Tour de St George PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kara   
Wednesday, 21 October 2009 18:54
I rode the metric century (65 miles) in the Tour de St George ride on Saturday.  Yes, you read right, 65 miles.  It actually turned out to be 67 miles.  I was not very happy when my odometer hit 65 and I was not done yet.  What a killer it was for me!  Those hills were tough.  For more than one hill, I had my wonderful training partner pushing me up the hill.  He would put his hand on my back and push me for a minute or two and then give me a big push to get me going.  I would pedal as long as I could and then he would do it all over again.  The downhills were the best though.  You would get flying.  It was so fun, but a little scary for me.  I had never gone that fast on my bike before.  I got up to 37 mph on this ride.  The fastest I had ever gone before was 31 mph.  Over all it was a fun ride.  The weather was wonderful and the scenery was beautiful.  We finished in 5 hours.  Just in time to rush back to the hotel and get a shower before we had to check out.  When asked if I would do it again, "Maybe in a year," was my reply as I hobbled around with sore hips.
I Better Watch What I Say PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kara   
Tuesday, 13 October 2009 06:59
Apparently people read this.  Who knew?
You Know You Have A Spoiled Child If... PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kara   
Friday, 18 September 2009 21:31
  • When they want a drink they pick up their sippy cup and hand it to you to give them a drink.
  • They still get carried around, even though they can walk.
  • Screeching will get them what they want, usually.
  • Even though they're the last kid, you buy them lots of new clothes.  (I can't help myself, the clothes are so cute and CHEAP!)
  • You've turned into one of "those" mom's who thinks their kids misbehavior is funny.  (In my defense, it's only the minor stuff that I think is funny.  If she's hitting another kid, you bet I'll be all over disciplining her.  But, if she's hitting her sisters, I just laugh.  They totally taught her that it's funny to hit them.  Serves them right.)
I am alive PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kara   
Thursday, 17 September 2009 19:38

Not to worry.  I have not fallen off my bike and died.  In fact, I have not fallen off my bike since I last wrote about it.  (I've now probably jinxed it and will fall the next time I ride.)  I have actually gone on 2 20 mile rides and several lower mileage rides without falling.  It was close one time, but I managed to save myself. 

To give myself something to work towards, I have agreed to ride a metric century ride next monthl.  Daniel rode a century ride (100 miles) on his 30th birthday last year.  So, I figured that I could do the metric (65 miles) since I just recently turned 30.  And besides, he told me you don't get a T-shirt for the 30 mile ride.

Other news, Whitney got a tooth, turned one, and has started walking.  She is my only child who has gotten a tooth before their first birthday.  I tell people that's why I was able to nurse my babies for a year.  They had no teeth to bite me with.  I'm still nursing Whitney and I have yet to have an incident.  She just loves to nurse too much to bite me and end it all.  We still laugh about how excited she gets when she's know she's going to nurse. 

Her birthday was great.  I let her dig into her cake.  There was a big hole in one side where she helped herself.  Funny story.  We lit the candle and sang to her and she just grinned the whole time.  Everybody was looking at her and paying attention to her and she loved it.  I blew out the candle and put the cake in front of her so she could dig in.  She started freaking out.  Really odd, because she kept scraping frosting off the cake and eating it when I was decorating it.  After a few seconds, I realized that she was afraid of the candle.  (Fascinated with it when it was lit, but scared of it after it was blown out.)  I removed the candle and everything was just fine.  She dug into her cake and had a blast.  At the end of it all she had cake smeared from head to toe. 

A few days after her birthday, she started walking more than just a few steps and falling down.  She now toddles around the house and it is so cute.  Sometimes, she will get excited and get going too fast and fall forward.  She then just starts crawling to where ever she was going.  She makes me laugh.

Happenings PDF Print E-mail
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Friday, 21 August 2009 18:58

I fell off my bike.  Again.  So this time I had my foot out and down.  I guess I just leaned the wrong way and down I went.  Again.  This time it was in the middle of our ride, at an intersection.  I'm sure someone had a good laugh at my expense.  How stupid does it look to be stopped and then just tip over on your bike.  I know I would be thinking, "What a dork!" if I saw something like that.  I'm getting better though.  I didn't fall in the driveway this time.

The girls start school next week.  I'm excited, to a degree.  They have a lot of cool curriculum this year.  I really love their Literature courses.  They have tons of classic stories and I love that.

Whitney will be 1 year old next month.  Her last month as a baby.  Here's a few things that she has taught me.

  1. Baby boys aren't the only ones that pee on you when you change their diapers.
  2. Be careful what you wish for.  I wished for a "mama's boy"  (we have plenty of daddy's girls) and got a mama's girl instead.  I can't go anywhere without her.  Sometimes it really stinks.
  3. You just know when you are done having kids.


I Fell Off My Bike PDF Print E-mail
Written by Kara   
Tuesday, 18 August 2009 06:43

I fell off my bike tonight.  The genius that came up with the idea of clipping your shoes to your pedals was not getting happy thoughts from me as I smacked the driveway.  I do just fine all 8 miles of the ride, but then as I try to unclip to get off my bike, I lose my balance and down I go.  I managed to get one foot unclipped, but I leaned to the other side (the one with the shoe still clipped to the pedal) and BAM, I'm on the driveway with the bike on top of me.

So, I got a new bike last week.  A road bike.  Daniel bought me all the necessary assessories I needed to ride with him.  It was my first ride with the shoes. I anticipated falling, but I had hoped that I wouldn't.  I don't feel too bad.  He's fallen off his bike too, more than once.

6 more months of braces PDF Print E-mail
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Thursday, 30 July 2009 07:20

I went to the Orthodontist today, as I do every three weeks.  Why do I go every three weeks you ask, instead of the standard 4-6 weeks?  Because I'm special, that's why.  I will tell you in a few moments.  But to the point of my post.  I finally got up enough courage to ask the Orthodontist how much longer he thought I would have my braces on for.  He told me around 6 months.  Yipee!!  Now this isn't just the normal excitement of getting your braces off after 2 years.  I have had my braces for 4 1/2 years now.  I got them put on at the end of January 2005.  I was supposed to have them off in time for Emily's 3rd birthday.  She turned 5 a few months ago.

So, why have I had my braces on for so long?  No, I do not have really messed up teeth, so to speak.  Get comfortable, and I will tell you.  Apparently, my upper canine teeth never felt the need to come down, leaving me with my baby canine teeth firmly in place.  Orthodontic plan of action:  Put braces on, make room for caninies to come down, send me to oral surgeon to pull baby teeth and bracket adult teeth, pull adult teeth down, straighten teeth and adjust bite, and then I have beautifully straight teeth.  Sounds simple right? Wrong!  I have stubborn teeth.  I had my braces on for about seven months before I went to the oral surgeon.  My baby teeth still had complete roots on them.  Yes, kind of freaky to see little tiny teeth that are at the end of an one inch root.

TO BE CONTINUED...it's time for me to go to bed.

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