csc4k, stars and all

SO far behind on the report, but here goes. first class was with iod and the class was called the "ME" journal. Lots of swag from prima.



Sally Griswold and Josie Celio were SO sweet!


holy bicks and klausen batman! the pickle man (aka Lance Anderson sat in on the class with us. fun, fun, and lots of laughs.

next up was "the beauty of life" class with kelly.




she is a hoot and hopefully will still talk to me after all the "Can ida" ribbing. I love accents! can I just say that? I do! I signed up for her class on the spot and was glad I did. laurie and I did this all on the santa maria. yup! classes on a ship! go figure! I warned them about my sea sickness, but no one listened! we were fortunate enough to meet up again at lunch. more chatting and laughing.



the next morning, at the crack of dawn, roosters crowing and all we showed up for "growth" with kristina. first I must say this...whoever photographs this girl does it so well that it makes her appear to be six feet tall! I ran into her on the elevator and my first thought was, of course, she is beautiful and then omg she is short? how can this be. when M takes my picture now I try to get him to do it ala "kristina". I look SO much taller now! you need to keep in mind that I do not tower over many people. okay I didn't tower over her but I also didn't have to look up, way up, to talk to her. she is so real and I lover her style!

high five to trisha for putting this even together and to all her volunteers. not an easy task, but I felt it was a wonderful way to support a great cause and to bring some awesome instructors to Edmonton. up next? st. louis report! whew!

I DID IT!

say "hello to my little friend"

SO far behind in the blogging, but SO in recovery and flying here there and everywhere. back from OIM and now in st. louis.

let's start with the race! I started out really strong and was on track for my 1/2 marathon time (2:40) and then at around 22 km I lost my mind! I mean for real! I started thinking about why I would do this, what was I thinking and where the hell did everyone go? I was out there on that mountain alone for quite awhile. the tears started flowing and the pity party began. all were invited! there was the girl with the participation ribbon from grade 3 track & field, the other one who withdrew from a class because the assignment called for an oral report, and the young mother who felt so inadequate. this combined with my son's song coming on the i-pod started with tears and then full blown ugly cry! then my funeral song came on (you all have one, don't you?) and I started singing at the top my lungs through the tears. then it hit me! what about M? scheduled to do the 1/2 marathon? did he finish? was he okay? did he recover? is he rushing back to see me finish? okay! enough! I blew my nose, tossed back a couple of sports beans, swig of GU and said "get your ass running down that road right now!" "you CAN do this!" "GO!" and there my friends you have it! I started running and just kept on going. a few extra walk breaks here and there and then passing walkers cause I would not have any of that till I finally reached the finish line at 6:00:24. yup! six freakin' hours mis amigos! John called my name as I crossed the finish line, Liz put the medal around my neck and M hugged me held me as I cried. over to the massage tent for a quick rub and then back to the hotel for the food frenzy and frenzy we did! this week was spent recovering so no running. more later about csc4k.