Eugene 1/2 Marathon ~ Race Report

I am still floating on a cloud somewhere above Eugene. Going in, I was beginning to doubt myself and think my goal of finishing under 2 hours was too lofty a goal. Now that it is behind me and I know that my dream of qualifying for Boston may be possible, I am more motivated than ever before. Please bear with the long narrative. :)

We departed Central Oregon around 11 a.m. and enjoyed a nice drive to the valley. There wasn't much traffic and we were able to make good time. We stopped for a picnic lunch at Dexter Park (PB & J - homemade, and an apple) and to allow the princess to take a potty break. She described the facilities as "Nasty!" so she opted to 'hold out' a little longer. She continues to impress me with her maturity. :)

We arrived just before 2 p.m. and went directly to the Hilton to pick up our race packets. As we maneuvered through the expo to get our 't-shirts, I saw several volunteers wearing a lime-green, long-sleeved technical shirt with the race logo on the front and a little 'inaugural' patch on the sleeve. The shirts we were given were white and short-sleeved (full marathoners got long sleeves, but also white). I loved this shirt! I wanted one... and proceeded to inquire about purchasing. I was informed they were 'sold out' but if I paid up front, they would mail one to me in the next few weeks. As I started to fill out the order form, DH starts to remind me about our budget (a constant issue of discussion - I'm sure for every couple!) and the fact that I don't need 2 shirts commemorating the race. [I don't need 2? Huh?! Yes, I do.] I didn't get one. Bummer!

At the expo, we learn that DDs race begins at 8:00 a.m., not 9:00 a.m. as was posted on the website. I most certainly will not be able to finish in time to see her run, now. Another bummer! In addition, I learn there were a number of speakers (Olympians, UofO athletes/coaches - Bill Dellinger!) lined up throughout the day that I would love to hear. If only we had more time. If only DH was as interested as I. Triple bummer!

After the brief stop at the expo, we met up with my brother and his family at a local park so that the kiddos could play. We spent about 2 hours with them... chatting, sharing. It was nice to see them. We don't see them enough.

We then checked into our motel... a Courtyard by Marriott (we always try to stay at a Marriott - we're rewards members and I like to earn points whenever possible) in Springfield. I had made reservations online and it was the only Marriott in the area that came up. I thought that odd at the time but didn't look farther... come to discover there was a Residence Inn right near the finish. Had only I known!! We would have preferred the Residence Inn - they have a great full breakfast buffet (free w/ your stay). The Courtyard didn't even offer a continental breakfast. No morning paper. Neither of us slept well - with the kiddos either atop me or beneath me, I couldn't get comfortable, and DH felt the bed was lopsided. When the bill arrived Sunday morning, DH was angry about the rate - $145. "The Mandalay Bay in Vegas was less expensive!" My goof. Quadruple bummer!

Fortunately, things began to improve when we met 'Bar' & 'Kong' at PF Changs for dinner. We had made reservations so we were able to get seated immediately and avoid the 2 hour wait! The kids were elated to see them... they nearly climbed over the table and each of us to reach them. They spent nearly the entire meal in their laps! It is a good thing they like children. :)
Curious about what we ordered? ...chicken and veggie lettuce wraps, orange peel beef, kung pao shrimp, shrimp with candied walnuts, garlic noodles, and mongolian beef. Everything was delicious!

After dinner, we spent a little time finding the start and finish areas for our races. We then returned to the motel and did our best to get to bed early. I think I finally dozed off around 9:30 p.m.

We awoke around 5:30 a.m., dressed and checked out. DH and the kiddos then drove me near the start line and dropped me off. They proceeded to McDonald's for a quick breakfast... I gobbled up a Luna bar.

I found Kong at the start line almost immediately. We chatted and 'danced around' for about 20 minutes before the gun. She had purchased a new skort at the expo and had matched it with the race t-shirt. She looked great in green and yellow. She is a UofO alum and definately showed her school spirit. :) I chose to wear black bike style shorts and a turquoise long-sleeved technical shirt.

I had printed out my goal splits for each mile on a strip of paper and I kept it in the pocket of my shorts. Each time I passed a mile marker, I would glance at the strip to assure myself I was on track. The first couple of miles were a tad slower than my goal but I had anticipated this and knew I could make up the difference if all went well.

The first 5 miles or so were in the residental area that surrounds the university campus. I was pleasantly surprised by the number of people who came out to watch us run as they enjoyed their morning coffee. The energy was high and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves as we crossed the footbridge into Alton Baker Park.

There were a number of photographers on the bridge and I attempted to slow up in front of each and give a little smile ... I am anxious to discover whether my attempts were fruitful or in vain.

I felt a slight change in energy as we entered the park and passed the 10K mark. It seemed things were 'serious' now. There was less chit chat amongst the runners. Fewer spectators along the park trail leading into Springfield. As we left the park and entered the residental area, more of the public came out to support us.

After the race, Kong and I discussed the support that Eugene showed for the event. She was disappointed in the number of spectators that came out. I, on the other hand, having run so many trail runs lately, was pleased by the support. On the trail... there is no one but the runners. I shared with her what Kara had stated on her blog. Hopefully, in the years to come, the support will improve.

Despite my efforts pre-race, I was not able to get my family to come out to watch the race. Due to a variety of circumstances (my mom was sick with the flu, my brother & family had another obligation in Portland, my other brother had a bachelor party in Vegas, blah blah blah), my dad was the only one that made it. I originally had asked that he be somewhere by mile 9 (also near his apartment)... but when we learned of how traffic/parking may be difficult, I told him to just go to the finish. He did and I was very happy that he could be there... it means a lot when friends/family come to support you.

For a time (miles 8-12), I was seemingly playing leapfrog with 2 girls in yellow & green tie-dye. They were both wearing headphones and had to nearly scream at one another to converse. At one point, when one was yelling, "How are you feeling?" repeatedly, I thought they were talking to me as I was just a few steps ahead. Nope... she was trying to get the other girl's attention over her music! They really began to get on my nerve when they were complaining about all their aches and pains. I tried to get away from them but to no avail. In the end, they finished about 100m ahead of me. Darn.

When I hit the 12 mile marker, I did my best to push the pace. At the 13 mile marker, I gave it my all. DH said he almost missed me because I was behind a big guy (I was desperately trying to pass him at the end) and he didn't see me. He told me I should go slow across the finish for the photo op... not me... I wanted the best time. :)

After the race, we all went to brunch at Studio One off Agate Street. Nice meal. Great company. I would love to run Eugene again... especially the full marathon as the last 13 miles are all along the river, where Pre trained. Beautiful.

By the Numbers
I finished #387 of 1984 finishers.
The average finishing time was 2:21:43.
Of the 1326 females, I was #135.
In my age group, I was #30 of 212.
The top female finished in 1:12. The top male in 1:06.

She Was a Fast Machine...

I am elated about today's race results. I finished the half in 1:49:51. An average mile pace of 8:23. My girlfriend, 'Kong', finished in 2:04. A PR for us both. :)

Here are my splits (incomplete because for some reason or another I didn't see several of the mile marker signs):

Mile 2 - 18.27.24
Mile 3 - 8.32.74
Mile 5 - 16.57.63
Mile 7 - 16.30.25
Mile 8 - 8.22.70
Mile 11 - 23.36.93
Mile 12 - 8.40.64
Mile 13 - 7.56.89 -- Yippee!
last .1 - 49.56

I am anxious to tell you all about the day - about DDs race - but I'm pooped and still need to get dinner together, etc. Mommy duties never cease. :) I'll post in the morning when I have a few moments of 'free time'. Thanks to all of you who have followed my progress and provided feedback & much needed motivation. You helped make my goal of finishing under 2 hours a reality. Thank you!!

Remember ~ Illustration Friday

I haven't participated in the Illustration Friday challenge for some time. Part of the reason is because the topics/themes have been too difficult. I'm typically not a 'think outside the box' type of person so I wasn't able to come up with an idea for many of the previous themes (Phoenix, Communication, Clear, and Total are just a few). The biggest reason, however, is that I just haven't had the time to actually sit down and illustrate anything. This has frustrated me because I love to draw (biological illustration is what I'm most skilled at - though, I'm certainly just an amaetuer).

Emerita analoga "Sand or Mole Crab" - pencil sketch

This week's topic is "Remember". When I read it in my email, I immediately remembered a time when I had the opportunity to draw frequently, whenever the mood struck. In the summer of 1997, I was taking classes at the Oregon Institute of Marine Biology... a full load of graduate level courses: BI 551 Invertebrate Zoology, BI 507 Marine Biology Seminar, and BI 574 Marine Ecology. I loved the experience of being surrounded by serious students of the sciences & research biologists. It was so fascinating to me. As I listened to the lectures, participated in discussions, and worked on my lab report or a paper, I continually wondered why I hadn't been as 'intrigued and focused' when I was an undergrad.

"Scallop" - colored pencil

Back then, I didn't push myself to achieve high marks. I seldom actually read the reading assignments. I did what I needed to in order to simply pass the course. I suppose it had something to do with the fact that I had to work 30+ hours a week on top of my courseload of 18-20 credits (back then, my determination was more focused upon earning a dual Bachelor degree AND graduating on time - 4 years).

"Scallop" - stippled ink

The following summer, I again immersed myself in the marine science world taking additional graduate level courses: BI 508 Lab-Biological Illustration, BI 508 Lab-Drawing Natural Forms in Color, BI 508 Lab-Biology of Toxic Tides, and BI 557 Biology of Estuaries.

To see more participants in today's challenge, visit Illustration Friday.

A Little Self-Doubt

Okay. Some of my faithful readers are probably wondering "What's up? Is this a running blog or a parenting blog?" Well, truth me told, it is both. However, admittedly, I haven't blogged about running too much lately. Why? To be quite honest, I seemed to have lost my motiviation.

I've been bothered by this realization for some time. I don't know why I haven't felt motivated. My half-marathon is in just 2+ days. But when I look through my training log, I see a trend. In the beginning, before I broke my arm, I was consistenly training (running, swimming or other cross-training) 6 days a week. My mileage base was gradually building. I was excited, motivated and determined. When I broke my arm... things went out the window. Yes... I continued to train (cycling on the recumbant bike 3 days a week), but it wasn't the same.

When the cast came off and I was given the 'go ahead' to begin running again, I hit the road with a vengeance. I jumped right into my training plan where I had left off modifying only the length of my long runs. Then came the Horse Butte 10miler. I went in all pumped up... sure that I could finish in 1:25... an average pace of 8:30. Due to the terrain (hilly, single track trail, etc.), that didn't happen. Instead I finished in 1:30... an average pace of 9:00. This really frustrated me, despite the fact that many of my running/blogging friends assured me that running on trails is more difficult that on pavement.

Something changed. My mind started playing little tricks on me. I started doubting myself. I stopped pushing myself as hard as I had been previously. I started subbing my speed days for an easy day. I started to skip a workout all together because I 'just didn't feel like it'. My training log started showing 2-3 rest days rather than the typical 1. Yes, life got busy, too. We were out of town several times and running wasn't possible (Klamath Falls, Las Vegas). But even when we were home... this was happening.

It began to frustrate me. I've had it in my mind that for the half-marathon on Sunday (Eugene), my goal was to finish under 2 hours... in time to see my daughter run her race. In the beginning, I felt this was a reasonable goal. I felt confidant that I could achieve this because I had successfully run a 23 min 5K (not in a race but in training). Now, however, I am doubting myself. Doubting that I can maintain an 8:30 pace for 13 miles. This self-doubt is what has brought about my declining motivation.

Yesterday... when I dropped the kiddos off at a friend's home so that I could go out for my run, my girlfriend was all pumped up and excited. The day before she had successfully cross-country skied the 8K course for the upcoming Pole Pedal Paddle (she's on my team... doing the Nordic leg of the race) in approx. an hour. She said she was feeling confidant and excited. Since she took it easy, she's confidant she'll be much faster come race day surrounded by other competitors and feeling the adreneline/energy. Her enthusiasm started to rub off on me. I started to get a little excited, too.

I decided then, not to push myself too hard on my run yesterday. Perhaps I've just been pushing too hard. I haven't felt that itchy/antsy desire to run like I did when I tapered for the full marathon back in October. I want that feeling come Sunday. Therefore, I will not be running today or tomorrow. Hopefully, I will wake Sunday morning charged and motivated. I'll certainly let ya'll know. Wish me luck. :)

Must Haves for Mommies ~ Thursday Thirteen

I've seen the Thursday Thirteen challenge on a number of blogs, but this is the first time that I have participated myself. While I've been wanting to participate for some time, I wanted to create this list more for myself, than to participate in another blog-challenge.

With the prevalance of advertising today, there are many products that are sold to parents that I feel are unnecessary and thereby a waste of money... a baby wipe warmer, for example. I mean, really?!

These are the things that I feel I couldn't live without (in no particular order) as a mother.


A JOGGING STROLLER
We all lead, busy, hectic lives. Frequently, in an effort to juggle it all, we are forced to give up exercise, with the impression that "I don't have the time." Shortly after my DD was born, I purchased the jogging stroller pictured here. It enabled me to multi-task. I would plan my run around her nap routine... and thereby exercise while she rested comfortably in the jogger. If we had a dog... I could have hit a triple! I now run with a double jogger... it requires a little more 'umph' to push, but it is certainly worth the effort. :)





CLOTH DIAPERS
Another decision I made with my first-born was to use cloth diapers rather than disposables (although we did use disposables while traveling). I selected Kushies all in ones and thereby didn't have to mess with pins or plastic covers. Not only did we save a lot of money (I laundered them myself, as well)... I know I did my part in conserving natural resources. :)





BOUDREAU'S BUTT PASTE
Boudreaux's Butt Paste was recommended by our pediatrician. It goes on/cleans off easily, has a pleasant scent, and can be used for a number of other skin care needs (dry, cracked hands/feet). As I was using cloth diapers, I rarely had to use it, but when I did... it cleared up diaper rash in just a few applications.




A BOPPY PILLOW
This u-shaped pillow was a God-send, particularly with my first, when I was inexperienced at breast-feeding. The pillow allowed me to prop my daughter up in just the right position, allowing my arms to be free to read or more often, scrapbook! As she got older and I got more skilled at nursing, we didn't use the pillow as much. However, it continued to be employed to help her to sit in an upright position.


A BLANKET FOR SWADDLING
I haven't really experienced the 'sleepless nights' that are so common amongst parents of young children. I believe that is due to the fact that I swaddled my babies every night before bed, and then nursed them to sleep. The wide-open world can be unsettling for a baby who's recently emerged from the closeness of the womb. Swaddling, or wrapping your baby snugly in a blanket, can help her feel secure as she adjusts to her new environment. I found the perfect blanket for swaddling was a large, light-weight, square baby blanket.

I strongly believe that swaddling in the first few weeks, helped my little ones to become good sleepers. My DD slept through the night within the first 2 weeks. HONESTLY! We moved her to her own crib/room during the second month. My little guy took a little longer, but he was in his room, sleeping through the night by month 3. However, he started to climb out of his crib a few months after his first birthday... so we had to get a toddler bed. He now regularly climbs into our bed... I can predict his arrival at my bedside like clockwork, shortly after 12 a.m. I guess he still likes to sleep next to me. But, thankfully, he does go back to sleep immediately.



BOOBIES
Yes. Truly. I could write a term-paper on the benefits of breast-feeding, but here I'll just mention a few commonly overlooked benefits. They freed me from having to carry bottles & formula in a diaper bag, provided mid-night snacks with little to no effort (we were co-sleepers, so I basically just rolled over when baby was hungry), and helped burn unwanted calories! I was lucky to have been able to nurse both my children for 2 years.



A MAYA WRAP
Another indispensable product. I selected the pouch style as it seemed to be the simplest. It is basically a little hammock that slips over my head to carry an infant. It can be worn in a number of positions, but I was most comfortable as shown here. It can also be used to carry children up to 35 lbs, but in my experience, at this point, they preferred to walk themselves.

I love the pouch. My little ones would frequently sleep as I went about my errands (shopping, dining at a nice restaurant, picking up the house, etc.). Some people didn't even realize that I was carrying a baby! After a while, I became skilled at picking up the sleeping angel from the carseat and slipping him into the pouch, without waking him. With the pouch, I never carried a carseat out of the car... thus saving my back from having to carry such an awkward load. The wrap/pouch also kept the baby close to my body... they could hear my heartbeat, feel the warmth of my body. Thereby enabling the baby to feel secure, safe, and comforted just as he did in the womb. There are many different styles and manufacturers of 'baby carriers' available today. But at the time I bought mine, they were relatively unknown. Maya Wraps were the only ones I could find.


FAMILY & FRIENDS
A circle of family and friends was critical ... and still is! I strongly believe it takes a village to raise a child. Family & friends provide encouragement, support, a shoulder to cry on, advice, wisdom, modeling, and the occasional free evening to spend with the hubby. :)

THE INTERNET
Another circle of friends... only much wider. :) The internet has become a major part of my life and I can't really picture life without it anymore. It enables me to connect with people with similiar interests (running, scrapbooking, etc.). When I became a mom for the first time, I spent a lot of time on a forum for mommies with due-dates similiar to my own (I didn't know anyone personally that was pregnant at the time I was - we lived in a small community). Some were first timers, like me. Others were veterans. We shared stories of our visits to the doctor. Our fears and our dreams. It was on this forum that I first learned of the Maya Wrap.

BOOKS, BOOKS, and more BOOKS
I love to read. I want my children to enjoy the written word as well. I have been buying children's books since I was in high school... long before I had children. I have saved them all. For my classroom. For my children. We now read every night before bed (each child selects a book and we read it together before I tuck them in) and many times throughout the day. I can't wait until they are old enough to sit through chapter books. (Oh - another great idea for Thur13 next week!)

STRESS RELIEF
I found that having a creative hobby (scrapbooking) helped me to relieve stress and express myself. I was able to journal about my feelings and record memories I'll cherish forever. Blogging has become a major part of that now. In addition, regular exercise was critical to my sanity (particularly now that I have 2... one, a very energetic little boy).


LOVE & LOGIC
When my daughter was just beginning to walk and talk, I read a book on discipline called Love and Logic Magic for Early Childhood by Jim Fay and Charles Fay, Ph.D. The tools presented helped give me the building blocks I needed to develop a successful discipline style. One of the things I liked best about this 'self-help' book was that it walked me through many "typical issues", providing examples of how I might tackle a situation using the Love & Logic approach (including potty training, daycare, back-talking, whining and many more everyday stresses faced by parents of toddlers).


The major premise is that the child is provided with choices. Many choices. So, throughout the day I am constantly asking the kids, "Would you like apples or carrots with your lunch?" "Would you prefer to walk by yourself or to be carried?" "Would you like to leave NOW or in ten minutes?" "Do you want to stay and play with your friends or do you want to go home?" "Which pair of pants do you want to wear today?" "Do you want to pick up the toys yourself or do you want me to do it for you (we've already established in previous confrontrations that if I have to do it... the toys will likely end up in the trash can... another Love & Logic tip) ?"


Then, when push comes to shove, and they don't want to make a choice, I give them to the count of 3 and if they still haven't chosen, then I make the choice for them. On rare occasions, if an argument pursues, I say something like, "Have I given you lots of choices today?" "Have you been able to do what you want most of the day (I'll list some examples)?" .... then "Well. Now it is my turn to make a choice."


There are also strategies for using 'Time Out' effectively. What to do when traveling in a car. I absolutely love this approach. It takes the stress of the situation away from me... and puts the learning on them! I am frequently complimented on my discipline style. Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Friends... all have commented on how I am consistent. I follow through. When I say I'm going to do something, I do it. For example, when my little guy pushes or hits, I'll say to him, "That was not nice. We don't hurt friends. You need to say your sorry. (I pause to allow him an opportunity to apologize, then...) If you don't say you're sorry when I get to 3, you will go to 'Time Out'." (I slowly count.) "Ohh. I'm sorry. You need to go to 'Time Out'. When you are ready to be nice, when you are ready to apologize, you may come out" (I state this as I'm excorting him to the bathroom... I use the bathroom because I can always find one - at a restaurant, at the dance studio, at a friend's house). Sometimes it takes awhile. Sometimes we go back to 'Time Out' numerous times. It can feel rather uncomfortable, particularly when I'm in public. But in the end, he apologizes. All the while, I've maintained my cool. I haven't lost my temper.


As a teacher, I was familiar with the philosophy of Love & Logic but had never really taken the time to research it more fully. Now, I kick myself for not having read it earlier. I have since purchased additional titles (Parenting with Love & Logic and Parenting Teens with Love & Logic) and often refer to them when I'm presented with re-occurring issues that stump me. Their website also provides a forum to discuss strategies/issues with other parents. Invaluable. :)

My Dream Job ~ CHBM Carnival #28

What is my dream job? To tell you the truth, I can not decide upon just one job. My dream job is actually a combination of two very distinct careers but fortunately, they do mesh very nicely.

1. Science Teacher

I'm proud to say that I have had the fortunate opportunity to work as an elementary science teacher for 4 years. In that time, I also worked with high school science students (they served as field guides & 'teachers' on on our annual field trips). It was an amazing job - teach science to 4th-6th grade students, all hands-on learning! Fun for me! Fun for the students!

2. Research Biologist

In the summer of 2001, I had the opportunity to live the life of a research biologist as part of an Earthwatch team. I have a fondness for insects and have always wanted to see the rainforest, I therefore selected the "Rainforest Caterpillars" expedition in Ecuador. Dr. Lee Dyer, Department of Ecology & Evolutionary Biology at Tulane University, was the lead scientist on this project.

Here is a summary of the project taken from Earthwatch's website:
"Perched on the east slope of the Andes above the Amazon basin, the cloud forest of Ecuador hosts thousands of different caterpillar species, and an equally impressive diversity of plants. Caterpillars in Ecuador and elsewhere have a variety of strategies designed to break through plant defenses and protect against parasites and predators. Whether they grow stinging 'hairs', develop immunity to specific plant toxins, or frantically wiggle their way to freedom, these caterpillars must figure out how to keep the food sources coming without becoming food themselves. At Yanayacu, you can help Dr. Lee Dyer study how the survival strategies of caterpillars, plants, and parasites are affected by a changing climate. This data will be compared with that collected at Dyer's research sites in Costa Rica, Arizona, and Louisiana painting an ecological picture that spans the hemisphere.

You'll work with Dyer and a team of researchers from Ecuador and around the globe, collecting both healthy and parasitic caterpillars as well as host plants. In the open-air laboratory, you'll help rear caterpillars at all stages of their life cycles and record their relationships with plants and parasites. When you're not unrolling leaves in search of telltale caterpillar signs or labeling specimens in the lab, you can enjoy striking views of the cloud-covered Andes, scan the trees in the neighboring Antisana Reserve for some of Ecuador's over 1,550 bird species, or chat with other researchers staying at the station.

The Yanayacu Biological Station serves as a base for researchers studying the many plants, birds, spiders, caterpillars and other unique species of the cloud forest. Ecuadorian staff members will prepare typical Latin American fare for you at the station, where you will share a basic room with one to five other team members. The station offers hot water showers, flush toilets, generator-powered electricity, and a computer room with limited internet access."

Check out Dyer's caterpillar website for more information on these intriguing critters.


So in essense, I've lived my dream job, although for only a short time. When my children are older, I look forward to returning to the classroom (part-time? as a volunteer science teacher?). I love exploring the world around me, learning how our natural world interacts. Even more, I love sharing this love with young children. :)

Family Heritage ~ CHBM Photo Friday

I love this week's topic for Photo Friday... coincidentally, I had mentioned a few weeks ago that I would post a little about my family history. I've been fortunate to have access to hundreds of photographs of my ancestors. Even more exciting is the fact that there has been a 'genealogist' in each generation of my family so not only do we have photos... we have the stories to accompany them. As you may have guessed, I'm the family historian for my generation. :) The following photos are some of my favorite... I've included a brief summary for each to put them into context.

Lars was born on the 1st of July 1855, in Hardanger, Norway. As a young man, he found work on a farm. It was here that he met Martha. He worked the farm for about 6 years before they were married. Martha, soon thereafter began plotting for how to get to America. Her brother, Samson, sent her a ticket, which surely put Lars on the spot as he was not richer than Martha, but finally made the price of a ticket. [This photo of Lars & Martha was taken in the late early 1900s]

Their first child, Kanutta, was born on July 5, 1885, approximately one month after arriving in Story City, Iowa. A few years after their arrival, they purchased 80 acres nearby and began farming it. It was in 1896 that Lars sold his farm on the prairie and signed up for 120 acres of land in Glen Flora, Wisconsin

Lars was a rugged individual, about 5'8" of normal weight, approximately 165 pounds and reddish brown hair. It was very difficult for him to speak English, although he readily adapted himself to his new surroundings, spending much of his time logging and hewing railroad ties. He was also a road builder and did a great deal of stone mason work. Many bridge abutments in the vicinity of Glen Flora were put in by him. He also made stone foundations for many houses and barns.

In July of 1900, Kanutta married Ole, who had come to the United States from Kragero, Norway as a young seaman. [This photo is of his father, Jens]

As a young man, Jens apprenticed in blacksmithing for four years and an additional two years as a toolsmith. He helped with the harvest in the fall and also worked at sawmilling. Following in the footsteps of his children, he left Norway in April of 1891 and moved to Glen Flora, Wisconsin to be near his family.

This is the youngest son of Jens. He also came to the United States as a young man (he was 19). He worked as a timber cruiser and surveyor for a few years in Wisconsin and Montana. Later he came to live with my dad's family in Portland, Oregon. During this time, he cared for a small herd of goats, just as he had done as a child in Norway.

This is a photo of my dad and his siblings around 1949.
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The family we protray at the homestead is based upon my own family's history. I'm hoping to get started again next month.

To those who ran Boston...

Congratulations!

I watched the race on Versus and while I was enraptured by the elites (I was so rooting for Deena Kastor [#1 in the world and vying to become the first American woman to win here since Lisa Larsen-Weidenbach in 1985...she would finish fifth with 2:35:09] and felt for her when she began to drop back; I was excited for Madai Perez of Mexico who placed third with 2:30:16), the most exciting part of the race was keeping tabs on how my friends were doing as they ran 'their' race.

Way to Go, Lillie! You rocked Boston... 3:29:19 !! Super fast!

I hope to someday run Boston myself... but I have a lot of work to do to get there. :)

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I swam 2000m on Monday (800m warmup followed my 6x200m freestyle - slow and steady).

Yesterday, after a 15 minute warmup, I tried to do some hill work but the little ones didn't want to watch... I ended up doing just 7 hill repeats (America's Running Routes shows the hill at just .05 miles - so it probably wasn't worth the effort... I need to find a longer hill close to home). I then proceeded to do some speed play or fartleks. I did 12 minutes of 1 minute all out followed by 1 minute easy. Then a 10 minute cooldown. All total, I think I covered about 4.5 miles.

Today, I would normally go swimming w/ Masters but my dad is coming to visit and I am watching a friends little one in the afternoon (so my princess doesn't have Karate today)... thus, swimming is the only reason to leave the house. I felt like staying home, so that is what we did. The kids and I did some digi-scrapping and toy-playing instead. :) Cross-fit tonight??

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My princess participated in the CrossFit for Kids competition the first week of April. She placed 3rd for her age group! Congratulations Sweetie! I'm still trying to figure out how to get the video off the camera and onto the PC (the software it came with stinks and we haven't invested in an alternative yet).

Fairy Dance

Gold Bond Powder

Submitted to Photo Friday Challenge "When Kids are Quiet" at Crazy Hip Blog Mamas on 20 Aug 2007.

The Bellagio

I So Want a Garmin

I finally got my long run in... and I'm feeling more prepared for the half-marathon in 2 weeks. As I was underway, I planned a route that I estimated to be somewhere between 13 and 14 miles. My assumption was that it was closer to 13 and I was feeling confidant about my pace.

I ran along the D.River Trail to the new BH bridge, where upon I continued for an additional 2.43 miles around the old mill district (this part of the route has been measured and there are signs along the trail that state the exact mileage). I run the trail portion frequently (generally every Thr) and I know that it is about 5.92-6.0 miles. To connect the two portions, I'm guessing I have to run at least another .5 miles.

When I get to the half-way point (again, I'm guessing where that point may be), I hit the split button on my watch, 41:17. When I get back home again, I hit the split button again, 41:56. At this point, I'm guessing I have covered about 9 miles at an approx. 9.11 pace.

I then add on another short loop (one I do rather regularly) that I know is 4 miles. I've even marked this route in mile increments, and therefore know that I ran the first mile of this loop in 8:00 flat! Cool. I start to wonder if I can maintain this pace for the next (and final) three. I try... but start to feel sluggish my the 3rd mile.

When I get home, my split for the last 4 miles was 35:42. An average pace of 8.55. A negetive split! 13 miles in 1:58:57. Sweet!

I'm feeling quite spent... I know I pushed myself and I'm feeling very fatigued. All I want to do is lay down and take a nap, but that isn't possible as DH (who also spent 3 hours working out on the slopes earlier this morning) also wants to nap and it is my turn to watch the kiddos. Too bad, the kiddos don't nap much themselves anymore. It would've been nice to all lie down together for some zzzzzz's.

So, instead... I log on and check the route (once again - I check everytime I run - even if it is the same course I've ran in the past - I'm nerotic that way) on America's Running Routes. It reports the route measures 12.6 miles. Huh!? That stinks. So now my pace for the first 2/3 turns out to be 9.37. Still a negative split but not as good overall. I wish I had had a Garmin tell me this on route. I could've run a tad more...pushed a tad harder.

An Armadillo and Krispy Kremes

We returned home yesterday afternoon. Vegas was fun and relaxing. Rest has definately been nice. :)

Mandalay Bay charges $27 to use their fitness room!!! I wasn't about to pay that... so I did a CrossFit workout in our room on Wednesday afternoon. I used the cushioned foot rest as an 'exercise ball' with my feet braced beneath the mattress to do back extensions (as part of the warm-up). I then proceeded with a CF workout that requires little equipment and therefore fit my circumstances. I almost did the complete workout as prescribed but had to sub 'lunges' for 'pull-ups' as I didn't have the ability to improvise in the room. "Barbara" should have been 20 pull-ups and 30 push-ups, but I'm still trying to ease into the stress on my wrist.

Barbara-esque (5 rounds for time):
20 push-ups
30 lunges
40 sit-ups
50 squats
I completed the 5 rounds in 35:?? I was tired when I was done though, and since DH was at a conference session, I took a short nap. I started to feel a little sore by the following evening, typical of a CF workout.

Weather in Vegas was yucky. A dust storm came in so swimming & sunbathing were out as was running outdoors. I had intended to run up and down the stairwell on Thursday, but elected to chill with DH instead. We did a lot of 'brisk walking' up and down the strip, though. :)

Wed night we went out to dinner at PFChangs (DH's favorite) and I enjoyed 3 yummy mojitos (one raspberry mojito at Red White & Blue w/in Mandalay Bay before we departed and two pear mojitos at Changs). I started to get a little silly so I drew the line there. Fortunately, I had plenty of food in the belly so there were no ill effects. I'm on a quest now, though, for those recipes. Anyone with a great mojito recipe - please post it in the comments section! Share!!! :)

Thr night was the 'costume party' as part of the conference. It was at the House of Blues w/in Mandalay Bay. Great food. Great music. Great company. I dressed up as one of those girls that brings you drinks while you gamble... no, not really. But I did look HOT! I wore a black, skin tight strapless dress with fishnet stockings and strappy black heels. I noticed several guys looking me over. Hee Hee :)

The best thing about this little getaway, besides the frequent, uninterupted naps, was the ability to actually have a converation with my husband. No distractions... well... I can't actually say that is true - his phone did interrupt a few times - but it was nice to have an adult conversation. To not worry about where the little ones were running off to... what they were getting into... etc.

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Before we departed, my little princess requested that I bring her an Armadillo. I was quite surprised by this request (I don't exactly know where the fascination with Armadillos developed) and also quite concerned I would be unsuccessful locating one... so in preparation for failure, I had been assured by her, "Oh. I would like any small animal that I don't already have."

Upon arrival, it became my mission to find an Armadillo. Within Mandalay Bay, there are a number of shops... the first one I came upon was coincidently a toy store. When we entered, I was immediately distracted by some costumes (NASA, Airplane Pilot, Firefighter - thinking of my little buddy and gathering ideas for Halloween) so DH asked the clerk if they had Armadillos (he's always in the 'Let's get this over with' mind set and not too keen on leisurely browsing). He was told that they did not, so after another moment or two, we departed. We visited each of the other stores that looked promising but failed each time. As we were walking back to our room, I thought I'd stop at the toy store again, this time to gather ideas for 'Plan B' that was sure to be needed.

I started to browse through the stuffed animals in search of 'another small animal' and would you believe it? I found an Armadillo!! I was shocked! I spoke with my princess the next morning and informed her that I had a surprise for her. Her first thought was, "Is it an Armadillo?!"

When we returned home, I got out the video camera in anticipation of her reaction (we missed her reaction at Christmas and I didn't want to miss it this time as I anticipated it would be very similiar). She opened the bag very calmly and serenly. When she pulled him out she said, "But, I wanted a real one."

"Huh?! Oh my! Sorry, honey. I don't know if an Armadillo would make a very good pet. You do like it, though, right?" She assured me she did... giving it a hug. A short time thereafter, my little buddy showed me the new Diego book that Grandma had read to them in our absence (I'd left a gift bag with a few new books, toys, and activities). In it, there is a story of an Armadillo and together, my sweeties covered their head and rolled on the ground like Armadillos, just as Diego had showed them. So cute!

"Remember the Velveteen Rabbit? If you love the Armadillo like the little boy loved the rabbit, it will become real, too."

We also brought home a dozen Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I'd I known how many people would offer to buy a doughnut from me on our return, I would have bought more! I could have made a fortune! Certainly more than I could've made gambling... I stink at the slots/tables. I gambled $1 ... for Wes ... at the roulette table ... and lost. Sorry, Wes.

Unmotivated & Preoccupied

This past week has been quite unusual for me - I typically only allow myself one rest day (two at the most). This week there were THREE. To top it off, every day was a relatively EASY day (in comparison to my normal routine.

Mon 2nd - 15 min on bike + CrossFit "Angie"
Tue 3rd - Rest (felt lazy)
Wed 4th - Swim 1150m (400m warmup; 6x50m; 8x50m on 3:00)
Thr 5th - 6 miles easy (average pace 8:35)
Fri 6th - Rest (normal rest day + we drove to Portland)
Sat 7th - 4 miles easy (should've done more - wanted to spend time w/friends)
Sun 8th - Rest (normal long run day, with friends/family for Easter)
Total ~ 13 miles

This week has started out more typical.

Mon 9th - Swim 1650m (700m warmup; 250m; 3x50; 150m; 5x50; 100m 1x50)
Tue 10th - 6 miles w/stroller (average pace 9:50/5th mile at 7:51)
Wed 11th - goal: 3-4 easy
Thr 12th - goal: 15 min warm/cool & 8x800 at 3:55
Fri 13th - Rest
Sat 14th - goal: 5-6 easy
Sun 15th - goal: 12-14 long

I'm seemingly bogged down with little things I need to get done. DH and I are headed to Vegas tomorrow for a conference - my mom is going to watch the kiddos!
My first time away from my babies EVER!

A Dream for the Future ~ CHBM Photo Friday

It's Photo Friday at Crazy Hip Blog Mamas and today's theme is 'Secret Dreams'. I have many dreams... one of which is to travel to Norway (although it isn't so secret). I would love to see the fjords and meet distant relatives. I'm 4th generation American but still +50% Norwegian - both my parents' grandparents emigrated from Norway in the early 1900s. I've been in touch with several of my distant cousins and am anxious to someday meet them in person.

I'm currently away from home (we went to the big city for Easter & are staying with friends) but when I return, I'll post a more lengthy narrative of my family history. Geneaology is one of my passions and I have been developing a 'Family Legacy' scrapbook album for each branch of my family. Some lines can be traced back to the 1200s.

A Surprise for Wes

The photos you posted on your blog, Wes, inspired me to create a little something for you. Enjoy! :)

P.S. I can email a higher res. copy so you may print at your local photo developer.

Feeling Lazy Yet Creative Too

I was feeling physically lazy today (still a little sore from Monday's CF workout and the hills the day before) so I decided not to do the speed work on my training plan. In fact, I ended up not doing anything more than lifting my little ones into the car as we went to karate this afternoon.

Instead, I sat in front of my computer and scrapbooked 6 pages! Yoo hoo! I've posted a couple for your viewing pleasure. :)

A Cross Fit Family

I only had an hour today due to other obligations & lack of childcare. I thereby elected to do today's CrossFit WOD:
"Angie" as prescribed:
100 pull-ups
100 push-ups
100 sit-ups
100 squats

Because of my recent wrist injury & due to the fact that I'm new to CrossFit (just started 2 weeks ago)... I had to make some modifications. I used the lat/high row machine at 50# for the pull-ups, I did crunches for the sit-ups, and I broke up the push-ups (I did 30 after the pull-ups, then I did the sit-ups, 30 more sit-ups, the squats, then the final 40 sit-ups... I also put my knees down). It took me 21:57 to complete the cycle. I'll likely only get slower rather than faster, I imagine, as I slowly decrease the modifications.

Following the WOD, I did 15 min of cardio on the recumbant bike. I always choose the 'cross-country' program because the intensity is varied (1-14) and thereby provides a great workout. I covered 3.03 miles, burned 90 calories, and my heartrate was 141 average/154 maximum. Not too bad for such a short time.

Between my princess's dance & karate classes (we don't normally do both on the same day, but she was making up a dance class she missed 2 weeks ago when we were out of town), we went to the park and she did her own CrossFit for Kids workout.

"Fran"
12-9-6
#3 dumbell thrusters
assisted pull-ups

Her time was 2:58. She was excited to do the routine. She has been routinely sitting in my lap as I review the CF website and view the many exercise videos. I was impressed with her determination. I videotaped one round... I'll post it when I can. :)

Footing not Speed

On a whim, I decided to participate in the Horse Butte 10miler this morning. I peeked at the results from last years race and thought I might have a chance to place in the top 10 (amongst the women that is) if I could maintain an 8.20 mile pace. It seemed doable considering the fact that I ran a 23 min 5K (pace of 7.11) on Tue and averaged a 8.18 pace on a 6 mile tempo run the week before.

When I awoke this morning, I thought to myself that 8.20 might be too fast for 10 miles so I decided to go with 8.30. I wrote out my mile splits on a slip of paper and slipped it into my pocket. I gathered my race gear (timex, road id, camelbak, a gel pack, and lip balm) and loaded the kiddos and hubby into the car.

DH complained about the gravel road. He complained about the race fee (I had to pay an extra $10 for day of registration - I had wanted to pre-register 2 weeks ago but he said he didn't know what the plans were so I didn't - wasn't even certain that I'd be able to participate until yesterday). He debated about what he should do with the kiddos during the run (go back home or stay and watch) - I'm getting the feeling I am inconviencing him. He dropped subtle hints that he'd like me back asap (first he said 1:20, then 1:10, then as I approached the start line, his goal time for me was down to 1 hour... I wish!). I am a little frustrated by this. I don't know if he is kidding or is sincere.

My little princess reminds me to be careful where I step. "Don't fall, Mama. Don't hurt yourself." Sweet. While I was getting dressed, she gave me a pink & purple string she had earlier tied to her wrist as a bracelet. "It's to make you go fast, Mama." She asked that I carry it with me. I tied it onto my watch. Sweet. Kids are awesome! :)

Just before the race began, the 'starter' gave a few welcoming remarks on the loud speaker and said something about the course not being well marked. "We know it isn't 26 miles but we are pretty sure it is more than 15. We are sorry about this...." a pause for dramatic effect... then "April Fools. Rest assured the course is well marked and there is even an aide station. However, most of the course is a single-track trail and is rather hilly, particularly at the beginning."

Hmmmm. Things go well the first mile or so. I am drafting behind another woman about my age and I am hoping to stay with her all the way. About 1/3 of the way in, after a couple hills and a few near stumbles, I decide to change my strategy once again. I begin to chant to myself, "Footing is more important than speed. Don't worry about your place or your time. Don't fall! Footing, not Speed!" I have to repeat this to myself numerous times.

About 1/2 way, I develop a stitch in my side. I haven't dealt with those since high school and I can't seem to get this one to go away. Breathing was becoming a bit of a struggle as a result. I hear another runner behind me. I am feeling a sharp pain in my side so I decide to step off the track, pinch my side just under my right ribs (where the pain is the strongest) and I bend over...wait a few minutes... it worked! I return to the trail. However, in just these few moments, about 6-8 runners pass me, most of them women! Urgh!

I want to speed up and catch them but I know this would do me in so I maintain a steady pace. At the aide station, I'm told there are approx. 4 miles to the finish. Good news. There have been no mile markers thus far so I have no idea if I've been running too fast or too slow. My watch says 49.14 - if I've truly covered 6 miles - I'm relatively pleased.

The single track trail is hardest on my ankles. The uneven footing and constant swerving around sage brush, rocks and grass ruts begin to take their toll. Single-track trails are harder than open, flat road. Right? With about 1-2 miles to go, I get passed by 4 other women. I'm frustrated now. I so wanted to do well. Obviously, today was not my day.

About .2 miles from the finish, there is a split in the road. One goes left downhill and the other goes a little farther and then curves to the left around the corner. I elect to follow those in front of me and go past the downhill. As I approach the finish line, another runner (male) comes out from my left and finishes ahead of me. Huh!? Where did he come from??

I throw my hands up in confusion. DH is there taking photos and he says something to me (I didn't catch it then but apparantly he wanted to catch my 'reaction' on camera and wanted me to 'repeat it'... oops). The spectators along the side seem just as confused as me... my concern was that I 'took a short cut' and would thereby be eliminated. But come to find out, I actually ran a short distance LONGER than necessary. Oh well.

As DH hands me my jacket, he says, "Why so slow? You said you'd be back in an hour twenty....[No. What I had said was last years female winner finished under 1:20. I was HOPING to finish in 1:25.] The kids are freezing." On the drive home, my princess asks, "Why didn't you get a prize, Mama? Why did you go slow." [Urgh! Thanks DH! "Honey, this race doesn't give prizes. I didn't run slow. I ran the best I could today. Sometimes we win and sometimes we don't. The important thing is that we enjoy it and have fun."

My unofficial time was 1:30.55. An average of 9.0 min per mile. Bummer. I've returned to reality. I've got a lot of work to do to be able to run 8.30 for 26.2!