"They say it's your birthday ... "

Today is the beginning of my 38th year of life. I survived the surgery and the awful affects of anesthesia. The knee is getting stronger and the limp is slowly disappearing. I'm so thankful for family and friends, cookie and flower bouquets, my beautiful daughters, fresh tomatoes and cucumbers from my garden and answers to prayer. "It is well with my soul."

IT'S GOOD TO BE ALIVE! (Compliments to Mr. Lin Brehemer)

Friday Night is Alright for Fighting

Too much coffee has been consumed in the course of the past three hours. I went way over my carb limit for today (the soy latte with sugar-free vanilla is what set things off). I was able to get a few things accomplished tonight. The race is next Sunday and my knee took a beating this week after three 40 minute+ runs. During Wednesday's yoga call, my instructor said I have "runner's groin." I had to ice the knee after each run with Sandra (our quads were killing us, too). Ibuprofen is our friend.

I ran into a few old friends this week. One at a wake and the other at a Starbucks. It's was a bit surreal to play catchup in a 10-15 minute window with people you haven't seen in over ten years ... but so good nonetheless.

"And there's peace and unity and we can be happy everafter."
Happy Everafter by: Julia Fordham

Happy St. Patrick's Day