Cheers to the Freakin’ Weekend

Per usual, I am copying Life According to Steph’s style and I’ve decided I want to start doing a weekend recap every Monday.  Hopefully I can be consistent. So here goes nothing.

On Friday, I self-imposed an early dismissal from work at 12:30 pm so by 1 pm the hubby and I were on the road to the shore.  My brother and his family were visiting and had arrived on Thursday night and the my in-laws had taken the boys to be with their cousins while we worked half a day.  It worked out perfectly.  When we arrived my older son, Desmond was playing awesomely with my youngest nephew Julian.  They’re only 5 months apart from each other so it was only a matter of time that they would gravitate towards each other.  My little one, still feverish, was excited to see his mama but he also was playing with all the boys as well, it was adorable.  We went to an early dinner and headed straight to the beach.  The boys played at the water’s edge until the little ones got tired.

We were able to put all the kids down to sleep and have some adult time on the top deck of the house.  It was awesome.  Great conversation, great beer and champagne.  It was just nice to hang with other adults without having little ones to attend to.

On Saturday morning, we made breakfast and let the kids play in the garage hello – bouncy house! My brother and I went for a run (3.3 miles yay!) and then we joined my hubby and sister-in-law with the kids on the bay.  We did a little drag netting and brought the kids home for naps.  We took our little one with us to lunch, while my generous mother in-law stayed with my oldest nephew.  We thought Des was going to nap as well and left him in our room to nap but when we came back he was wide away jumping away in the bouncy house.  We rounded up the kids and went down to the beach.

The water was colder than the day before and the waves were rougher.  There was a long board classic surfing competition going on, so the beach was crowded but it was entertaining.  I took a quick nap while my husband ran the kids ragged on the beach.  Then back home for dinner and a movie for the kids.  Since Des didn’t nap he became a handful  so we took him for a walk and he passed out in the stroller.  Is it bad that I had this huge sense of relief when he fell asleep?  #sorrynotsorry   Once bedtime was settled, we went for a walk to get ice cream and ended the night in the hot tub.

On Sunday morning, my brother and the family left in the late morning.  We took the kids to the playground by the bay for one last hurrah and were able to get this great picture:


Afterwards we ended up taking a walk before lunch at the Port Hole and both kids napped in their strollers.  Of course we had to document it:


We stayed later then normal but had these amazing views of sunset on the way home:

Yesterday would have been my father’s birthday. Being with my brother this weekend was the best way I knew how to celebrate it.  He would have been so happy to see our families together.  Happy Birthday Dad, we miss you so much!

Happy Rainy Monday.

Batona Trail Series


On Sunday January 8, I completed the final leg of the Batona Trail series.  I knew nothing about the Batona Trail prior to signing up.  My exposure was limited to speeding by the forest on the way to Long Beach Island for the weekend.   It seemed like a desolate place for motor cross and four-wheeling, all I ever saw were bikes and jeeps on the sidetrails. I definitely would have never thought it could be a pretty place to run. Now that I have seen the entire 53 miles of trails, I have a new found respect for the area and the ever-changing beauty of nature.

The series begins in September and finished up in early January. The monthly runs range from 8-13.5 miles.  Back in September I was dragging during the first 8 mile run.  It was before my first postpartum half marathon.  Even the 13.5 mile leg after my half marathon took more effort then I remembered.   But by the time December came around, I felt strong at the end of 20 miles (instead of carpooling from the end to the beginning we just ran out and back to get more miles in).  It’s a considerable difference how my running has improved and how my body can handle the long runs.  I am starting to feel more like myself and it feels amazing.

Although, at the end of the final run in January I felt like I had cinder blocks on my feet – you couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.  The trails were covered in fresh snow.  It was picture perfect like something out of a movie.   I felt like a kid discovering something new. I just couldn’t stop smiling.  It was my first experience running in snow and it could not have been any better.  Although the weather was somewhere around 10 degrees the trees protected us from the 20 mph winds.  We were isolated in this amazing labyrinth of white except it wasn’t difficult to follow thanks to the faster runners ahead of me.   My theme for 2017 is to get out of my comfort zone and try things I wouldn’t normally do and running in the snow in 10 degrees is definitely one of them.  It was astonishing.

Definitely excited for more adventures in 2017.  Thanks for reading.