Monday, September 12, 2011

I am so happy that September is here! Fall is absolutely my most favorite season. I am not the only around here who is excited looking forward to cooler temperatures, though. In the future, I should probably not buy Allie any fall clothes or a winter coat while it is still warm, because then I end up with a little girl who insists on either wearing long sleeves and pants when it is 98 degrees, or wearing a winter coat with nothing else.Allie and Noah started preschool a couple weeks ago and they both seem to love it. It's a four hour day, with Allie going two days a week and Noah going three. I thought Allie might cry the first day at least, but she barely glanced at Steve and me as we walked out the door. When I picked her up, I asked one of her teachers if Allie had been sad at all, and she said, "Not even for a minute!"
Several people have asked me if I felt sad, dropping my baby off at preschool. Although I certainly adore her and love spending time with her, I really wasn't a bit sad. It may be different when she starts kindergarten or something, but for now, the idea of having eight hours every single week all to myself is just too exciting for me to be sad. After more than seven and a half years of doing all our grocery shopping with the kids, I can now finally go grocery shopping all by myself! Huzzah!

My marathon training is going okay. The marathon is just over a month away at this point. Several weeks ago I ran 20 miles, my farthest so far, and it was rough. The last three miles were kind of on the miserable side, and I didn't do much but lay in bed for most of the day after I got back. Ever since then, I have been a little more nervous about the marathon. This weekend I will be going 22 miles, and I am definitely wishing it were already over. I ran a half marathon a couple weeks ago, which I really loved, although that's another thing that is making me more anxious about the marathon. While the half marathon was great, I didn't really want to turn around and run it again right away, you know? Anyway, Steve took this picture of me in the half, right before I crossed the finish line. I am the one in the purple shirt. I finished in two hours, six minutes, and six seconds.

7 comments:

David said...

You look like you're giving an excited (imaginary) fist bump to someone as you finish your race.

Katie said...

good job sarah!! that's definitely a finishing time to be proud of, although just finishing at all is a feat!

Do you have a road crew for your marathon?? If you can send me the details I'll do my best to be there at a couple of points along the race to cheer you on, and best of all, bring you orange slices and bananas and biofreeze. Oranges taste just like HEAVEN and RAINBOWS after 20 miles of running. :)

Mom said...

Katie, Tom and I are planning to come to Sarah's race. We have fond memories of cheering on my dad at a couple of his marathons. I didn't know the part about bringing snacks, though, so I'm glad you mentioned it!

Of course, I also loved the pictures of your little cutie-pies!

Pop said...

Keep up the hard work! I am very proud and amazed.

Laura said...

I recognize the predicament of fall clothes in summer ;) One of my littles doesn't mind the longer sleeves/pants, so she wears them all year long. Sometimes, it just makes me hot.

Too funny what you are excited about once you get some mama-only time. I know what you mean, though!

Best wishes for your marathon!

Grandma Bert said...

I'll be thinking of you on Sat.am. It won't be hot and that should be a help but to me it just seems like an event that is so hard and if you did it nothing else would seem impossible. The kids looked darling on the first day of school. Thanks for the pic.

Nicki said...

You're doing great-I'm sure you will be fine.