and Tibial and needs surgery. We're talking 1-2 months off work (thank goodness he'll be able to start school the end of May) 6-8 months physical therapy and 7-9 months before he can surf, snowboard, etc. That was last Thurs. The doc gave him a new anti inflammatory which caused an allergic reaction and Sat., (his 19th birthday) we spent in the E.R. Prednisone I.V. and six hours later sent home. He wasn't happy....Now to get the surgery scheduled and move on. Good news is he registered for college and starts the end of this month and everything on the home front is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chuck turns 17 tomorrow. He got a job offer for a summer lifeguard but then discovered the hours would be slim so he's considering his other 'career' options. Hmmm....Target, Ace Hardware, Office Depot, busboy...the possibilities are endless. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the 3 of us a couple of years ago and it's one of my favorite pictures. Granted...Both of them have grown a good foot and now they shave...but this brings back beautiful memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rjp3wb5fWuI/AAAAAAAAANA/o_K9otmMvxY/s1600-h/deb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rjp3wb5fWuI/AAAAAAAAANA/o_K9otmMvxY/s320/deb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060488805310487266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rjp49b5fWvI/AAAAAAAAANI/HYUh0CJVRK0/s1600-h/Cruise_to_Mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rjp49b5fWvI/AAAAAAAAANI/HYUh0CJVRK0/s320/Cruise_to_Mexico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060490128160414450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now the exciting news..... I won a 4 day cruise to Mexico at work! It's a dealer incentive trip and we had an internal contest for 'hosts'. Although it's considered work and I'll be entertaining, it'll be very nice to get a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I think of how I'd like my life to change, how much is or isn't on my plate or what I can do to feel better, I remember that I &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;exactly&lt;/strong&gt; what I need. No more, no less. That'll do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-6826452343137700954?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6826452343137700954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=6826452343137700954' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6826452343137700954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6826452343137700954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-always-have-exactly-what-we-need.html' title='No more...no less'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rjp3wb5fWuI/AAAAAAAAANA/o_K9otmMvxY/s72-c/deb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1623599496171077433</id><published>2007-04-25T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:56.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not feelin it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RjAMnr5fWtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ugkt8tQHNZo/s1600-h/exhausted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RjAMnr5fWtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ugkt8tQHNZo/s320/exhausted.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057556257475353298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...that's right. I'm just not feelin it. The last few months have been draining and I can't seem to get it together physically. I'm constantly exhausted and feel like the moment I get something off my plate....3 more things jump on. I've never felt so UN-motivated in my life. Not good.....I love the sense of focus, of feeling like the things I do have a purpose and will help me reach my goals. How do I get it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob is back home and I'm glad. He's a different kid...humbled and thankful. He'll be 19 this Saturday and Chuck turns 17 the following week. In a few months the '1 year countdown' until I move to Oregon begins. Make sure the boys are set (both want to be on their own), sell my house, pursue a transfer with my company and somewhere in there get married. Maybe I could be a little overwhelmed now that 'the countdown' will begin. I will not continue with the Natureopathy Dr or the Acupuncturist....insurance will not cover either and I'm not willing to continue to drop that kind of money. I read everything under sun on adrenal fatigue and nutrition, but don't seem to be enjoying any relief. Keep eating clean, exercising and rest is about the best I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is not happening... I'm not springing out of bed in the morning anymore either. This stinks. Tomorrow I'll hit the weights and keep doing my thing. Until it gets better...I'll keep reading and live vicariously through you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1623599496171077433?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1623599496171077433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1623599496171077433' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1623599496171077433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1623599496171077433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-feelin-it.html' title='I&apos;m not feelin it....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RjAMnr5fWtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ugkt8tQHNZo/s72-c/exhausted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-126389217416970171</id><published>2007-04-23T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:56.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ri1bF0N5uUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/K-SZRD4oaDw/s1600-h/sleepless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ri1bF0N5uUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/K-SZRD4oaDw/s320/sleepless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056798112081361218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day back after a week off. Am I the only one out there that believes any &lt;strong&gt;healthy&lt;/strong&gt; vacation should be a 10-14 days??? I know sometimes you can't make it happen, but boy....that's when you really know you've had some time off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sleeping well and that's irritating. Boston time change, then I found myself sleeping in on the weekends. I'm sure I needed it but come this morning, that 5:15 alarm was brutal. I Met with the trainer Sal last Thurs. This guy is great. He gave me 3 workouts, each workout using a slightly different technique to keep the muscles guessing. I like that....write it down and I'll make it happen. He's meeting with me again on Thurs to test my heart rate and figure out a better cardio plan. He's thinking I may have been over training with spin 5-6 days a week and reduced weights. Maybe...we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the gym again on Saturday then did errands. Sunday was a wonderfully lazy day of window shopping and reading at home in the peace and quiet. This morning I did 45 minutes on the elliptical (to late for spin) then off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping tonight I hit the pillow hard and get some sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-126389217416970171?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/126389217416970171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=126389217416970171' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/126389217416970171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/126389217416970171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless Nights....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Ri1bF0N5uUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/K-SZRD4oaDw/s72-c/sleepless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8910027289926980356</id><published>2007-04-19T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:01:43.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Deal!</title><content type='html'>Boston...gotta love that city! Monday morning brought some screaming weather. Mike insisted I stay at the hotel, but after tracking his time on-line and seeing that it was calming down, I decided to get to the finish line. Regardless of the weather, there's no way I &lt;strong&gt;wouldn't&lt;/strong&gt; be there. The timing was perfect. I show up and 10 minutes later he crosses the line. 3:28:26! Great job considering the elements &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; running injured with foot issues. You can check out his &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com/"&gt;race report&lt;/a&gt; here. I also took some pretty good pic's, which I then proceeded to erase while goofing with my camera in the hotel room Tuesday night! ARGGGGGGG!!!! Mike says to leave the technical stuff to him! :(   OOOOOPS!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the hotel, cleaned up and headed out to the North End. Dinner @ &lt;a href="http://ciboboston.com/"&gt;Cibo&lt;/a&gt;, then coffee @ &lt;a href="http://www.vittoriacaffe.com/main.htm"&gt;Cafe Vittoria&lt;/a&gt;. I LOVE to cook (and eat!) and I couldn't have a better partner. Mike is always looking for innovative restaurants he thinks I'll like. Feeding (sometimes literally) each other's passions.... does it get any better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat's off to those volunteers! Talk about stepping up. They were there long before anyone racing and dealing with some very nasty conditions. All for what? To be a part of the 111th Boston Marathon? Sure, but I think there's a lot of satisfaction in making a contribution...supporting others (especially those you don't even know!)in their goals of being their best. Even if it is just for that day. Pay it forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more days off then back to the grind. I've got a big list of chores so I'd better get hoppin! Have a great weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8910027289926980356?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8910027289926980356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8910027289926980356' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8910027289926980356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8910027289926980356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/done-deal.html' title='Done Deal!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1760935806255351519</id><published>2007-04-16T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T03:31:09.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is CRAZY people!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's 3AM at home, 6AM in Boston and Mike left the hotel room an hour ago. The 3 hour time difference makes it all the more brutal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we met up @ Logan and caught the shuttle to our hotel. Although it was a long day, we decided to hit the North End to get a bite to eat. We were amazed at how hoppin the streets were, but then again it was Saturday night &amp; the first nice weather the New England area had seen in a few days. We hit our favorite place, Cibo. The reviews are all over the place (looks like they have a 'challenged' wait staff, but our yearly visits produce nothing but an excellent meal and a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we headed to the expo. I think the previous years were a little more organized (mainly more room to move!) but it's still hands down the best race expo I've been to. Now the weather was pretty stormy, so lots of folks were taking advantage of being inside. We played phone tag with &lt;a href="http://ldregely.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papa Louie&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't seem to hook up. After the expo Mike and I headed over to Newbury St and grabbed lunch. Good, but &lt;strong&gt;definitely&lt;/strong&gt; not the North End. The weather really started getting rough so we hopped on the T and headed back to the hotel. We ordered food from the hotel restaurant, read, watched T.V and relaxed. Then.....it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wake call rang loud and clear, the 'back up alarm' clock sounded and it's showtime. Wait....is that pounding rain I hear? No....maybe it's the 20-50 mph winds gusting that they've predicted .It's &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt;! It is CRAZY people. Mike is hammering me. "Stay in the room....&lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; come out. I've never been to a race where I wasn't there at the finish waiting for him so I'm not liking this. I'd usually fight him and show up anyway, but as I'm typing away here, that wind is getting really bad and just about the only thing on the news is the weather. Yesterday I heard a pilot say they'd cancelled almost 500 flights out of NYC and 200 out of Boston! It's supposed to be better tomorrow and by Wed., all should be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everyone crazy enough to get out there today best of luck.....they're gonna need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1760935806255351519?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1760935806255351519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1760935806255351519' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1760935806255351519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1760935806255351519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-crazy-people.html' title='This is CRAZY people!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1037372760788783732</id><published>2007-04-12T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:35:56.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beantown...we're coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.celebrateboston.com/gallery/beantown.htm"&gt;Boston&lt;/a&gt; baby! We leave Saturday morning. Mike from Portland and me from LAX...the beauty of the long distant relationship. We get to Beantown within an hour or so of each other, check into our hotel and grab a bite. Sunday we go to the expo (which is always good) and visit a few of our favorite haunts in the North End, like &lt;a href="http://www.vittoriacaffe.com/"&gt;Caffe Vittoria&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mikespastry.com/"&gt;Mike's Pastry Shop&lt;/a&gt;. We discovered a great (they're ALL great!) little Italian place that we couldn't get enough of. The problem was.... they opened and closed when they felt like it. Ahhhhh.... America! I've said it before, but Italians have a saying... Americans are rich, but they are rich in life. Amen brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between all this we'll hook up with fellow blogger &lt;a href="http://ldregely.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papa Louie&lt;/a&gt; and his wife. I believe this is his first Boston so I'm really excited for him. Isn't it crazy how we can all connect through this little 'Internet' thing?! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the race, I explore the city and make sure I'm there for Mike's finish, then we make our way back to the hotel and relax. Two more days to hang out and Wednesday we fly out. It's always a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the remainder of next week off just to relax (besides...I'm on the brink of &lt;strong&gt;losing&lt;/strong&gt; vacation time if I don't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal training session went well. Very educated trainer (which is rare) and did the old body fat testing with the state of the art &lt;a href="http://www.qnx.com/company/customer_stories/ss_1073_9.html"&gt;InBody Body Composition&lt;/a&gt;. Had a little wake up call. It measured strength as well and my legs are weaker than any other part of my body. Interesting...that's were I seem to be 'challenged'. I see him again tomorrow and next week he's testing me my VO2 max and HR for free...what a deal! It's been a few years since I've had that done so looking forward to see what that will tell me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best for health, love and happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1037372760788783732?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1037372760788783732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1037372760788783732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1037372760788783732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1037372760788783732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/beantownwere-coming.html' title='Beantown...we&apos;re coming!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1161104661862609300</id><published>2007-04-08T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T09:04:55.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the little things...</title><content type='html'>Isn't technology great? My gym has new computers for the spin bikes. Now I can see my cadence, HR, time and distance. It's a beautiful thing to actually know how far I've gone and not just time and HR! I have one on my road bike (which is mounted on a trainer), but haven't taken her out for a spin in some time. We have beautiful weather most of the time, but early mornings at the gym work best for me and weekends are filled with chores and errands. I can hear you gasping...but it works for me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have an appointment with a trainer. I got 2 sessions when I joined the gym and never scheduled them. I'm interested to see what they tell me. I'm looking for 2 different 'total body' weight training routines and I'll keep spin, yoga and Pilate's going the rest of the week. I am pretty disciplined but have had a hell of a time leaning out. This adrenal fatigue issue is contributing, but I'm sure I can still chip away at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Boston next Saturday. &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; is running the marathon and I explore the city. We get back Wed., and I took the entire week off. It'll be nice to have a few 'play days' after I get home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older son Rob is doing well. He has a roommate, enrolled in the Junior College and working. He calls quite a bit and the conversation ends with an "I love you" from him more and more. Chuck has his drivers permit and is on the road! He's a sweet kid. I can't believe they'll be 19 &amp; 17 the end of this month. Mike is well and training like a banshee. I am a lucky woman all around! Happy Easter and have a great week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1161104661862609300?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1161104661862609300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1161104661862609300' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1161104661862609300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1161104661862609300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the little things...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4059790365139205574</id><published>2007-04-03T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:43:15.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts</title><content type='html'>In all affairs it's a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertrand Russell (1872 - 1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't many women in my profession so the few of us around are tight. One of these women called me today to tell me her 4 year old son was diagnosed with T1 diabetes. She was crying...which made me start to cry. She knew my late husband (who died after a very long painful struggle as a brittle T1 diabetic. We talked about all the positive things I could think of....he could be tested for a pump, he's young and has great eating habits and will be more apt to learn habits that will keep his blood sugar at healthy levels. He's got a lot going in his favor. She calmed down and admitted it was overwhelming right now (she is due with their second baby in 2 weeks!). She called me knowing I could somewhat relate to her situation but even as I hung up, I thought of how this will change their lives. This insane gift of health we have (at any level) is our daily winning lottery ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every post I read inspires me to become better. Better at taking care of this temple, showering those I love (and don't!) with forgiveness and grace. Better at &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; taking any of it for granted. Thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been winding down a bit &amp; teeter between really liking it, and the frustration of not doing more. I wonder if I'll ever really feel a strong sense of balance. Maybe the journey should be enough, uh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Spin 1 hour/ avg HR 138&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Weights 1 hour w/ 20 min treadmill warm up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: OFF&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Spin 55 min /avg HR 140/13.8 miles (new spin bike computers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Weights 1 hour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blessing of excellent health be yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4059790365139205574?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4059790365139205574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4059790365139205574' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4059790365139205574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4059790365139205574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/04/gifts.html' title='Gifts'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8652620190231737757</id><published>2007-03-28T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:56.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little of this....a little of that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rgsw7djqATI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3tA2fa9orNU/s1600-h/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rgsw7djqATI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3tA2fa9orNU/s200/relax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047181605503369522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back into a routine and it feels nice. Placing more importance on doing what I can when I can, and not being so obsessed with it all. I am feeling more relaxed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Spin 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;avg HR 135&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: weights/abs full body&lt;br /&gt;15 min treadmill and 1 hour weights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Off&lt;br /&gt;Meet my Women's small group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Spin 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: weights/abs full body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been unable to make a yoga class this past week &amp; a half, and really want to schedule the time for that as well. It feels great, but like everything else I need to make the time. The earliest AM class is just a little to late for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be some welcome movement in my office which would change my territory. Although I really like all my dealers, it would be nice not to make the trip into L.A. every week...that traffic is wearing me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking more &amp; more off my plate each day and shedding the weight of everything unimportant, takes effort in itself. Baby steps... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8652620190231737757?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8652620190231737757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8652620190231737757' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8652620190231737757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8652620190231737757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/little-of-thisa-little-of-that.html' title='A little of this....a little of that'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rgsw7djqATI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3tA2fa9orNU/s72-c/relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8418889518189933636</id><published>2007-03-25T04:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:57.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare yourself.</title><content type='html'>Well, for some bizarre reason I cannot sleep. Been waking up every hour on the hour and it was driving me nuts so to hell with it... get up (3AM!), sign on the computer and the next thing you know I'm posting. Then...I start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgZi7W9Pd_I/AAAAAAAAALs/33Wz5ISYSVw/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgZi7W9Pd_I/AAAAAAAAALs/33Wz5ISYSVw/s200/road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045829204429469682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prepare your mind to receive the best that life has to offer." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ernest Holmes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our passions. We face life's races in our own arena's. We are busy, tired and sometimes trying to juggle it all just to dig our spiritual forks in and take a bite. Reaching deep and inch a little closer to whatever our goals are. &lt;strong&gt;I love it!&lt;/strong&gt; To be so passionate that our goals stare us square in the eyes (but don't stare us down). When it's all comsuming we forget how to prepare. We forget to train properly, forget form, even our safety. I believe we are all here to receive the best life has to offer. It's what whispers in our ear to register for that next race or take on something new. See what can be done. To acknowledge what it will take to get there and to understand we are capable. Health, happiness &amp; peace. May all life's best be yours. Prepare for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8418889518189933636?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8418889518189933636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8418889518189933636' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8418889518189933636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8418889518189933636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/prepare-yourself.html' title='Prepare yourself.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgZi7W9Pd_I/AAAAAAAAALs/33Wz5ISYSVw/s72-c/road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-7434130494420625029</id><published>2007-03-20T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:57.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know...it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>I needed a break. &lt;strong&gt;Badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My test results came back and you know what they said?...YOU'RE TIRED. No fooling?! I'm in 3rd stage adrenal fatigue, which I'm told usually takes years of high stress/emotional situations for your body to get to. O.K., that applies here. My thyroid seems to have taken a little vacation as well. Blah blah blah...Continue with diet, supplements and cut back a little on exercise for now. Add more yoga, make some lifestyle changes and &lt;em&gt;relax &lt;/em&gt;. I think I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgCkkG9Pd0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GnlToTn_slQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgCkkG9Pd0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GnlToTn_slQ/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044212522904680258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday I got on a plane to Portland to see my man. I thought I'd have a few days to cook and spoil him a little bit (which I love to do...but don't tell him that, he might get used to it!). He wanted nothing to do with it. Nope. He planned a little road trip to Seattle! To properly kick off our road trip, we decided to check out the highly rated &lt;a href="http://kensartisan.com/pizza.html"&gt;Ken's Artisan Pizza&lt;/a&gt;. YUM is RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgEsFG9Pd1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/2G4EE_WdAMc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgEsFG9Pd1I/AAAAAAAAAKc/2G4EE_WdAMc/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044361523910113106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to Seattle Friday morning, tooled around the city and ate far to much (our usual M.O.). We got a great Hotel in the Queen Anne part of town, visited the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Needle"&gt;Space Needle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/frameset.asp?flash=true"&gt;Pike Place Market&lt;/a&gt; and in between, hit a Tri shop. It's fun to watch Mike checking out all the 'toys'. Great vice to have, huh? Seattle (like Portland) has so many great neighborhoods I could spend days checking them all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home Saturday night and was lucky enough to celebrate ST Paddy's Day with &lt;a href="http://trirunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt; and his wife Karen. What a great time! We hit &lt;a href="http://www.mcmenamins.com/index.php?loc=48"&gt;Rock Creek Tavern&lt;/a&gt; for a few beers, burgers and my new favorite...CAJUN TOTS! Don't ask, its better if you don't know, you could get hooked! &lt;br /&gt;Mike and I spent the rest of our time hanging out in Portland. Mike found a cool new wine bar &lt;a href="http://www.vinoparadiso.com/"&gt;Vino Paradiso&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgCjPm9PdzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gNR8lPsZow0/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgCjPm9PdzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gNR8lPsZow0/s320/collage4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044211071205734194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food and wine was incredible. We eat alot, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon came around far to quickly. It was such a great trip, even the flight home was quick and smooth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relaxing thing is kind of fun...you should try it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-7434130494420625029?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7434130494420625029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=7434130494420625029' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7434130494420625029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7434130494420625029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-knowits-been-while.html' title='I know...it&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RgCkkG9Pd0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GnlToTn_slQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-3481372311740072119</id><published>2007-03-09T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:57.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up Doc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RfIrm-lQCTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bR7GFXq-Wro/s1600-h/bugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RfIrm-lQCTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bR7GFXq-Wro/s320/bugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040138881615268146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K. I've been sticking to my Naturopathy Dr.s advice on the supplements and diet and am still very exhausted. I didn't expect any overnight miracle, but man I miss that cup of coffee. It's been &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; clean eating for me, herbal tea and much more rest than I'm used to getting. I was hoping for a little extra kick out of all this. Do I sound like an A-type personality to you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to yoga class last Sun, Mon and Tues eves and really enjoyed it. I thought it might be hard to 'settle down' for and hour and a half, but the time really flew. I want to check out as many teachers as possible to see who I like. My back and core feel much better.... limber &amp; strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up yesterday with a little tickle in my throat turning into a fire last night. I got to the walk in clinic @ 8:59(1 minute before they closed!). I wanted to make sure I didn't have strep. All's clear and I've got the flu. The gave me Tamiflu (anti viral) which is supposed to cut the sick time in half. Feeling better today but not 100%. I see the Dr. Mon eve and get test results. This exhaustion stuff has got to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the 'boo whoo's' I can come up with I've got it pretty darn good. The grace and gifts I've been blessed with amaze me. My glass is &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt;half full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-3481372311740072119?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3481372311740072119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=3481372311740072119' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3481372311740072119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3481372311740072119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-up-doc.html' title='What&apos;s up Doc?'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RfIrm-lQCTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bR7GFXq-Wro/s72-c/bugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-6999593320518338171</id><published>2007-03-04T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:58.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission accomplished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rettz2phRwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Om9aFgM285A/s1600-h/pilates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rettz2phRwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Om9aFgM285A/s320/pilates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038241345754449666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week I joined Triad Yoga for a 2 month special they were running. Thought that would be a perfect amount of time to 'test drive' the different classes and see what I thought. This morning I headed over for the 1 hour Matt Pilate's class and all is good. At first, I thought I might not get the workout I was looking for, but about 1/2 way through I was starting to 'glow'. I was able to follow the teacher and control all the movements which made me feel good. I left feeling strong and limber. I'll start back to spin tomorrow then check out a couple of yoga classes during the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel a little more relaxed but still haven't left for the vacation I desperately need. I've got to just up and &amp; go...it's the only way it'll happen. My next appointment with my Dr. isn't for another 1 1/2 weeks and I'm thinking I'll move it up since she should have test results back by now. Impatience.... it always gets me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have wonderful weeks and get YOUR missions accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-6999593320518338171?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6999593320518338171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=6999593320518338171' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6999593320518338171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6999593320518338171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission accomplished.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rettz2phRwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Om9aFgM285A/s72-c/pilates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-7714453538015660954</id><published>2007-03-01T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:58.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this what it's like??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Red96_5ojdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cLXw-eakgKE/s1600-h/hammock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Red96_5ojdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cLXw-eakgKE/s400/hammock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037133160776240594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't done a thing in the way of exercise since last Thursday. If I wasn't in so much pain it would have drove me nuts, then I felt better and it did..... now I'm kind of easing into a more relaxed approach. There are so many hours in the day, and God knows I certainly don't want more! I'm really focusing on slowing down...not being so busy. I seem to clutter my life with things and activities I claim are important (or at least the outcome produced) but I wasn't getting the results wanted &amp; never consistently felt good. I think this rest time was needed. I'll start back next week, but not with a vengeance.....I just don't need to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's the other woman....the one that's getting the attention I want &amp; need. &lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm jealous. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReeAwf5ojeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BLK0m_vvPQI/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReeAwf5ojeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BLK0m_vvPQI/s400/bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037136278922497506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's brand new and she belongs to Mike...all of her. Sure, she may be sleek, light as a feather and beautiful as hell....but at the end of the day can she have an intelligent conversation with him? Share a cup of coffee at Barnes &amp; Noble? Make him laugh? (Damn...maybe so...this is starting to hurt!) Well, I'm not worried. Her tires will go flat, her paint will chip and someday, yes someday....she'll be replaced. I'm here for good. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-7714453538015660954?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7714453538015660954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=7714453538015660954' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7714453538015660954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7714453538015660954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-this-what-its-like.html' title='Is this what it&apos;s like??'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Red96_5ojdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cLXw-eakgKE/s72-c/hammock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-348898245043057628</id><published>2007-02-26T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:58.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReOW5f5ojbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-ADtXmMpzto/s1600-h/back1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReOW5f5ojbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-ADtXmMpzto/s400/back1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036034722890288562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This back thing is getting old real quick. I went to work today until noon...just couldn't take the pain and sitting was killing me. I won't be working out this week, so I thought I should take this opportunity to relax, take a break and devise a new plan. Once I feel confident all is o.k. to get back to business, I'll start again with spin class (easy though) and I'll be joining &lt;a href="http://www.triadyogaca.com"&gt;Triad Yoga&lt;/a&gt;. It's close to home, plenty of classes and should do just fine. My gym offers yoga classes, but they all seem to be in the middle of the day. One of my benefits at work is a yearly Wellness Wallet. This is basically $125 we can spend anyway we want towards our well being. Classes, memberships, equipment. Very cool! That should buy me a few &lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/863_1.cfm"&gt;One-Legged King Pigeon Poses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is peachy. My older son Rob checks in, and hangs up with an "I love you mom". That's worth a million! Chuck is studying for that elusive Drivers Permit Test. &lt;strong&gt;Pllleeeeeease&lt;/strong&gt; send some passing test score vibes his way! Mike is great (but too far away) and work is really good. I am blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little shout out to ask for support. For no one in particular...just anyone you choose. Support those who aren't as fortunate; with your time, financially, or your thoughts and prayers. Somebody, at sometime has done it for you in your life.....pass it on! Giving is the icing on the cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-348898245043057628?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/348898245043057628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=348898245043057628' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/348898245043057628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/348898245043057628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/plan.html' title='The Plan....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReOW5f5ojbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-ADtXmMpzto/s72-c/back1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-3155319515876502611</id><published>2007-02-24T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:59.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinking into it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReB5TaKNoqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3EjtBYfPHv0/s1600-h/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReB5TaKNoqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3EjtBYfPHv0/s400/relax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035157757746848418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, apparently I've pinched my sciatic nerve, causing the muscles in my lower back to fire up and and put my pelvic/hip area all out of wack. &lt;strong&gt;Lovely&lt;/strong&gt;.... This has been one of the most painful things I've ever experienced. I found myself doing Lamaze breathing just trying to get out of bed! Last night I had a one hour massage and an 'attempt' to adjust it, but it'll just take time. Today I look much less like an 'S' when I'm standing and feeling better. I think of my late husband, and how we take for granted the pain free existence we enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also visited my Natureopathy Dr. and got the skinny there. She recommended some supplements and ordered blood and saliva tests. I'll have a better idea of the big picture when that comes back. She gave me a comprehensive eating plan that will 'rest my pancreas'. Pretty interesting and I'm reading as much as possible about it. Funny how we sometimes think this is all new or 'out there' stuff, but many cultures, (especially Asian) have been all over it for thousands of years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't landed on the vacation plan but feel much better now that I've decided to get one in now. I've got some traveling coming up which is always fun, but not &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; considered 'vacation'. Maybe I'll look into a 'yoga vacation'... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbling off to lunch with some friends then home to relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-3155319515876502611?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3155319515876502611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=3155319515876502611' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3155319515876502611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3155319515876502611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/sinking-into-it.html' title='Sinking into it....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/ReB5TaKNoqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3EjtBYfPHv0/s72-c/relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-2183894367957612967</id><published>2007-02-22T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:59.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Om..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rd266aKNopI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MGMZvaH17n0/s1600-h/broken1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rd266aKNopI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MGMZvaH17n0/s400/broken1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034385471087420050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. She's not broken, but resting in her thoughts...connecting to what she knows will bring her balance. Of course I'm relating this to myself, and I am out of balance. I've been exhausted for some time....I mean &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; exhausted. Can't put my finger on it. I found a Naturopathy Dr. and saw her last Monday. She spent 1 1/2 hours talking to me about where I'm at in life: diet, exercise, work, relationships, home. I strongly believe the approach of treating the whole body...finding and treating the source of imbalances, not treating the symptoms. She suspects I have adrenal fatigue, but will do some testing and treat me from there. I see her again tomorrow when she'll schedule tests and make her recommendations. The one thing she told me to stop was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;coffee! This is day 3 and it's been painful. Other than that little news, this was such a positive experience and I'm hoping I can turn things around with diet and supplements. I firmly believe in the body's ability to heal naturally and I'm eager to hear what she says and move forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a vacation. I just need to decide on something and make it happen. I'm thinking warm weather, a pool and lots of R&amp;R. Ever feel like that?? Yep....I need to do this... make some 'deposits' to this well-being of mine, versus what has seemed like an endless string of 'withdrawals'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working out as usual, but this morning as I lift the first weight ...*$&amp;#, my back!?! I'm ticked. A friend gave me some Advil and now I'm sitting here blogging, heating pad on my back waiting for my Chiropractor to call me back. I must have just lifted wrong. It's pretty painful so I'm thinking I'll drive to her office and wait for her to show up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful thing about maintaining balance is you have all the tools to make it happen and you are in control. It is completely available all the time. As long as we remember to feed our personal passions in a healthy way, and make more 'deposits' than 'withdrawals', it's all good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-2183894367957612967?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2183894367957612967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=2183894367957612967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2183894367957612967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2183894367957612967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/om.html' title='Om..........'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rd266aKNopI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MGMZvaH17n0/s72-c/broken1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-8149148267536123518</id><published>2007-02-16T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:59.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working like a dog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RdZ7TqKNomI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VHcbnCQpVIQ/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RdZ7TqKNomI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VHcbnCQpVIQ/s320/dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032345211297964642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how I feel lately. All week I've been hammered. Get up, work out. Come home, pass out. Before anyone says "take time off from working out", let me make it clear...that is the thing that saves me! Monday we had a photo shoot at work for some print adds and marketing material. Yes.... I had to smile for the camera. Tues. and Wed were blurs. Yesterday I was in L.A. and wasn't able to leave until 3. BIG mistake. It took me a record time of 3 hours 40 min to get home (about 52 miles). Today was hellish and I am ready for a long weekend. Tomorrow I'll workout, meet my women's small group for breakfast &amp; get the taxes done. Pretty exciting, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin 1 hour/ 147 avg HR&lt;br /&gt;stretch 20 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: &lt;br /&gt;Weights- upper body&lt;br /&gt;stretch &amp; core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: &lt;br /&gt;Spin 40 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs:&lt;br /&gt;Spin 58 min/ avg HR 142&lt;br /&gt;weights-lower body&lt;br /&gt;stretch &amp; core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri:&lt;br /&gt;Spin 59 min/avg HR 147&lt;br /&gt;stretch &amp; core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-8149148267536123518?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/8149148267536123518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=8149148267536123518' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8149148267536123518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/8149148267536123518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/working-like-dog.html' title='Working like a dog....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RdZ7TqKNomI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VHcbnCQpVIQ/s72-c/dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1918986288747989678</id><published>2007-02-10T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:59.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do your homework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rc6QhKKNogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uSMpnkn7fwE/s1600-h/homework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rc6QhKKNogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uSMpnkn7fwE/s320/homework.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030116733156696578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty uneventful. A little lonely since Mike left, work is busy, and the world keeps spinning. I did take Friday off to handle some errands, most importantly taking Chuck to DMV for his drivers permit test. He failed...I was angry. Not so much that he didn't pass, but &lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; he didn't pass. &lt;strong&gt;You've got to study!&lt;/strong&gt; He kept telling me how all of his friends said it was 'common sense' (so much for his) and he assured me he studied his handbook every night. I offered to help him several times but he was sure he had it down. After looking at the test it was pretty obvious he didn't. I made an appointment to go back in one week and this time I'll be quizzing him several times before we go. After that, we spent some 'quality time' together finishing up the errands. Next time will be the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workouts have been going great. I'm really focused on my New Years Resolution to relax a little more. If I miss a day, no worries. The next time I work even harder. I've been doing &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; homework and mixing up my weight training. Every time is a little different...just enough to feel it, and still provide my A type personality with the 'repetitive fix' I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;br /&gt;Spin - 1:04, 147 Avg HR, 56 min in Zone 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Weights - 45 min upper body &lt;br /&gt;Core &amp; stretching - 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin - 1:00, 143 Ave HR, 50 min in Zone 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Weights - 1 hour lower body&lt;br /&gt;Core and stretching - 30 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Spin - 1:10, 140 Avg HR, 55 min zone 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: &lt;br /&gt;Spin - 20 min&lt;br /&gt;Weights - 1 hour upper body &lt;br /&gt;Core and stretching - 40 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to cozy up with a little vino and a new book &lt;em&gt;My Life in France by Julia Child &lt;/em&gt;(a Christmas present from Mike). Enjoy the rest of your weekends (there's no homework!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1918986288747989678?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1918986288747989678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1918986288747989678' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1918986288747989678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1918986288747989678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-your-homework.html' title='Do your homework!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/Rc6QhKKNogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uSMpnkn7fwE/s72-c/homework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-2030280110934925471</id><published>2007-02-05T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:02:22.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing......</title><content type='html'>Poor Mike. His flight was delayed 1 hour, then 2 hours, then back to 1 hour again.  That's just the kind of little stuff that get's you crazy before a race. He landed in Orange County on Friday night and left Sunday afternoon after running &lt;a href="http://www.psmarathon.com/site3.aspx"&gt;The Pacific Shoreline Marathon&lt;/a&gt; with a PR time of 3:07 ....he's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we went to breakfast in Laguna Beach, then to Huntington Beach to pick up his race packet, grab lunch then settle in for a relaxing night before the race. Sunday I had no problem shooting out of bed at 4:40, while Mike was holding the alarm clock in his hands saying "I've got 4 more minutes". It was a pretty nippy (for us So Ca folks) 48 degrees as we drove to the beach. Mike got to the start line and the rest is history. I waited at mile 7 to do a 'bottle exchange' and take pics, but since he was running in a pack a picture was not going to happen. I had breakfast with his sister (her man ran it as well) then we both walked to our cars to move them closer to the finish. I walked to the finish line just as the voice came over the speaker saying "Another stellar Masters performance...welcome home Mike"! We found each other, waited for results then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 hours he showered, iced up and was back on a plane to Portland. I'm so proud of him. The dicipline and passion he puts into his training is what gets him where he is. No magic formula, no special edge...&lt;strong&gt;just a lot of hard work&lt;/strong&gt;. He inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-2030280110934925471?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/2030280110934925471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=2030280110934925471' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2030280110934925471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/2030280110934925471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/amazing.html' title='Amazing......'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-3353857522567682017</id><published>2007-01-31T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:58:20.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INXS</title><content type='html'>Took a quick trip to Las Vegas Monday and Tuesday for work. It was the West Coast launch for the new &lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/vehicles/minisite/tundraexperience/index.html?directlink=360#"&gt;Tundra&lt;/a&gt;. If you've read my previous posts, you'll know I'm not big on Vegas, but it was only overnight and we stayed at the &lt;a href="http://www.fourseasons.com/lasvegas/photo_gallery.html"&gt;The Four Seasons&lt;/a&gt;, so that was some compensation. The 4th picture is exactly the same as my room, with the same view of the strip. The meeting was over and I high tailed it to my room, took a long bath and got into bed with a book. Ahhhhhh.....heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went the &lt;a href="http://www.lvms.com/"&gt;Las Vegas Speedway&lt;/a&gt; and test drove the truck. It is huge. The most impressive thing is the towing capacity and braking. Comes in handy when you're struggling to see over the dash. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel had subtle signs everywhere, which read "This town won't provide serenity, come here to find it". It got me thinking about serenity, the amount of excess and how much we live 'INXS'. THAT is the one constant in Vegas....excess. Driving home tonight I pass a large mall by my home...complete with an mini outdoor ice skating rink and rides. For crying out loud...this is a mall!?! We have gone overboard on everything. For so many, to live in excess means to live the good life. I'll take a good book and company of the ones I love, or an opportunity to celebrate my health with a good workout, thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin: Speed intervals (8 reps hard), total bike time 1:13&lt;br /&gt;Core/Stretching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: NA (hotel gym opened at 6am...1st meeting 7:30) decided to skip it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin 20 min. Just not feeling it so took a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the excess in my life often. Yes.... I have much in my life. How much of it is too much? Do I REALLY need everything I have? I long to live simply...that is where I find the most joy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-3353857522567682017?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/3353857522567682017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=3353857522567682017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3353857522567682017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/3353857522567682017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/inxs.html' title='INXS'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-1507598961378783176</id><published>2007-01-27T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:00:59.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RbuAHZS7j0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wgukf3TXmzU/s1600-h/bed+head1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RbuAHZS7j0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wgukf3TXmzU/s320/bed+head1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024750673799647042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy reminded me of my Godson, and how absolutely precious this moment is. When you hear them rustling, go into the room and there they are in all their glory waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; to sleep, and getting to sleep is something I've never had to struggle with. I can lay my head on the pillow and I'm out! I'm down for the count about 9:30/10:00 and up at 4:40. I get a lot of razzing  from my friends because of my early bedtime, and they prefer to call me 'grandma'. Regardless of how many times I remind them I'm getting in 6 1/2 - 7 hours, they can't get beyond the 9:30/10:00 bedtime. They don't choose to get up that early and exercise is not a priority. They don't understand why it's hard for me (even occassionally) to stay up until the wee hours and just sleep in the next day. Sure, I can stay up until that unheard of 'midnight hour', but you can not 'make up' sleep, and honestly it makes me feel out of wack and a little sick. Yes...it is a little nuts to get up that early, but it's important enough that I make it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Core/stability/stretching - 45 min&lt;br /&gt;Upper body/light weights/3x20 reps each exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;br /&gt;Spin: 8 speed intervals/ 45 min total time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: &lt;br /&gt;Core/stability/stretching - 45 min&lt;br /&gt;Lower body/light weights/3x20 reps each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin: no intense intervals after yesterday's weights. Total time 1:03.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the day can bring my way, I never want to &lt;strong&gt;count&lt;/strong&gt; on the fact that I'll have the energy to exercise after a long work day. I like my sleep!  There.... I've said it, so please....don't be a hater (maybe it's a slight touch of jealousy) and for cryin out loud...&lt;strong&gt;Shhhhhhh&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm trying to sleep!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-1507598961378783176?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/1507598961378783176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=1507598961378783176' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1507598961378783176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/1507598961378783176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-my-sleep.html' title='I love my sleep!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RbuAHZS7j0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wgukf3TXmzU/s72-c/bed+head1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4889045795199605513</id><published>2007-01-22T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:54:44.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit down and put your feet up...</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days...you know the kind of day I'm talking about. It was one of those "How can it be Monday already?" days. The alarm was set at the usual 'crack of dawn' time (and &lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;, I did go work out), but I just couldn't bring myself to don a suit and face the day. Yes... a day off will work out nicely. &lt;br /&gt;I spent 4 hours working from home. I'm out in the field most of the time, so the little time I am in the office is precious. It's amazing how much I got done this morning without a dozen people talking around (and to) me. Ahhhhhhhhh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: &lt;br /&gt;spin - 8 speed intervals, total bike time 30 min&lt;br /&gt;Core/stretching workout - 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;spin - 8 speed intervals, total bike time 45 min&lt;br /&gt;Core/stretching - 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;rest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin - 7 speed intervals, total bike time 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty beat lately. Not from working out (&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; is what actually saves me), but just from life. Ever get to this place? My older son has turned a corner. Still very little communication, but he now has a roommate and plans to go to the Jr. College next year. That is a huge relief for this heart of mine. Chuck is doing great. Mike is awesome but much too far away. Sometimes it's harder than others. He'll be down to run the &lt;a href="http://www.psmarathon.com/site3.aspx"&gt;Pacific Shoreline Marathon&lt;/a&gt; the first weekend in Feb. He's going for a P.R. &amp; I'm excited for him. He's been training with &lt;a href="http://trirunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt;. I know he likes the company and I'm sure that with Steven...no Nancy-boys allowed!! He'll have a great race, but flying back to Portland on Sunday after the race is to soon for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of a vacation...a change of scenery. The kind of vacation where you just kick around...plan some things, wing it the rest of the time. The kind with lot's of wine, cheese and relaxation. I need to re-think my 2007 resolutions. There needs to be a vacation in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psmarathon.com/site3.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4889045795199605513?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4889045795199605513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4889045795199605513' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4889045795199605513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4889045795199605513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/sit-down-and-put-your-feet-up.html' title='Sit down and put your feet up...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-7809668852215858893</id><published>2007-01-18T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:50:15.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go again...</title><content type='html'>If you don't know by now....I have training A.D.D. I actually think it's a very good thing. It shows I'm exercising the female side of me by changing my mind when I want (and often!), it keeps my body guessing and does not allow it to adapt to any one thing I do. I like to think it keeps me 'sharp'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current choice of pain is speed intervals on the bike and lots of core &amp; stretching. Stuff I do quite a lot of, but with no real rhyme or reason. I've been following an interval program (for the bike) of 30 seconds at a full sprint, with 1 1/2 minutes recovery. I thought that might be a tad bit long for the recovery but I was wrong. Those 30 seconds at an all out effort are really tough. After 8 sets, I move on to core &amp; stretching. This is what I enjoy the most. I follow the workouts in the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Core-Performance-Revolutionary-Workout-Transform/dp/157954908X"&gt;Core Performance&lt;/a&gt;. I think this is one of the best books out there on overall strength &amp; conditioning. I find myself gravitating to it every few months to work the training back into my routine. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.coreperformance.com/"&gt;Core Performance&lt;/a&gt; web site as well. Lots of helpful stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;br /&gt;Spin- speed intervals (8 sets). Max HR 162, recovery HR 131.&lt;br /&gt;continued with spin class for total 1 hour on bike&lt;br /&gt;Week 1/ Core Performance Workout. Core/stretching- 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin- speed intervals (8 sets). 31 min total&lt;br /&gt;Week 1/ Core Performance Workout. Core/stretching- 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin- speed intervals (8 sets). 20 min total&lt;br /&gt;Week 1/ Core Performance Workout. Core/stretching- 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Spin- speed intervals (8 sets). 32 min total&lt;br /&gt;Week 1/ Core Performance Workout. Core/stretching- 45 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I go again. Checking out just how much this body of mine can do. Amazed and grateful to be blessed with good health, and all the things in my life that allow me to continue doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; good health! And to all the people who love and support &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, allowing &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; to continue living your passions. Yes....we are lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-7809668852215858893?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/7809668852215858893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=7809668852215858893' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7809668852215858893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/7809668852215858893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here I go again...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-758400924632705228</id><published>2007-01-14T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:09:56.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' back on track.</title><content type='html'>One of my New Years Resolutions was &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to stress about how much I do (or do not) get done. Well...I'm putting it into action. This last week was busy with the three day trip &amp; being out of the office. Combine that with tomorrow off for MLK Day and I'm sure I've got a lovely collection of un-read e-mails waiting for me. No problem....get in and just start reading. You know the drill, after you delete all the garbage, start at the top and work your way down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip had it's hic ups.Although our rooms were very nice, the casino was terrible. Lot's of folks getting their gambling 'fix', which in turn means &lt;strong&gt;lots&lt;/strong&gt; of smokers. The spa was beautiful, but since they'd only been open about 6 months, they didn't have the 'business' end of it down quite yet. Remember folks....I'm really working here. The appointments were screwed up, the food didn't arrive on time. They served a warm bottle of champagne!?! This is at a winery to! Oh well, everyone enjoyed their massages and on we went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we met up with the golfers at the casino to start the wine tasting. A luxury limo bus picked us up and drove us to 3 wineries, finishing with dinner at the last one. That was the highlight of the trip. We ate in the barrel room, which was filled with hundreds of candles between the wine barrels and it was stunning. The food was incredible...enough to make me forget the earlier mishaps. These things can be a pain in the rear, but I do realize how fortunate I am in this job. I work for a great company that appreciates my efforts. As for my training....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;br /&gt;spin/57 min/142 HR/ 44 min zone 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs &amp; Friday:&lt;br /&gt;zilch... evening vino &amp; early am workouts &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;spin/ 23 min/141 HR/ 18 min zone 2/ 8-30 second speed intervals with 1:30 recovery between. warm up &amp; cool down. &lt;br /&gt;1 hour lower body weight training &amp; stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: &lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh...the day of rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on new training plans. I want to map a plan out that includes 2-3 days of concentrated stretching, 2-3 days of weights, 2-3 days of speed intervals on the spin bike, and 3-4 days of 1 hour spin. Hmmmmmmmm. I better get on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-758400924632705228?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/758400924632705228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=758400924632705228' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/758400924632705228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/758400924632705228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/gettin-back-on-track.html' title='Gettin&apos; back on track.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-6168483534787446455</id><published>2007-01-09T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:01:00.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a dirty job.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRE6_fgXfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mMubvVwuUvM/s1600-h/Winery3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRE6_fgXfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mMubvVwuUvM/s200/Winery3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018211665064254962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm off to Temecula to host an incentive trip for our Dealers. It'll be filled with golf, spa, wine tasting and  dinner @ the barrel room one of the wineries. I'll be hosting everyone going to the spa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRH5vfgXjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VPLkHUZ9tLc/s1600-h/Winery+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRH5vfgXjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VPLkHUZ9tLc/s200/Winery+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018214942124301874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we'll all go wine tasing &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRGO_fgXhI/AAAAAAAAACs/FS9SGiQsoUI/s1600-h/South+Coast+Winery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRGO_fgXhI/AAAAAAAAACs/FS9SGiQsoUI/s200/South+Coast+Winery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018213108173266450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and finish off with dinner. Friday will be a day to get up late and take my time getting home. We're staying at Pechanga, an Indian Casino &amp; 'Resort' (all of this near San Diego).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRHYPfgXiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mJC4GzWAVZQ/s1600-h/pechanga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRHYPfgXiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mJC4GzWAVZQ/s200/pechanga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018214366598684194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gambling isn't my thing, so I could do without the casino part of it. The spa, wine tasting &amp; dinner will be fun. The hotel has a fairly nice gym so I can ditch out and get my workouts in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;spin/ 40 min (legs feeling a little tired)/ avg HR 142&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;spin/1:05/ avg HR 141/ weights for 40 min/ 20 minutes stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck is off to Lake Tahoe snowboarding with the High School group from church &amp; back on Monday. He'll have a blast. Enjoy the rest of your weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-6168483534787446455?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6168483534787446455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=6168483534787446455' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6168483534787446455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/6168483534787446455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-dirty-job.html' title='It&apos;s a dirty job.....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RaRE6_fgXfI/AAAAAAAAACc/mMubvVwuUvM/s72-c/Winery3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-4604164846605032337</id><published>2007-01-07T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:49:53.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were asking?</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://keksbflthing.blogspot.com"&gt;Kek&lt;/a&gt; who'd like to know a little more about me so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-Available or Single?&lt;/strong&gt; Not a chance...engaged to a wonderful man. Aren't I lucky??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-Best Friend?&lt;/strong&gt; As cliche as it sounds, my fiance &lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt;. We've known each other for 15 years and he's seen me through the most challenging times of my life. I trust him completely, he's my protector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C-Cake or Pie?&lt;/strong&gt; O.K., neither....I'm a freak and have never like sweets of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-Drink of choice?&lt;/strong&gt; Wine, make it red! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E- Essential Item?&lt;/strong&gt; Bible/journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F-Favorite color?&lt;/strong&gt; Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G-Gummi Bears or worms?&lt;/strong&gt; Neither, see above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H-Hometown?&lt;/strong&gt; Garden Grove, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-Indulgence?&lt;/strong&gt; bi-weekly massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J-January or February?&lt;/strong&gt; January...start fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K-Kids &amp; names?&lt;/strong&gt; Rob &amp; Chuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-Life is incomplete withour?&lt;/strong&gt; Family &amp; faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M-Marriage Date?&lt;/strong&gt; About 18 months. I'm staying so Chuck can finish high school here, then I'll be moving to Oregon to be with Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N-Number of siblings?&lt;/strong&gt; 5 (all brothers!) 3 older and 2 younger. No ballet for me...it was all self defense in my house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O-Oranges or Apples?&lt;/strong&gt; Apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P-Phobias/Fears?&lt;/strong&gt; My children will always be healthy/safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q-Favorite Quote?&lt;/strong&gt; "Be kind to all who enter these doors, for some have entertained angels without knowing it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R-Reason to smile?&lt;/strong&gt; My blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S-Season?&lt;/strong&gt; Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Tag three people&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://runwithneese.blogspot.com"&gt;Run with Neese&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://golorago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lora Runs&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.oregonadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oregon Adventures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U-Unknown fact about me&lt;/strong&gt; Years ago I did hair and worked at Warner Bros. on movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V-Veggie I hate&lt;/strong&gt;Brussel Sprouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W-Worst Habit?&lt;/strong&gt; Bull headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X-X-rays you've had?&lt;/strong&gt;nothing exciting..regular stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y-Your favorite food?&lt;/strong&gt;Sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z-Zodiac?&lt;/strong&gt;Cancer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://miningiron.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-4604164846605032337?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4604164846605032337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=4604164846605032337' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4604164846605032337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/4604164846605032337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-were-asking.html' title='You were asking?'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-343760102485945326</id><published>2007-01-05T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:01:00.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scratching the surface.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RZ8P5YvOwvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GIjnbJ1KP28/s1600-h/into+the+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016745988481532658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RZ8P5YvOwvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GIjnbJ1KP28/s320/into+the+light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the New Year and all the possibilities is thrilling. I love that 'fresh start' feeling...that 'what can I do this year' feeling...and the 'I've only scratched the surface' feeling. We are capable of so much, and yet even the smallest accomplishments should be celebrated. When we don't, it just isn't fun anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new year I will slow down. I won't obsess over what or how much I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; accomplish. I'll simplify. I'll be more content with my outcomes and make changes when things don't seem to be working. A life of gratitude...yeah, that's it in nutshell. I love the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1, 2007!&lt;br /&gt;spin: 49 min/ avg HR 136&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;spin: 1:03/142 avg HR &lt;br /&gt;abs/stretching 30 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;spin: 53 min/143 avg HR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;spin: 60 min/HR monitor didn't record... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;spin: 1:11/135 avg HR&lt;br /&gt;abs/stretching 30 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'll get back to lifting weights 2 days a week. Just felt the need to burn some energy (and tension) on the bike this week, and it felt great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your resolutions or goals may be, make them &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;strong&gt;celebrate&lt;/strong&gt; them and &lt;strong&gt;keep going.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sure you've only scratched the surface! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-343760102485945326?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/343760102485945326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=343760102485945326' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/343760102485945326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/343760102485945326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/scratching-surface.html' title='Scratching the surface.....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sOVqva-Ubr4/RZ8P5YvOwvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GIjnbJ1KP28/s72-c/into+the+light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116761850678109311</id><published>2006-12-31T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T19:03:41.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowin' Down..</title><content type='html'>This last week was awesome. Mike flew down on the 22nd and left this morning. It was great to spend the week together with friends and family for the holiday. We took my mom Blanch, her beau Ray and Hatsu (Mike's mom) to breakfast on Christmas Eve. What a group! It was the first time I met my mom's beau and he seems like a great guy. Very good to her and they enjoy each other's company so all the more to her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/859670/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/200/433136/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the girls...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/967887/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/200/253867/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Mike with Hatsu and another of her and I....not often I can take a picture with someone the same height as me! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/164151/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/200/451452/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/778467/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/200/466336/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Chuck had to be ridiculously goofy in the few pic's I got, (strange for a 16 year old, huh?), so his are on hold.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best to everyone in the new year. This is where we realize our true gifts. The gift of challenging ourselves with new goals, improve our health, build better &amp; stronger relationships,and helping others along the way in accomplishing whatever it is that's important to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116761850678109311?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116761850678109311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116761850678109311' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116761850678109311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116761850678109311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/slowin-down.html' title='Slowin&apos; Down..'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116683681412874304</id><published>2006-12-22T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:45:23.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT'S  what it's all about..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/523650/IMG_0963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/320/921884/IMG_0963.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike's flight should land in about 2 hours. He took the train into Portland Airport and tells me a story about a woman he met there. She was older, and left her purse on the train. The airport wouldn't let her on her flight without I.D. She couldn't get money from her bank....no I.D. she wanted to take a bus back home but no money. Mike tried to buy her bus ticket but she was too embarrassed or proud or just felt awkward, and before he could buy it, she left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, he was 'living' Christmas. Don't you love that? He volunteers at the food bank, he sees someone in need and steps up. I have known my man for about 15 years (so he reminds me ;)..) and I love the person he's become. He's always been painfully compassionate, caring, in tune. The older we get the more comfortable we are in our skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not talked to my older son in quite some time. I think 'what could I have done better...differently'. And although my younger son is doing great, there is a hole in my heart. Time and faith are what I lean on. I am so thankful and blessed with a great partner. I want everything I do and say to reflect it. I need to 'live' Christmas more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to all of you this holiday season and warmest wishes to fulfill all your goals in 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Living' Christmas...it's a beautiful thing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116683681412874304?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116683681412874304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116683681412874304' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116683681412874304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116683681412874304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-what-its-all-about.html' title='THAT&apos;S  what it&apos;s all about..'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116658648604838965</id><published>2006-12-19T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T19:49:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To your health!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/1600/57668/sweetpea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3623/2571/320/416638/sweetpea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy is it nice to get back to the gym. Last 2 mornings I was able to get in an hour of spin followed by weights /core/stretching. I love that feeling of getting a good workout in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my mouth was really so minor in the big scheme of things, it set me back. One week of no working out was driving me nuts. It reminded me of how fortunate I am to have my health...to have a healthy partner and kids, and when the ones we love can no longer claim their health, they are taken home where sickness or pain does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate everyday that you &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; lace up, or get on that bike or jump in the pool. And the next time you have a chance to raise your glass, make a toast.... To your health! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116658648604838965?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116658648604838965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116658648604838965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116658648604838965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116658648604838965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-your-health.html' title='To your health!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116628365902283815</id><published>2006-12-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:40:59.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One long week...</title><content type='html'>Not much to report on the training end of my world. My mouth was pretty sore so I took Monday &amp; Tuesday off. At work on Wednesday we had our annual holiday luncheon for all of our dealers (Toyota &amp; Lexus). Although I tried (really!), I spoke far too much and went home with a wicked headache and sore mouth. Thursday was much better and yesterday I felt great. This weekend will keep me busy with holiday parties, both work and personal. One last night, one this morning, tomorrow afternoon and then another in the evening. Next week a few more than, ahhhhhhhhh.....done. Mike's coming in Friday for a relaxing week together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biopsy on my mouth takes 1-2 weeks, but saw the doc on Thurs. and she said although what they removed didn't look 'normal', it certainly didn't look like cancer. Thank God! She thinks it was possibly bone and little teeth...why they decided to grow now and so quickly who knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logged all my workouts for next week....time to get back in the swing of things. I hope everyone is slowing down, enjoying your family and loved ones, centering on a life of peace and gratitude! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116628365902283815?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116628365902283815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116628365902283815' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116628365902283815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116628365902283815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-long-week.html' title='One long week...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116579073784844279</id><published>2006-12-10T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T14:45:37.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid Gold</title><content type='html'>Well, the 'little procedure' is over. A friend from work took me and waited at the oral surgeon, then got me home. What a sweetheart. Friday was a blur, painful and swollen. Today is another story. Most of the swelling gone and just a killer headache remains. I think it's mostly the appliance I'm wearing (covering the quarter size hole in the back of my mouth) that's giving me the blues. Soft diet and this appliance for 2 weeks....everything liquid is gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike calls to check on me, checking the possibilities of a fight (&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; would tell him I'm feeling better!)  I'm not quite up to it but I'm building my reserves, so when the feelin hits me, watch out!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is giving me time to rest, finish my shopping (online), catch up on blogs, plan future workouts, read..read...read....be grateful. In the big (or small) picture, this was an inconvenience. I'm sure the biopsy will check out O.K., &lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt; I've got fightin to do! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116579073784844279?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116579073784844279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116579073784844279' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116579073784844279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116579073784844279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/liquid-gold.html' title='Liquid Gold'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116554141995104238</id><published>2006-12-07T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T17:30:20.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM NOT a baby!</title><content type='html'>First off, let me say thanks for your kind words regarding my little procedure tomorrow. I'm sure I sound like a baby, but really.... I'm not! I'm hoping it's over and I'll be saying "That was it?". I'm usually not this skitsoo about myself, but I think being a single parent brings a whole other set of concerns into the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the training front, it's been going well....really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: weights/upper body &amp; 1 hour spin &lt;br /&gt;Wed:  Day off to meet with my Women's Small Group&lt;br /&gt;Today: weights/lower body &amp; 1 hour spin&lt;br /&gt;Manana: weights/upper body and lots of stretching &amp; core work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful Friday &amp; a great weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116554141995104238?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116554141995104238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116554141995104238' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116554141995104238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116554141995104238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-not-baby.html' title='I AM NOT a baby!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116529320158975361</id><published>2006-12-04T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:52:33.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Nothing......</title><content type='html'>It's nothing... I hope. No, I'm sure...or I'd like to think I am. Being a caregiver to my late husband for most of our 15 year marriage presented me with a strong daily dose of reality. It can be very tough on everyone involved. I've always frowned upon those who might have what I considered a minor health challenge and did nothing but complain, or seemed to relish in the situation. Much needed attention maybe? Never understood it. Well, let me say I am &lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt; better at the caregiver part of life than the girl on the other end. This oral surgery on Fri. should be very minor, but I worry still. What if this thing is more than just a lump? What about the boys...Mike. Silly, I know, but I still worry...just a little. But then I think, if all I have to worry about is some discomfort and a lisp, I've got it made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've got training A.D.D. again. I've started lifting everyday, alternating upper and lower body workouts. Haven't done any weight workouts in a while and after what seemed like a good lower body workout last Thurs., I could barely walk! What happened?? I decided I'd better keep up with it and get up earlier (4:30 will do it) so I can weight train then spin afterwards. Weight training is so important, especially as we get older. Still spinnin like a banshee &amp; loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great week &amp; kudos’ to all of you out there training in those harsh winter conditions! Be safe and make it fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116529320158975361?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116529320158975361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116529320158975361' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116529320158975361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116529320158975361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-nothing.html' title='It&apos;s Nothing......'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116467438292001758</id><published>2006-11-27T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:41:23.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not an accident...</title><content type='html'>Was browsing through blogs and came upon this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quality is never an accident. It is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction &amp; skillful execution. It represents the wise choice of many alternatives." - Willa A. Foster &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think far more of us validate this statement than not. Our contributions, the quality of our actions. In our relationships, our training, with our family &amp; kids or ourselves. The things that really matter. This high level of quality is not always earth shattering, time consuming or deep thinking, but is real and extends itself into the day to day stuff. Opening a door for someone even though the guy in front of you didn't bother, returning the grocery cart, saying thank you, being kind someone....anyone, training because you won't get better any other way. We've all been blessed on the receiving end. The more I receive, the more I give....and on it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116467438292001758?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116467438292001758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116467438292001758' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116467438292001758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116467438292001758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-not-accident.html' title='It&apos;s not an accident...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116458674749217832</id><published>2006-11-26T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:19:07.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was fun while it lasted</title><content type='html'>Mike left for Portland this afternoon...5 days went by far to fast. I wasn't feeling 100% and he was sweet to take care of me. Ate dinner with the family, caught a couple of movies, he was able to meet his buddies for beers and even get a couple of runs in. Damn....I hate that leaving part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll take a couple of days off from working out. Oral surgery 12/8, which is making me feel a little nervous. Not helping when the Dr. says I should expect it to be painful....damn. Just give me the prescription and let me find out on my own. Maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a beautiful, restful, safe holiday weekend &amp; have a great week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116458674749217832?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116458674749217832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116458674749217832' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116458674749217832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116458674749217832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-was-fun-while-it-lasted.html' title='It was fun while it lasted'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116395266817674479</id><published>2006-11-19T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:11:08.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That was close.....</title><content type='html'>I had had to reschedule Friday's oral surgery for Dec. 8th. My lovely appliance wasn't going to be ready in time so I have a couple more weeks to chew my food like a big girl. I am a little nervous though, hoping everything will check out o.k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spinning like a banchee, at least 4 days a week. Feels great. 1 1/2 hours weight training and core work yesterday. I have a hard time balancing it out unless I journal it...weird huh? Looks like I need to return to my routine of sitting in bed Sunday night and scheduling my workouts. I haven't been weight training much at all and need to fit that in 2 days a week. Not a problem...just need to make it happen. That 'hint' of soreness today really feels good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stove has been broken and the insurance company is going to declare it totaled! I didn't now they did that, but I'll take it! I bought it new when I re-modeled my kitchen and this is the 4th (!) time it's shut down on me. They're sending me a pretty nice little check and I've already picked a new baby out! For me, appliance store = kid in a candy store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel (Mike) is flying in Tuesday eve.... I can't wait. Sunday will come far to fast and he'll be headed back home. The cost of a long distance relationship for now....but I am thankful. I heard someone say that our lives change when we stop saying thank you. Life becomes full of expectations instead of gifts. It struck me very true. Pay it forward. It fuels us. With all that we have (and &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt;) be aware, be thankful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116395266817674479?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116395266817674479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116395266817674479' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116395266817674479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116395266817674479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/that-was-close.html' title='That was close.....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116346766751478059</id><published>2006-11-13T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:27:47.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always pizza....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I forget everyone doesn't love to cook as much as I do....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I get home from work a little early and try to get my 16 year old Chuck to cook with me. No go… other things to do. I tell him "Maybe it would be kind of cool to take a cooking class and I bet there are lots of nice cute girls". He responds, "Why take a cooking class, I already know how to use the micro wave". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind....  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour spin this morning. No run tonight, my neck is better but still stiff. I bought some BioFreeze on Pol's and Carrie's advice and hoping that helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116346766751478059?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116346766751478059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116346766751478059' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116346766751478059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116346766751478059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/theres-always-pizza.html' title='There&apos;s always pizza....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116335117332830151</id><published>2006-11-12T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:06:13.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the neck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What the heck!!&lt;/strong&gt; Lately I feel like I'm falling apart. Oral surgery coming up and yesterday I woke up with a wicked pulled muscle in my neck. I did have a massage last Wednesday and was worked pretty hard, but don't think it would take 3 days to feel like this. You know the one....where to look the other way, you've got to move your entire body. I was awake half the night,and yes.... T.V. &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; get worse than what it is, you just have to turn it on @ 2:30 AM. I'm hoping Tiger Balm and relaxing gets it under control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to blog about. I love the mini bricks of my morning spin and evening runs. That feeling of really working hard in spin is such a rush. The run is much slower and a nice way to think over the day. Training has always been my outlet. Time to give thanks, relieve stress, let go of the negative and re-charge. Isn't it wild (no matter what our level) that our bodies can give us all that, at such a small cost? What a deal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116335117332830151?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116335117332830151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116335117332830151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116335117332830151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116335117332830151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/pain-in-neck.html' title='Pain in the neck!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116312827322591708</id><published>2006-11-09T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:41:16.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a beautiful thing!</title><content type='html'>First of all, thanks for all the suggestions for journaling! &lt;strong&gt;Very&lt;/strong&gt; helpful.&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's mind boggling but here's the low down on my recent training:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday AM: 1 hour spin class&lt;br /&gt;       PM: 4 mile run/11:48 pace... smokin!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues   AM: 1 hour weight training &amp; core work&lt;br /&gt;       PM: 3.59 mile run/11.22 pace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs  AM: 1 hour spin class&lt;br /&gt;       PM: 4.10 mile run/ 11.19 pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked busy week. Took Wednesday off to take care of my 'honey-do' list and started off with a teeth cleaning. Well...they found a bump on the roof of my mouth that wasn't there six months ago. Weird.... It doesn't hurt and I've really thought nothing of it. The doc takes x-rays, says he sees nothing but wants an opinion of an oral surgeon. No sooner do I sit in her chair that she says, "hmmmmmm" this looks strange". Well....long story short, I'm having oral surgery next Fri. to carve out what is hopefully extra bone growth and biopsy it. Oh ya...it'll leave a whole in the roof of my mouth that should take 2 weeks to heal. In the meantime I'll have to wear a retainer like appliance to protect it. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HECK!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt; All I wanted was my teeth cleaned! I'm sure it will all be o.k., it's just a pain...you know? Health. We are blessed, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, I've recently been sought after for a position in our corp. office and posted for the job today, so let the games begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has had a great week and enjoy the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116312827322591708?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116312827322591708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116312827322591708' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116312827322591708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116312827322591708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-beautiful-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful thing!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116266629191309798</id><published>2006-11-04T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:51:31.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Information....</title><content type='html'>Here's the skinny....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thursday AM:   1 hour spin/avg hr 146&lt;br /&gt;         PM:   Run/4 miles/37 min./avg hr 139&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday   AM:   1 hour spin class/avg hr 142&lt;br /&gt;               30 min core work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:   AM:   Run/ 5.5 miles/56 min./ avg hr 143&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I log everything (my A type personality shining through)...mostly manually in a training journal, on the back of my business cards, napkins...etc. Too much information and not at all organized.  Would any of you share with me what on-line system you've found helpful in logging your runs. One that does the math on mileage, avg pace, etc. No wonder I have a tough time seeing progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116266629191309798?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116266629191309798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116266629191309798' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116266629191309798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116266629191309798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-much-information.html' title='Too Much Information....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116243268165274300</id><published>2006-11-01T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:58:02.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding solid ground</title><content type='html'>To exercise...what an awesome privilege. It's easy to see it that way when you've experienced first hand those who do not have it. When we're stressed, tired, need time alone, seeking balance or in need of a 'knee to knee, eye to eye' conversation with our maker, we are privileged to find solid ground in our health and training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday AM: 1 hour spin/avg HR 139&lt;br /&gt;Monday PM: 4 mile run/ 9.25 pace/ avg HR 140&lt;br /&gt;1 dozen red roses delivered to work from my man &amp; 1 BIG glass of Cab. I tell you, outside of actually being with him....it &lt;strong&gt;does not&lt;/strong&gt; get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues AM: 1 hour weight training. Focusing on lighter weights and lots of reps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday AM: My women's small group bible study. &lt;br /&gt;These women are awesome. Salt of the earth, 'we're all here just figuring this life thing out' kind of gals. They renew my membership in the human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no stranger to challenge, but I am lucky. I never fall too hard...never had to look too far. &lt;br /&gt;Solid ground, it's all around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116243268165274300?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116243268165274300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116243268165274300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116243268165274300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116243268165274300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/finding-solid-ground.html' title='Finding solid ground'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116217052560001174</id><published>2006-10-29T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:08:45.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diggin Deep</title><content type='html'>Last Thurs. I had a little procedure done at the docs that required me to take a few days off. No worries... but isn't it wild how sometimes the only way we slow down is when we're forced to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running club had it's 3rd annual October Fest party last night. Judy was supposed to join me but bailed at the last minute. I decided to go anyway and had a great time. Lots of fast experienced runners and fun to find out what works for them. We all brought appetizers &amp; a six pack of beer..sausages were on the BBQ. It was a beautiful 72 degree eve and perfect star filled sky. Nice to make some new friends to. Tomorrow I'm back to it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I find myself having to dig deep lately. Feel like I'm going implode...you know, cave. My older son Rob has moved out. NOT GOOD. He's a senior in high school and 18. My rules are not his rules so we parted ways. No communication. Scares the hell out of me. Funny how many people begin to surface with either their own stories or stories of their kids. I just don't get it. Chuck...he's a gentle soul. Sweet, considerate and just trying to figure this whole 'growing up' thing out. I worry for both of them. That they are protected, or at least don't put themselves into any situations that will have a serious negative impact on their lives. I never imagined it would be like this. I find myself slipping into that familiar mode of survival...pray, run, spin, pray, workout like a mad woman. That is what's always kept me going. It's time to dig deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116217052560001174?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116217052560001174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116217052560001174' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116217052560001174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116217052560001174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/diggin-deep.html' title='Diggin Deep'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116191181915993811</id><published>2006-10-26T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T11:03:39.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change it up.</title><content type='html'>What else would I do, right? I have training A.D.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got on the bike 15 minutes earlier to warm up and get a little 'extree' in before class started. 15 minutes into the class it started (I know...I'm a dork)...I'm Too Sexy for My Shirt. Man...it must be 'old age' but I have no patience. I decide enough &amp; it's o.k. becausethe instructors always say, "it's YOUR class" ;). I quietly got off the bike (I was next to the door) with a good 40 minutes under my belt and went out to lift. "Not to bad" I'm thinkin... a little cardio, a little weights &amp; core work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy at the gym starts talking to me. He's in the spin class quite a bit as well. He tells me "I see you all over the place in here". I tell him I have training A.D.D. and he reminds me most trainers/training books will tell you to cross train and change things up. Well..well..well. I'm feelin o.k about this training routine of mine. It's not that I have no direction; I just like to be efficient. Get as much done as possible. The rest of the day belongs to work, my kids &amp; just plain ol' life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all amaze me with your direction &amp; dedication to your passions. I LOVE that about you! You inspire me to be &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; best. I'm just one reason for you to keep posting. Thank you for sharing your personal journey's &amp; your training experiences. It's like that big circle of life thing. We reap....we sow. Isn’t it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116191181915993811?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116191181915993811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116191181915993811' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116191181915993811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116191181915993811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/change-it-up.html' title='Change it up.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116166074907057834</id><published>2006-10-23T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:44:58.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a cloud in the sky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1024/portland%2010.06.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/400/portland%2010.06.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp Pics from Portland, my second home (for now!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could not have been better. Mild temps and not a cloud in the sky. We took a little drive with Mikes mom Hatsu to beautiful Multnomah Falls. LOVE all that green! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1024/portland2%2010.06.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/400/portland2%2010.06.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and the Queen Bee, Hatsu. She's a great lady! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1024/portland3%2010.6.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/400/portland3%2010.6.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am busy in the kitchen (and loving it!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116166074907057834?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116166074907057834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116166074907057834' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116166074907057834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116166074907057834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-cloud-in-sky_23.html' title='Not a cloud in the sky!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116146852394271239</id><published>2006-10-21T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:08:43.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tossin and Turnin...</title><content type='html'>I'm such a restless soul. I want...I don't want. I jump in with both feet then jump right back out. In the last few years I have definitely become a girl that does things on her own terms. Far less forgiving (mainly of myself) and much more focused on me. It has it's downfalls, but for the most part...I'm good with it. We can spend so much of our lives caring for those around us, that when we get to a place to focus on ourselves, others may feel a little robbed. If they really know and love us, &lt;strong&gt;they get it&lt;/strong&gt;. Now...what to do with all this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read and re-read all the books I have on training. Jump in....jump out. What's best, can I (and do I) want to make the time to do it right. I need to. Nah, I have nothing to prove and I'm happy to keep fairly fit and healthy. That doesn't make me 'sub' par does it? A slacker? This is all until the next time I see someone really fit and running with their head in the clouds. Yikes....the things that occupy the space between my ears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work for a few hours. Nice when the office is silent and I can get so much done. Heading to church then maybe a movie. Just me &amp; the company is great. I think I could sometimes be scary to those that don't know me.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll go for a run. How far...not sure. How long...as long as I have the feelin. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116146852394271239?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116146852394271239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116146852394271239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116146852394271239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116146852394271239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/tossin-and-turnin.html' title='Tossin and Turnin...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116114398817036233</id><published>2006-10-17T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:59:48.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that long weekend.</title><content type='html'>I went to Portland to see my man....quick flight, long weekend, beautiful weather (almost) everyday. Took my 16 year old Chuck and Mike's mom Hatsu to check out 'P' town for the first time. Hit Hawthorne (Jeff, check out Screen Door...great comfort food!), NW 23rd, the Japanese and Rose Gardens. We ate Sushi 3 or 4 times. Need I say more?! Nice weekend but I've got to be honest (&amp; selfish) and say I wished it was just Mike &amp; I. When you do this long distance thing, it's tough to share your rare time together, even if it is with family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the New Seasons Market. I LOVE THAT PLACE! Weird, I know...to get excited about a grocery store. This place has everything and if you love to cook, you can go wild. Hard to beat buying great food and cooking for the ones you love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home last night. Took Mike's mom home. Picked up a few groceries. Packed my gym bag and collapsed. Woke up @ 5 with no problem. Off to the gym to weight train. When I'm gone, I get off track. I swear, I'm like a baby on a schedule. I have a routine, a groove and I know what works well for me....to bed around 10 and up at 5. It's a beautiful thing. I feel in sync. Now if I could only get Mike to realize the beauty of that program all would be right. Think of that morning run he could get in...and the lunch time swim, just by getting a jump on it in the morning! See it?...see what I'm talking about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock is ticking towards the time I roll up with my latest book to relax while I read away...waiting to reach the point when I drop the book &amp; close my eyes and drift off. Have a warm, safe, peaceful night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116114398817036233?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116114398817036233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116114398817036233' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116114398817036233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116114398817036233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-that-long-weekend.html' title='Love that long weekend.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116051051473016468</id><published>2006-10-10T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:01:56.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calgon....take me away!</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged since last Wed. since there was nothing exciting to report. I really have to sit down the the Garmin &amp; figure the thing out. Had it for almost 2 years, but I'm the person that just keeps pushing buttons versus reading the instructions. What a concept! ;) Here's the training low down in my little world: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed:     Spin 1 hour/ avg HR 146&lt;br /&gt;Thurs:   Club run/ 4 miles/ avg pace 11.4/ 46 min/avg HR 139&lt;br /&gt;         splits??? Need to read the damn book! :(&lt;br /&gt;Fri:     Spin 1 hour/avg HR 144&lt;br /&gt;Sat:     Club run/ 5.4 miles/ avg HR 150&lt;br /&gt;Mon:     Spin 1 hour/ avg HR 148&lt;br /&gt;Tues:    Lifted 60 min/ stretched and core 30 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring...but at least I'm consistent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like you're just managing information? We move at such a fast pace that we rarely have (or make) the time to regain balance...get centered. Jobs get crazy, homes and family to care for. (Can I just say this single parent thing is for the birds! I don't know how all those young moms with little ones do it. Next time you're around a single mom or dad, open their door, let them know they're appreciated...tell them they look great. It may just be the thing that gets them through their day.) I'm always looking for what can seem like an elusive opportunity to get into my cocoon. Block out everything...focus so that the only sound I hear is my own heart, my breathing. Re-connect with the things that matter....&lt;strong&gt;to me&lt;/strong&gt;. My faith, relationships and that great glass of red I've never tried ;). Slowing down, but not stopping. There it is (for me) every time I lace up or hop on that bike. What a lucky girl! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116051051473016468?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116051051473016468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116051051473016468' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116051051473016468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116051051473016468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/calgontake-me-away_116051051473016468.html' title='Calgon....take me away!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-116001308528067724</id><published>2006-10-04T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:51:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a step back...</title><content type='html'>Now that I've been getting to spin almost everyday and running 2-3 nights a week with the club, I have a quiet sense of calm. Just a short time ago, I felt anxious if I didn't get a daily workout in. In fact, downright robbed. Sometimes I feel like there's a 6'4" person trying to break out of this 4'10" body, and all that energy has got to be spent. &lt;strong&gt;There's living to do!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I met with my woman's group, so no spinning. &lt;strong&gt;Everything&lt;/strong&gt; needs be in balance, right? Had a loaded day meeting 3 clients with out private banker, and got all 3 accounts! Thought about checking the gym schedule to hit a spin class tonight, but remembered there's always tomorrow (when I'll spin in the A.M. then run at night). That brand new bottle of vino was sitting on the counter begging me to open her up, sit back and enjoy. Yes, I'd be happy to do that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday priorities change...things happen. I need to make a habit of this.....taking a step back to look at the big picture. A place where my obsession's turn into passions. It makes life much easier to manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-116001308528067724?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116001308528067724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=116001308528067724' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116001308528067724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/116001308528067724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/taking-step-back.html' title='Taking a step back...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115984795125389065</id><published>2006-10-02T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:59:11.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Las Vegas....not a moment to soon!</title><content type='html'>I did most of the things you do when you go to Vegas...drank a little (very little really), stayed up late, gambled a little ($20 ha!)and came home. It is not my favorite place. Too much of everything. Smoke, gambling, food, drink. It's obviously paradise to many folks and I'm happy to let them keep it. I tried to convince myself it would be fun since it was 'the girls', but I'm just going to give in and say I'm not crazy about the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to spin this morning and had a great workout. I'd forgotten what it was like to have a really good instructor.&lt;br /&gt;56 min&lt;br /&gt;139 Avg HR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I met Judy for our Monday night club run.&lt;br /&gt;4.6 miles&lt;br /&gt;48 min&lt;br /&gt;137 Avg HR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting dark earlier now so I'm especially glad to have Judy running with me. We've had a rash of So Ca runners/cyclists hit over the summer so that's always a concern. PLEASE train safely as these shorter Fall &amp;amp; Winter days approach us! Make sure &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE VISIBLE&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone around you. Know your surroundings and train with a partner (especially the ladies) whenever possible. Your safety and health are not worth risking. Have a great week! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115984795125389065?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115984795125389065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115984795125389065' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115984795125389065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115984795125389065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/leaving-las-vegasnot-moment-to-soon.html' title='Leaving Las Vegas....not a moment to soon!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115949967128787401</id><published>2006-09-28T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:14:31.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin Rollin Rollin.......</title><content type='html'>Finally...back in the groove, and boy it feels good. Got to the new gym and spin class. This class starts at 5:45 so I can get another 15 minutes of sleep! Instructor on time...good. Music good and speakers working...good. Personable but down to business...awesome! The hour flew. Kept my HR at the high end of my max and still felt really good through the entire class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the running club tonight along with my friend Judy. &lt;br /&gt;5 miles&lt;br /&gt;45 min&lt;br /&gt;Avg HR 140&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was off to pizza and beer but I passed. I'm off to Vegas tomorrow for a weekend with the girls. My friend Gloria has a cousin in the hotel business and booked us a free room at Cesar's. Vegas is not favorite place (all that smoke....losing money..I think it's a little depressing), but our friend Jamie has been wanting to go for some time so we're going to make it hapen. It'll be fun with the 4 of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to spin in the mornings Monday through Friday, run Monday &amp; Thursday eves/Saturday mornings with the club. I feel so much better when I pack in the cardio. I'm running very slow &amp; low miles so injury should be a non issue. Have a great weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115949967128787401?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115949967128787401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115949967128787401' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115949967128787401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115949967128787401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/rollin-rollin-rollin.html' title='Rollin Rollin Rollin.......'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115932396648844499</id><published>2006-09-26T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:26:06.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go thinking again...</title><content type='html'>"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe."&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote. There are those days that every goofy person we know (and don't know) approaches us to &lt;em&gt;impart&lt;/em&gt; their wisdom upon us. You know the ones....you find yourself trying to make your exit with your own special way of saying "Thanks...but no thanks". I wonder how much I'd possibly learn if I hung out a few more minutes to listen. Then I snap to; no.....best to move on. ;)OooooooEeeeeeee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I traveled with my 5 fellow managers to Temecula Wine Country to check out a few wineries for an incentive trip we're putting together. Got home to late to run with the club. This morning I had early appointments so no spin class. Next run will be Thursday eve. It's just a couple of days off, but with all the work travel lately, I'm really starting to feel like a slacker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot.... Today I got my new car. My job provides quite a few nice perks, one of them being my car. A new one every year. Time to turn in my Highlander and I ordered a new  &lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/camry/exterior.html?s_van=GM_TN_CAMRY_EXTERIOR"&gt;07 Camry XLE&lt;/a&gt; fully loaded. It really is a beautiful car and kind of nice to get into a sedan again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the couch is calling me..I've got a book I'd like to finish then I'm hitting the pillow early. Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115932396648844499?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115932396648844499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115932396648844499' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115932396648844499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115932396648844499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-go-thinking-again.html' title='Here I go thinking again...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115913274875839405</id><published>2006-09-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:19:09.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What rock have I been under?!</title><content type='html'>Judy met me Sat morning to run with the club. Most everyone uses Sat for their long runs but we kept it to 5 miles. I wanted to run 8, but Judy's not up to more distance. Probably better for me anyway and the company makes it worthwhile. Afterwards we all got coffee and ate at  &lt;a href="http://www.cornerbakerycafe.com/"&gt;The Corner Bakery&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I met the girls from work for wine tasting @ &lt;a href="http://www.morrys.com/"&gt;Morry's of Naples&lt;/a&gt; in Long Beach. Not sure what struck me, but I decided to have a beer first. &lt;a href="http://www.vansteenberge.com/newmodel/htm/2en/21200en.htm"&gt;Piraat&lt;/a&gt; came highly recommended and this brew is insanely good! Next we all shared flights, one of which included &lt;a href="http://www.winesoftuscany.com/banfi-brunello.htm"&gt;Banfi Brunello&lt;/a&gt;. I liked this one so much I'm not even sure what else was poured. A couple a months ago we all attended a charity silent auction for the Long Beach Women's Shelter where 3 of us bid on gift certificates to Morry's. Good company, laughs, and great beer/wine....all courtesy of those gift certificates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there's a lot on my own 'honey-do' list. Boy..... one night you're a wine drinking queen then the next thing you know you schlepping down the hall with a load of whites! That'll keep you grounded, huh?! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115913274875839405?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115913274875839405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115913274875839405' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115913274875839405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115913274875839405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-rock-have-i-been-under.html' title='What rock have I been under?!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115896764650192253</id><published>2006-09-22T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T16:27:26.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The darn  job gets in the way...</title><content type='html'>Where did the week go?? Monday I lifted in the morning &amp; ran 4 miles in the eve with the club. Some of these guys are pretty darn fast. I've turned down the previous invites to join everyone for a beer after the run, but Monday I took them up on it. I thought I'd pick their brains regarding their 'running story'. Everyone has one....I love to hear them. Lots of fun, and nice to start to become a familiar face in the club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remainder of the week was spent at our Western Region Sales Conf. All the Managers from the Western United States fly in for a little 'kumbiya', followed by far more information than any human should be forced to digest. These things end up consuming our days (and eve's). It really throws a wrench into any other plans you might have. Everday we move from one hotel conf room to another. Then the eve's are dinner and drinks. I live 5 minutes from the meeting site, but never got home at a decent enough hour to get a workout or run in. Good thing we're a close group and for the most part, everyone's glad to see each other and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make the Thursday eve run, but Judy will be meeting me to run with the club tomorrow morning. Looking forward to getting back to my regular schedule. I am such a creature of habit. It's not that I'm inflexible....just really like to count on the 'flow'....my flow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horn blew early for me today, so I think I'll take advantage of it and see the movie Little Miss Sunshine. Tomorrow night wine tasting with the girls. Ahhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115896764650192253?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115896764650192253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115896764650192253' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115896764650192253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115896764650192253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/darn-job-gets-in-way.html' title='The darn  job gets in the way...'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115844189265477072</id><published>2006-09-16T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:24:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for showin' up!</title><content type='html'>This morning I met So Coast Road Runners for a long (or maybe not-so-long) run. 8am Newport Back Bay. This beautiful reserve is home to a lot of morning runs and rides, and leads right to the beach. About 20 people showed and I made sure to stay quiet and lay low. Very gracious people, but I am not in their league in regards to speed. No other slow pokes today, and I was happy to just 'do my thing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garmin on, HR monitor on, IPod on...I swear, can I get anymore 'hooked up'? I really love the solitude of running as well, and today I let my mind wander. Ends up I wasn't alone. A few minutes into the run Mike joined me (that's the beautiful thing about imagination, huh?). We ran a while but I'm far to slow for him. We talked and laughed. We're 2 peas in a pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11312961"&gt;Steven&lt;/a&gt; showed up and there was no keeping Mike back. Steven pushes him...makes him dig a little deeper to see what he's got. He needs to do his own thing and that's o.k. It's all good. Besides, I know Mike is really runnning ahead to make sure all's good and safe for me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/20158394"&gt;Jeff&lt;/a&gt; shows up and joins me. He sees a pretty girl and off he goes. Go get em Jeff!! &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260568"&gt;Pap Louie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/7859566"&gt;Carrie&lt;/a&gt; speed by...they're on a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run past my boys, ask them to join me but that's not going to happen...not today anyway. I know they're proud of me and can hear them goofing with friends saying 'Dude, that's my mom". My late husband Bob even jumps in, but only for a minute. He tells me he's proud of the job I've done without him. He's happy for Mike and I, and says the boys will be alright. He tells me to keep running....Mike will take care of the future, and he'll always have my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn another corner and there's &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13455033"&gt;Neese&lt;/a&gt;. We run and gab and laugh. I often think we'd be good running partners. Soon she's off on her own. Everyone's finished and gone, but there's Mike. He's there to run the last couple of miles with me. That's what we do...show up, support and see each other through. What a great time, even if it was in my mind...Here are the numbers so you all know what 'we' did! Thanks for showin' up!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.6 miles&lt;br /&gt;1:38&lt;br /&gt;Avg pace 11:39&lt;br /&gt;Avg HR 146&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115844189265477072?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115844189265477072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115844189265477072' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115844189265477072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115844189265477072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-for-showin-up.html' title='Thanks for showin&apos; up!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115835665480430453</id><published>2006-09-15T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:21:53.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Outside of the Box</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning I head for spin class. Scheduled to start at 5:30. The instructor shows about 5:35, and then the slow trickle of other ladies. We start about 5:45. I'm really looking to get an hour of spin in here! The male bashing begins. I often think if they had a better outlook, how much happier (and less lonely) they might be. Oh well... on to more of my belly aching! The music is bad...and there's something wrong with the c.d., it sounds muffled or scratched. The instructor gets off her bike, tells everyone to 'deal' with the music and then sits on the floor and chats. She says she's tired and today it's all about her!?! What the heck?!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have to remember, it's my choice to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Judy met me again to run with the club. She's really excited about joining and I'm loving that she did! She is frustrated about the spin class to and after 3 miles of conversation, I've decided to resolve this dilemma, I need to think outside the box. My company has cheap deals for several So Cal gyms. I think I can join L.A. Fitness (nearby) for $10-15 a month. Judy had a trial membership and said their spin classes were excellent. I need to go check them out myself, and if the price is right, I'm switching. They have spin classes everyday @ 5:30 and that works perfectly for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck got his molars out this morning. His main request was that he'd be completely out, and he got what he wanted. He came out of it fine but was in some pain. You hate to see your kids like that. No solids for a day or 2, ice, you know the drill. He wakes up and tells me he's hungry..."What sounds good Chuck? Pudding, ice cream, mashed potatoes, soup?" He whispers....Mickey D's... &lt;br /&gt;I think he'll make it... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train safe and have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115835665480430453?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115835665480430453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115835665480430453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115835665480430453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115835665480430453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/thinking-outside-of-box_15.html' title='Thinking Outside of the Box'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115811609144820303</id><published>2006-09-12T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:54:51.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin Out</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to the library and met my new running club. Almost went in to check out a book (I LOVE to read) but that was not the purpose of pulling in the parking lot. Judy from my gym said she wanted to join me! I wasn't quite sure she'd show but there she was...ready to go. Neither one of us are seasoned (let alone fast) runners, so we ran the 3 mile route. Really nice to run with someone, it sure makes the time fly by. I found out the club offers coaching as well so after I got home, I shot off an e-mail to the beginners coach to let her know I'm interested. They have track workouts on Tues. eve, but I think I'll see how all this plays into my schedule first. Not sure on my time or HR since I forgot the monitor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was spin. I rode for 45 minutes, since Brenda is having trouble with her teenage daughters (she has FOUR teenagers!?!...God bless her!) and wanted to talk in between clients. We walked over to Denny's and unloaded. Nice to have friends that can relate. Affirms you are &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; crazy! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduled lunch with a client today and guess where he wanted to go?.... HOMETOWN BUFFET! Lot's and lot's of not so good food. What the heck?! We could have gone anywhere...go figure. (My apologies to any fans out there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning is my women's small group so I take that as a rest day to boot.  A little spiritual balance, a little physical balance, and little mental balance. Ahhhhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115811609144820303?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115811609144820303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115811609144820303' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115811609144820303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115811609144820303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/hangin-out.html' title='Hangin Out'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115794111486196465</id><published>2006-09-10T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:25:18.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I really say that??</title><content type='html'>I joined a local running club, &lt;a href="http://www.roadrunners.org/"&gt;South Coast Road Runners&lt;/a&gt; deciding this would give me the extra kick in the pants I've needed after returning from my travels (and no work outs!). We meet Monday and Thursday eves and run 3 or 5 miles. I opted for the 3 mile loop to just take it easy (not sure that treadmill running is easier or harder, but definitely different!). The weather was nice and the run was no problem. I attended the monthly meeting after the run and listened to everyone's recent racing achievements. This group has a little bit of everything and is &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; social. Pizza after every run. wine and cheese shabangs. I get enough of that from work so I'm not sure how much of that I'll be doing. ;)  Some pretty experienced aggressive runners, and some newbie’s as well. The next morning I lifted weights at the gym and I think that broke me. YIKES, I've been sore the last 2 days! Granted a good sore, but sore all the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the bug to cook this weekend so cook I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cupcakeblog.com"&gt;Cupcake Bakeshop&lt;/a&gt; blog provided me with the recipe for peanut butter filled chocolate cupcakes. It made 2 dozen to be exact and now I'm stuck farming them out since I don't like sweets and the boys will never eat them all. I discovered &lt;a href="http://deliciousmagazine.co.uk/"&gt;Delicious&lt;/a&gt; ( a new cooking magazine from the UK) and cooked up some awesome soup, a little chicken and some sides. I wish Mike were here...I know he'd be happy to help eat some of this! The frig is stuffed...and I'm hoping it doesn't go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I joined 3 ladies from the gym for brunch @ &lt;a href="http://memphiscafe.com/index1.html"&gt;Memphis Soul Cafe&lt;/a&gt; then to &lt;a href="http://www.ocpac.org/"&gt;The Orange County Performing Arts Center&lt;/a&gt; to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. The play was good and the company was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'll see how it feels to add 2 nights of running into the mix. Have a great week everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115794111486196465?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115794111486196465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115794111486196465' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115794111486196465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115794111486196465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/did-i-really-say-that.html' title='Did I really say that??'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115755764566237127</id><published>2006-09-06T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T08:47:25.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't see out the window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/teamwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/teamwork.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seem to feel a lot like this lately....the little one who needs a leg up just to get a glimpse outside the window. Sometimes I'm even wondering where in the hell &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; that big dog.....I need some help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob is trying to prove his manhood in all the wrong ways (thank God for Chuck and the kid he is). My diet has gone to hell. Not that I 'diet' per say...but you know what I mean. I've worked out once since I left for Canada. My frig broke down 2 days ago (repair man scheduled today), and I just can't seem to get enough sleep. WaWaWa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have always been adept in is a good constant attitude check. More like a reality check. It's what keeps me going. That's what I take away from my life, and I'm privedged to recognize it. My boys, Mike and I are healthy (THAT is the real gift). I have a great job. I can take a break and jump right back into working out with little or no set backs (with great gals waiting for me!) I have a wonderful partner who cherishes me. My frig breaks down when there was very little food in it...and I'm insured on the repairs. Sleep...lucky there too. I can paifully remember plenty of nights/days with no sleep and no option of it, either because of a sick husband or a baby. And the diet....let's just say it truly is 'all good'. I amaze myself on how I can thoughtlessly count these minor issues as the life altering drama's they &lt;strong&gt;are not&lt;/strong&gt;. I am blessed with plenty of 'big dogs' in my life, and frankly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; have to ask for help....they're just there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll turn out the lights about nine and jump right back into the routine I love so much. There's always another day and the curtains are wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115755764566237127?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115755764566237127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115755764566237127' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115755764566237127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115755764566237127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-see-out-window.html' title='I can&apos;t see out the window'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115724499677884462</id><published>2006-09-02T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T16:17:25.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%20%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%20%233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike &amp; his friend Steven (who came up to volunteer)the afternoon before the race. We found an awesome little cafe and relaxed outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%2006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike tested the water with a quick pre-race swim the morning prior to IMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%20%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%20%234.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and I the morning of the race. The mornings are no problem for me.....for Mike, it's another story!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%2006%20%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%2006%20%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and his friend Kevin. These guys met a few years ago and IMC and have kept in touch. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%20%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%20%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a pic of the pro's warming up before the canon sounds. I really love this time of morning and the 'stillness' of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMC%20%236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMC%20%236.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike 'comin home'. He was disappointed since his PR there was 10:41, but considering these final stats... I'd say it was still a VERY good day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total time: 11:15:05    &lt;br /&gt;Age Group:  M40-44  &lt;br /&gt;Division Place: 52/314&lt;br /&gt;Swim Time:  1:10:04&lt;br /&gt;Bike Time:  5:35:30&lt;br /&gt;Run Time :  4:21:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115724499677884462?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115724499677884462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115724499677884462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115724499677884462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115724499677884462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/iron-man-canada.html' title='Iron Man Canada'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115715526975669440</id><published>2006-09-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:01:09.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be home... I think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/Dealer%20Meeting%202007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/Dealer%20Meeting%202007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew home today from San Antonio. Our National Dealer Meeting was a 3 short days with lot's going on. I work for Toyota/Lexus and all our dealers (and spouses) from all over the country attend. Someone said there was over 4K there. Toyota built a huge truck plant in San Antonio where we'll be building the new Tundra. After the business meetings, we have entertainment. Jeff Foxworthy was the M.C., as well as Terry Bradshaw. Both were pretty funny. Then a little rodeo followed by a concert with the Eagles. Then we moved on to the convention center for the new car salon, showing all the new cars, trucks and concept cars. This was much bigger than usual. Thankfully, you can always count on plenty of sushi, shrimp and prime rib. "I love what you do for me"!  ;) Yesterday morning we had a few free hours so I checked out the River Walk and the Alamo, which were pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Toyota-United Pro Cycling Team was there and I had my pic taken with Sean Sullivan from Australia. He's 6'3" and bent &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; down for this pic. We were both cracking up. They had 2 bikes set up on &lt;a href="http://www.racermateinc.com/computrainer.asp"&gt;Compu Trainers&lt;/a&gt; for anyone to ride. If you reached and maintained a certain pace, you won a cycling goody bag (socks, etc.) I didn't even try,  the bikes were just too big! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Mike forwards me pics from Iron Man Canada, I'll post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older son is really being difficult. I know growing up is hard and it's got to be even tougher without his dad, but I can only be 'mom' and this world is going to keep spinning regardless of our circumstances.  I feel like I've done everything I can to equip him to be a everything and anything he wants to be in life, but I keep falling short (or he does...or we both do). I am really at the end of my rope. I'm not quite sure how it got to this point. I'm constantly being told "you're doing the right thing", but sometimes it sure doesn't feel like it. Normally when I know I'm doing the right thing, there's immediate results.....right thing = good results now. Maybe that 'now' part is what I have trouble with.  To all of you who have (had) teens, cross your fingers and say a prayer for both he and I. For all of you that don't.....I'm jealous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115715526975669440?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115715526975669440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115715526975669440' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115715526975669440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115715526975669440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-good-to-be-home-i-think.html' title='It&apos;s good to be home... I think.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115702765747526415</id><published>2006-08-31T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T05:37:04.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a little Iron Man in all of us.</title><content type='html'>IMC is done... I often think about how overwhelming it can be. Athlete's do all they can to train and prepare. Even the most seasoned Iron Man athlete's find themselves at the mercy of the days uncontrollable events. I know I try to do everything I can for Mike , but at the end of the day, it belongs to him. Sometimes, yes.... I even get a little selfish about it. Races are no place for a selfish supporter, but it sure is nice to know you're appreciated. It makes me feel like I can't do enough for him, and &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;is my favorite part of a race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His finishing time was 11:15. Disappointing for him to say the least, since he P.R.'d there with a 10:41. Work has restricted his training tremendously this last year, but I think he's finally settling in and can get back to that 'happy place' of balance in his training. What a 'personal' science this is.... too little or not enough volume, change in nutrition, continually testing what works best for you. Most of us physically train far more than the 'common man' would imagine (or care) to do. It's important we all remember that each training/race day is a blessing in itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't been feeling well on top of it all, and gave me a little scare after the race with a trip to the med tent.  I'm used to seeing him tired and not too social ;), but never sick. Dehydrated and throwing up, he hung out in the med tent for a while, then was able to walk away feeling a little better. His training buddy Steven came up to volunteer and sign up for next year. What a great guy. I'm so glad Mike has found such a cool training partner. I think they compliment each other well.  Steven was nice enough shuttle us around a little bit and help Mike after the race. Back at the hotel, I got Mike into bed, his legs iced then headed out to pick up our take out order of spaghetti, salad and garlic bread. He was feeling much better and polished off all of the spaghetti. Once he's feeling better....I feel better. I took plenty of pics I'll post once I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in the business center of the Crown Plaza Hotel in San Antonio. Got up and ran 3 miles before the day gets started. Long day yesterday and wish I would have slept in this morning (especially with the 2 hour time change). Getting home I flew from Penticton to Vancouver, Vancouver to Los Angeles. Then turned around the next morning to fly from Orange County to Dallas to San Antonio. Tomorrow I fly back home. Lot's of air miles in a small amount of time. Spending time with Mike makes it all worth while. Heading back to my room to get ready for the day. No meetings planned until this afternoon, so I think I'll go check out the Riverwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115702765747526415?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115702765747526415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115702765747526415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115702765747526415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115702765747526415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-little-iron-man-in-all-of-us.html' title='There&apos;s a little Iron Man in all of us.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115669643348309426</id><published>2006-08-27T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:00:27.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Hear Me Now?</title><content type='html'>Well, the bag pipes played, the Canadian Anthem sung and the canon has gone off. They're all out for a nice little 'training day'. At least that's what Mike calls it...and then I heard someone else saying it...then someone else. I guess that's the way you have to look at it. You train hard and invest your everything, then head out hoping for the best training day ever. &lt;br /&gt;We got up at 4 so we could get the guys in and settled @ 5. We hooked up with Mike's friend Kevin (they met at IMC a few years ago) and his girlfriend Jessica to head down together. Nice they're at the same hotel, and are a fun cool couple. I love the swim start here. It's truly majestic. It was pretty crowded and I couldn't see above or beyond the people in front of me, so Jessica stayed to watch and take pics, while I took off for Main St to snag a spot on the curb. Good thing...the crowd got thick real fast. Jessica never found me, but I did get a great picture of Mike on the bike. With a swim start of 7, he was down pedaling past me at 8:11, so I'm guessing his swim was just over an hour. His IMC P.R. is 10:41, so I praying he beats that. The conditions are perfect. No wind, lake is like glass. It's been pretty warm, so I'm hoping today is milder.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am back at the hotel to shower and hang out for a little while. I can hear the announcer from the room. Most of the people in town are very proud and supportive of the athlete's. Very cool vibe here. Think I'll head out in a few hours and try to catch him at T2. There's nothing like seeing that face come around the corner and head out. We've kind of had a running joke about the finish line. Countless races I've been there cheering him on when he didn't hear a thing. Frankly, I'd get a little hurt by it. I'd say "didn't you hear me"? What the heck?!..... Doesn't he realize I'm there for him...supporting him? Can you hear me NOW?! It's o.k., I understand . It no longer crosses my mind. Of course he knows.&lt;br /&gt;Pics to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115669643348309426?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115669643348309426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115669643348309426' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115669643348309426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115669643348309426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/can-you-hear-me-now.html' title='Can You Hear Me Now?'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115630057735185728</id><published>2006-08-22T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:09:13.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Yourself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/IMG_0717.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMG_0717.31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K..... so I have a little shoe addiction. Just look at those beauties! &lt;a href="http://ldregely.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papa Louie&lt;/a&gt; was asking about the Nike Free and here's my testimonial. &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE these shoes&lt;/strong&gt;! Probably shouldn't since my feet are as flat as a board, and this shoe offers almost zero support. They are extremely comfortable and make it nearly impossible for me to run in anything else. I do run in Nike SHOX for distances beyond 10 miles (ok... those runs are not an everyday thing for me) but I have to say other shoes make my feet feel 'constricted'. I have 2 other pairs not in the pic (one always in the car and another in the gym bag). It doesn't hurt that I have a personal connection that takes care of me! ;) I do suggest you try them at a local running store. They aren't for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I wake so easily it scares me. This morning I beat the alarm and was up @ 4:30. Nice to peacefully wake and get to the gym ready to go. Started spin early, which is always nice. No one in the room...time to think about the day ahead. I see my reflection and realize how blessed I am with my health. Just to be there riding. Our health &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; everything. I rode like a mad woman. Lot's of frustration to ride out. Yesterday was 5 years since Bob passed. It was a strange day. In a kind of funk...just not feeling centered. &lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; is another story. Not sad. Looking at today. I have a life time of &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; anniversaries to celebrate. I won't forget, just a nice place to let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear.... I think I sweat more than any woman should, but I always feel so good afterwards...like I've worked hard for it. I took tomorrow off and have a lot to get done before I leave for IMC Thursday (like pack!). Funny how a shoe can make you feel free, or an attitude, or grace, or just time. It's nice to be here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Canada and see you next week...  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115630057735185728?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115630057735185728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115630057735185728' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115630057735185728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115630057735185728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-yourself.html' title='Free Yourself!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115620407013644443</id><published>2006-08-21T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:10:55.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/106-0666_IMG.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/160/106-0666_IMG.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the new do.... Here's the before and after. It's getting a little lighter but it's growing on me! Lighting isn't the best, but I grabbed my son Chuck to snap both these...so I take what I can get. He thinks I'm a dork. I tell him what it's for and he just says "whatever mom". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/IMG_0717.25.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/160/IMG_0717.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/Mike-38-Deb.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/160/Mike-38-Deb.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp; Finally here's a shot of me and 'the man'. 5 days in Canada is coming not a minute to soon. This girl needs a vacation in a bad way! More pics of Canada and the race when I get home. Remember &lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt; reason for training, be safe and have fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115620407013644443?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115620407013644443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115620407013644443' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115620407013644443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115620407013644443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/red-head.html' title='The Red Head!'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115570097646861838</id><published>2006-08-15T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:53:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody knows.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/1600/dixie%20chicks.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/dixie%20chicks.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; the new Dixie Chicks C.D., especially the song, Everybody Knows. It's one of those songs that speak directly to me. So revealing....You know what I mean, we all have one. This month will be 5 years since my husband passed away. I tell you, a lot is easier and an awful lot is harder. No 'whoa is me' here...it just is what it is. Then I think about all I've got going.. I am engaged  to a great guy (a multiple Ironman finisher &amp; awesome athlete) I know..no real previous mention, I wanted this to be &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; training blog, mine personally. But I'm consumed in deep thought this time of year. As I remove the last few pieces of my life’s shrapnel, it reminds me of the gentle and generous soul that has cleaned every wound. Completely selfless. I have been blessed 100 times over. He has forgiven every mistake, has not allowed me to walk away for any of my foolish reasons, and has re-enforced the value of commitment to someone who at times, has been deathly afraid of it. I know you're reading....&lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;. Now....Everybody Knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm dishing out here.... got a new 'do' last weekend. RED... wasn't EXACTLY the shade I was looking for, but it's just hair and frankly, I'm feeling kind of sassy.....yeah, this is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to spin this morning. Got there 15 minutes early and warmed up. It makes a huge difference to be warmed up prior to class starting. I feel like I get a real jump on it. Avg HR 139 for 1 hr, 20 min. Lots of good drills and leave dripping wet. I want to commit to outside riding, but my weekend list of chores can be overwhelming ( I know....who's isn't?) so for now....I'm good with this. It's improved my cardio capacity and endurance big time, and I've dropped those stubborn last few pounds! Hopped on the treadmill for 3 miles  then stretched. Love that stretch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Thurs. (Canada bound) is not coming soon enough. Isn't it the best to share and witness other's successes?! I get that feeling when I read your blogs. You inspire and make me to be better, be more.... &lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;! Now...Everybody knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115570097646861838?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115570097646861838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115570097646861838' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115570097646861838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115570097646861838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/everybody-knows.html' title='Everybody knows.....'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115544611257753108</id><published>2006-08-12T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T07:41:53.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me.....what time is it???</title><content type='html'>Lately I've had trouble remembering what day it is, let alone the time. Work is still wicked busy, Rob took a road trip to San Francisco last week (yeah...I worried), Chuck broke his left wrist On Mon.(broke the right wrist snowboarding last March) and I'm going on vacation in another week...&lt;strong&gt;Yeeeeehaaa&lt;/strong&gt;! Bummer I can't wear the 'short timer' coat the week before vaca..just too much to get done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I are going to Canada for Ironman. This is his big (and favorite) race. I haven't gone in a couple of years and I'm looking forward to it. It always amazes me at the collection of talented human beings at an Ironman race. Actually, Mike amazes me. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; all know.....to work full time, manage sufficient training and recovery, as well as manage your life (do the trash cans go out today?) takes far more than I think I could manage. I love his passion for it. It is one of those healthy 'all consuming' addictions. Canada is such a beautiful country and it seems like the race brings out the best in people there. I fly home on a Tues. afternoon then leave Wed. morning for a national conf in San Antonio. It's only 3 days (which is nice) but it feels like as soon as you land, you're getting right back on the plane to leave. The time off before will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing earth shattering happening with training. I'm spinning and lifting as usual. Can't imagine my day beginning without it. It really does sustain me. Tomorrow is filled with a list of 'get ready for the week' kind of stuff, then countdown to vacation begins!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Sundays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115544611257753108?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115544611257753108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115544611257753108' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115544611257753108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115544611257753108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/excuse-mewhat-time-is-it.html' title='Excuse me.....what time is it???'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115508610105919773</id><published>2006-08-08T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:15:01.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents Happen</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day in a long time that I woke up feeling good...really good. Alarm went off at 4:40, the coffee was going and it just didn't seem to be a struggle. I really like getting my workouts in before the rest of the world seems to wake up, so today made me appreciate the 'ease' of the morning that much more. Spin was very good. Decided to get smart and wear earplugs (am I getting old or what??) to block out the absolutely blaring music. Not so 'in my face' and much nicer. Avg HR 136 for 1 hour, 17 min. Peddled before and after class for a little extra time. Stretched and out the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Rob left this morning with a buddy for a 4 day road trip to San Francisco. They had asked if I'd let Chuck go and I said yes. Rob's friend is 20 they're all pretty good kids. I told myself to forget about worrying, it sounded like a good time. Last night they all decided to grab dinner. While they were out, Chuck tripped on an over-sized curb falling on his face and hand. Tooth went through his lip and yes...he broke his left wrist. Last Feb. he broke his right wrist while snowboarding. At lest he's switching hands! He said he was o.k. for the night with it wrapped. Came home after my workout, called the Dr. and went in for round 2. This time he decided he'd upgrade in color from the last cast (glow in the dark green) to classic black. So sophisticated! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Leave the Dr.'s office and do what every 16 year old wants to do. EAT. He called it...Mexican food. Good choice. Fill the prescription for a little pain killer, picked up the 12 pack of Sprite, then home to claim his rightful place on the couch. He's still snoozing away, poor fella. He's so grown-up. I want to take care of him but his only response is "Dude, mom....I'm cool". Go figure. Bet that'll change when it comes from the right girl! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your step! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115508610105919773?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115508610105919773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115508610105919773' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115508610105919773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115508610105919773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/accidents-happen.html' title='Accidents Happen'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115488248350031029</id><published>2006-08-06T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:41:23.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Too Important To Be Taken Seriously</title><content type='html'>Isn't that the truth?? A good friend (of 25 years...YIKES!) Denise and her family threw a surprise 70th birthday party for her mom Ellie. Her family has been like my family. They have been a part of almost every important event in my life. Her nieces and nephews are the same age as my boys. I'm the younger and older 'sister' to her brothers and sisters..... It was a great time. Their family is from the east coast, so they flew LIVE lobsters and clam chowder in from Boston. We steamed those bad boys and I wish I had a picture of the table. Over 100 lobsters piled high and everyone went to it. We ate in the back yard under the palm trees and perfect starry 75 degree night. They had a slide show with pics from Ellie's birth to now, with a few of me thrown in. We've traveled a lot of road together, me and this family.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there's a 'crisis' (somebody’s car breaks down, a bathroom floods, the grill catches on fire) Ellie always came back with &lt;strong&gt;'Life's too important to be taken seriously'&lt;/strong&gt;. She'd pour a glass of wine, join you in a laugh or cry, then figure out a solution in such a 'what the hell' kind of way, that it no longer seemed like the end of your world. The older I get, the easier it is to do that...but I still have my days. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training (or not!) since last Wed.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday skipped spin..... wiped out.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, lifted and felt 100% better&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, spin 1 hour then 3 mile treadmill run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I met the ladies from my small group and had breakfast in Laguna Beach (a kind of artist's colony not far from me). Topped it off with friends and 'family' at the birthday party. The day could not have been better (except if Miguel was here). Doing my self imposed 'honey-do' list today and getting ready for the week. &lt;br /&gt;Have a great week and enjoy &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; families...whoever they may be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115488248350031029?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115488248350031029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115488248350031029' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115488248350031029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115488248350031029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifes-too-important-to-be-taken.html' title='Life&apos;s Too Important To Be Taken Seriously'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24740056.post-115457826300029111</id><published>2006-08-02T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:11:03.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Investing.</title><content type='html'>And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with my women's small group bible study this morning. I'm so glad I did. There's 5 of us and it's such a great group of women. It's nice to meet with friends who  genuinely care about each other. We all have those friends, and it's a beatutiful thing when we make the time to meet each week and renew that bond. The relationships we have...the ones that are truly precious to us, require investment. The more you love someone, the more it becomes your pleasure to invest. To give of yourself to build another up. Think of someone you love, then 'drop a dime in the box'. They're worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been wicked busy. Work has been non-stop and long hours everyday. Felt wiped out so I didn't go to spin on Tues. Lifted Monday and tonight, decided I &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to leave work at a decent hour and a workout would do me good. After meeting the girls this morning, I went for an adjustment &amp; deep tissue massage. I almost fell asleep on the table. It was awesome. Looking forward to hitting the pillow early and hard, then spin in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay cool and hydrated while you're all training in this heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live passionately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24740056-115457826300029111?l=newcomer2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115457826300029111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24740056&amp;postID=115457826300029111' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115457826300029111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24740056/posts/default/115457826300029111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newcomer2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/investing.html' title='Investing.'/><author><name>Deb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01520471672946356649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/2571/320/scan0001-1.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
