It was a much anticipated night. Russell and I even talked about going to the game. It was possibly the last game in Texas Stadium. I have never been there but have loved the Cowboys my whole life. We decided we best not spend the money right now and planned for a cozy evening at home. Game time 6:00. BYU game time 6:00. The Jazz also played tonight. We were bummed when we found out everything would happen at the same time. We choose to watch the Cowboys and bounce around during breaks. At halftime, all was well for each team. We were in it. A possible sweep for all of our boys. Now we sit dumbfounded. How did all 3 games slip away? Cowboys, creamed. BYU, disappointing. The Jazz, lost it in the end. Now I am grateful our agony did not stretch on all day. Not quite the evening we had planned :(.
I have never been a runner. I have grown up around runners. My dad has run 7 or 8 marathons. My mom has run 2. My husband ran one 7 years ago. I have always cheered from the sidelines and wondered why in the world anyone would EVER do something like that. It is just plain ridiculous. In my quest to get rid of the after math of 2 pregnancies in a years time I decided to step my workouts up a bit. I am a really good walker. I would much rather walk 4 miles than run 1 but I needed to burn more calories. So, running it was. I decided if I mostly walked with some intermittent running that would help. I started out running the downhill portions of my 2 mile loop. Pretty soon I would walk my 2 miles, put Mason down for a nap and run a few loops in the park. About a month ago, Russell challenged me to run the full 2 miles. He pushed the baby stroller while we ran. I was not very conversational , but I did it! I was so proud of myself. I incorporated that 2 mile run into my wor...
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