This momming thing sucks donkey butt sometimes. My first son is now fourteen. He is also severely ADHD. Right now WE are all battling his ADHD, immaturity, hyperactivity, hormones/puberty and anything else you care to throw in that toilet of teenagerdum(b). (Yes, I've decided Webster's words aren't accurate enough to convey my thoughts so I'm… Continue reading Ride to Escape the Cesspool of Teenagerdum(b)
I am signed up for the TriGator Super Sprint that takes place in two weeks. Why? Because I'm crazy as hell apparently. The Super Sprint is a 250 meters swim, a 3.4 mile bike ride, and a 1.1 mile run. Totally doable. I think it will be a good prep for the sprint I am… Continue reading Putting It All Together: Swim-Bike-Run
It was run day. I had to go to the office and work a little first. Blah. However, when I was done there I was like a kid at recess time as I busted out the door to go for a run. Wha???? Whoa! That was me! Me? Clearly my body has been invaded by… Continue reading I Run. Sort of.
