13.1

A group of about 9 of us set a goal in February that we would begin running some races and train ourselves to be able to run in the Atlanta Half Marathon (13.1 miles) on Thanksgiving day. Well we all finished this past Thursday without ever walking and without dying (although i came close). The majority of us couldnt run a mile without stopping when we started this process, so Thursday was a pretty big day for us. I finished in 2 hours 24 min which is a sucky time for real runners but a major accomplishment for me. At the beginning of the race I was sure I wanted to keep training for a marathon, however I still havent forgotten how I felt the last two miles of the race, so the jury is still out on that one. Its kind of like childbirth in that sense
 

bootie shakin

this week at moes mason decided to ruin my lunch. i had gone up to refill my coke for the 4th time and as i sat back down mason hit me with "mommy your bootie moves when you walk" and even did some hand motions to make sure i got the picture. i made him repeat himself b/c i wanted to make sure i heard him right. sure enough, i did. i immediately went for the defense response.." yeah buddy, i think everyones bootie moves a little when they walk.. thats just how we are made" without skipping a beat, he responded, "nu-uh mommy.. that lady's doesnt move" and proceeded to point to the size nothing woman refilling her drink... Dang her, hes right.