A Chip Off the Old Block

Today was our girl's first track meet! Honestly, out of all of the things that I thought I'd be most excited about as her mom, I wouldn't have guessed it would be this, but here we are!  She ran in the third heat of the girls' 100 meters.  I'm trying to remember, but I think the first heats are the slower runners, and the later you get, the faster the runners. You know, save the best for last.  

In case you didn't know, I ran track and cross country in high school, and I was good.  I was seventh in the state for girls' 800 meters and tenth for girls' cross country, and I had multiple scholarship offers to run in college, including one from Harvard.  Mandeville High School boys and girls track and cross country teams were consistently in the top five in the state. I believe the year that I placed 10th, our team came in first. Hey, I don't often brag, so this is my moment to gloat.

Her next meet will be at my alma mater so I'm sure that I'll take an even more in-depth trip down memory lane. Training year-round for a high school team is much different than for a short season for an elementary school team, but if she's inspired to take up running as a hobby, I'll be right there alongside her! Her dad and Merle will likely join us, so it can be a family affair.    

  

The Toddler and the Tweenager

People aren't lying when they tell you that time goes by so fast when you're raising kids. We suddenly have a tween in our midst. The attitude started several months before her most recent birthday, but I feel like now that she's officially in that age bracket, everything has been amplified.  

Merle is like having a toddler - he's into everything while we're gone. He won't turn two until this August. I know his puppy habits won't magically disappear when he has his birthday, but maybe they'll start to ween themselves out.  

Lent started yesterday, and I decided to give up more sugar than I usually do for the season.  Walking Merle has helped me lose five pounds in about two and a half months, but I'd like to lose at least five more. Wine, especially white wine, has a decent amount of sugar in it.  Last night, all I wanted was a piece of chocolate for dessert!  The way things have gone today, I wonder if I'll last all forty days without anything sweet besides fruit; which brings up an interesting point.  As I type this, I'm trying to rationalize giving up wine - grapes are fruit, and I'm not giving up apples, pears, citrus, berries, or any other type of natural sweets...  

I think I'll go do a face mask and try to relax.