Trying to Find my Mojo...

I have to admit I am being a slight Grinch this year.  Not that I have not been blessed, in that it is the complete opposite.  Corey gets a better job, with better pay.  I get a house and get to make it my own.  What in the world do I have to complain about?  And I am not really complaining, just sad.  Maybe a little disconnected at this point.  Thank goodness for my Mother who calls and keeps me on the upside of things.  My Mom's quirky sense of humor would make anyone feel better.

This year we are moving to Wyoming and we will be in a hotel for at least a month.  I keep trying to think of the good, like no cleaning for a month and a cooked breakfast every morning.  But then I think of the isolation and the cold.  I think of not even having a tree for Christmas and I get a little bummed.  I look forward to Christmas just as much as the kids do.  Don't feel too bad for us, we are going to attempt to drive to Corey's Grandmom who lives up in Bear Lake.  So hopefully the unforgiving Wyoming winter will allow us that opportunity.  If not, I might have to find a mini tree somewhere to put up in the room.

I will also be leaving some incredible friends here.  Who would have thought at 30 I would make friends that have made such an impact on me.  Christy and Jenn, my gal pals in crime.  I see these girls at least twice a week.  Lunch and shopping have never been so fun for me.  I can rely on these two girls like no one else.  I will miss having someone who I can call up at anytime for anything.  Then there is my running group of Will and Hector.  What can I say, when you run for hours a day with the same people you get to know them really well.  Both of these guys are great Priesthood holders and have taught me so much with their quiet examples.  Not many people can love you when you are having stomach issues and body fluids are everywhere.  But these guys have stuck with me no matter what.  I honestly feel so blessed to have known these people.  I will miss them dearly.

But onward to great adventure and I am sure many more friends.  I will again try to take more pictures.  Maybe one day I will afford a nice camera that I will want to take more pictures with.  This should be a momentous adventure so I will try to document it. 

Wow, where have I been?  Moving has taken a lot of my time along with the final training for my 2nd marathon.  I have to say I felt like I earned this one more than my first.  I will remember this one more because of how hard it was for me.  Runner's talk about hitting the wall at some point and I didn't really remember that on my first race.  But I can tell you the exact point that I hit the wall in Philly.  I was at mile 18 and I just bonked.  My legs felt like lead and I had no energy left.  My knee felt fine, didn't hurt at all.  But I seriously felt just spent.  If it wasn't for Hector staying with me I would have just sat on the curb and cried.  I felt HORRIBLE.  Those last 6 miles were the longest of my life.  I even kept thinking if I would have kept at it I would have gotten my goal of under 4 hours. 

Even so, I still got a time of 4 hours and 11 min.  I want to blame it on the stress that I am going through with the move, but it could be it just was a crappy day for me.  But I have met so many amazing people through running.  You just seem to have this magic bond with other runners and you can just sit down and chat about running forever.  The other girl in the picture with me is Erica Price from Waynesboro in PA.  I met her on my first marathon in Gettysburg and we ran together for that.  She is so nice and bubbly and it just so happens we got to run together on this one too.  She finished ahead of me by about 10 minutes, she did great.

Now it is break time for the winter.  Getting acclimated to Wyoming weather and elevation should be a challenge in itself.  I need some good R&R to let my body heal and recoup from that one.  Boy those two medals dangling from my mirror sure look great.

Erica and I before the race started. 

Hector and I before getting into our corrals.



Casper, WY

This post has been itching to come out now for almost a month.  Corey has been working really long hours for the past year.  And that includes some weekends.  He is hardly home and I felt that the kids were suffering from not having their dad there for them.  He started looking just for kicks at other jobs that he would be great at.  He found one with Pacificorp and applied not thinking anything would come of it.

Then the beginning of October they called and wanted an interview.  It was a long process of interviews and fly outs for only two days for face to face.  Then the waiting and negotiating.  It was brutal.  I have consumed more chocolate this month than should be allowed.  But finally tonight he signed the contract and it is set. 

I am so proud of my hubby and he works so hard on everything he does.  He really deserves this and I couldn't be happier for him or our family.  I am a little scared of moving there in the heart of winter and I am pretty sure I will be in shock.  So I am already starting to stock up on winter gear that I normally don't buy.  No school cancellation there for snow.  I will try to post as things happen, it should be a very interesting next couple of months.