Friday, January 4, 2013

Alumni Weekend/ Rock 'n Roll Half - San Antonio

The weekend of Nov. 9-11, my family went down to San Antonio for alumni weekend at Trinity U., as well as a little race with 25,000 of our closest friends, otherwise known as the Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon (although they also had a full marathon and a 3 mile "mini marathon").

J and I arrived in SA on Friday evening (sans the Peanut thanks to Pops and Grandma Judy) and decided to hit up a place we had seen on Food Network's Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives: Dough.



 Even though we got there around 8:00, the wait was still close to an hour, so we got ourselves a "we are childless for the weekend" bottle of wine and drank it while we waited on their outdoor patio.

 
 We ended up sitting at the chef's table so we were able to watch all the action in the (very small) kitchen.  We started off with a buratta, which is a little pillow of cheesy goodness.  This one was surrounded by butternut squash puree and wild mushrooms and sage.  Yum.


I could have been done after eating my body weight in cheese, but why stop there?  Instead we added to our gluttony by enjoying a Napoleon-style pizza, which had the best crust I had ever tasted...this is probably a good thing, since that's what this restaurant is really all about.


 The next morning the guys went golfing at the Quarry, and the girls headed out for breakfast before making our way to the campus.


 We walked around a little bit before going to a talk by one of my favorite professors while at TU - Dr. Colleen Grissom.  She is truly one of the smartest people I have ever met in my life - and one of the funniest.  She taught my Writer's Workshop course my first year at Trinity, and then as a senior, I took her Contemporary Literature course.  

 
 The infamous tower.


 The fountain.


 3 Trinity Alumni.


 This is the building where I took most of my courses for my major.  It's getting a total makeover...


The mural in the library.


 That evening we went to the expo to pick up my packet for the race I wouldn't be running because of my stupid SI joint.  I was not a happy camper.  Nothing like being surrounded by lots of people who are buzzing with excitement about running a race that you cannot run.  But alas.  Such is life.


 That night was the actual reunion (I graduated 10 years ago!  I don't know how this is possible!).  Earlier in the day I had the opportunity to go to lunch with one of my favorite sociology professors and one of my sorority sisters from my pledge class who now has the same job title as my professor - so cool!  It really was fun to catch up with old classmates and favorite professors.


Here's a picture of the people from my class who came...of course, it was the most fun to see friends who were the same major as me and my sorority sisters.  Next reunion, I'll go to the class function for a while and then go to the Sigma function.  I was sad that I missed out on seeing some of my sorority sisters who didn't go to the "official" class reunion.

 The next morning was the race.  Sister and Dad ran the half together, and mom and I ran the 3 miler.


 Mom and I were way in the back, so we had to wait quite a while to start. :)


Waiting to run...it was mom's first race!


 Approaching the starting line in downtown SA.


 Loved the sign on mom's back.


 We did it!  It was SOOOO hot and humid - good 'ole San Antone.


 J and B were a great cheering section for mom and me.


 Looking for K and Dad near the finish at the Alamodome.


 There they are!!!


 Making their way to the finish line.


 They are my inspiration.  Both Dad and Sister tore the labrum in their hip while training for the Chicago marathon last year...and they were able to run again.  Fingers crossed!


 The whole family. :)


After a tasty lunch at EZ's, I needed Amy's ice cream.  Yes, I said "needed."  Mexican vanilla with oatmeal cookies.  Pretty, pretty good.

We had a great time eating good food, seeing good friends, and running through the streets of downtown San Antonio.  I do wish I had been able to run the half, but life went on, and I'm really glad I was able to run the 3 miles with my mom.  :)

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Happy Halloween

Superman heading into the church with dad for the carnival.


Checking out the halls.


Checking out ball station #1 - and trying to steal the ball.


Checking out ball station #2 - and eating the balls.


P's buddy, Miss Fliss. :)


Sweet Baby J with his mama and daddy.


Precious K with her mama.


Love these ladies and their babies.


Superman with his mom and dad.


Trick or treating at K and B's.


Put me down Aunt KiKi.


He can't fly...but his baby blues are killer.


What do you have Aunt KiKi?


M&Ms?


Ummm...I think I might like these. (Sorry for the sideways pic.)


Another please.


And another...


And another...


After a package. :)


This is what it looks like when a kid who doesn't like sweets eats a package of M&Ms. :)


Woo hoo!


Taking things down a notch.


Our superman.


With Avery.


Watching It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.

Aunt KiKi is making him laugh!


And laugh...


Sweet boy.


With Aunt KiKi and Uncle B.


Sisters.


Hanging out with Grandma Judy and watching videos of himself. :)


Tired?  I'm not tired, Mom.


He loves his Elmo.


Snuggling Elmo.


Having too much fun with Pops and Grandma Judy.


His grandparents adore him.  Lucky boy.


Maybe I'm a little more tired than I thought.


OK - make that a lot more tired.  Halloween can wear even Superman out.


And here we are the night before carving the Jack 'o lantern.


J's the scraper, and I'm the carver...with the help of a pattern. 


This is how you know you have an almost 2 year old in your house at Halloween...

A New Year, A New Leaf

Let's just be honest.  Honesty is good.  I have been a horrible blogger, and the only reason that matters to me is because I want to use this blog as a way to document life with P...so every time I miss posting about something, I've missed an opportunity to remember details of a moment - be it special or mundane, and I want that to change.  I'm not big into making New Year's Resolutions, but I would like to be more intentional about this blog, among other things that I may or may not share with anyone else. :)  So here's to being more intentional about PWE's Big Adventures...as this year they will surely only get bigger and better.

Happy 2013...and stay tuned to catch up on the end of our year - next up, Halloween 2012. :)

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

(Wo)man down

See the red circle?  It's your SI joint.  Did you know it can start hurting...badly?  Well, it can.  Did you know that running long distances can cause it to flare up?  Well, it does.  How do I know this, you ask?  Because I have "SI Joint Dysfunction," according to the physical therapist that I have been seeing since the beginning of November.  That's right.  I'm broken.

I was training to run the Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon in San Antonio that was going to take place the same weekend as my 10 year college reunion.  I have been running consistently since P was about 6 months old, so I was in good shape, and I decided to go ahead and gear up to train for my second half marathon.  I followed Hal Higdon's Novice 2 schedule like a champ...heck, this time around I actually did cross-training (thanks to Zumba on Monday nights!).  I was ready.  On Friday, Oct. 26th, I went out for an 11 mile run...and when I came back in, I remember saying to J (while rubbing my lower back...where that red circle is, it turns out), "Is this my back?  Or my butt?  Either way...it kinda hurts."  And just like that, things went downhill. 

I was in some serious pain.  After a week and a half of not running, I went to an orthopedist who specializes in sports medicine, and after taking x-rays (I have very nice bones, btw, no arthritis or stress fractures to be seen) and being poked at, I was told I had an SI joint issue and that I needed to go to physical therapy 2 times a week for 6-8 weeks.

So I show up at physical therapy 3 days before I'm supposed to run my half marathon...the night before I had run 3 miles (the first running I had done in 2 weeks) to see what it felt like...it felt bad.  It felt really bad.  So I went to physical therapy in a lot of pain and really discouraged...like REALLY discouraged (I was definitely on my way into a deep, dark hole...without my running shoes).  My PT told me I could run three miles with my mom that Sunday, but that I shouldn't run the race if I was in that much pain.

So that's what I did (pictures to come).

The good news is after taking a good month off from running (which was PAINFUL!!! to do...) and after going to PT 2 times a week and being a diligent little exerciser (I have quite the list of things to do at home each night), I'm feeling SO much better.  SO much better, in fact, that I'm actually getting back into running! :)  This is great news.  It is also, however, comical, considering that I hurt myself running 11 miles (which took me about 2 hours to complete), and yesterday I "got" to walk 1/8 of a mile, run 1/4 mile, and then walk 1/8 of a mile...round trip of .5 miles took me less than 6 minutes. :)  BUT I'm not complaining, because I had running shoes on my feet and a spring in my step and NO PAIN in my SI joint. :)

The hope is that I'll be able to get back into running without an issue, but only time will tell.  Turns out my left leg is about 2 cm longer than my right leg (who knew!?), and the repeated stress of running is what is causing the inflammation in my SI joint.  Hopefully, if I continue doing my exercises (to strengthen my hip muscles and core), I'll be able to take some of that stress off of my SI joint and can be a happy little runner. 

Things I learned from this experience:

1) Do not take for granted a body that is physically-able.  It is a blessing and a gift.  Thank God for it every day.

2) I really like running, and I miss it when I don't get to do it.

3) My life, however, does not depend upon running.  There are, it turns out, other things to do in the morning...

4)  Physical therapists are really smart people with a lot of knowledge about how the human body works.

5)  You can do simple things that will make a big difference.

6) I am much more willing to do core workouts when they are "assigned" to me.

7) Lunges are just as hard now as they were in junior high off-season.

8) Hang in there...even if you're in a dark, deep hole, things do get better.

9) It's a blessing to be surrounded by encouraging people who will pray for you.

10)  Figure out what's really important to you in life...perspective is a powerful thing.

Hopefully, I'll be able to post pictures sometime soon of me completing a run that takes longer than 6 minutes (and might even include a fun t-shirt), but if I don't...it'll be okay.  See?  I've been working on my perspective. ;)