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setting'/><category term='running'/><category term='Eco-Runner'/><category term='Dimity McDowell'/><category term='Here We Go'/><category term='MARATHON WOMAN'/><category term='space blanket'/><category term='Kirk Werner'/><category term='Elie Kreiger'/><category term='inspirational women'/><category term='Baker and Taylor'/><category term='Hanging in There'/><category term='vote'/><category term='hooping'/><category term='Friday Flashbacks'/><category term='potty training'/><category term='Jamba Juice'/><category term='Gal to Gal Virtual Walk'/><category term='Pipi Longstocking'/><category term='Developmental Assets'/><category term='Eugene Marathon'/><category term='Jennifer Tai'/><category term='Reggae'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Cup &apos;o Noodles'/><title type='text'>Girl Who Loves to Run</title><subtitle type='html'>Author Brianna K. Grant's thoughts on running and life-balance related experiences.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>263</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8643429384023408259</id><published>2010-04-26T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:45:40.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Like a Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BodyHoops'/><title type='text'>My Brain is Still in California</title><content type='html'>My last post was on the 10th, which is . . . how many days ago? What day is today? Who am I? Where do I live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nut shell since the 10th, I've:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had an amazing book signing with fellow-author, Sarah Bowen Shea (photos to post when I can figure out what "safe" place I tucked them in)&lt;br /&gt;- nursed a sick kid back to health&lt;br /&gt;- hosted my mother-in-law for 4 days&lt;br /&gt;- done the regular "Mom" stuff&lt;br /&gt;- nursed a hurt foot&lt;br /&gt;- traveled to Ojai, CA for 3 days of BodyHoops Teacher Training (ie., hours and hours of hoop dancing/move learning/lesson plan learning/etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from the last adventure sometime after 11PM last night. Based on how well today has gone, I do believe I left my brain in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fatigue and the challenge of getting back into "mom mode" after a long weekend away, I'm really quite excited about things to come. My plan is to arrange several 6-session hoop classes for children starting in the fall. I'll likely organize to hold some adult classes, too, depending upon how things unfold these next few months. First I need to polish my hoop moves, but since I'm now hooping daily, I'm hopeful that my skills will be up to par by the time I get all of the business details worked out (insurance, location, costs, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough about how amazing the weekend in Ojai was. It was the first time for as long as I can remember that I was truly out on my own from start to finish - including driving myself to and from the airport. I'm over 30, but I haven't ever done the rental car thing on my own (either my husband or one of my parents has been along for any rental car excursions with me), driven down a 12 lane highway in California, stayed in a hotel on my own or eaten more than one meal a week at a restaurant alone. But last weekend I did it all. And thanks to my GPS (awesome "little" invention), I navigated from Burbank to Ojai and back without fail, slipping in some dining adventures along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher training (I did Level 1 &amp;amp; Level 2) was fantastic. Diana Lopez, the founder of BodyHoops, was our instructor, and she really has this all figured out. She ran the weekend as a series of mock classes so we could get a true sense of how classes are paced, develop our own hooping skills, and get a handle on the terminology. We had group discussions, she helped us troubleshoot, and all the while worked with us at our own experience levels cheerfully and encouragingly (is that even a word? See? Brain hasn't caught up with body yet).  The training manual has it ALL written out so that I can remember it all in a week or so when I'm all caught up with being back home and can really focus on moving forward. I do look forward to practicing every day to get better. Seriously, daily. Can you think of a better way to coax a smile . . . better yet, a full belly laugh, out of yourself at the end of a long than hula hooping? Maybe one day in the not-so-distant future I'll even get my Level 3 license. It is totally on my dream list now! And maybe even fire hooping. OK, definitely fire hooping. Yes, fire hooping. I'm getting in touch with my fun self and I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested in &lt;a href="http://www.hoopinguniversity.com/members/starsofhoopdance"&gt;learning more about hooping&lt;/a&gt;? Want to &lt;a href="http://www.bodyhoops.com/default.asp"&gt;order your own &lt;/a&gt;awesome, weighted hoop (these aren't the hoops from your youth)? Leave me a message and I'll get you a coupon code to save you $5 on your order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up . . . the very delayed run-down of the book signing (which, too, was a positive experience). With that post, look for info about how you can WIN a copy of Run Like a Mother. I'm timing it just right with Mother's Day. So maybe you won't have it in hand for Mother's Day, but really mothers should be celebrated and appreciated more than one day a year, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running, happy reading and happy hooping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8643429384023408259?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8643429384023408259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8643429384023408259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8643429384023408259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8643429384023408259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-brain-is-still-in-california.html' title='My Brain is Still in California'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7180886490377572188</id><published>2010-04-10T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:39:07.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Like a Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Bowen Shea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Title9 Bellevue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book signing'/><title type='text'>Book Signing Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Last week I mentioned that we just hit the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-years-of-we-are-girls-who-love-to.html"&gt;2 year milestone &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt;. Tomorrow I'll be celebrating that in style with a book signing.  I'm already getting that excited fluttery feeling in my stomach thinking about it because it is a joint event with the co-author of &lt;a href="http://runlikeamotherbook.com/"&gt;Run Like a Mother&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SBSOnTheRun"&gt;Sarah Bowen Shea&lt;/a&gt;.  Sarah writes for Runner's World and Shape Magazine. I cannot tell you how totally wound up I am to be part of this experience with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll likely be too excited to post anything tomorrow night, but I do promise to do a posting ASAP with photos of the two of us and a run-down of the whole thing. I've had a few book signings before, but really folks, this is a big one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in the Seattle/Eastside area of Washington State, come on over to Title Nine in Bellevue to meet Sarah and me, buy our books and have us sign them! Here are all the details you need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who:&lt;/strong&gt; Runners or friends of runners, parents, girls . . . the list really is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What:&lt;/strong&gt; A fabulous book signing event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.titlenine.com/category/who+are+we/retail+stores/bellevue%2C+wa.do"&gt;Title Nine - Bellevue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When:&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday, April 11th, 3-5PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How:&lt;/strong&gt; Bring a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; You don't have many opportunities to meet 2 running authors at once, especially one who wrote for moms and one who wrote for daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I see you there? I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran this morning, weeded half the yard (BIG chore) and chased kiddos, but still have plenty of energy. I'm off to put it to good use by getting the books ready for tomorrow and laying out all of the clothes in my closet to see what to wear. I might work on my sister-in-law's wedding quilt some, too, for some distraction. I'll likely "sneak in" a longer run tomorrow morning to make sure I have my jitters out. How appropriate that this whole thing is running-centric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running &amp;amp; happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7180886490377572188?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7180886490377572188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7180886490377572188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7180886490377572188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7180886490377572188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-signing-tomorrow.html' title='Book Signing Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6795635922986396556</id><published>2010-04-05T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:12:52.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Closet of Her Own'/><title type='text'>Celebrate Your Favorite Little Girl</title><content type='html'>Last week I mentioned that &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; will be available to shoppers at the web store &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/"&gt;A Closet of Her Own&lt;/a&gt;. Head on over there today to see how you can win a copy of the book with a bunch of other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' books/shirts for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7pR30vaBeI/AAAAAAAAApA/QKNZz965mAQ/s1600/a-closet-of-her-own-t-shirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456763918004913634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7pR30vaBeI/AAAAAAAAApA/QKNZz965mAQ/s200/a-closet-of-her-own-t-shirts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Closet of Her Own is having a &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/blog.aspx"&gt;Virtual Grand Opening &lt;/a&gt;this Wednesday, April 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! You can win the grand prize (which is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;, folks - you'd have your whole year's gift shopping done for one special little girl) or one of four fantastic smaller prizes. Go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running &amp;amp; reading &amp;amp; contest winning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6795635922986396556?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6795635922986396556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6795635922986396556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6795635922986396556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6795635922986396556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrate-your-favorite-little-girl.html' title='Celebrate Your Favorite Little Girl'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7pR30vaBeI/AAAAAAAAApA/QKNZz965mAQ/s72-c/a-closet-of-her-own-t-shirts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4837815050602015321</id><published>2010-03-29T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:33:53.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana Blossom Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Like a Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vibrams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidsrunning.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Title9 Bellevue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team in Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Goodrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Closet of Her Own'/><title type='text'>Two Years of We Are Girls Who Love to Run</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, We Are Girls Who Love to Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we had the actual book in hand in January 2008, &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run's&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;actual release date was April 2, 2008. That's two years ago today! Here's the birthday girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdSCN660I/AAAAAAAAAoY/9ZG5l_2x1RU/s1600/Cover+with+Award_Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455650563020221250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdSCN660I/AAAAAAAAAoY/9ZG5l_2x1RU/s200/Cover+with+Award_Small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I've been processing what this "birthday" means, in much the same way that I contemplate my children's development and milestones around their birthdays. I often joke that this book is my third child, and in all seriousness it could be. Writing and publishing a book takes blood, sweat, tears and money, just like kids do. And as children's successes are your successes, so it is with the book. When people connect with your book, they connect with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm honored to have the following women celebrate this "third child" of mine since she came along. Our little business, Balanced Steps, has sold over 1,000 copies of the book, thanks to the support of runners/women like those I've highlighted below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early in the book's life I connected with fellow running author &lt;a href="http://carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;Carol Goodrow&lt;/a&gt;. At the time she came to know and support &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; through her work as editor of &lt;a href="http://www.kidsrunning.com/"&gt;KidsRunning.com&lt;/a&gt;. While she isn't editor anymore, I'm honored to have her continued support through her author site &lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;CarolGoodrow.com &lt;/a&gt;and in the work she's doing bringing children to fitness through a series she's writing for Newspapers in Education. I hope to be using her books, &lt;a href="http://carolgoodrow.com/books/bookkidsrunning.htm"&gt;Happy Feet, Healthy Food&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kids-Running-Have-Faster-Farther/dp/1891369768/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1270241772&amp;amp;sr=8-12"&gt;Kids Running &lt;/a&gt;with groups of students in a running club next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZfbjoeGkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_GzrjAQI-yY/s1600/KidsRunningCover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 124px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455652925632027202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZfbjoeGkI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_GzrjAQI-yY/s200/KidsRunningCover.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The life of &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; has crossed my e-mail path with some amazing women runners: &lt;a href="http://www.katherineswitzer.com/"&gt;Kathrine Switzer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://milemarkers.runnersworld.com/"&gt;Kristin Armstrong&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.deenakastor.com/"&gt;Deena Kastor &lt;/a&gt;and lesser-known, but equally as driven local leaders in the running world. Glowing reviews from educators, moms, dads, non-parental runners and parental non-runners alike continue to spread the word about the book and the importance of celebrating girls and their strengths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the author of a running book has kept me steady on my running path. I firmly believe in living my passion and that in doing so I am doing a service to my readers. This year I'm even kicking my running up a notch by diving more into long distances (closer to 20 miles/week and more 10K races on the calendar than 5K). I'm also keeping things playful (as the book encourages) by heading off to hula hoop teacher training next month. A strong core and a happy heart can only help my running (and parenting).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I connected with local running enthusiast Maria Milsap from &lt;a href="http://bananablossompress.com/"&gt;Banana Blossom Press&lt;/a&gt;. I've mentioned her before, too. She's been great about getting the book into the hands of runners she meets at big Expos that our little company just can't afford to be at. And I'm enjoying spreading the word about her athletic greeting cards and witty shirts. (That's my daughter proudly displaying her "running. it's a family thing" shirt.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdTHXqOuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Uv5DbsRiK5M/s1600/March_2010%2520036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455650581583117026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdTHXqOuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Uv5DbsRiK5M/s200/March_2010%2520036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom (my business partner!) and I were honored that a local runner approached us about using the book to help her with her fundraising for &lt;a href="http://www.teamintraining.org/firsttimehere/tellmemore/?utm_source=paidsgenTMM&amp;amp;utm_medium=paidsearch&amp;amp;utm_campaign=10TNTSpring"&gt;Team in Training&lt;/a&gt;. She sold enough books that we were able to donate over $150 in her name (and a few of her teammates sold a few copies, too). She was thrilled that she could use the book to spread her passion for running while raising money for a good cause. We're happy to work with others who are raising funds for non-profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marketing and selling a book is not always fun and games. But persistence pays off. I'm honored that a fellow-mom entrepreneur feels so strongly about &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; that she has figured out how to offer it to her customers through her on-line clothing store, &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/"&gt;A Closet of Her Own&lt;/a&gt;. In addition to selling it through her website along side her "Run" shirt for young girls, she'll be taking the book with her to expos and trade shows. If you know a little girl who loves to run or loves dinos or firetrucks, you simply MUST visit this store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7Zea0qRqHI/AAAAAAAAAow/Vz0cpZy04Xs/s1600/a-closet-of-her-own-t-shirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651813511506034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7Zea0qRqHI/AAAAAAAAAow/Vz0cpZy04Xs/s200/a-closet-of-her-own-t-shirts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In February I had the honor of getting to know Sarah Bowen Shea, co-author of the newly-released and fabulous Run Like a Mother. Through our quick emails, the &lt;a href="http://runlikeamotherbook.com/"&gt;Run Like a Mother: The Book blog,&lt;/a&gt; and her book, I feel like I've known Sarah for years. Truth be told, I'll meet her for the first time next month when we meet up to sign our books together at &lt;a href="http://www.titlenine.com/category/who+are+we/retail+stores/bellevue%2C+wa.do"&gt;Title9 in Bellevue &lt;/a&gt;when she's in my 'hood. I'm already counting down the days . . . just 9 to go! And if I can swing it (ie, have someone watch the kids) I'll head out to do a run with Sarah on Friday, April 9th at Super Jock n' Jill in Seattle. If not, well, I'll just have to do a treadmill run in my new &lt;a href="http://www.vibramfivefingers.com/products/index.cfm"&gt;Vibrams&lt;/a&gt;. That's for another post, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdScR7xgI/AAAAAAAAAog/DP_djWUd7ow/s1600/run-mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455650570016376322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdScR7xgI/AAAAAAAAAog/DP_djWUd7ow/s200/run-mother.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;And YOU, kind reader, thank YOU for continuing to visit this little blog. If you haven't yet read &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt;, I hope you find a copy of it soon to share with your favorite running girl - whether she be two, twelve, twenty-two, or even one hundred and two! You can order signed copies by mail using the order form on the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.com/"&gt;Balanced Steps website&lt;/a&gt;, at the Title9 event next week in Bellevue, WA, at &lt;a href="http://dragonflysecretsinc.com/index2.html"&gt;Dragonfly Secrets &lt;/a&gt;in O'Fallon, IL, at an assortment of specialty running stores across the country, soon at A Closet of Her Own, and of course through &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chicas-Nosotras-Encanta-English-Spanish/dp/0979851114/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1270243897&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;. Asking for the book at your local or school library is another great way to read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running &amp;amp; happy reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4837815050602015321?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4837815050602015321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4837815050602015321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4837815050602015321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4837815050602015321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-years-of-we-are-girls-who-love-to.html' title='Two Years of We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S7ZdSCN660I/AAAAAAAAAoY/9ZG5l_2x1RU/s72-c/Cover+with+Award_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-388196817981909186</id><published>2010-03-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:22:47.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercer Island 10K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running Makes Me Feel . . . Tall</title><content type='html'>Let's get something straight: I'm not tall, I've never been tall and I will soon be overshadowed by the height of my children. As my 5 year old son likes to point out, "Mom, I'm getting taller every day and by the time I'm 7, I'll be as tall as YOU!" Ah, the exaggerations of an enthusiastic, competitive son. He likely won't make it that far by 7, but I'm sure he'll be there by 11. On a good day, I measure at 5'4.5" (and sometimes round up to 5' 5", you know, to keep it easy). But that doesn't mean I can't FEEL tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my self-perception stems from two life experiences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I married a man who is 6' 4" on a short day. Just hanging out with him makes me feel tall, except when he reaches the things on the top shelf for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Runners who pass me tend to be tall. Including that tall husband of mine. (Or at least, he USED to pass me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I'm becoming a stronger runner, I'm feeling taller. If I'm passing runners who are tall, then I must be tall, right? It FEELS that way to me. Until I get home and see in the mirror that I haven't grown at all, except for the improved posture and more confident twinkle in my eye. Yup, running makes me feel tall - and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you were wondering how the &lt;a href="http://mercerislandhalf.com/"&gt;Mercer Island 10K &lt;/a&gt;went on Sunday. Birthday Girl Christine and I didn't quite make her goal, but considering we underestimated the power of the hills (climbs at the start of each mile - AND, here's the kicker . . . a final climb to the finish line!) our finish in under 55:00 was strong. At an average pace of 8:45, I can't complain. And after today's 4 miler in the sunshine where I kept slipping into a 7:30 pace . . . Holy cow, did MY legs really do that? . . . I think that race was a good base-line for the season. And since I'm taller now (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;), I should be able to keep up the speed, right? We'll see in June when I do the &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Days 10K&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? How does running make YOU feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-388196817981909186?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/388196817981909186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=388196817981909186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/388196817981909186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/388196817981909186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-makes-me-feel-tall.html' title='Running Makes Me Feel . . . Tall'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-388786822734545134</id><published>2010-03-20T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:28:30.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercer Island 10K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>On Your Mark . . .</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I'll be peeling myself out of bed early to celebrate my friend Christine's birthday with her, runner-style. We're meeting up in our local grocery store parking lot at 6:50AM to carpool to the Mercer Island 10K. The trick is to get to the Park 'n Ride before it fills, but late enough that we don't have to wait around forever before the race starts at 8:30. Funny, but in the fall she was saying she didn't think she'd ever get up to run before 7. I guess she's been hanging around ME too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first race of the season, and the race that will let me know if a half marathon really is a realistic consideration for 2010. Last year's race season was a great one - I ran consistently faster and even broke 25:00 for 5K. This year I've built up my mileage base steadily and my legs are feeling strong. I'm feeling ready to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my story be the same tomorrow? Not sure! There are a few things that have me feeling a bit uneasy (but not bad, just anxious I guess):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Today was a sunny day with temperatures in the low 70s. Not bad for the 1st official day of Spring! Tomorrow is another beast entirely with the high forecast to be in the mid-50s and a 70-80% chance of rain all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Christine and I previewed portions of the race course this afternoon after we picked up our packets. Let's just say I'm glad I did some hilly runs with her. *gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not quite sure what to wear. Capri pants for sure, but the sleeve length is still up for a vote. &lt;a href="http://injinji.com/tetratsok/rainbow.html"&gt;Injinji&lt;/a&gt; socks (rainbow with toes!) were another easy choice, though - they are festive &amp;amp; comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 104px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450922897018241522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6WRfp7QwfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/63PmkVZzlvE/s200/mini_rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals should put everything in perspective for me, though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have fun. This is a birthday run, after all and I'm there to support my friend and make sure she starts off this next year with a bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Settle into a good pace. This will take some steady breathing and some strong reminders for my controlling brain to BACK OFF and let my body take over and go for it. I know once I settle in that the run will be a good one. I have trained pretty well for this and need to put faith in my preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. While Christine has a definite time goal in mind, I'm approaching this as the starting point for my season. It'll be my baseline for the 10K I run in June. If I finish too fast in this race (say, under 50 minutes), I'll just get myself all competitive and crazy for June so I need to remember that this is the start. If I can keep going with Christine the whole race, I certainly will. But if I sense that she's ready to push a bit harder and I'm not . . . I'll wave her on with a smile and be happy to see her again at the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get set . . . GO! Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-388786822734545134?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/388786822734545134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=388786822734545134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/388786822734545134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/388786822734545134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-your-mark.html' title='On Your Mark . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6WRfp7QwfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/63PmkVZzlvE/s72-c/mini_rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6001914633115831470</id><published>2010-03-16T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:52:24.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Like a Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dimity McDowell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Bowen Shea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher McDougall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Closet of Her Own'/><title type='text'>Born to Run Like a Mother</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I finished Christopher McDougall's intricately-woven masterpiece &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Born-Run-Hidden-Superathletes-Greatest/dp/0307266303/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1268797419&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. McDougall's style of writing is so powerful that I actually convinced myself that I, too, can become an ultra runner and that I should run barefoot. OK, so the first idea was a fleeting one, but I did give the second one a try. Barefoot running is great - my "easy trial run" quickly turned into a rabbit-speed 5K and I've penciled in regular barefoot runs into my running schedule. I'm not crazy enough to go all-out barefoot, but I like the concept and the reasoning behind it. I'm also seriously considering eating salads for breakfast. Those of you who haven't read the book will now have to head out to your local library or bookstore to read for yourself what the heck I'm talking about and that I haven't lost my mind . . . entirely. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6BQIrCJe3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/C0hPLBBiBdQ/s1600-h/borntorunSM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449443659039210354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6BQIrCJe3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/C0hPLBBiBdQ/s200/borntorunSM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I'm starting the NEWLY RELEASED - that's right, HOT OFF THE PRESS . . . &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0740785354/ref=s9_simh_gw_p14_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=04Q4FP3PG698CYGAZ8XV&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Run Like a Mother: How to Get Moving - and Not Lose Your Family, Jo, or Sanity&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;by Dimity McDowell and Sarah Bowen Shea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6BQJFrBkuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xC_aNCHlBSc/s1600-h/run-mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449443666189980386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6BQJFrBkuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xC_aNCHlBSc/s200/run-mother.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In true mother form, I absorbed the first 50 pages last night while I was "setting a good example for my daughter" by reading next to her in her bed while she was supposed to be doing the same. In other words, Run Like a Mother was just the distraction I needed to keep my sanity while she did everything BUT read a book and stay in her bed. Bedtime has become a HUGE struggle with my favorite little redheaded girl (she's 3 - need I say more?), but with this book in hand, this phase of her might actually seem so bad. With Dimity &amp;amp; Sarah at my side, I know I can conquer this challenge and still get up in the morning for my runs. These women are real moms, real runners, and just plain real. And funny. I'd run with them any day. Another great thing about &lt;em&gt;Run Like a Mother&lt;/em&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://runlikeamotherbook.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that goes with it. The blog seems to pick up where the book ends (presumably, though I haven't gotten to the end of the book yet). The gals also do &lt;a href="http://runlikeamotherbook.com/2010/03/10/hump-day-giveaway-who-is-your-dream-running-date/"&gt;giveaways&lt;/a&gt; every Wednesday. I can attest to the fact that these are REAL giveaways, since I had the sheer pleasure of &lt;a href="http://runlikeamotherbook.com/2010/03/12/dara-obama-julia-valerie-bertenelli-and-more/"&gt;winning last week's &lt;/a&gt;and already received the goods in the mail. Sweet stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post a real review of &lt;em&gt;Run Like a Mother&lt;/em&gt; once I finish it. This could be very soon, at the rate my daughter is going with her anti-bedtime antics. On a related note, with any luck I will be running with author Sarah Bowen Shea next month when she's in my neck of the woods promoting the book. Count on another review of sorts after THAT amazing experience. The week after that I'll be heading down to California for a hula hooping teacher training. I kid you not! I'll be realizing two life goals of mine within a two week time period. Life is becoming more colorful, in an awesome kind of way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't sit and wait around for me to finish and post my review, though. Go get your hands on these great books now! And why not round out your purchase with a kids' running book, too? I know of &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/blog/2010/3/15/affirming-book-for-young-girls.aspx"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/blog/2010/3/11/kids-running-book-review.aspx"&gt;two &lt;/a&gt;good ones you could add to your cart - and you don't have to take MY word for it. See what Rachel from &lt;a href="http://www.aclosetofherown.com/default.aspx"&gt;A Closet of Her Own &lt;/a&gt;has to say about them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you happy reading and running . . . and reading about running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6001914633115831470?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6001914633115831470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6001914633115831470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6001914633115831470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6001914633115831470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/born-to-run-like-mother.html' title='Born to Run Like a Mother'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S6BQIrCJe3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/C0hPLBBiBdQ/s72-c/borntorunSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6007659251002747430</id><published>2010-03-08T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:32:44.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana Blossom Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercer Island 10K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Tai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Womens Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running group'/><title type='text'>Starting International Women's Day with a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>I have a daughter with a faucet for a nose (home from school so I can nag her to pu-leez use a tissue and help bring down her low-grade fever), but there is still plenty to be thankful as we kick-off this work week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 8th is set aside to commemorate the achievements of women in politics, science and social change as &lt;a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/"&gt;International Women's Day&lt;/a&gt;. As great as the "big name" women are in our world who have enabled the women of today to shine, I think it is important for us to recognize the strength and gifts of the women who touch our lives at a local, community level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honor of International Women's Day, I give you a list of strong women in my life for whom I am thankful:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The great &lt;a href="http://www.jennifertai.net/"&gt;Jennifer Tai&lt;/a&gt;, photographer extraordinaire - Saturday marked my fourth photo session with her. This woman has an incredible eye for composition, a laid-back personality to put her clients at total ease, and a contagious laugh. Though I know she misses her homeland of Malaysia, I think she's finding Western Washington to be a decent second home. I'm honored to live in the same community with her and count her among my friends. When she's not capturing our community's lives with her lens she's working on the Board with me at our girls' preschool. When I asked her how she does "it all" she replied, "I don't sleep!" I think she's telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqfPEzucI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Zzditl6zdgk/s1600-h/Anniversary+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446376409229670850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqfPEzucI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Zzditl6zdgk/s200/Anniversary+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqfmK6O7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/JwUEBNQG1pc/s1600-h/Anniversary+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446376415429278642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqfmK6O7I/AAAAAAAAAnI/JwUEBNQG1pc/s200/Anniversary+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqgoJaOtI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3PxJzeGf1Mw/s1600-h/Anniversary+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446376433139727058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqgoJaOtI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/3PxJzeGf1Mw/s200/Anniversary+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Maria Millsap of &lt;a href="http://www.bananablossompress.com/index.php"&gt;Banana Blossom Press &lt;/a&gt;- Not only does Maria create fitness-related greeting cards and shirts (both of my kids have the shirt pictured below - "Running. It's a family thing"), but she visits countless fitness expos to generate a positive vibe in the fitness community with her products. She has an encouraging attitude and welcoming sense of humor. A supporter of fellow-local business women, Maria also sells &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;at her booth! I am so thankful for her energy and support of the book. Thanks for bringing my book to the masses, Maria. Oh, and she has lots of Seattle fitness goodness to share on her blog &lt;a href="http://www.hillsandhammies.com/"&gt;Hills &amp;amp; Hammies&lt;/a&gt;. Send her some bloggy love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VsLaD54XI/AAAAAAAAAng/akV8U-l9C20/s1600-h/running+t-shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446378267604541810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VsLaD54XI/AAAAAAAAAng/akV8U-l9C20/s200/running+t-shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My friend, Christine. Our little girls are good friends, her older daughter and my son hit it off beautifully and she and I both love to run. Christine is new to the sport, her true love is volleyball (she's a coach). Yet in the last year, she has discovered that her legs were made to GO. I first coaxed her out for an early Saturday morning trail run in the fall after I found out that she was a runner. We're now training for the &lt;a href="http://mercerislandhalf.com/index.html"&gt;Mercer Island 10K &lt;/a&gt;on the 21st - at an amazingly fast clip for me (8:30 miles!). Thanks to her I'm doing more outdoor runs and facing my fear of hills. After our long hilly runs, I can now breathe all the way to the top. That's huge. We're going to rock this thing, Christine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The women of my Saturday morning trail run - I started this thing last spring and it is still going. I wouldn't say it is going strong yet, but it looks like we're turning a corner and numbers are increasing. I had two women join me for 5K (give or take) at 7:30 this last Saturday morning. Funny thing is they thought I had hit the trail early without them because there was a car identical to mine in the parking lot. So off the went - before I arrived! I eventually caught up with them near the turn-around spot and enjoyed running back to the lot with them. They now have my license plate memorized so it won't happen again (and I'll do my best to get there a few minutes earlier!). I expect to have at least 6 more women to join in the trail run adventure with me next weekend and more as we get closer to summer. Spring is in the air and fair weather runners are getting excited to get back out. The Saturday group has spurred some interest in some of the group meeting up during the week, too. Just what I hoped would happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. My mom - I don't think a single paragraph in a blog is sufficient for summing up this woman's gifts. So I'll just let you know that she's great and that I appreciate all she's done to pave the way for me and my little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And representing the next generation of strong women:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. My daughter (who is a LONG way from becoming a woman, but she's a STRONG girl!) - This three year old has a way about her. She can hike up Diamond Head, sprint up-hill for a quarter mile, bicycle around a 1.5 mile lake loop without batting an eye, play "Angel Robin" along side her "Batman Brother" in her white angel costume with handcuffs she made to haul the bad guys off to jail, and set up a "fancy shoe party" with her tea set and stuffed ponies. She is perhaps her daddy's biggest fan, but is thrilled to give me occasional kudos like the night she deemed me "Best Sunggler in the House". She inspires me to set new goals and work toward them. Always one to stop what she's doing for a good spin (think arms spread, head thrown back, dizzy-making, fall-over spinning!), this carefree girl also makes sure I stay in touch with my inner girl and take time to play. Yes, that's her on the Diamond Head trail last month, stopping to show me her muscles. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5Vtp42KRmI/AAAAAAAAAno/7d3h5a1zIiQ/s1600-h/Hawaii_2010%2520141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446379890776098402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5Vtp42KRmI/AAAAAAAAAno/7d3h5a1zIiQ/s200/Hawaii_2010%2520141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about YOU? Who is one strong woman that inspires you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6007659251002747430?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6007659251002747430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6007659251002747430&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6007659251002747430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6007659251002747430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/starting-international-womens-day-with.html' title='Starting International Women&apos;s Day with a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S5VqfPEzucI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Zzditl6zdgk/s72-c/Anniversary+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-9045656721854916280</id><published>2010-03-02T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:14:18.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>10 Things that Make Me Happy</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://runningdivamom.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-things-that-make-me-happy-pass-it-on.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RunningDivaMom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back in January to list some things that make me happy and pass it on to other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;. If you know me, I'm a fan of lists. They help me think straight and keep me from veering too far off course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on this first Tuesday in March, I give you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Things that Make Me Happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Sunshine (like the nearly 5 days of it we had on Oahu last month - &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-she-been.html"&gt;THAT'S where I was&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Music from my high school days (I'm sure the list would surprise you . . . )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Empty laundry baskets (SO satisfying!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. A full workout clothes laundry basket (Yes, that's the opposite of #3, but it means I've been running!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Phone calls/letters from friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Tomatoes fresh out of the garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251758366112834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S43eIR01PEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/22lYbLiIFMg/s200/tomatoes%2520022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My children singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251765495739570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S43eIsYqtLI/AAAAAAAAAmg/y3zfNhg2i6A/s200/066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  B&lt;a href="http://www.gis4girl.com/blog/index.php/2010/02/spotlight-on-an-inspiring-book-for-girls-we-are-girls-who-love-to-run/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ook&lt;/span&gt; review&lt;/a&gt;s from like-minded folks who celebrate the power of girlhood (&lt;a href="http://www.kidsrunning.com/book/wearegirls.html"&gt;and running&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Date night with my husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251785361513538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S43eJ2ZCXEI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2YbaPX-QP90/s200/Abby_Feb_2009_DG_BK.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Outdoor family adventures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444251776799646946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S43eJWfupOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/5NYvgtadSgE/s200/014%2520(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm asking YOU to make your own list. Or just feel free to leave one or two of your favorites in the comments below.  I'd love to see lists from my fellow redheaded gals (who count for #5):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celeste of &lt;a href="http://freckledforest.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Freckled Forest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beth at &lt;a href="http://sweatyquestforenlightenment.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Sweaty Quest for Enlightenment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erin C of &lt;a href="http://theconnollyclan.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Connolly Clan&lt;/a&gt; (who I just now realized hasn't blogged in over a year . . . seems &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; is her new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. But she still makes my list because I wouldn't be where I am without her!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and Happy Birthday &lt;a href="http://www.seussville.com/"&gt;Dr. Seuss&lt;/a&gt;. We read &lt;em&gt;Fox in Socks&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sneeches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in your honor tonight! His books make me happy, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-9045656721854916280?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9045656721854916280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=9045656721854916280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/9045656721854916280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/9045656721854916280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='10 Things that Make Me Happy'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S43eIR01PEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/22lYbLiIFMg/s72-c/tomatoes%2520022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1795208049245725812</id><published>2010-02-26T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:44:25.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's She Been?</title><content type='html'>I've been away from my blog for a few weeks. So WHERE have I been? Here are a few clues . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNw0RJxGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xZKo-SISP4c/s1600-h/Hawaii_2010%2520100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442685650736890978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNw0RJxGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xZKo-SISP4c/s200/Hawaii_2010%2520100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my son, doing what all 5 year old boys think they should do to retrieve the yummy goodness from the top of this tree when shaking it with all your might doesn't pan out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNwCqfmCI/AAAAAAAAAmI/XGkDpWmxt8Y/s1600-h/Hawaii_2010%2520165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442685637421406242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNwCqfmCI/AAAAAAAAAmI/XGkDpWmxt8Y/s200/Hawaii_2010%2520165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this is REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNvzOpCtI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ghL9899DDAU/s1600-h/Hawaii_2010%2520125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442685633278053074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNvzOpCtI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ghL9899DDAU/s200/Hawaii_2010%2520125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I DID manage to get my running shoes on for a sunny 2.25 mile run one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNvSoR17I/AAAAAAAAAl4/P3M01PQUkak/s1600-h/Hawaii_2010%2520121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442685624527214514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNvSoR17I/AAAAAAAAAl4/P3M01PQUkak/s200/Hawaii_2010%2520121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll notice that my yellow running hat DOES go with me everywhere! I rarely run without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids (and my parents came along, too) to celebrate our 10th anniversary. Go ahead and post your guesses about where we were! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1795208049245725812?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1795208049245725812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1795208049245725812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1795208049245725812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1795208049245725812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-she-been.html' title='Where&apos;s She Been?'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S4hNw0RJxGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xZKo-SISP4c/s72-c/Hawaii_2010%2520100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7107944031926720625</id><published>2010-02-10T20:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:14:39.274-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pillow cases'/><title type='text'>Because I'm Crazy . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONYVnuuhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hvQsj2VKjqU/s1600-h/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844624426482194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONYVnuuhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hvQsj2VKjqU/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made 13 pillowcases instead of 12. &lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436845109081574706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ON0jGgjTI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wV_BsYeDuEw/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520101.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, that's right - a baker's dozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844016218350626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3OM073nJCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/rfdpGOQIB3o/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son's school has an annual auction, for which each family is required to procure something (or a combo of somethings) worth a minimum of $100. Last year we put together a basket of running-related items: a copy of my book, a gift certificate to a running store, &amp;amp; an entry for a local 5K. You know, one hundred bucks worth of good stuff. This year, in keeping with my pillowcase obsession from Christmas, I decided to create "A Year of Sweet Dreams," AKA 12 pillowcases to celebrate the year. For kicks I threw in an extra - everyone should have a special birthday pillowcase, right? What better way to celebrate the year! I think I've mentioned before that I'm Type A . . . and a little bit crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844021483544834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3OM1Pe7oQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BlVRP8zqiJk/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The value of the pillowcases is $260. Why pay so much for pillowcases, you ask? Let me share:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844027938678546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3OM1nh9JxI/AAAAAAAAAko/uxNNbQkSY_g/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. They're one of a kind.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844031248338562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3OM1z3CjoI/AAAAAAAAAkw/GzpC8q6ZO6g/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. They're handmade.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844463651330274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONO-r8mOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8bL0m6reyJM/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. They jazz up any old set of sheets. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844465909433682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONPHGUhVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-Bo8gm5BCEc/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. They can be used to gift wrap a present, giving the recipient two gifts for the price of one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844475652029986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONPrZIviI/AAAAAAAAAlI/W5yprPhyxg4/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. They can be used for YEARS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844480440085074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONP9OsqlI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/cGZc5qUutg4/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Your child's pillow won't get confused with another at a sleepover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844491632511970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONQm7Li-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/xBdVokzax5o/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already have one person who is willing to duke it out in a bidding war to win the set. Her favorite one is the orange one for November and she's already visualizing it on her bed and plotting which ones she'll use as gifts and which her family will keep. Best wishes to the bidders and to the school for raising money to support our children's education!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436844619254871458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONYCWuNaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6VWk7YWAzXA/s200/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for next year's auction contribution? I'll host a party to teach 4 people how to make their own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7107944031926720625?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7107944031926720625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7107944031926720625&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7107944031926720625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7107944031926720625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-im-crazy.html' title='Because I&apos;m Crazy . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S3ONYVnuuhI/AAAAAAAAAlo/hvQsj2VKjqU/s72-c/Jan%2520Feb%25202010%2520111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3008863745142094050</id><published>2010-02-08T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:30:31.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Getting in Touch with my Inner Teacher</title><content type='html'>Every now and then I get hit with a case of writer's block. Even my Facebook status updates and tweets have been lacking flavor or intrigue. But secretly (or not so secretly now) I like having bouts of writer's block - they give me an excuse to do more of the other things I like. This time the block coincided with a case of tendinitis in my right hand, limiting my non-writing time choices. Reading was not only the most appealing activity, but it became the best for my hand healing, too . . . as long as I held the book with my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the entire &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; series in 2 weeks. My husband caught me reading in the kitchen while "making dinner" - or rather, just hoping dinner would make itself while I devoured the book. Thankfully he's a voracious reader, too, so he just gave me the "I knew this would happen when you started those books" look and started getting out the ingredients while I oversaw the preheating of the oven. He also let me take charge of holding down the couch while he did dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I finished the series and my obsession with reading isn't quite as lustful. Now I'm pacing myself by heading to bed early to read &lt;em&gt;The Art of Racing in the Rain&lt;/em&gt;. My college roommate (now a vet) warned me I'll need tissues for this one - hopefully not as many as when I read Merle's Door, but I'll have them handy, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reading thing was catching for our kids. We always read several times throughout the day, but with a mom who is unwilling to put down a book at breakfast for conversation, my three year-old and kindergartner turned to books more frequently, too. Stacks of books started appearing around the house and various corners turned into book nooks with pillows and blankets and stuffed friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Music, as you've seen me call him, is a strong reader who &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; sit down and read &lt;em&gt;The Magic Tree House&lt;/em&gt; series on his own. If I read with him, he's willing to read the entire thing in one sitting. If he tries it on his own, he gets frustrated 3 pages in. That was the case until yesterday when I channeled my inner teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been reading &lt;em&gt;Marvin Redpost Kidnapped at Birth&lt;/em&gt; together for the past 2 days and I noticed that he gets frustrated when his eyes pick up words from the line beneath the one he's reading. This doesn't happen with EVERY line, but often enough that it slows him down. This kid wants to know what comes next in the story, so any obstruction or distraction is upsetting.  Following the line with his finger (or my finger) isn't enough to nip the problem, but I'm a former elementary school teacher, so I whipped out the good 'ol bookmark trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding the bookmark horizontally to underline, or isolate, one line of text at a time immediately improved his fluency. With the bookmark in place, the words from lower lines can no longer jump up into the line he's reading. Words from upper lines on the page were never distracting, so we don't have to worry about covering them. He glides smoothly through the sentences now, even adding inflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I was worried that he might see this simple tool as babyish (his term, not mine), but when I asked what he thought about it, he remarked, "That's great! I LOVE bookmarks!" And so tonight he and I sat down to enjoy the conclusion of &lt;em&gt;Marvin Redpost&lt;/em&gt; (4 chapters worth) without so much as a "Can we stop now?" or "Let's just read it tomorrow." Come to think of it, I believe his exact words were "Let's keep going so we can see how it ends!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this, our night owl daughter is "reading" to herself in her bedroom. We gave up fighting with her to go to bed at the same time as her early bird brother. Now she has a choice: read quietly in her room or go to sleep. She reads for a bit and then comes to get me to tuck her in when she's ready. This solution has made EVERYONE happier. Our bedtime routine is now struggle-free and she gets lots of book time. This is every author's dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wrist is still in a brace (slowing me down considerably), but my writer's block is lifting. The new found consistency in my running (a steady 15 miles/week now) is also encouraging. Those things, combined with all of the reading happening in the house, make for a very content me. Let's see how long this period of balance lasts! Even if it doesn't last long, I can revel in the fact that it DID happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are YOU reading now? Something good, I hope. Let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3008863745142094050?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3008863745142094050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3008863745142094050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3008863745142094050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3008863745142094050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-in-touch-with-my-inner-teacher.html' title='Getting in Touch with my Inner Teacher'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7897037007643019241</id><published>2010-01-26T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:05:01.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Just one Mile</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I left a comment on &lt;a href="http://sweatyquestforenlightenment.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-start-that-stops-most-people.html"&gt;my friend's blog &lt;/a&gt;that I was thrilled 3 miles away from reaching my goal of running 15 miles that week - a task that would be easy to accomplish the next day, Saturday. It sure is easy to be smug . . . and a bit more of a challenge to bring to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day rolled around and before I knew it I had slept past 8AM (RARE!) - a full hour past when I planned to wake to knock out those easy 3 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9:30 I had consumed the delicious big breakfast my husband so lovingly made. You know, the works: eggs, hashbrowns, bacon, toast, &amp;amp; OJ. Clearly the run wasn't going to happen before noon after THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post-breakfast shower and afternoon outing with the family made this "easy" goal further and further out of reach. I'm a morning runner, without a doubt, and by 4:30 when we dropped off the kiddos for an overnight at their grandparents' house, I still had not laced up those Brooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding out a wonderful day of food, my husband and I had an actual date at a Thai restaurant. It was quite possibly the best Thai dinner we've ever had. I was pleased to have some to take home with me for lunch the next day, but my stomach was definitely full. Clock read 7:30 when we got home from our outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point my Type A personality started to twitch. Not only had I set the 15 mile goal for myself the previous Sunday, but I had bragged about it to a fellow runner (and dear friend). The goal was out in the world, ready to be reached. I made a deal with myself that if I just cranked out 1 mile, I'd be satisfied. So I laced up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ran 1 mile.  And my Type A personality reared its ugly head. I picked up the pace and made my way through a second mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time there was no stopping me. And my husband began laughing. "I knew you couldn't run 'just one mile,'" he poked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I smiled sweetly, blew him a kiss and went another mile and a half. He was right, clearly. Once I set my mind on a goal, anything less than 100% just doesn't feel right. And sometimes it feels good to prove to yourself that you can make it just a smidge further, hence that bonus half mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, but up until that night I've been apprehensive about night running. At some point in my running life I had trouble calming myself after evening workouts and found it hard to sleep. But I found that at this point in my life the satisfaction of reaching a goal and staying true to myself was *just* what my body and mind needed to have one of the best night's sleep I've had in a good month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I ran into a morning that had no room for a run, so I got it in that evening. Same thing - the sense of accomplishment satisfied my spirit and I slept well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This opens the doors WIDE for this runner gal. Knowing that my body and mind are now willing to go "the extra mile" anytime of day really gives me a boost. As a mom I treasure this new found flexibility. And as a wife whose husband is returning to the world of running after a bit of a break, I look forward to making running part of our date night experiences without worrying that I'll have to pay the "consequence" for running with my best friend in the evening with a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7897037007643019241?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7897037007643019241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7897037007643019241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7897037007643019241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7897037007643019241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-one-mile.html' title='Just one Mile'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8518379679832277219</id><published>2010-01-11T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:53:42.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting Wet, but with a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>When I'm feeling overwhelmed or frustrated negativity can seep into my brain and set up camp there. So today I'm going to play a little game as I start the week with a thankful heart. I'm looking for the upside of negative thoughts in effort to push the negativity OUT! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The rain returned last night (and hasn't stopped all day) . . . but we took advantage of a string of nice days and filled them with park time and even a trip to the beach. We've stored up the outdoor activities like squirrels so the next stretch of inside days will have their own flavor of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425617818551730626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0uqqOnOQcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/syqu83Yeqxw/s200/048.jpg" /&gt;Here's me running in jeans and Keens with sweet ol' Albus Dumblepup on the beach. This dog loves to run and saw the sandy beach as his opportunity to GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My running mileage for last week was shy of my weekly goal . . . but I did an extra day of yoga, which relieved my tight hamstrings and made it possible for me to end the week with a good run. And my legs feel great this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My husband and I didn't make it to the Watershed Preserve in time for a hike on our date night (darn early sunset!) . . . but we made it to our favorite restaurant (45 minutes away) for a delicious dinner over which we did some preliminary planning for summer adventures. We also made the HARD decision about what to do for our children's schooling next year. It really was a good night and now we know for the next date night to head out just a little bit earlier to get in that hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The late winter sunrises make my Saturday morning running group hard to motivate . . . but we're taking the next month or so off. I hope the break will bring people back feeling fresh and motivated in April when the sun is up. This also gives me a chance to reach out invitations for others in the community to join us with the goal of running the &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;June 5K/10K Duvall Days races&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes fresh starts can make all the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The kids were horrible in the car on our way home from the beach . . . but they did have a few bright moments that let us know the trip was worthwhile overall (see photos below - even the dog is smiling). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425617821213369858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0uqqYhzpgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k6I1rSFopQ4/s200/066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425617828931862946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0uqq1SCgaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/JNDlOshlw4c/s200/065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about you? Can you find the positive outcome from an otherwise disappointing situation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week - and happy running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8518379679832277219?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8518379679832277219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8518379679832277219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8518379679832277219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8518379679832277219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/starting-wet-but-with-thankful-heart.html' title='Starting Wet, but with a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0uqqOnOQcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/syqu83Yeqxw/s72-c/048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4019284108532104668</id><published>2010-01-06T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:39:40.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>St-run-ggling</title><content type='html'>The sun came out today for the first time in probably a week. For my own personal sanity I try not to count the sunless days, so I'm not sure exactly how long. Today also happens to be the day my daughter attends the oo-op preschool without me. This created the perfect equation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine (and warmer temperatures, too!) + both children at school = TRAIL RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With new shoes and a new long-sleeved running shirt on, I was ready to head out for my first trail run of the year promptly at 9:40AM. Apparently my mind, legs, lungs, and spirit all had a different start time in mind, because for the first 3.5 miles of my 4.4 mile run, they were all out of sync. Big time. And my self-pity whining kicked in, or "st-run-ggling" (a play on "struggling", ya know?) as I decided to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't run the trail in a month. I'm slower than I run when I'm with the group on Saturday mornings. I had to stop and walk. My left hamstring is tight. I should have stayed home to fold the mountains of laundry waiting for me. If I can't run well today, what makes me think a half-marathon should be in my plan for the year?" . . . on and on the excuses and complaints went. And on and on my body and mind fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly turned around at the 5K half-way mark, but my brain tricked my legs into staying the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 2 mile marker my brain was ready to give in, but my spirit took over and noticed that the sun was shining and I had the trail to myself. It would be a shame to give up and not make it the last stretch to the 2.2 mile turn around point (a major Roundabout that leads to "the city") when no rain was pelting my face and no children were whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2.2 miles I had no choice but to run another 2.2 miles back to my car, so after quick hamstring stretch and a deep breath, I got going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between mile 3 and 3.5 I came to the realization that how I felt about this run was up to ME. So I began asking myself some important questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I run? (It is time for myself, it makes me feel strong, I'm less stressed afterward, it is the only time that I feel beautiful while sweating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I choose the trail this morning? (The sun was shining, I wanted to test out my new shoes on the trail, my children were at school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I whining? (FOR NO GOOD REASON!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, everything fell into place. I found my stride, I lifted my chin, my steady breathing rhythm hit and off I went to finish the remaining 0.9 mile stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the end of the trail and checked my watch, I realized the joke was on me. Despite the fact that I felt slower, stopped to watch some ducks duke it out in the river, took a stretch break and took several walk breaks . . . I still finished in under 40 minutes, which put me at under a 10:00 pace. Not bad considering all of the mental commotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if someone asks me about my run today I can now say that it was a sunny, eye-opening run filled with self-reflection. Not my best run, but definitely not my worst. And now that I've faced my whining demons, I'm sure my next run WILL be a good one. It is all about perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU do when your body-mind-spirit are out of whack on a run?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4019284108532104668?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4019284108532104668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4019284108532104668&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4019284108532104668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4019284108532104668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/st-run-ggling.html' title='St-run-ggling'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-83301446668549899</id><published>2010-01-04T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:29:43.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a Day for Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweaty Quest for Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Goodrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0K-7yZ6jxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqbeY9ZrNps/s1600-h/BK+and+Albus+Camano+January+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423106835659525906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0K-7yZ6jxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqbeY9ZrNps/s200/BK+and+Albus+Camano+January+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kicked off the year on January 1st with 3.5 miles on my trusty ol' treadmill. After two weeks of not running, it was fabulous. Delicious even, if a treadmill could be considered such. I went the next step and even recorded my mileage! That's right, this year I'm going to track it. I suppose that could be considered one of my New Year's resolutions - write down the good things! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423106851417065234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0K-8tGzhxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/I-pHwCrXiBI/s200/What+a+day+for+running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-and-more-for-holidays.html"&gt;running calendar I told you about in December&lt;/a&gt;, Carol Goodrow's &lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;What a Day for Running&lt;/a&gt;!? Well, I bought one when they came out and a running pal of mine gave me a copy for Christmas. We're using one to keep track of family stuff and I'm using the other to track my mileage. I think I'll hang the second one by the treadmill for ease of recording since I use the treadmill year-round (I DO get outside for runs, too, don't worry).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the year is still quite new, it has been full. A local friend of mine welcomed her second son into the world at noon on the 1st and my college roommate said goodbye to her mom for the last time the night of the 3rd. These two life-changing experiences prompted me to return to my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-here-we-go-becomes-starting-with.html"&gt;Starting with a Thankful Heart&lt;/a&gt; posts. Life is too precious and too short not to take notice of the little things that make life full and rich and worth sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on this first Monday of 2010, I give you a short list of things that make my heart happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am thankful for my daughter's question as I tucked her into bed tonight: "Can I hold yours hand?" While her nearly-three year-old self can sure push me over the edge sometimes, she does know what to say to melt her mama's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am thankful that I cranked out 2.5 miles this morning before getting back into the groove of post-holiday reality. One day at a time I'm getting back to my workout routine and it feels GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I am thankful that others reach out to share their passion with the world. A high school friend of mine is kicking-off her 2010 in grand running style. Please take a minute to visit my Beth on her &lt;a href="http://sweatyquestforenlightenment.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-begin-this-sweaty-quest.html"&gt;Sweaty Quest for Enlightenment blog&lt;/a&gt;. She's a strong, smart, sassy go-getter of a redhead who is using running to get her life back after several years of serious illness and time taking care of everyone but herself. Please join me in supporting her on her quest and enjoying her new found passion for running! And I do have to toot my own horn here, too, in mentioning that she's a &lt;a href="http://sweatyquestforenlightenment.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-book-ever-written-for-girls-and.html"&gt;big supporter of my book&lt;/a&gt;, for which I am forever grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am thankful that after the stressful holidays we managed to squeeze in a day trip to Camano Island yesterday before my husband's vacation was over. We practically had the beach to ourselves and even brought along dear ol' Albus Dumblepup. There were many treasures to be found, as you can tell from my son's bursting arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423106847496015522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0K-8ef9DqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MPYQ2WFaeeU/s200/EQ+Camano+Treasures+January+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about YOU? Is there something big or small that makes you thankful today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-83301446668549899?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/83301446668549899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=83301446668549899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/83301446668549899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/83301446668549899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/starting-with-thankful-heart-in-2010.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart in 2010'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/S0K-7yZ6jxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/jqbeY9ZrNps/s72-c/BK+and+Albus+Camano+January+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1636543659885669655</id><published>2009-12-31T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:44:18.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children&apos;s Hospital of Pittsburgh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pillow cases'/><title type='text'>Looking Forward to Good Health in the New Year</title><content type='html'>So, I did it - I finished all of the pillowcases for  30+ people (including one for myself - with a running shoe print, of course) for Christmas. They really did make for the perfect wrapping paper - they fit gifts of ALL sizes and shapes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could report that Christmas came and went without a hitch and that I even ran on our trip to my mother-in-laws, but that's not quite how it all went. Running didn't happen for a variety of reasons - icy roads, lots of visiting with family, adjusting to the time difference (3 hours), etc. The biggest reason was the most important one, though. Our son was transported by ambulance on Christmas night from the ER to the Children's Hospital of Pittsburgh, where he was admitted for three nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working for 2 weeks to get the kids healthy for our trip (daughter had pneumonia, son had sinus infection), they were both finally off meds and ready to go when a cold erupted in both of them the day before the trip. After several days of coughing and general ickiness, we began to realize that this bugger was not going to pass quickly. At Christmas dinner with 22 family members, our son picked at his dinner (RARE, as this kid eats non-stop) and had a wicked coughing fit that told us it was time to get help. My husband took him to the ER to be checked and after 2 breathing treatments they transported my boys by red sleigh (translation: ambulance) to Children's in Pittsburgh. Diagnosis: pneumonia and aggravated asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 3 days were filled with trips back and forth to the hospital for visits/tag-team overnight stuff while the docs, nurses and respiratory therapists worked to get his oxygen level steady. We are ever so grateful for my husband's family who drove us back and forth (I don't know the highways and city area well enough to make the drive in the dark) and took care of the little sister who was dealing with missing her brother and fighting her own cold/bout of pneumonia. The day before our return home to Washington our son was released from the hospital and our daughter took her trip to the ER for a chest x-ray that confirmed her illness. Armed with a bag loaded with antibiotics and inhalers, we were able to get on our regularly scheduled flights home on Tuesday morning (despite the fact that I lost my driver's license in PA . . . but that's a WHOLE other story). There is no place like home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned to share the series of haiku I wrote for our Christmas cards on Christmas Day with you all, but I think this last day of 2009 is an appropriate day to share the poems, too. As I look back on the year, I remember our fun-filled summer fondly, I appreciate the supportive network of family and friends and I am amazed at all my children grew through. I look forward to 2010 as a year of further personal growth - as a writer, a runner, a wife and a mother. And I pray that it is a HEALTHY one - not just for my family, but for yours, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now . . . the haikus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Adventures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two bicycles race&lt;br /&gt;Beside the family garden&lt;br /&gt;A rope swing beckons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camano Island&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logs stretch out their arms&lt;br /&gt;For kids to construct their caves&lt;br /&gt;On the rocky shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red hair flows freely&lt;br /&gt;As she dances side to side&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have an idea!"&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration is bellowed&lt;br /&gt;Filled notebooks are proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brianna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the dense fog&lt;br /&gt;Ducks quack and cows moo, "Hello!"&lt;br /&gt;As she runs the trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars twinkle above&lt;br /&gt;As the crowd dances freely&lt;br /&gt;Music-filled nights rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids reach for the leash&lt;br /&gt;Announcing a family walk&lt;br /&gt;Swish, swish goes his tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Wish for You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lights glimmer&lt;br /&gt;As the New Year approaches&lt;br /&gt;May love fill your days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading, running and good health to you in 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1636543659885669655?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1636543659885669655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1636543659885669655&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1636543659885669655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1636543659885669655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-forward-to-good-health-in-new.html' title='Looking Forward to Good Health in the New Year'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-875411206094785004</id><published>2009-12-11T20:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:53:31.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The New Handmade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassie Barden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pillow cases'/><title type='text'>Endulging in My Other Passion - Sewing!</title><content type='html'>With the temperatures holding steady in the 20's and low 30's, the treadmill has become my best buddy. While cranking out 3-4 miles while "standing still" isn't my favorite thing, it keeps me sane and does help me with developing a sense of pace. It also gives my mind the opportunity to wander toward more creative outlets . . . like sewing! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last month I've been cranking out &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-and-more-for-holidays.html"&gt;pillowcases&lt;/a&gt; for our annual homemade wrapping paper project. I did this 2 years ago, last year I made&lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/starting-with-thankful-heart-and-photos.html"&gt; reusable bags &lt;/a&gt;and this year I decided to return to making these bright and personality-matching cases. I even thought to take a picture this go around (you're all shocked, right?!). Here are 15 of the 25 that are finished. About 5 more should complete the batch - and I have 6 days in which to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414203152229941970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SyMdFM53QtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DLS6-JV9Nvg/s200/Christmas+2009+pillowcases.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I like an overflowing plate (and I noticed I was still using my summer purse - *gasp!*) I decided it was time to make myself a winter purse . . . and while I was at it, I'd make a smaller version for my daughter. Nothin' like a little math to make an evening fun, right? Yes, I successfully divided and multiplied the dimensions to create a 3/4 version while coming to the realization that geometry and algebra really DO come in handy many times a day in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414201848277129746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SyMb5TTSWhI/AAAAAAAAAjI/w8OuDzJ0cdE/s200/BK_Megs+purses.JPG" /&gt;These are the bags before I added the shoulder straps. I think I actually like the miniature version better (though it was a bit tricky to sew). Think my daughter would mind if I swapped her for the purple one? Maybe not, considering she woke up today and said, "It's a purple and pink kind of day!" I better just leave things as they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used the messenger bag directions in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Handmade-Simple-Sewing-Contemporary/dp/1564778770/ref=pd_bbs_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1222639420&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The New Handmade by Cassie Barden&lt;/a&gt;. I also used this pattern for my well-worn summer purse and would recommend it to anyone looking for a sturdy and purse-like messenger bag.  There are some other great purse/bag patterns in there, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the end result is a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414201711436186274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SyMbxVh3QqI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6Oks4TAI_XE/s200/Megs+with+purse.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now my son wants me to make him a backpack, but I have to put these spur-of-the-moment side projects to rest for a bit. Next up after the remaining pillowcases are 2 quilts: one for my son (takes the edge off not getting a new bag, right?) and one for my sister-in-law's wedding. And some pillowcases for a school auction . . . and half-marathon training. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy passion-following, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-875411206094785004?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/875411206094785004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=875411206094785004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/875411206094785004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/875411206094785004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/endulging-in-my-other-passion-sewing.html' title='Endulging in My Other Passion - Sewing!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SyMdFM53QtI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DLS6-JV9Nvg/s72-c/Christmas+2009+pillowcases.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3370341063692680372</id><published>2009-12-01T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:34:11.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana Blossom Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a Day for Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canter Berry Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hooked on a Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirk Werner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive the Little Woollybugger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dado squares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Goodrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PJ Hoover'/><title type='text'>Books (and more!) for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>Though I passed on the Black Friday shopping (and even the Cyber Monday fun), I've really enjoyed the Christmas present planning/creating this year. Last year I made &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/starting-with-thankful-heart-and-photos.html"&gt;reusable bags &lt;/a&gt;for family members, this year I'm back to pillowcases (14 are done so far, so I'm about half-way done!). But when considering the non-homemade gifts to put on our shopping list we took some other things into consideration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Is it a book?&lt;/strong&gt; As an author, mother, former teacher and avid reader books are always at the top of my personal wish list and gift-giving lists. Always. This year each of my children's teachers will get a novel to enjoy over the break (wrapped with a festive pillow-case, of course!). Shhhh, don't tell them! And when we look for books, I'm not just shopping from the bestseller list (though there are great ones there, and I did get a few of those) - we're discovering some great ones that are produced by independent publishers, too (like &lt;a href="http://www.pjhoover.com/books.php"&gt;PJ Hoover's middle grade fantasy books&lt;/a&gt;). Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.independentpublisher.com/article.php?page=1315"&gt;Moonbeam Children's Book Award &lt;/a&gt;listings for some recent titles for kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410395656941112066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SxWWLzpKiwI/AAAAAAAAAig/Aab-rpBZ1WM/s200/Cover+with+Award_Small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410395671571313794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SxWWMqJRtII/AAAAAAAAAiw/dYYVQY9gaiI/s200/Emerald+Tablet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Is it local?&lt;/strong&gt; A favorite gift for our extended relatives (aunts &amp;amp; uncles that shouldn't be forgotten, but don't require a big chunk of the budget) is something grown in the Pacific NW. The fruit grown out here is AMAZING, so we alternate between &lt;a href="http://www.chukar.com/"&gt;Chukar Cherries &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.canterberryfarms.com/catalog/index.cfm"&gt;Canter-Berry blueberry syrup&lt;/a&gt;. Our little Valley is also well-known for visual arts, so prints &amp;amp; notecards by local artists are list favorites. It is great to support our local economy and the creative energy that spreads here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Does it inspire?&lt;/strong&gt; If it is something that can be used once, we're generally not interested - unless it is an experience (tickets to a museum or play, for instance). Clearly that means Kleenex is out. Some people on my list are budding runners, so Carol Goodrow's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;2010 What a Day for Running!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; calendar or a pair of running socks are perfect choices for those folks. Notecards from &lt;a href="http://www.bananablossompress.com/index.php"&gt;Banana Blossom Press &lt;/a&gt;are another choice for my running friends.  And a new pair of running shoes is on MY wish list - to keep me going! My son loves to build and draw, so we're looking for open-ended, creativity-feeding toys like &lt;a href="http://fatbraintoys.com/toy_companies/fat_brain_toy_co/dado_squares.cfm"&gt;Dado Squares&lt;/a&gt; for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410395674576220370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SxWWM1Vs8NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/syZvKvXZvQU/s200/What+a+day+for+running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Does my purchase help others?&lt;/strong&gt; We have a gift store in our little town that sells nature-related books, Folkmanis puppets and games, all in support of protecting and restoring wild fish throughout the Northwest. The toy store in town is offering a special shopping day on Saturday in support of my daughter's cooperative preschool - 10% of the sales that day will be donated to the school. Proceeds from the sales of the fly fishing-themed children's books about &lt;a href="http://olivethewoollybugger.com/"&gt;Olive the Woollybugger &lt;/a&gt;by my friend Kirk Werner support the program &lt;a href="http://www.hookedonacure.com/"&gt;Hooked on a Cure&lt;/a&gt;. Our company Balanced Steps, LLC donated a case of  We Are Girls Who Love to Run to our local YMCA in support of their Invest in Youth campaign - folks who purchase one of those copies at the Y are not only inspiring their friend/family member with the message in the book, but 100% of the purchase price goes to the YMCA. Not too shabby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410395664666787586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SxWWMQbG_wI/AAAAAAAAAio/5y23syLWqDc/s200/Olive1_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Does it respect the environment?&lt;/strong&gt; While this answer isn't "Yes!" in every case, we do try to take it into consideration, especially when it comes to packaging/wrapping. Amazon.com is making strides to cut down on packaging by offering "Frustration Free Packaging". We've combined things to ship once, re-use gift bags, use the kids' artwork as wrapping and wrap small gifts in the pillowcases I'm making. All of the gifts we have for our children will be wrapped in their fun pillowcases I've made over the years. The kids and I are also hitting our local used bookstore where they'll pick out some books to give their dad for Christmas. Who says a book has to be new to hold value?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Does it fit the budget?&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a bargain shopper. I'm all about the free shipping offers (if it is for something I want - I don't shop BECAUSE of free shipping) and last year's selection of Christmas fabric (which enabled me to make pillow cases at half the price by buying off the clearance rack!). I'm also make good use of coupons. These savings enable us to splurge on a few full-priced items. Everybody wins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy December and happy shopping, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3370341063692680372?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3370341063692680372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3370341063692680372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3370341063692680372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3370341063692680372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-and-more-for-holidays.html' title='Books (and more!) for the Holidays'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SxWWLzpKiwI/AAAAAAAAAig/Aab-rpBZ1WM/s72-c/Cover+with+Award_Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8174638588898411626</id><published>2009-11-17T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:22:55.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Symphony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running group'/><title type='text'>Birthday Reflections</title><content type='html'>Though my actual birthday was last Friday - the 13th - birthday celebrations in our family tend to start a few days early and end a few days later. It is just more fun that way. It started with a big birthday celebration with family (8 birthdays in all in October/November) when family was in town visiting in late October, included a 4.4 mile group trail run on Saturday and ended last night with my favorite birthday dinner of my youth made by my mom (breaded chicken tenders, egg noodles, cranberry relish and green beans - with chocolate muffins/ice cream for dessert!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I helped my husband and dad lay laminate flooring in our family room on my actual birthday - just one part of the main level flooring project we tackled this fall. My husband took the day off from work, my mom took our daughter to the &lt;a href="http://www.seattlesymphony.org/symphony/community/young/tiny.aspx"&gt;Tiny Tots program sponsored by the Seattle Symphony&lt;/a&gt; and our son was at school. The previous 2 days of the flooring adventure (the last 2 Saturdays) I was on kid patrol while the guys worked. Helpful? Absolutely. But I'm a hands-on gal, so I really enjoyed putting on those old jeans and a running t-shirt from 2004 to help out with the actual installation.  I was in bed by 9:30 on my birthday, but I'd still call it a successful and happy day. I love my new floors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day allowed, I did my usual &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/search/label/birthday%20party"&gt;birthday reflecting&lt;/a&gt;. I thought back to birthdays past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In 5th grade I had a joint birthday party with my best friend (her name is Briana and her birthday is the day after mine - no joke!). We made cookies at my house and then we all headed down the street and around the corner for a sleep over at her house.&lt;br /&gt;2. My 25th birthday weekend was also my marathon weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.richmondmarathon.com/"&gt;SunTrust Richmond Marathon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-year-blog-anniversary-roughly.html"&gt;Last year &lt;/a&gt;was a pretty day and I celebrated it with a run! This year I did a quick 2 miles on the treadmill before it was time for the floor fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought about how intimidated I was by the number "30" last year and how welcoming I find the number "31" to be this year.  So now I give you a quick 5K version of what I'm thankful for as I round out my birthday celebrations (3.1 things!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My body, mind and spirit continue to enjoy running&lt;br /&gt;2. My children are adventurous &amp;amp; energetic souls like their parents&lt;br /&gt;3. My husband and I are making reading a more regular part of our evenings&lt;br /&gt;.1 The thrill of discovering what this next year has in store for our little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Do you have something you do every year for your birthday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8174638588898411626?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8174638588898411626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8174638588898411626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8174638588898411626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8174638588898411626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-reflections.html' title='Birthday Reflections'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3192671201044907152</id><published>2009-11-10T13:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:57:49.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a Day for Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE Central'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Goodrow'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Pages: Review of 2010 Calendar What a Day for Running!</title><content type='html'>2010 Calendars. They're everywhere these days - shopping malls, bookstores, drug stores and grocery stores. Cute bunny noses catch the attention of my daughter while superheroes mid-flight beckon my son to take a look. Every year the calendar selection seems to be the same: animals, comic strip characters, international destinations, and special calendars for "Moms on the Go". I don't know about you, but I don't need a reminder that I'm a "mom on the go" (my life tells me that daily) and puppy calendars just remind me that my sweet pup is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've tried on-line calendars, but I really rely on the good, "Old School" wall calendar. I write down EVERYTHING in it. When I talk on the phone to schedule doctor's appointments I carry it from room to room to multi-task and minimize sibling rivalry. I can even toss it in my car to take to my kids' schools to set up play dates. I lose pocket calendars and day planners are bulkier than I like. So for me, a yearly wall calendar is a must - even though you'll never find mine on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SvnfhoELu0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/uy9Ojgb5oaM/s1600-h/What+a+day+for+running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402594996791262018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SvnfhoELu0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/uy9Ojgb5oaM/s200/What+a+day+for+running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A month or so ago I saw that my author friend &lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;Carol Goodrow&lt;/a&gt; created a wall calendar for 2010, I ordered one on the spot. Instead of wishing I could be back in Venice, Italy (as I did with my calendar 3 years ago) when looking at my schedule for April, I'll have the pleasure of thinking about the great springtime running sounds as depicted in the illustration of a boy "jammin' with the rain" as he runs through mud puddles ("spat-ta-pa, spat-ta-pa, splatter, SPLASH!"). While it doesn't look like I'll make it to Italy again soon, you can count on me making my own running music on a regular basis here in the drippy Pacific NW. I knew there was good reason for me to ignore the pleas from my children asking for Hello Kitty and motorcycle calendars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In May I'll be treated to a reminder of the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/10/waking-up-senses-with-good-run.html"&gt;sights of running &lt;/a&gt;and how numbers play a role in this favorite sport of mine. Carol's illustration shows a young girl out for a run "Counting Petals" and everything else as she runs: miles, time, footsteps, geese, horses, trucks, heartbeats . . . This reminds me of my marathon way back in November 2003 when I was counting orange cones to make it through my "wall" around mile 24. Some days running takes focus and it is the numbers that push you to your goal . . . other days the numbers are simple celebrations of what running shows you that you otherwise may have missed. This page shows what I already knew - Carol GETS it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And without giving away TOO much more of the treasures in Carol's &lt;em&gt;What a Day for Running!&lt;/em&gt; calendar, I'll let you know that moms who are runners will appreciate the illustration for November in which a daughter joins her mom for the final mile of a marathon. As a mom whose children are starting to discover the joy of running and a woman who organizes Saturday morning trail runs in my community, I can appreciate the caption: " . . .Cool weather can make a very long run doable. Throw in the bond of family and friends then VOILA! Even a cloudy November day shines." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are looking for something inspirational and heart-warming for a 2010 wall calendar, head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.pecentral.org/"&gt;PE Central&lt;/a&gt; to get your copy(ies) of &lt;em&gt;What a Day for Running!&lt;/em&gt; or order them directly through &lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/calendar/calendarorder.htm"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt;. I promise the calendar will make you smile and provide your family with encouragement throughout the year better than any ol' farm animals can (though I can appreciate their beauty and cuteness, I just need a break from them!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3192671201044907152?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3192671201044907152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3192671201044907152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3192671201044907152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3192671201044907152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/11/lost-in-pages-review-of-2010-calendar.html' title='Lost in the Pages: Review of 2010 Calendar What a Day for Running!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SvnfhoELu0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/uy9Ojgb5oaM/s72-c/What+a+day+for+running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7194317355677406124</id><published>2009-11-09T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:46:38.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall Steps Foundation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balanced Steps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fit Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book&apos;em'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Page Ahead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donating books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DMSE Children&apos;s Fitness Foundation'/><title type='text'>Sharing my Passion</title><content type='html'>So November is in full gear, I'm just a few days away from celebrating my next birthday and Thanksgiving is right around the corner. If you know me, you know &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/kids-birthdays-arent-just-for-kids.html"&gt;I use birthdays for reflection&lt;/a&gt;. Starting about a week before the birthday and lasting for a good week after, I ponder the previous year's adventures, look back 5 years (or some other appropriate number - like 2, when my daughter celebrated her second birthday) and look ahead to plan new goals. I'm also goal driven, but you already know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through our business, &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;Balanced Steps&lt;/a&gt;, my mom and I have sold over 1,000 copies of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chicas-Nosotras-Encanta-English-Spanish/dp/0979851114/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257806572&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. While this is nothing to sneeze at, especially for an independent publishing company, we are looking to make more of a ripple with the message in the book. We are thankful for the families and libraries that have made our little book part of their collection. We also know that there are readers who don't have access to uplifting books like ours. So this week we're shipping out cases of books to non-profit organizations nationwide to get the book into the hands of girls who really need extra encouragement and affirmation that they are strong and important members in their community. Each of the groups we are reaching will be able to give 24 girls a copy of &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; to add to her bookshelf. Many of these girls don't have many books on their shelves, but thanks to organizations like Nashville's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Book'em&lt;/span&gt; and Boston-based Fit Girls, high-quality books will become part of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as our little business counts on book sales to survive, we know that giving back to the community is an important part of what we set out to accomplish when we established Balanced Steps. These non-profit groups share our mission of inspiring youth to find and follow their passions through literacy (and fitness). As women, moms, educators and members of the book industry, we couldn't be more pleased to support them in their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired? Check out the websites for the groups who will be receiving books from us. These non-profits, and many regional groups like them, are working tirelessly this season to get books into the hands of youth (and not just this winter, but year round!). Some groups want new books, while others pledge to find good homes for gently used books - the websites have the details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fitgirls.org/"&gt;Fit Girls &lt;/a&gt;- a program for 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders that started in the Boston-area that promotes healthy bodies, healthy minds and healthy hearts. Participants run, read and participate in community outreach. The Boston Fit Girls Project is supported by the &lt;a href="http://www.dmsefoundation.org/about.htm"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DMSE&lt;/span&gt; Children's Fitness Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookem-kids.org/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Book'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - a Nashville-based nonprofit organization focusing on the collection and distribution of books to children and teens in lower-income families who might not otherwise have books of their own. They &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; provide volunteer readers to local preschools and elementary schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pageahead.org/index.php"&gt;Page Ahead &lt;/a&gt;- a Washington State-based nonprofit organization guided by the fact that literacy is essential to lifelong success. They provide new books and develop reading activities that empower at-risk children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestepsfoundation.org/what-we-do/our-foundation/"&gt;The Hall Steps Foundation &lt;/a&gt;- founded by the elite running husband-wife duo Ryan and Sara Hall, the foundation seeks to take small steps toward the marathon goal of ending poverty. Internationally the Foundation partners with existing charities. Their US work uses running and mentoring to reach at-risk youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do YOU share your passion? How can you turn your gratitude into a gift for others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7194317355677406124?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7194317355677406124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7194317355677406124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7194317355677406124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7194317355677406124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-my-passion.html' title='Sharing my Passion'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6216862986878765520</id><published>2009-10-24T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:43:24.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking-up the Senses with a Good Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jennifertai.net/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396269028052058162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SuNmFyF8QDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/s2U7jafmoEw/s200/Hooping+Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Today was a crisp, fall day - much like the day our family had pictures taken a few weeks ago, just after the fog lifted. Yes, all four of us were hula hooping for this shot. I love how the photo screams FALL is here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning two friends met me for a trail run. As it turns out, I met each of the women through my children's schools - and we each have a child in kindergarten and a 2 year-old daughter. Our shared passion for running and sneaking in some "me time" for an early morning run made it easy for us to slip easily into a 9:30 pace for a 4.2 mile run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were running and chatting I was hit by how everything seems to come together on a run. My frustrations with my non-sleeping children melted away as our conversations drifted from home improvement projects to college days to how we met our spouses. On this foggy, fall day, things became clearer in my mind and I became aware of how running wakes my senses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sight: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Though I never focus visually on anything in particular while running, I can match just about every run with something inspiring or quirky that I passed. Today the fog tickled the upper branches of the trees and blanketed the cows in the valley along side us. It was like being part of the calm part in an old war movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smell:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I had to rethink my hill running day choice after a few weeks of dodging garbage cans and their odors on our community's garbage day. I smile when I pass by homes on their laundry days when I can identify the family's fabric softener brand. Today's trail smell confirmed that we are waist-deep in autumn - cool, damp air and a breeze that hinted that the cows really were out there in the fog somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My favorite running sound is tied to race days. After the starting horn the pitter-pattering begins. Hundreds or thousands of feet hitting the pavement at once makes for quite a raucous. The sound gets my heart rate going with the excitement of being part of something so much bigger than myself. This morning's run was marked by the crunches and swishes of our six feet navigating the thick carpet of sycamore leaves. While today's weather was calm, the previous three were filled with rain and strong winds, encouraging millions of leaves to release their hold to the trees and rest on the path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taste:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- What runner hasn't been treated to the salty taste of sweat making its way into their mouth during a summer run? That's what usually comes to mind when I think of the taste of running. But my Saturday morning trail runs have changed my thinking. The last few weeks I've been treated to a big breakfast when I returned home: eggs, bacon, toast and even hash browns. Now THAT'S my preferred taste-association with running - post-run goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- With the onset of cooler weather, I've become more aware of hand comfort on my morning runs. I've heard many a runner talk about how they don't like running with hot hands, but I prefer sweaty hands to icy cold hands. This morning the gals found me with my hands happily wrapped in my running gloves - a gift from the principal when I taught 3rd grade 5 years ago. Those gloves have been an essential part of many a run. I did shed them at the end of the fourth mile today, but am glad I grabbed them on my way out the door and went with the running jacket with pockets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Saturday I have to fore go the usual trail run, but I'll have my two kids in tow for a family run (1.7 miles, I think) that supports youth programs at our local YMCA. I'll be signing books during the pre-race excitement to raise funds for their scholarship program. I wonder what my senses will notice at the event . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What sense is most heightened for you when you run? Do you have a favorite place to run because of it? Do share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6216862986878765520?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6216862986878765520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6216862986878765520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6216862986878765520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6216862986878765520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/10/waking-up-senses-with-good-run.html' title='Waking-up the Senses with a Good Run'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SuNmFyF8QDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/s2U7jafmoEw/s72-c/Hooping+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8038870384099301398</id><published>2009-09-30T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:49:30.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running for kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Feet Healthy Food Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Goodrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Up and running</title><content type='html'>I like a full plate. This sometimes makes my husband cringe, and sometimes causes me to breakout like a 15 year old . . . but, I like to be involved in things. I like to connect with people and I like to help others. It's in my nature, like my love for hot chocolate on cool autumn night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on several exciting ventures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Writing proposals for using &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;in corporate campaigns&lt;br /&gt;2. Creating running clubs for Spring 2010 modeled after Carol Goodrow's &lt;a href="http://www.carolgoodrow.com/happyfeetclub.html"&gt;Happy Feet, Healthy Food club&lt;/a&gt; at local elementary schools&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading great books and resources, a mix of old &amp;amp; new, to review here SOON!&lt;br /&gt;4. Increasing my own running milage back up to 15-20 miles/week&lt;br /&gt;5. Keeping up with housework more consistently so I can focus better during times when my children are sleeping/away and I have time to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three items have my greatest focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth is being supported by the increase in participation for the Saturday morning trail runs I'm orchestrating in my community. I ran a fabulous 5 miles with a fellow-mom last Saturday. It was such a great run, I practically floated through the rest of the day. Some runs are like that - and I hope to enjoy plenty more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fifth item is a constant struggle. Housework has never been at the top of my list, but the better I do with it, the more I'm willing to keep up with it . . . and the more willing I am to actually let people past the front door! If my book ever makes millions, you can bet I'll hire a cleaning crew so that cleaning isn't ever on my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8038870384099301398?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8038870384099301398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8038870384099301398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8038870384099301398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8038870384099301398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-and-running.html' title='Up and running'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6746157613956619652</id><published>2009-09-19T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:20:22.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyasa yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trek Womens Triathlon'/><title type='text'>Fingers Crossed for Good Weather</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning is Race Day. Well, not for me, but for many a runner or triathlete. On Twitter I saw that the Berlin Marathon is tomorrow (um, well, maybe today with the time differences!).  In Seattle tomorrow marks the first time our city hosts the &lt;a href="http://www.trekwomenstriathlonseries.com/washington.html"&gt;Trek Women's Triathlon&lt;/a&gt;. It gets underway at 7:15 - those of us volunteering will check-in at 6AM so we can be on the course and ready to support the athletes by Start Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was hoping to meet with a group of women for a trail run to kick-off this weekend of excitement, but Mother Nature had other plans for me. A downpour (not a light drizzle, it was TEEMING!) kept me inside, even though one woman DID show for the group run and kicked out a fabulous 5 miles in the rain before heading to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vinyasa&lt;/span&gt; class. I told her she earned her cape and that she can count on me being there next weekend (even if it IS raining - I'd like to earn a cape, too)! I will say that the other 4 or so women who will be doing the early morning Saturday runs also opted to stay dry, so I wasn't the only rain-shy runner in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about tomorrow, though, is that rain or shine I WILL be at the race! I'm signed up to support the bike portion of the race. I'm looking forward to being on the course and seeing what it entails, as I really am a runner, not a triathlete. I'm also excited to be taking part in this event as a volunteer because it is an all women's event and it is fun to feel the extra energy that's around for women's races than for co-ed events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I know the kids are finally asleep, I'm off to relax a bit before going to bed early. I want to be well-rested for the race tomorrow and will have to leave the house around 5 to park and be ready by 6. Yikes! I might have to bring along some toothpicks to support my eyelids . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running, biking, swimming and volunteering to everyone in race communities tomorrow. And congratulations to those of you who completed an event today, including an old high school friend of mine who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marathoned&lt;/span&gt; today. Enjoy your well-deserved rest day tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6746157613956619652?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6746157613956619652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6746157613956619652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6746157613956619652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6746157613956619652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/09/fingers-crossed-for-good-weather.html' title='Fingers Crossed for Good Weather'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8626804132003663593</id><published>2009-09-14T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:40:35.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana Blossom Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seattle Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Marathon'/><title type='text'>Race Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sq63_ePOqCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/JZxPoaZcHfI/s1600-h/Megs+first+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381440905830901794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sq63_ePOqCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/JZxPoaZcHfI/s200/Megs+first+race.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Summer 2009 race season came and went. I was pleased to knock out a few 5K runs, two timed and one memorial run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memorial run also happened to be my 2.5 year-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; first fun run experience (that's her above - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-run). She had so much fun running the kids' dash with her peers (2 and under!) that she asked to run it again . . . and again, both of which were the same distance as the "big kids" (10-12). I cannot begin to express how thrilling it was for me to see her run - arms pumping, legs circling, all with a HUGE grin on her face. I truly believe that those little dashes taught her what running is all about: letting go, having fun and feeling the satisfaction after a good run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had hoped this fall would be my chance to train for and complete a Half Marathon, but I found that running with one kid in a jogger while encouraging another kid on a bike to pedal along side me is NOT as easy as I envisioned this summer. But this doesn't mean that races won't be part of my fall running experience. Instead I'll be using Fall 2009 for some other important things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm volunteering next weekend at the &lt;a href="http://www.trekwomenstriathlonseries.com/washington.html"&gt;Seattle TREK Women's Triathlon&lt;/a&gt;. This will be my first volunteer experience for a large event and I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm working hard to promote a weekly Saturday morning women's trail run in our community. Since I &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/community-of-runners-part-2.html"&gt;initiated&lt;/a&gt; it in May I've seen mixed results. A few dozen folks have expressed interest in it - now the trick is to get them out of bed and into their running shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;will be at the &lt;a href="http://www.seattlemarathon.org/"&gt;Seattle Marathon &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; the &lt;a href="http://www.portlandmarathon.org/"&gt;Portland Marathon &lt;/a&gt;Expos at the &lt;a href="http://www.bananablossompress.com/"&gt;Banana Blossom Press &lt;/a&gt;booth. I'm thankful for Maria, who also displayed the book (and sold some copies!) at the &lt;a href="http://www.irongirl.com/site3.aspx"&gt;Iron Girl Seattle &lt;/a&gt;event last weekend. If you haven't seen her greeting cards for athletes, be sure to check them out. There are cards to celebrate all distances, the love/hate relationship of training, as well as love for other sports. It is so much fun when small businesses can connect to support one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My son started full-day Kindergarten 2 weeks ago, which leaves me with a bit more time for running and building my distance base. And since my daughter loves being in the jogger we'll do more outdoor runs this year while she's still light enough to push (not too much longer, I fear). This morning we went for a 2 mile hilly run before her first day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. What a great way to start the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'll be taking fun and easy steps to promote running experiences through the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/pages/We-Are-Girls-Who-Love-to-RunSomos-Chicas-y-A-Nosotras-Nos-Encanta-Correr/108922301717?ref=ts"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run page on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Volunteer opportunities, food for thought, and interesting upcoming races will be posted there. I post no more than 3-4 times per week, so come on over and become a fan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's on your plate for the Fall 2009 Race Season? Are you working toward a new goal? Be sure to post below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8626804132003663593?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8626804132003663593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8626804132003663593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8626804132003663593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8626804132003663593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/09/race-season.html' title='Race Season'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sq63_ePOqCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/JZxPoaZcHfI/s72-c/Megs+first+race.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3779141209113919124</id><published>2009-08-26T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:56:58.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Get Strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><title type='text'>Less Really Was More!</title><content type='html'>So, in looking back at my last post, it seems that I was right with the title. Less really was more for August: less blogging made for more of everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;library trips&lt;br /&gt;hula hoops hooped&lt;br /&gt;books read&lt;br /&gt;miles run&lt;br /&gt;movies watched with the husband&lt;br /&gt;veggies grown&lt;br /&gt;tomato sauce canned&lt;br /&gt;berries picked&lt;br /&gt;concerts attended&lt;br /&gt;State Parks visited&lt;br /&gt;beaches walked&lt;br /&gt;swings pushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we get ready for our son to start Kindergarten next Tuesday, I realize that all of those "mores" will be great for my new take on "Less is More" in September: Less time with kids (because of school!) is more time for writing/working/running. Change is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and have you been stalling on getting your hands on a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;my book&lt;/a&gt;? Act fast and you might just win a copy in a giveaway! If you are on Twitter, be sure to enter the WE ARE GIRLS WHO LOVE TO RUN book &lt;a title="#giveaway" href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23giveaway" jquery1251345153891="752"&gt;#giveaway&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a title="#girlgetstrong" href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23girlgetstrong" jquery1251345153891="753"&gt;#&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girlgetstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/exit/link/3536556559')" href="http://ow.ly/l2P9" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" jquery1251345153891="754"&gt;http://ow.ly/l2P9&lt;/a&gt; And while you're at it, be sure to browse the &lt;a href="http://girlgetstrong.com/"&gt;Girl Get Strong &lt;/a&gt;site. They have lots of good stuff going on there for women, including articles by guest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; that are top notch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3779141209113919124?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3779141209113919124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3779141209113919124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3779141209113919124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3779141209113919124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/08/less-really-was-more.html' title='Less Really Was More!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7346814304799303039</id><published>2009-08-02T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:08:44.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northwest String Summit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IronGirl Seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KCLS Summer Reading Program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Less is More</title><content type='html'>Somehow August snuck up on me. June and July were filled with just about ALL of the things we were looking forward to doing this summer, but now it is August and we have 4 weeks until the start of the school year. My two lingering, yet contradictory, questions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What the heck am I going to do with these kiddos until school gets underway in September?&lt;br /&gt;2) How is it that my calendar is filling so quickly for August and September when those pages were BLANK last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since #2 is happening so quickly, I don't think #1 will be much of an issue. But it does leave me thinking that it is time to rethink and regroup. I'm changing my mindset to consider a new approach: Less is More. As a "Type A" go-getter, this is a tricky one for me. I'm betting it has big rewards, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blueberry picking - eat less, put more in bucket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of eating them all while picking (my kids' favorite approach), I'm opting to just nibble one or two every bush or so. The reward is a full bucket to take home and enjoy in muffins, pancakes, etc. We have 3 gallon-sized bags frozen to enjoy through the year. My parents have over 50 pounds frozen at their place. Less is definitely MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Child Motivation - yell less, get more cooperation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of yelling at my son (which never works anyhow, so I don't know why I'd even bother) to clean up the disaster in the family room, down the hall, in his room, in the bathroom . . . you get the idea, it was BAD . . . I implemented a tip I got from a friend's nanny last week. I set a timer for 5 minutes. My son worked on cleaning the family room. When the timer went off, he could stop there and pick the next space to clean. Then I reset the timer for 5 minutes as he worked on his bedroom. He could see immediate progress in a short amount of time without being overwhelmed by the sheer task of shoveling himself out of the disaster. In 20 minutes he had 2 rooms completely cleaned and neither of us had a single meltdown. Smaller chunks of time (less!), led to cleaner spaces (more!) and happier people (hooray!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Entertainment and opportunity - less scheduled time, more time for unique experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Seattle theatres called in May to see if we wanted season tickets (which included tickets to Wicked). I called my mom, we quickly decided on some shows and I hurriedly bought tickets for 4 shows between September and May. It happened FAST. Then I discovered that the &lt;a href="http://www.irongirl.com/Events.htm"&gt;IronGirl Seattle &lt;/a&gt;event (including a 2 Day Expo!) was the same weekend as Wicked and I'd have to find a babysitter for the kids after I had been gone all day at the Expo. Since my kids usually get Oma and Papa as their sitters (yes, yes, we're ALL spoiled by that one!), this is not really an easy thing. Just thinking about it for 2 days had me stressed to the MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;at the expo is just too good an experience to pass up - especially since Seattle is just a stone's throw from us. And although I know Wicked is supposed to be AMAZING, the stress of the whole experience isn't worthwhile. I cancelled our tickets on Friday and couldn't be more content with the decision. I feel good about having the other 3 show dates free, too, even if they don't coincide with another event. I also feel good about not having shelled out all the moolah for the shows. I love theatre, but maybe this is our year to experience some good local talent. Less expense/time commitment for entertainment leads to increased potential for business and more family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Running - fewer people for a group run, more thinking time and quality one-on-one chatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keepin' on with my Saturday group run stuff. Some mornings I've had 6 or 7 women join me, other times it is just little ol' me. While I do get a bit bummed if I'm running solo, it isn't always a bad thing to have the trail to myself (and my cell phone for safety). This past Saturday I started the run by myself and was pleased that I fell into a nice pace and as able to work through some mental challenges. I also got to have a few powerful moments of eye contact with a cow in a pasture alongside the trail when I stopped to shed my long-sleeved shirt. That cow seemed to get me. Really, she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after my turn-around spot, a member of the Saturday crew came down the trail, so I turned back around to run with her. Big group runs are fun, but every run has its own purpose and I walked away from Saturday's run feeling more satisfied than I have post-run in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was more than I expected to write, but now I have less clutter in my brain which gives me more thinking space for enjoying a good book tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? How can you apply the LESS is MORE theory in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7346814304799303039?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7346814304799303039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7346814304799303039&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7346814304799303039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7346814304799303039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/08/less-is-more.html' title='Less is More'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7686255267418928691</id><published>2009-07-24T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:53:37.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flexibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>My Running Triangle</title><content type='html'>Last night I took our trusty old pup, Albus, for a run. It was one of those ideal summer nights - a little overcast without covering the tri-colored sunset, a gentle cool breeze, and both of the children were sound asleep so my husband could enjoy the quiet at home. I left the Garmin at home and we just went. We seemed to bound up the first hill (usually a killer), and fell into a comfortable pace immediately. I slowed to a walk a few times to make sure I wasn't over-exerting Albus (he is nearly 9 years old, after all), but each time he looked at me with a glimmer in his eye that said, "Come on, Mom. I may be old, but I've still got it. Let's GO!" It was summer running perfection for the both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after we got home I realized that while the run itself was great, I shouldn't get too excited about my running fitness just yet. My post-run stretch was a loud reminder from my body that while my strength and endurance are better than they've been in years, my flexibility is at a near all-time LOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further reflection led me to a self-discovery: I've never been diligent about maintaining all THREE elements of my running (endurance, strength &amp;amp; flexibility) simultaneously.  In my younger years I was a dancer - I had some endurance, but strength and flexibility outshined it.  I discovered yoga shortly after running found me, thus giving me the great combo of endurance and flexibility. But when I integrated strength training into my workout mix last fall, the yoga slowly faded to make room for the weights. So, though my fitness triangle shifts regularly, I have yet to find the sweet spot where all the sides get equal attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a casualty of motherhood, or maybe it is because I've never had a formal plan to integrate all three elements effectively. Whatever it is, my plan is to work on it! I've been doing 3 days of weight training each week, but I think it is time to change the plan. I'll keep using the &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;SaneFit&lt;/a&gt; strength training workouts, but I'll knock it down to 2 days of weights to welcome at least one day of yoga practice/week back into my life. The running can stay the same at 3-4 times/week. For now. I'm interested to see if increased flexibility will help me as I get rolling with my longer runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? Do you find that you go through phases where one element of your workouts take over and you neglect other aspects? How do you keep things balanced in your fitness life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7686255267418928691?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7686255267418928691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7686255267418928691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7686255267418928691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7686255267418928691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-running-triangle.html' title='My Running Triangle'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4577053947905288065</id><published>2009-07-12T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:44:37.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal setting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Kids' Birthdays aren't Just for Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Slq6jJcVOZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YKVoOx0ZpeA/s1600-h/June_2009_Camano_Camping+232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357799819703564690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Slq6jJcVOZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YKVoOx0ZpeA/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357799827727450658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Slq6jnVYAiI/AAAAAAAAAiA/eLfyrPpUR-A/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is my son’s fifth birthday (that's him doing what he loves best above). As my mother-in-law says, he’ll officially be a whole handful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find birthdays and anniversaries to be great times to reflect on personal growth and to check-in with progress on goals I’ve set. Don't worry, there will be cake and singing and silliness, too. And a few tears that only mothers know how to cry when their babies get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think back over the “whole handful” of years, I’m amazed at all that has happened in our little family (I’m keeping with the “5” theme):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We moved all the way across the country from Charlotte, NC to just outside Seattle, WA. If that situation doesn’t provide growth, I don’t know what will!&lt;br /&gt;2. After two serious allergic reactions before his first birthday, our son was diagnosed with a long list of food allergies. As of last week, we’ve been given the green flag to add in larger amounts of eggs &amp;amp; milk into baked food products. This is cause for celebration at our house!&lt;br /&gt;3. Our son became a loving big brother to a spit-fire little sister.&lt;br /&gt;4. We’re now able to enjoy family adventures lasting longer than 6 hours. We’ve managed 2 weekend-long camping trips already this summer. I really never thought this day would come.&lt;br /&gt;5. Our kids speak of their futures using empowering phrases like, “When I’m a runner . . . “ and “I’ll do that, too, because I’m strong!” I can't wait to see what will happen when they make those phrases come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the birthday is HIS, as the mama who birthed him, the day belongs to ME, too! This gives me the clearance to evaluate my goals in relationship to his life-span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In his short/long (I haven’t decided if the time has been fast or slow!) life I published a book and sold over 1,000 copies of it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Two weekends ago I set a running PR that blows anything from my “pre-kids life” out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have completed at last a dozen quilts and already have a growing list of quilts to create over the course of his next five years. Only one quilt in his lifetime was for me – the others have all been gifts to celebrate weddings and births.&lt;br /&gt;4. I started a non-profit social moms group in our community 3 years ago and it is still running.&lt;br /&gt;5. My husband and I celebrated our 10 year engagement-iversary last week and our marriage is still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that know I can guide a child through life longer than I’ve held down any single paying job, my challenge begins. I must ask myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my new goals?&lt;br /&gt;What experiences will I have the pleasure of remembering when the NEXT birthday rolls around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go yet! I have a challenge for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What life events prompt YOU to take a look at where you’ve been on your life path? What experiences lead you to set new goals as you head forward?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4577053947905288065?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4577053947905288065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4577053947905288065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4577053947905288065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4577053947905288065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/kids-birthdays-arent-just-for-kids.html' title='Kids&apos; Birthdays aren&apos;t Just for Kids'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Slq6jJcVOZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YKVoOx0ZpeA/s72-c/June_2009_Camano_Camping+232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4189386825761114609</id><published>2009-07-07T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:25:48.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Reaching Beyond the Comforts of Home</title><content type='html'>"Mom, can we just stay home today?" my son occasionally asks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For someone who is so set on adventuring and exploring, some days we find that home satisfies his needs. I feel that way sometimes, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home is safe. We can really let it all hang out at home: we stay in our jammies until after lunch, watch an extra show on TV, splash in our kiddie pool, swing from the rope swing on our giant cedar tree, and read as many books as we can before falling asleep in the bean bag chair together. After stuffing our mouths with juicy berries . . . and maybe even some fruit snacks or otter pops (ice pops, icees, whatever your region calls them!), of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355937816932877346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SlQdEUldhCI/AAAAAAAAAhg/R6XiaDpwUH0/s200/Ethan+reading+to+Albus.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, before long the kids do get antsy and we all know that means it is time to head to a park, take the dog for a walk, check out the used bookstore for a fun treasure, pick-up requested titles at the library, or meet up with friends for a play date. Those things are good for the soul, too, even if we do toss a haircut or grocery trip into the mix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wish a change of pace for writing/promoting books could be so easy. How nice it would be to have a switch to flip for switching into high gear or back down into low gear. Or maybe there could be a GPS system for book publishing that calls out the next steps for me or helps redirect me if I miss my turn. Now THAT would be grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been enjoying some of that good ol' time at home recently, but know that the worker in me is antsy to get back into the swing of things - seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some ideas are brewing for new books, but now is really not the time to be thinking of publishing another title, or even sending out manuscripts to other publishers for consideration. Still, I think the ideas are worth of recording, so I need to block out some blocks of time to just sit and write, even if nothing official can happen with the work yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting out to meet readers/runners is important for promoting the book, but I've been so busy with my own running and life that a book tour hasn't panned out yet. I see some good options on the horizon, though, so one of my next steps is working to make public appearances happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also hope to connect with readers more, both adults and kids. You can &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/pages/We-Are-Girls-Who-Love-to-RunSomos-Chicas-y-A-Nosotras-Nos-Encanta-Correr/108922301717?ref=ts"&gt;become a fan &lt;/a&gt;of We Are Girls Who Love to Run on FB (I hope you do!), I'm on twitter (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/writingrunner"&gt;http://twitter.com/writingrunner&lt;/a&gt;) and I do my best to visit other runners' blogs to get a good feel for the pulse in the running world. It is my hope that connecting with others virtually will help me find opportunities for face-to-face experiences (like I mentioned earlier!). See, I really do need to take that step OUT into the world to encourage girls and runners to recognize their strengths and reach their goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making the book easy to buy is another goal of ours. &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is listed on Amazon (you can even get a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/0979851114/ref=dp_olp_collectible?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;condition=collectible"&gt;signed copy &lt;/a&gt;there!), but we're working to get the book into more brick and mortar stores and more on-line retail shops. That's another important step for our business to take this year. People can't buy it if they don't see it, right? Several specialty running stores in the Pacific NW carry the book, but I know there are some other good matches for it out there, Oh, and feel free to let me know if YOU know of a good place for my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see that my son's desires for home days tend to come after wild weeks of inconsistency and unfamiliarity. Home is safe and home is comfortable. But I also see that my son has incredible times of growth and self-discovery when we do venture out and explore the "unknown". And my daughter? Well, she thrives on outings and outside experiences, too. In fact, I like to tell my husband that when I grow up, I want to be like HER. These photos say it all:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355937821601147954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SlQdEl-drDI/AAAAAAAAAho/NyJ2hgGjZ1U/s200/June_2009_Dash_Point+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355937826696351618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SlQdE49QT4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZzcknjIMBGs/s200/June_2009_Dash_Point+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm more like my son, or maybe it is the other way around. It is easy for me to just tread water with the things I know. We can continue to sell a handful of copies each week using the few venues in place. That's easy. But, to really bring the book's message to life and reach out to girls and runners, I need to do more. It is time for me to really take a stand with this book and step into the scary "unknown" to reach our goal of selling 3,000 copies of the book this year. That's how we can make a difference.  The trick is to keep it all in balance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scary? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exhilarating? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always: Happy running and happy summer reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4189386825761114609?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4189386825761114609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4189386825761114609&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4189386825761114609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4189386825761114609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/reaching-beyond-comforts-of-home.html' title='Reaching Beyond the Comforts of Home'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SlQdEUldhCI/AAAAAAAAAhg/R6XiaDpwUH0/s72-c/Ethan+reading+to+Albus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5182547874021551491</id><published>2009-07-01T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:52:46.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Good Sport</title><content type='html'>My son is just 12 days shy of  his 5th birthday. For those of you without children, here's a translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a confident force to be reckoned with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353610939881927762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SkvYyQFOtFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Atpof6frfCU/s200/Superhero+Ethan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really and truly, he wants to be a super hero when he grows up. If that doesn't pan out, he's sure that he will be "the best Globe Trotter EVER!" (despite the fact that his current basketball skill is that he knows what a basketball is). He assures me that he is a faster runner than me (despite the fact that he begs me to slow down so he can catch up when I'm running and he's biking with me) and asserts on a daily basis that he will always be older than his sister (which is, in fact, true).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately hurt feelings can accompany all of this young confidence. He's starting to discover that other people's athletic skills are a bit more fine tuned than his and that hitting a ball with a bat is harder than it looks (even with a tee)! This makes my job as his mom a bit more challenging this summer than I thought it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully I have some good stuff in my arsenal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. YMCA Rookie Sports Camp - My son spent the first week out of school at the soccer/t-ball rookie camp. I was thrilled that the core value they promoted all week was Sportsmanship. In addition to working on dribbling, catching, hitting (and running in the right direction), the group of 4-8 year olds learned how to encourage one another and celebrate success without being arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Books that promote kindness and acceptance of others - Now that he's reading independently more regularly, we're reading books together and discussing them the first time through. Then he rereads them on his own. After we read them again as a family (with little sister!) I have him tell me something the main character learned in the story. This often leads to an age-appropriate discussion about if/when he faces that situation what he can do. &lt;em&gt;Where's Your Smile, Crocodile?&lt;/em&gt; by Claire Freedman was a good one we read last week that showed the importance of helping others. I was also happy to discover an Early Reader that chronicled a pair of friends who struggled with competition: &lt;em&gt;Cork &amp;amp; Fuzz: Good Sports&lt;/em&gt; by Dori Chaconas. And you'll notice the new book &lt;em&gt;Nico &amp;amp; Lola: Kindness shared between a boy and a dog&lt;/em&gt; by Meggan Hill in the photo below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353610281034126642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SkvYL5rrFTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/sx9KJkWSPQU/s200/Ethan+reading+to+Albus.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Family Runs/Rides - I DO want my son to feel confident, but I want him to feel good about specific things he can do (not just what he *thinks* he can do!). So even though when he rides his bike while I run it makes my runs s-l-o-w-e-r, I know this won't always be the case. To build his confidence as a rider, I'm using the time to cheer for him when he's doing well with detailed compliments: "Wow! When you steer straight like that, you can go farther faster!" or "I noticed how smoothly you took that turn!" These become part of our reports to his dad at dinner time and then we set a skill focus/goal for the next bike outing. Of course, riding on the tag-along on the back of Dad's bike during our family trail rides is great, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Water Balloons - Good ol' "Catch" isn't a favorite at our house (i.e., we have strong reading skills, but need to work more on hand-eye coordination!), so now we're working to make it fun and game-like so he can be successful when he plays a bit more seriously with kids at school or the playground. Water balloons are great for this on these warm summer days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last summer before he heads off to Kindergarten promises to be one of growth for all of us. I'm glad that fun can be at the base of all of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about YOU? What do you do to help your children strike a healthy confidence balance? What's in your fun/learning parenting kit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5182547874021551491?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5182547874021551491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5182547874021551491&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5182547874021551491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5182547874021551491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/becoming-good-sport.html' title='Becoming a Good Sport'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SkvYyQFOtFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Atpof6frfCU/s72-c/Superhero+Ethan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3768643314738736854</id><published>2009-06-21T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:50:39.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly a Week Without Running . . . but still Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj80pnBeBbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/eCu8XmPxVbg/s1600-h/June_2009_Camano_Camping+153Rainbow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350052771793864114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj80pnBeBbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/eCu8XmPxVbg/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+153Rainbow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Rainbow over the Puget Sound after a rainstorm on Camano Island this weekend while we were camping - photo was taken right from our campsite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is nearly midnight, but my brain is racing. I'm blogging in attempt to purge my thoughts and thus calm myself. No, no, I'm not awake worrying about anything and no, my redheaded temper isn't fired up about anything I can't change. I'm simply overwhelmed (in a good way) by some pretty simple things, for which I am thankful:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. I am thankful that my mom was able to fly ALL the way from WA to MA for a weekend with the extended family of her youth. She gathered with her three siblings (just that part is amazing) and their dad to celebrate the life of her uncle with their countless cousins and, and, and . . . from what I hear, it was QUITE the gathering in honor of an amazing man. While there, my mom and her siblings also celebrated my grandpa's 85th birthday and were able to spend Father's Day with him. Today was likely the first Father's Day all 4 of them were with their dad in a few decades. Isn't that remarkable? I get all warm and fuzzy just thinking about it. Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. I am honored that my high school AP Chemistry teacher somehow remembered me after all these years and friended me on Facebook (along with a number of my memorable and colorful classmates). Her class and her talents as a teacher (beyond just the material) were important parts of my Senior year and her passion for teaching inspired me in my years as a teacher. It turns out she recently bought a copy of &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run.&lt;/em&gt; The book, and my regular FB status updates about my runs and silly anecdotes about my little family, are now helping to inspire HER as she enters the world of running and trains for her first triathlon in August. Inspiration truly is circular. OK, now my eyes are getting a bit blurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. I have not run a step since last Wednesday (I think it was Wednesday, anyhow). Our family took off on Thursday for a long weekend of camping at Camano Island State Park and it was amazing. We did come home a day early, but ended up exploring another State Park this morning instead, so we didn't really lose much outside time with the switch in plans. We gained a bit of extra sleep and a fun movie night, though. The weekend away from computers, and telephones was just what this gal needed . . . and the weekend away from grass pollen and whatever else is triggering his allergies is just what this gal's husband needed. The beach, with rocks, driftwood, forts, crabs of all sizes and colors, wind, rain, rainbows, coin showers, and amazing clouds welcomed us. My daughter roasted her first marshmallow and my son enjoyed at least three fire-roasted blueberry pies with the mountain pie maker (in one night).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350050735560909826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj8yzFds5AI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2gfZKwPrO5U/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This is the view from our camper on our camping trip this weekend - literally the best spot in the whole campground - talk about having a room with a view!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350050732392663234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj8yy5qVSMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/0HPIs6ji0h0/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. I am thankful for the promise of a playful summer. This weekend reminded me that my children's childhoods are precious and short - I will be limiting screen time across the board. Our mission for the summer is to explore and experience while the getting is good. The kids can do without TV on a daily basis (though I think Saturday family movie nights will become part of our fun when we're not camping) and I can do without FB/Twitter/blogs on a daily basis. I will definitely check-in and post from time to time, but not with the regularity that you've seen from me in the past. Summer in the Pacific NW is too short!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350050739792219122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj8yzVOhi_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/W7DyRuEAz-E/s200/June_2009_Camano_Camping+232.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Here's my Boy Who Loves to Wiggle in his best form!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. I am thankful for readers and runners who have the book &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on their shelves. I am thankful that they are sharing their passion for running/living a vivid life by recommending the book to others and by encouraging others to reach their goals (running or otherwise!). You can even find the book on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/pages/We-Are-Girls-Who-Love-to-RunSomos-Chicas-y-A-Nosotras-Nos-Encanta-Correr/108922301717?ref=ts"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and become a fan! The blog posts I do write over the summer will be running/book publishing related. I'll update you with info about where the book is headed, where you can &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chicas-Nosotras-Encanta-Correr-Spanish/dp/0979851114/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1245656434&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;find it &lt;/a&gt;to buy a copy (if you don't already have one!), and additional ways you can share your love of books and running with youth. This is, after all, my passion. I will also continue to share pertinent &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-in-pages-review-of-do-princesses.html"&gt;book reviews &lt;/a&gt;about similar, uplifting books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350050728944415794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj8yys0NNDI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SyDBq1p_YGY/s200/June_2009_Dash_Point+041.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(This is my 2 year-old Girl Who Loves to Run, doing what she does best . . . go, go, going!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And with that, dear reader, I am feeling less fidgety and my brain is getting the message that it is okay to slow for the night. Tomorrow I will return to my love of running - refreshed &amp;amp; energized by the time spent with my family and the new perspective I have on what my place is in this world at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you happy running and precious time with your loved ones this summer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brianna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3768643314738736854?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3768643314738736854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3768643314738736854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3768643314738736854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3768643314738736854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/nearly-week-without-running-but-still.html' title='Nearly a Week Without Running . . . but still Thankful'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sj80pnBeBbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/eCu8XmPxVbg/s72-c/June_2009_Camano_Camping+153Rainbow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-137954474305718670</id><published>2009-06-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:56:58.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balanced Steps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of school year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>Starting the last week of school with a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>The kids are down &amp;amp; out with the double whammy of environmental allergies &amp;amp; croup, but that doesn't mean there aren't things for which to be thankful! As this last week of school gets going (well, it will get going for us on Wednesday when he's not contagious anymore), I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The wonderful educational foundation my son has received in his two years of Montessori preschool. Wouldn't trade it for anything and I look forward to my daughter enjoying her years there when it is her turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The friends &lt;strong&gt;I've&lt;/strong&gt; made through my son's school.  At least two of them have &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/community-of-runners-part-2.html"&gt;joined me for runs&lt;/a&gt;, so you know they are amazing women (even the non-runners are great)! Yes, parents can make friends at school, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My 25:51 PR at the &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;Duvall Days 5K &lt;/a&gt;on June 6th (and placing 14th out of 220 women)! Thanks to the combination of group runs, &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;Sane Fitness &lt;/a&gt;strength training, and a little "kick in the pants" from my husband (more like a dare, really), I discovered that YES, this body can go a bit faster and actually enjoys the challenge.  Think I can break 25:00 by the end of summer? Hmmm . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The promise of the lazy days of summer. Our family calendar is filling quickly with camping/hiking/music filled adventures. In fact, last weekend we managed to ride 2 ferries, visit 2 State Parks and I still got in my Saturday morning run. As my son says, "This summer I want to spend A LOT of time outside. Outside, outside, outside." Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The honor of being the author of a successful book. I'll write more about this later in the week, but in these days of struggle for the book publishing world, I'm thankful for the readers who spread the word about &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;and encourage others to make it part of their treasured book collection. For an independent publishing company with a minuscule budget, Balanced Steps is really having a positive impact on young readers and their families!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you health, sunshine and happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-137954474305718670?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/137954474305718670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=137954474305718670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/137954474305718670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/137954474305718670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/starting-last-week-of-school-with.html' title='Starting the last week of school with a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4814039215381323462</id><published>2009-06-11T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:44:45.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmela LaVigna Coyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally Jean the Bicycle Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike Gordon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carl Gordon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do Princesses Wear Hiking Boots'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Pages: Review of Do Princesses Wear Hiking Boots? by Carmela LaVigna Coyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SjGVu3gtQ2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/TIBGLClDKOw/s1600-h/Princesses+Hiking+Boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346218865073144674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SjGVu3gtQ2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/TIBGLClDKOw/s200/Princesses+Hiking+Boots.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Do-Princesses-Wear-Hiking-Boots/dp/0873588282"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do Princesses Wear Hiking Boots&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://carmelacoyle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carmela &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LaVigna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Coyle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at our local drug store on a whim one day. As an author, I'm a total sucker for books, especially picture books, and even more especially picture books for girls that somehow incorporate healthy living. Usually I think about them longer than 5 seconds before purchasing them, though. But this time the cover grabbed me, I totally forgot the purpose of my stop at the store, and off I went to the check-out to make it mine (under the guise that the book is for my daughter). Kudos to illustrators &lt;a href="http://www.gordonillustration.com/biog.html"&gt;Mike &amp;amp; Carl Gordon&lt;/a&gt; for their whimsical artwork that truly stopped me in my tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that make this book shine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The author's daughter is credited for asking the question that created the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The book is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dialogue&lt;/span&gt; between a mother and daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The girl's dog joins her on her questioning adventure ("Do princesses climb trees?" one page reads. The illustration shows the girl dangling from her knees on a branch. Her dog is doing the same with its back legs on the next branch over!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The mother's answers to her daughter's questions are both playful and real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. This book celebrates the joy of life with healthy balance of adventure and responsibility (the girl has chores and goes to school - what more could a mom ask for?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that I would change about the book is to make the main character a redhead. But only because my favorite little girl is a redhead (that would be my daughter), not for any REAL reason. But, since the mom is a redhead (like me), I really can't complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without saying too much more (like giving away the surprise ending - which adds icing to the already wonderful cake of a book), I do have to add that I think this book has some great parallels with &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.blogspot.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/a&gt; and another book I reviewed just a little while ago, &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-pages-review-of-sally-jean.html"&gt;Sally Jean, the Bicycle Queen&lt;/a&gt;. All three books encourage girls to embrace the many facets of girlhood, let their inner selves shine, and to follow their hearts. &lt;em&gt;Do Princesses Wear Hiking Boots?&lt;/em&gt; is truly a gift from the author and illustrators to the world of little girls. I look forward to sharing this book with my daughter as I help her recognize her inner strengths and explore the beauty of our day-to-day world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about you? Is there a book that really grabbed YOU recently? Do tell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4814039215381323462?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4814039215381323462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4814039215381323462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4814039215381323462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4814039215381323462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-in-pages-review-of-do-princesses.html' title='Lost in the Pages: Review of Do Princesses Wear Hiking Boots? by Carmela LaVigna Coyle'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SjGVu3gtQ2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/TIBGLClDKOw/s72-c/Princesses+Hiking+Boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5279025883457681141</id><published>2009-06-05T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:24:37.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Running Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loni Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yosemite National Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Run Like Hell Half Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Checking the Numbers</title><content type='html'>I posted at the start of May that I would be &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-tracking-my-distance.html"&gt;tracking my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on the calendar. This is the first time I've really charted my distance since marathon training in 2003 (yikes, that was a long time ago!), so it was a true learning experience. I had to get back in the groove of remembering to transfer the happy little number from my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt; to the calendar AND I had to get over the shock of how much lower my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt; was than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased to see that I really did get in 3-4 runs/week, which isn't bad when you consider we also got in a 4 day trip to CA to visit &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-central.html"&gt;Yosemite&lt;/a&gt; and family and that I also did 18 miles on my bike (towing my daughter in the trailer, no less!) and we hiked countless miles. But 39.2 miles over the course of a month was lower than I thought it would be. If the &lt;a href="http://www.halfmarathons.net/usa_half_marathons_oregon_run_like_hell_half_marathon.html"&gt;Run Like Hell Half in Portland &lt;/a&gt;this October is going to be a successful reality, these feet have some more running to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I get my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt; up this month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Saturday group runs really will turn into long runs now that more ladies are participating. At least two of the gals are also planning for the Half, so instead of 2-4 miles on Saturday, we'll be logging 5-6 to start and then increasing our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt; from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My amazingly talented singer/songwriter friend, &lt;a href="http://www.lonirose.com/"&gt;Loni Rose&lt;/a&gt;, is now joining me for a run on Wednesdays while our sons are in school (and maybe the boys can bike beside us when school is out!) and she likes to run a good distance. We celebrated &lt;a href="http://www.runningday.org/"&gt;National Running Day &lt;/a&gt;with a 5K run and were pleased to discover that our paces are similar and that we really had fun together (even though we were a bit slower than either of us would run with our husbands - less chatting with the guys, is my guess!). 2 loops around the lake is 5K, so next week we're adding a third loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now that my pace is a bit faster (when not talking too much!), I can get in more distance in a shorter time while pushing my daughter in the jogger. She's also happy to go now, especially if we can stop at a park mid-way or post-run. The park "carrot" also enables us to go for a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My son will be in a YMCA soccer/t-ball camp in the mornings the last week of June, allowing me to keep with our usual weekly routine for the month. July will be a different story, but I'm just taking things one month at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? What do you do to increase your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt;? Any challenges you have to work around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5279025883457681141?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5279025883457681141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5279025883457681141&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5279025883457681141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5279025883457681141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/checking-numbers.html' title='Checking the Numbers'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1873951742852951243</id><published>2009-06-01T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:43:24.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Cooperative Preschool'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart returns . . .</title><content type='html'>It is too pretty of a day to be sitting at the computer (for which I am most thankful!), so I'll keep this post short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting this week with a smile in my heart because I'm thankful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The 5 women that joined me to run on Saturday morning (and one brought along her daughter to ride her bike along side her!). This &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/community-of-runners-part-2.html"&gt;women's running group &lt;/a&gt;is really picking up momentum! It is great to see people come together to share their passion and support one another, no matter their speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The beauty of &lt;a href="http://www.whidbeycamanoislands.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camano&lt;/span&gt; Island, WA&lt;/a&gt;. We spent Memorial Day there and went back again yesterday. I haven't felt so connected with a place since living in Italy for a summer. Although the day was a bit hazy, we could still see the Olympic Mountains and enjoyed a picnic and walk along the rocky shore of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camano&lt;/span&gt; Island State Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342476456402615042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiRKCAzD-wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ybKiMWQYjvI/s200/May_2009_Camano_Island+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342476461274274594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiRKCS8jmyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/oxZIXcRgkOo/s200/May_2009_Camano_Island+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The excitement of running this week to prep for Saturday's &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Days 5K&lt;/a&gt;. I'm thinking that with all of the weight training and more frequent runs I'm doing that this could be a PR race for me! I ran the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/duvall-days-10k-race-report.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Days 10K last &lt;/a&gt;year (brutal hills!!!), so it should be fun to do the flat 5K route for a change of pace this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I remembered to use sun screen today! Sunscreen is almost part of our daily routine now. It took some getting used to once the weather improved, but now even the kids think to ask about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The house has been purged of baby gear. That's right - 2 SUV loads of stuff (in good shape, no junk!) went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Co-op Preschool to help raise money at their garage sale next weekend in conjunction with the big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fire fighter's&lt;/span&gt; Pancake Breakfast event next door to the preschool. This is BIG time stuff in our little town. :) There's actually room to park a car in our garage now - and should I want, I can twirl around in just about any room in our house without knocking my shins into excess toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do thank you for stopping by to visit, but I must encourage you to please leave a quick comment and then step away from your computer and get outside to enjoy your day/evening! What about me, you ask? I'm following my own advice by relaxing in our hammock before the kids get up from their naps and we head to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy June and happy running! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1873951742852951243?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1873951742852951243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1873951742852951243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1873951742852951243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1873951742852951243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/starting-with-thankful-heart-returns.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart returns . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiRKCAzD-wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ybKiMWQYjvI/s72-c/May_2009_Camano_Island+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4521144195731214230</id><published>2009-05-29T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:19:04.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Ending with a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>Somehow I got away from my "Starting with a Thankful Heart" posts. They really are a great way to kick-off a work week, so you can count on me getting back to those. When I find frustration building-up or feel like I'm swimming against the current, I can often turn my attitude around by taking a minute to acknowledge at least ONE thing for which I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Granted, gratitude can be a bit like pulling teeth when you have a two year-old screaming in your ear and a four year-old taking apart every last thing he can get his hands on. But it can be done. And when I can latch on to one or two things for which I truly am grateful, I find I can get to the root of the screaming (lately, the arrival of molars and a significant physical growth - as evidenced by the dramatic shoe size change overnight!) and redirect my son's curiosity for good instead of evil (it always helps to address him as a Superhero and give him tasks that can "save the day").  Oh, don't bother asking me about the socks - I really don't know why they're an important part of the outfit, but they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341462738516652130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiCwD3ZFMGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1DWJg-0EsnU/s200/Superhero+Ethan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the spirit of those usual Monday posts, here's my "Ending with a Thankful Heart" gratitude list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My husband recognizing that I was ready to hear him say "You can run faster if you want to. I know you can." After plodding along at the same pace for at least 2 years and with a nearly 6 months of strength training under my belt, he's right. I can go faster - because I have the tools to do so. I kicked-off my "I can go faster" mind-set this morning with a tempo run on the treadmill - and, no kidding, he was right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The open arms of the great outdoors. For SO many reasons, but especially since it provides my children with a place to be themselves, full throttle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Pizza. Late-night pizza with my husband after a full day last night and family pizza night with my mom tonight. Is there such thing as too much pizza? I'm sure there is, but we haven't reached that point yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. And finally, as my dad would say, "Cuteness personified." The boundless energy of my children can't be beat (though there ARE days when I could use a second run to get a bit more time to myself - let's be honest here!). They wear me out and they challenge me daily, but I wouldn't trade 'em for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341462742218448482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiCwEFLqHmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/3gfyHQ16nzo/s200/Princess+Megan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? Can you think of at least one thing for which you are thankful this week? Big or small, feel free to share in the comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4521144195731214230?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4521144195731214230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4521144195731214230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4521144195731214230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4521144195731214230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/ending-with-thankful-heart.html' title='Ending with a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SiCwD3ZFMGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/1DWJg-0EsnU/s72-c/Superhero+Ethan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1023103322638079263</id><published>2009-05-21T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:28:38.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yosemite National Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seattle Half Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Update Central</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; I've been away from the blog world, but this time my absence was not due to sick children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Since deciding to do a Half, I really have been running more. My training plan isn't set yet, but a few gals (from our newly-formed Saturday morning running group!) and I have our sights on the Portland Half in August . . . or maybe Seattle in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. I've been putting our YMCA membership to better use and even have our daughter taking a Toddler Sports class (fits perfectly between my run &amp;amp; shower and the time we have to leave to get Mr. Music from preschool - full morning, but awesome!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdpsDqjYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/biaJ689yZR8/s1600-h/Yosemite+Running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338852088889958674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdpsDqjYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/biaJ689yZR8/s200/Yosemite+Running.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. We took a trip to Yosemite National Park - AMAZING (that's me running through the valley, because I could).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. We Are Girls Who Love to Run finally has a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/pages/We-Are-Girls-Who-Love-to-RunSomos-Chicas-y-A-Nosotras-Nos-Encanta-Correr/108922301717?ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; page &lt;/a&gt;- become a fan - REALLY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. I've joined the world of Twitter (@writingrunner), though I'm still tinkering with it to figure out what it is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Though I've been home since Monday night, my brain is still stuck in Yosemite. My only running was once through a meadow with my son (seen above), but you can surely see why I've had a hard time getting back to "real life" once you take a look at these photos (we took nearly 250 in the 3 days we were there . . . and that was just OUR camera - my brother-in-law's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; took just as many with theirs!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854146418302882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Shdrj0jiX6I/AAAAAAAAAfs/hB7CG95nDzU/s200/Yosemite_May_2009+162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Be sure you take the time this weekend to thank a Service Member (former/current and/or their family members) for their dedication to our country and our freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now I leave you with images from the amazing national treasure that is Yosemite National Park (yes, we took these ourselves!!!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854137949122050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdrjVAU7gI/AAAAAAAAAfk/NgTJ3iXstmo/s200/Yosemite_May_2009+110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854136531222994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdrjPuRgdI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ChrafEn_HqQ/s200/Yosemite_May_2009+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854138975541906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdrjY1C2pI/AAAAAAAAAfc/r4i0WngUyiE/s200/Yosemite_May_2009+094.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854131823004210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Shdri-LvyjI/AAAAAAAAAfM/EQiLEnLAIlA/s200/Yosemite_May_2009+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1023103322638079263?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1023103322638079263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1023103322638079263&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1023103322638079263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1023103322638079263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-central.html' title='Update Central'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ShdpsDqjYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/biaJ689yZR8/s72-c/Yosemite+Running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7904843413712222798</id><published>2009-05-11T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:34:48.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duvall Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Wilt Scholarship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snoqualmie Valley Community Network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>Community of Runners (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the official running of the &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/johnwiltscholarship5k/"&gt;John Wilt Memorial 5K&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, I can tell you that John's friends were running everywhere on Saturday - thus far I've seen photo evidence of runners in Manhattan and Tuscon, and have read reports of others running, too. I expect more photos will be posted this week showing those runners in action. My friend Beth, the race's director, reported that the race started with John's best friend, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;, and her husband (a fellow former Marine, like John) starting out 20 seconds early with the Marine flag. It was a somber start to the race, a true heart-felt and silent tribute to John. But, as John would have insisted, the race quickly picked up energy and excitement once the rest of the runners got going, ending with a post-race celebration with quite a large group of our classmates who were able to attend the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SgiX9PN0D0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/-HCuT5jVqwQ/s1600-h/John+Wilt+Scholarship+Run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334680836932636482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SgiX9PN0D0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/-HCuT5jVqwQ/s200/John+Wilt+Scholarship+Run.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I originally thought just a few local runners would join me for my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/community-of-runners.html"&gt;Washington-based tribute run&lt;/a&gt;. While my closest running gal friends showed up, I was thrilled that an additional 3 were able to join, bringing our tally to six moms out for an early morning 5K on Mother's Day Eve. Since we started in the parking lot by our local police station, we were able to flag down an officer to take our photo before he headed out on his rounds. The fog hadn't completely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lifted&lt;/span&gt; yet when we got started, but it didn't slow us down any. With six runners on the course, we were able to comfortably split into two pace groups. One gal sprinted ahead to do a fast final mile (WAY faster than I could maintain - she truly left us in her dust!), but my neighbor and I managed a respectable 28:30 finish and we jogged back to accompany the second pace group to the finish just a few short minutes later. Two of those gals report that they ran &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PRs&lt;/span&gt;! We were truly "&lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/a&gt;". And, yes, that is me with my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-anyone-seen-my-yellow-hat.html"&gt;yellow hat&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember the last time I ran with someone else, let alone a handful of women for a group run. I really enjoyed it. And apparently, so did they (not so surprising, based on what I've read on other people's blogs and on on-line running &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;communities&lt;/span&gt;, group runs ARE inspiring). They asked if I'd put together some group runs again soon, which I plan to start-up in the next week (and already know of a few others who would like to run with us). And to top it all off, my neighbor and I decided today to sign-up and train for a fall half-marathon together since our pacing is so similar. I guess I AM doing a half this year, no more excuses!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, thanks to my friend Beth and our John (and his parents and close friends), for bringing together this little group of women in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt;, WA for a run on Saturday. It seems their reach of influence far exceeds the John Wilt Memorial 5K - they're now responsible for influencing a Saturday morning running group and a pair of women who can count on one another for half-marathon training support. Aren't runners and girlfriends the best? I love being part of this community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's next on my race plate? I'll be running with an 11 year-old girl for the &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Days 5K &lt;/a&gt;the first Saturday in June! Her parents won a package the &lt;a href="http://refweb.org/"&gt;REF &lt;/a&gt;auction that included a copy of my book and the chance to have me run with someone at the race. I'm excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7904843413712222798?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7904843413712222798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7904843413712222798&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7904843413712222798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7904843413712222798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/community-of-runners-part-2.html' title='Community of Runners (Part 2)'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SgiX9PN0D0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/-HCuT5jVqwQ/s72-c/John+Wilt+Scholarship+Run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5842170394772256325</id><published>2009-05-05T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:59:08.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>May - Tracking My Distance</title><content type='html'>I'm not really a competitive runner. I just like the way running feels, the way it clears my head and the way it leaves me feeling strong. I enjoy races, but haven't been one to push myself toward any goals since having the kiddos. But all that is about to change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back in my running shoes 4-6 times/week, I'm curious about how much distance I'm actually covering. Before now I think the statistics would have frustrated me since I really couldn't get in more running. But NOW I'm in a groove and I think the statistics will help me build up my distance and encourage me to consider building speed as we approach the summer months and some fun 5K &amp;amp; 10K races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are fancy things I can do to track my runs (heck, I can do so on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Garmin&lt;/span&gt;, right?!), but for starters I've been recording my distances by hand on our family calendar. There's something satisfying about hand writing the numbers. Perhaps June will be the month that I learn to utilize the high tech tools I have - when I'm really getting outside more for my runs and gearing-up for some races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to reporting my total for May at the end of the month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? What motivates you to go the distance or pick up your pace? Take a second and leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week . . . and happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5842170394772256325?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5842170394772256325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5842170394772256325&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5842170394772256325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5842170394772256325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-tracking-my-distance.html' title='May - Tracking My Distance'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2545566245833353530</id><published>2009-04-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:20:54.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow hat'/><title type='text'>And the winner is . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330705265695526370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MiQWDeI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RDaLYvXUYDc/s200/Number+in+hand.jpg" /&gt; *Drum roll . . . . *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 . . . &lt;a href="http://abetterkaolee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Girl on Top&lt;/a&gt;, a fellow runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the drawing so you can see that it was fair! Each entry got a number, I put the numbers in my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-anyone-seen-my-yellow-hat.html"&gt;yellow running hat &lt;/a&gt;and my husband took a break from his Wii game to do the honors of an unbiased number pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MbArTnI/AAAAAAAAAek/OgCSKU-88r8/s1600-h/Numbers+on+counter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330705263750762098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MbArTnI/AAAAAAAAAek/OgCSKU-88r8/s200/Numbers+on+counter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MUMfCMI/AAAAAAAAAes/258LDGcp2go/s1600-h/Numbers+in+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330705261921241282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MUMfCMI/AAAAAAAAAes/258LDGcp2go/s200/Numbers+in+hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl, send me an email with your address and I get the deck right to you (I do my final Week 6 workout on Sunday, just in time to send you the cards on Monday)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the 11 folks who left a comment to be considered for the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;Sane Fitness card deck&lt;/a&gt;. I know some of you are interested in getting a set of these for yourself, so click on over to the &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;Sane Fit site&lt;/a&gt; and take advantage of their Mother's Day special! If you are a local and want to see the cards, let me know before Monday and we can meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have something similar to review and giveaway soon. Stay tuned . . . and happy running (and strength training)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2545566245833353530?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2545566245833353530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2545566245833353530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2545566245833353530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2545566245833353530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sfp4MiQWDeI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RDaLYvXUYDc/s72-c/Number+in+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4987580852193994012</id><published>2009-04-29T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:39:43.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavement Runner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Wilt Scholarship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three Cups of Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Last Chance!</title><content type='html'>Get your comments in NOW for a chance to win the &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;Sane Fitness &lt;/a&gt;cards I've been glowing about for 6 weeks. Tomorrow at 9PM EST I'll be drawing the name of the winner!! Please post your entry on the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;original post &lt;/a&gt;to be considered (though comments here are always welcome, too, they just won't help you win!). If you don't win them, there's still time to get free shipping for Mother's Day on the Sane Fitness website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm keeping it simple with an easy update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Running:&lt;/strong&gt; 2 laps (roughly 5K) around Lake Tye in Monroe, pushing Little Sister (with a break to play at the playground with her!). Gearing up for the &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/johnwiltscholarship5k/Home"&gt;John Wilt Memorial 5K&lt;/a&gt; on May 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reading:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.threecupsoftea.com/"&gt;Three Cups of Tea &lt;/a&gt;now . . . &lt;a href="http://www.artemisfowl.com/"&gt;Artemis Fowl &lt;/a&gt;is next in line (&lt;a href="http://pavementrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pavement Runner &lt;/a&gt;got me curious about Artemis Fowl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gardening:&lt;/strong&gt; Bought 3 rose bushes to plant in the front yard along our new brick wall (photos to come when bushes are in the ground!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids:&lt;/strong&gt; Sound asleep after nearly 4 hours of outside time. I love spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running, reading and playing!! Now go cast your entry for those cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4987580852193994012?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4987580852193994012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4987580852193994012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4987580852193994012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4987580852193994012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-chance.html' title='Last Chance!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6515282935852558138</id><published>2009-04-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:18:53.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyasa yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Giveaway Reminder!</title><content type='html'>Next week is my 6th and final week of the &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;Sane Fitness Quick Start Fitness Deck &lt;/a&gt;that I reviewed a few weeks ago. As promised, I'll be drawing a winner for the deck on April 30th - which isn't long from now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I'm sticking with my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;rave review&lt;/a&gt;. Since I started the program 5 weeks ago, here's what I've noticed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My outer thighs are more toned now than they've been in years, which in addition to the vanity boost, also makes hill running easier. LOVE that! And now that I look back at the photos from the start of the program, I notice my arms are more sculpted now, too. Bring on summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My body fat percentage has dropped, which somehow manifests in a more slender face for me. This is only accentuated by my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/hairy-side-of-running.html"&gt;longer hair &lt;/a&gt;- but it is fun to see photos of me with short hair and fuller cheeks compared to me now with long, straight hair and a thinner face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I returned to yoga this morning (thanks for watching the kids, Mom &amp;amp; Dad!!!) and found that although it has been a few months since my steady yoga practice, my body was still able to do a challenging Vinyasa session heavy with push-ups and core work. There's no way I would have come out feeling as good as I did without the strength training during my yoga hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I feel empowered by my increased stamina and strength and find myself facing new challenges. For example, I moved 75 landscaping bricks with my dad BOTH into and out of a van without batting an eye. This is a gift from the cardio work with running and the strength from lifting. I am sure I wouldn't have proposed the idea of building the brick wall (without my husband around) last year when strength training wasn't part of my workout routine. But this year more things seem possible. (Shhhhhh, don't tell my husband. The finished wall is a surprise when he returns home from a work trip tomorrow!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My kids like having a strong mama (well, &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/ball-mama.html"&gt;I already knew that&lt;/a&gt;, but now it shows even more because they leave me alone without complaint so I can finish!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sound of those results? Click on over to my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;original post &lt;/a&gt;to be tossed into the running for the cards! Maybe YOU could be the lucky winner. As of today there are only 8 entries, so the chances of winning are quite good. Don't be shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as always, happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6515282935852558138?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6515282935852558138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6515282935852558138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6515282935852558138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6515282935852558138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/giveaway-reminder.html' title='Giveaway Reminder!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8395682631024940176</id><published>2009-04-21T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:54:18.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Wilt Scholarship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathoning for Mortals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>The Community of Runners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Se6S15UEelI/AAAAAAAAAec/qxKheS7l6XI/s1600-h/John+Wilt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327356863841598034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Se6S15UEelI/AAAAAAAAAec/qxKheS7l6XI/s200/John+Wilt.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite aspects of running is how once you decide to run, you are instantly welcomed by an enormous community of runners. It doesn't matter how fast or how far you go, just mention to a fellow runner that you run and you're likely to get a response like, "Running is what gets me through the week," or "I hope to still be running when I'm eighty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one of my first races, The Lamplighter 5K in a dinky little Carolina town (can't remember if it was in North or South Carolina, as we lived along the border and ran races in both states regularly), I was following the &lt;a href="http://www.marathoningformortals.com/uof/marathoningformortals/"&gt;Marathoning for Mortals &lt;/a&gt;run/walk training plan, so I'd take walk breaks regularly. I can't tell you how many times my fellow runners encouraged me with "Keep it up!" or "Lookin' good, Red!" There I was, new to the sport, but so openly welcomed. It was there that I also noticed for the first time that most of the runners started and finished their runs with smiles. Even the most serious of runners can't hide their smiles the entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had discovered running when I was younger. Looking back, I'm surprised that I didn't. A friend of mine in high school was one of the top 5 girls in the state. An even closer friend of mine, John Wilt (or just "Wilt"), was a runner who managed to get in regular runs despite all of the marching band &amp;amp; football practices, guitar lessons, band practices with friends, volunteering and academic competitions he did. Now that I know running isn't something to be feared, I suspect that running may have been the glue that kept it all together for John. Sometimes he ran with friends, but I know that as much as he enjoyed socializing (EVERYBODY loved Wilt), I know he must have basked in the solitude of running from time to time, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John never knew me as a runner, though I wish he had. Running has made me a much better person than I ever was during our shared high school days.  I like to think that he would have said, "Well, put on your shoes and let's go!" I can only imagine the wisdom I could have gleaned from a run with him - running or life-related, it wouldn't matter. Wilt had a way of just knowing. Knowing the right thing to say, knowing when not to say anything at all, knowing the perfect analogy to help you think more clearly, knowing that he was the perfect person to deliver harsh reality to you instead of sugar coating the truth or dancing around it. He served up Truth better than anyone I've ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I saw John was at my wedding, three years before running got its wonderful hold on me. Though he and I hadn't really seen one another for years (I moved before our Senior year), we stayed in touch some and he made a point to get leave from the U.S. Naval Academy to meet up with his parents for my wedding, for which I will be forever honored. He stayed right up to the very last dance, for which there were only about a dozen of us left in the whole place. Two short years later I returned to our common town for his memorial service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, May 9th I'll be joining runners from all over the world (one of the benefits of being Air Force brats) to honor John's life and raise funds for the John Wilt Scholarship. While the actual run is in O'Fallon, IL, where John's parents still reside, I'll be running it right here in Duvall, WA. While some of his friends still live in the area, and are likely to be there in full force, I bet just as many of us will be taking part in the virtual event. I get chills just thinking about how our love for Wilt and his love of running are uniting us all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time you go for a run, take a minute to think about how the running community has strengthened you and enhanced your life. And on Sunday, May 9th, if you run (make that "WHEN you run"), think of John and his far-reaching circle of family and friends who are running, too. I'll be thinking of John and the other runners who have influenced my path. While Wilt's feet won't be hitting the pavement like ours, he'll be there. Runners are always there for one another. John Wilt was a runner. And I'm proud to be a runner, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Wilt graduated from O’Fallon Township High School in 1996. His interests included music, sports, math and science, literature, international relations and history. He was a member of the Honor Society, the concert and marching bands, the speech team, and Model U.N. He also played varsity football, participated in track and was active in his church. After graduating from the United States Naval Academy with a degree in Physics, he was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the United States Marine Corps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John died May 8th, 2002 in an aircraft accident while undergoing flight officer training at NAS Pensacola, Florida and was posthumously promoted to 1st Lieutenant in August 2008. In John’s memory, a $1500.00 renewable scholarship has been established to recognize a member of the graduating class who has enthusiastically pursued academic excellence, been involved in athletics and other extracurricular activities, and has displayed exceptional levels of commitment to achieving personal goals. Proceeds from the 5K run will apply directly to the scholarship fund. Visit &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/johnwiltscholarship5k" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" __untrusted="true"&gt;http://sites.google.com/site/johnwiltscholarship5k&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8395682631024940176?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8395682631024940176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8395682631024940176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8395682631024940176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8395682631024940176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/community-of-runners.html' title='The Community of Runners'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Se6S15UEelI/AAAAAAAAAec/qxKheS7l6XI/s72-c/John+Wilt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3895255605156689812</id><published>2009-04-19T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:31:32.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Spring Heart</title><content type='html'>It took a few weeks, but I think Mother Nature finally caught on that this is April and the appropriate season is SPRING. In celebration of the wonderful stretch of days we've had over the past week, I'm posting my "Starting with a Thankful Heart" entry a few hours early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get ready to face this new week, my heart is full of sunshine. I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 11 mile training run my friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kajsa&lt;/span&gt; did today. No, I didn't go with her, but her daughter played with my kids in the yard while she hit the trail and her husband weeded the front garden beds for her. Hooray for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The countless hours of gardening we enjoyed this week/weekend. There's nothing quite like wheeling around loads of soil, sifting it, collecting rocks, chasing kids in the yard, planting new trees, pulling weeds, raking, and breathing wonderful fresh air all the while. And, NO, I'm not usually a gardening gal, it was just that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Homemade worm farms (constructed enthusiastically by three children - ages 4, 3 and 2). Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The season's first sunburns that remind us that YES sunscreen is important. I have it out and ready to incorporate into our daily routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A full visit with my mother-in-law. We had a great time doing a little bit of everything and the kids have many great memories to hold them over until we're able to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The flexibility of casting aside a run to enjoy all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get in 3 runs during the week as part of my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SaneFitness&lt;/span&gt; workouts &lt;/a&gt;(I start Week 5 of the program tomorrow - it IS great!), but no longer runs this weekend as I initially planned. But I realize that I am more balanced this evening because I chose the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yard work&lt;/span&gt; over a run (my husband did offer me the chance to get away for a run, but I turned him down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tomorrow? I run! But not as far as those Boston Marathoners. I wish them - AND YOU! - happy running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3895255605156689812?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3895255605156689812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3895255605156689812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3895255605156689812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3895255605156689812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/starting-with-thankful-spring-heart.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Spring Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7890624954405496183</id><published>2009-04-14T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:59:22.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Breathing: The Most Important Tool in My Life Kit!</title><content type='html'>Every now and then life gets sticky, runs are more difficult, and the sun hides out behind the clouds for longer than I'd like. It is during these times in life (and sometimes they all happen at once, so it is a collective and singular time) that I find breathing to be my best tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kid is galloping around the house like a Pony Express rider gone wild while the other is climbing chairs to get scissors and staplers out of the "grown-ups only" cupboard in the kitchen to "Project, Mama!". This is a recipe for disaster, especially if that first kid rides past the chair too quickly and knocks down the arts and crafts kid. Yelling seems easiest, but from experience I know that yelling just makes the horse go faster and more items fall out of the cupboard. What to do? BREATHE first, then assist the crafty gal in getting more age-appropriate items and suggest that the rider pull the horse to the nearest watering hole for a break. The BREATHE some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my running workouts are back on track, I'm starting to increase my speed. Sometimes this is liberating and motivating, other times I think my body would rather go back to bed. When I realize negativity is getting hold of me with thoughts of cutting the run short or slowing down to make things easy, I get back to my BREATH and get in a steady rhythm, aligning my breaths with my stride. More often than not, once I get control of my BREATH I can finish out the scheduled run - and sometimes even knock out a little extra distance with a smile. I love how empowering those BREATHS can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my rate of respiration never will be able to control Mother Nature and the amount of sunshine we get (or as of late, don't get), BREATHING does help me focus on what we DO have. Warmer temperatures enable us to take family walks, which make for happier kids, adults and dog. "Sun breaks", as they're called out here, are perfect opportunities for weeding a few square feet of garden while Mr. Music whacks trees with sticks and Little Sister slides, slides and slides some more on our little backyard structure. It may just be 10 minutes, but those 10 minutes are crucial to everyone's sanity and overall well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this writer, BREATHING is the key for clearing the clutter from the mind. A calm BREATH makes everything more manageable. And taking the time to BREATHE makes me a happier, better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? How does deliberate BREATHING support you in your times of stress - or times of delight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7890624954405496183?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7890624954405496183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7890624954405496183&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7890624954405496183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7890624954405496183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/breathing-most-important-tool-in-my.html' title='Breathing: The Most Important Tool in My Life Kit!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1564668207602699340</id><published>2009-04-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:44:40.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart (in the Sunshine!)</title><content type='html'>The last two days have been absolutely beautiful: blue skies, a lemon-drop of a sun radiating its warmth down to us, a gentle breeze that ruffles your hair but won't knock our trees down onto the neighbor's house. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this new weather comes renewed energy and an increasingly positive outlook on things. Today I am thankful for much, especially:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My grandma and uncle are in town visiting. I love that we get to have 4 generations of family together for the week, especially this year when Little Sister is TRULY interacting with my grandma by singing her songs and telling her whatever is on her mind. After being around my two kiddos this afternoon, my grandma is amazed that once upon a time she chased after three small boys all day. "This is why young people have children!" she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yesterday we went on a family hike at &lt;a href="http://www.parks.wa.gov/parkpage.asp?selectedpark=Wallace+Falls"&gt;Wallace Falls State Park&lt;/a&gt; (this gal got some &lt;a href="http://travel.webshots.com/album/71825708QEMkOT"&gt;great shots &lt;/a&gt;there!). Mr. Music hiked the entire 1.9 miles up to the lower falls and thanks to the distraction of the question "What superhero would YOU be?" he made it all the way back down to the car without a meltdown! It really is QUITE a hike. But knowing that he can do that one opens up all kinds of great hiking adventures for us this spring and summer. Just thinking about the possibilities makes me smile. And the cross-training of a hike was good for this runner's legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Little Sister is big enough to entertain herself (mostly) in the backyard while we do yard work. We spent all of yesterday afternoon and early evening puttering around the yard. We adults were moving the vegetable garden and getting the outdoor play toys cleaned up while the kiddos played in the grass and occasionally lent a hand. Last year I was on chaos-prevention detail chasing Little Sister around to keep her out of harm's way, which was fine. BUT this year I get to DO things in the yard, which is much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Since increasing my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mileage&lt;/span&gt; and being a bit more hard core with my weight lifting workouts, I'm really noticing a difference in how my clothes fit and how strong I feel throughout the day. Be sure to read my review about the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SaneFit&lt;/span&gt; card deck &lt;/a&gt;to see how you can win the card deck and see some great results in your fitness, too! Remember, you have until the 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to post a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We've had 2 days in a row with morning-to-night blue skies and sunshine. Tomorrow promises to be the same. Bet you can guess where I'll be most of the day - OUTSIDE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week, Dear Readers! I hope the sun reaches you this week, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1564668207602699340?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1564668207602699340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1564668207602699340&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1564668207602699340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1564668207602699340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/starting-with-thankful-heart-in.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart (in the Sunshine!)'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5345859389673892438</id><published>2009-04-02T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:54:29.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pipi Longstocking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>The Hairy Side of Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWSNzOJmaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hGmeOfQL6hU/s1600-h/ethan%27s+birth+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320319300593621410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWSNzOJmaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hGmeOfQL6hU/s200/ethan%27s+birth+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is official. My hair is longer now than it has been since my son was born nearly 5 years ago (I cut it short just a few months later). It is so long that people comment on a regular basis on how long it has gotten. The photographer who did my awesome head shots noticed when we were beside each other at a light the other day - she had me roll down my window to tell me so (my kids were flabbergasted that we were holding a conversation between cars - and afterward my son asked, "Mom, do you KNOW that person? How does she know your hair is long?").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320320097156306610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWS8KpflrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EluMD-sl8PM/s200/Brianna+Grant+BW+Photo+Small.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is the head shot I used in my book - a great spur-of-the-moment shot in June 2006 by photographer Jim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hallas&lt;/span&gt;, a talented man who is no longer with us, but now gets to see the beauty of the world from above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320320100129531266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWS8VuXZYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/BnSCZVsHnf0/s200/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is my "new" head shot from last summer - taken by the ever-amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennifertai.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jennifer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the above-mentioned traffic light conversationalist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320322452301042082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWVFQPwUaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t6tdXa_f6QQ/s200/Abby_Feb_2009_DG_BK.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The most recent photo I could find - my hubby and me on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whidbey&lt;/span&gt; Island about a month ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like having longer hair again for regular day-to-day mom/author stuff, but now that my red tresses hang past my shoulders, I'm at a loss for what to do with it when I run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pony tail?&lt;/strong&gt; Nope. I don't like how it *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thwaks&lt;/span&gt;* me on the back mid-stride. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave it down?&lt;/strong&gt; Not a chance. I sweat like a man when I run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French braid?&lt;/strong&gt; Plausible. Unfortunately I haven't figured out how to do that myself and I don't know that my husband has the skills to pull it off, either. Oh, and he's not usually home when I run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cut it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ack&lt;/span&gt;! I've worked hard to be patient with it to have it get this long. A trim to even it up a bit would be great, but beyond that I'm not ready for the scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leaves me with the option of having two braids. But here's my question for you, Dear Readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I pull off braids without looking like Wendy from &lt;a href="http://wendys.com/"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pippi-Longstocking-Collection-Board-South/dp/B000A0GYC8/ref=pd_bbs_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;qid=1238732519&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pipi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Longstocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I go for two braids down the back, or should they go down the front? Should I skip the braids entirely and just do low pig tails in front?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help this runner! If you have long hair, what works for YOU? If you don't have long hair, what have you seen that seems like it works for those who do? Seriously, hit me up with some ideas! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5345859389673892438?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5345859389673892438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5345859389673892438&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5345859389673892438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5345859389673892438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/hairy-side-of-running.html' title='The Hairy Side of Running'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdWSNzOJmaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hGmeOfQL6hU/s72-c/ethan%27s+birth+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3751275673904798302</id><published>2009-04-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:00:02.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Developmental Assets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly Curtis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowering Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snoqualmie Valley Community Network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Smith'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Pages: Guest Review of Empowering Youth by Kelly Curtis, MS</title><content type='html'>As much as I love running, I think I love books even more. Not only do they have the ability to transport you to new places and introduce you to intriguing people, but they have a way of connecting people who share similar visions and beliefs. When I happened upon &lt;a href="http://2passthetorch.com/"&gt;Kelly Curtis' blog &lt;/a&gt;last year I was excited about the release of her book &lt;em&gt;Empowering Youth: How to Encourage Young Leaders to Do Great Things&lt;/em&gt; because I knew that it would be a great read for a community leader friend of mine, Laura Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura is a fellow-educator, mother to two passionate children and tireless leader in our community. I'm honored that she agreed to review this book for us all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319556905055706546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdLc0ihSXbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Yyde2OUcvvA/s200/empowering-youth2_0_thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empowering-youth.com/"&gt;Empowering Youth: How to Encourage Young Leaders to Do Great Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Kelly Curtis, M.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review by Laura Smith, Community Coordinator, Snoqualmie Valley Community Network&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have said “It takes a village to raise a child”. Since I believe whole-heartedly in this concept, I was thrilled to be part of giving the youth in our small community a voice by developing a youth led, adult supported youth council. It all seemed easy enough since I have a background in education, have worked with this age group in various ways, and even have a little bit of funding to work with to get the group up on its feet. However, once the youth council had a few meetings under its belt, it quickly became clear to me that I needed more guidance than what tends to come to me intuitively. That’s when I purchased &lt;em&gt;Empowering Youth: How to Encourage Young Leaders to Do Great Things&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book itself is a succinct, easy to read guide that suggests very practical hands-on tips for cultivating the best in young people. The book supports the &lt;a href="http://www.search-institute.org/assets/"&gt;Developmental Assets&lt;/a&gt; approach that has been working its way into communities and schools over the last decade or so. After only reading a few pages, I decided the book is a resource that needed to be given to each of the adult mentors for the newly formed youth council. I was finding that all adults (myself included) involved with the group are well meaning, but that we definitely have a tendency to try to take over (we like to call it guide or prompt) conversations. It is my hope that the book will provide reinforcement to the “youth led, adult supported” concept that we are trying to achieve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, the adult members of the council are reading the book. Next month, we will be holding a book discussion while the youth hold the youth council meeting. The content of the book has already given focus to me as the main coordinator, and I feel positive that the other adult mentors will appreciate the insights and ideas provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an adult who works to give youth a voice, I learned a great deal from the first two chapters in the book that focus on what a community that values youth really looks like and the ways that the youth in a community can be treated a valued resources. One point that really struck home is that often youth are included in committees or on councils as “token” participants without their voice or opinion being held in high (or at least equal) regard. As I explore our community for opportunities to hook youth in, I am cautious to make sure their participation is valued. The book is full of activities and checklists for youth, adults, or both to use to take a closer look at many areas including how youth are valued in the community, how youth see their community, and how youth can become solid partners in the community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of chapters explore serving the needs of others and creating a safe world for young people. Although the youth council isn’t to this point just yet, &lt;em&gt;Empowering Youth&lt;/em&gt; discusses the benefits of such service and provides tips and tools for getting a project or event started. I especially appreciate the focus on how service project participants learn about themselves while learning about citizenship, community development, social change, and the interconnectedness of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, this book is a reminder that there are little things that we do (and can often do more of) each and every day to empower our children. Today, I will try my best to be an active listener when my kids hop in the car after school. I will remind them that they are valuable assets in our family and maybe someday when they are old enough, they will choose to join the youth council to share their voices and skills with others in our community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do YOU do to empower the children in your life? Leave a comment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you have a powerful book you'd like to review for my readers? I look forward to welcoming more guest book reviews over the next few months. Please send me a message to get your review scheduled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3751275673904798302?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3751275673904798302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3751275673904798302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3751275673904798302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3751275673904798302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/lost-in-pages-guest-review-of.html' title='Lost in the Pages: Guest Review of Empowering Youth by Kelly Curtis, MS'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SdLc0ihSXbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Yyde2OUcvvA/s72-c/empowering-youth2_0_thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2803205240507345382</id><published>2009-03-29T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:30:05.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beverley Caen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runner&apos;s World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>It is in the Cards: Review of the Sane Fitness QuickStart Card Deck by Beverley Caen</title><content type='html'>You know me, I'm a girl who loves to run. I didn't write the date of my first run on a calendar, so I can't celebrate the exact date that running found me, but I do know it was March/April-ish of 2003. That means I've been running for 6 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I've read just about ever &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/"&gt;Runner's World &lt;/a&gt;printed since May 2003 and have read countless books about running training (I spy 5 on my bookshelf without even straining to read titles from across the room), it wasn't until Fall 2008 that I added a regular strength training element to my workouts. Yoga, yes, but weights, no. I'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been following a balance ball workout since last fall that I have really enjoyed (and have seen amazing results!). I'm sold. Strength training is now an essential part of my life. But now, nearly 5 months later, I realize I am confident with using hand weights and a balance ball and that I'm ready to venture forth and mix up my routine a bit. Sort of like with running, if you do the same route over and over . . . you lose your interest in doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318718655428849170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_ib_UUbhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/B-_mlNb9wI8/s200/Mar_2009+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me introduce you to my new found routine (designed to be completed in under an hour!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318721786500512146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_lSPd-eZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/aYbR7fEQ2QQ/s200/Mar_2009+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;sane fitness &lt;/a&gt;(tm) QuickStart program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318718885833493938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_ipZpETbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/QQmFGT6XAhs/s200/Sane+Fitness+Decks.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a nutshell (or in a cute little box, as it is) the program is:&lt;br /&gt;A 36 card deck with three sets of routines: A, B, &amp;amp; C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each routine includes: 6 full-body weightlifting exercises, 2 abdominal exercises &amp;amp; 3 stretches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each routine should be done after 20 minutes of cardio (I did 25-35 minutes to keep with my running plan - see the treadmill in the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318721781359529442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_lR8URTeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/rhZYq1zswRM/s200/Mar_2009+008.JPG" /&gt;The tag line reads, "Full Body Workouts That Won't Drive You Crazy" but I think it should read, "Full Body Workouts That Remind You of Muscles You've Neglected For Far Too Long".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only had the cards for a little over a week, but I can tell you that in the 3 workouts I've done (A, B and A again) I have WORKED! I'm sure that my quads will be better equipped to help me handle hilly runs now that the "Dumbbell Split Squat" exercise is part of my routine. I could still feel the burn 2 days later (climbing stairs about killed me!), but I sure do feel that this workout is making me stronger and look forward to my muscles adjusting to and enjoying this new workload.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318721787153591842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_lSR5rriI/AAAAAAAAAds/QueXc-ug8kA/s200/Mar_2009+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kit comes with a cardholder that allows you to clip the day's routine to you. At first I thought this was a bit silly, but then I realized how helpful it was to have the cards on me. While I workout my kids have their TV or movie time so they don't get into too much trouble while I'm occupied. The TV is in our workout space, so I'm right there with them and we can chat while I exercise, too. This also means that my daughter can come over and "help" me. When I'm using a book, this involves her turning the pages "for me". No so helpful, really. But with the cards secured to me on the cardholder, I won't really lose my place - SMART! The clip on the cardholder also allows me to have only the cards I need on me, so I'm not carrying around anything extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318718663713797330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_iceLmtNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XeiFLI8neGE/s200/Mar_2009+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be a good thing to have with you at the gym. You really only need a few "props", but I found that I don't have all of the equipment at home (I have a few dumbbells, a balance ball and yoga mat and strap, but no body bar or weight bench). The cards do have modifications included for those of us without all of the equipment, though! And, &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;www.sanefit.com&lt;/a&gt; does offer a sizable discount on a Gym Source home gym that can get you started. Can't complain about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I like my readers so much and I am excited about this product, I'm offering my deck to one lucky reader. No, I'm not ditching the deck because I don't like it - I'm downloading the sane fitness (tm) Next Level set directly from &lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;www.sanefit.com&lt;/a&gt; to keep rolling with the program! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sane fitness (tm) also offers a Sane FitKit(tm) Complete program and a Sane Preggers FitKit(tm). Worth checking out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be entered into the drawing for the sane fitness (tm) QuickStart, simply leave a comment below about how fitness keeps you sane! And be sure to let me know how I can contact you if you are chosen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winner will be chosen on April 30th. US residents only for this, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Special thanks to my husband who documented my sane fitness (tm) workout while riding his trainer in the opposite corner of our workout space! And thanks to our daughter who "helped" while decked out in her "'oga" shorts (though she refused to put on a shirt).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2803205240507345382?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2803205240507345382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2803205240507345382&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2803205240507345382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2803205240507345382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-in-cards-review-of-sane-fitness.html' title='It is in the Cards: Review of the Sane Fitness QuickStart Card Deck by Beverley Caen'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sc_ib_UUbhI/AAAAAAAAAdE/B-_mlNb9wI8/s72-c/Mar_2009+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-4728236614327350219</id><published>2009-03-23T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:22:19.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potty training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 Minutes for Mom Ultimate Blog Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart (and strong muscles!)</title><content type='html'>Here we are - Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, if you didn't already know it, this week is the HUGE &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/ultimate-blog-party-2009-prizes"&gt;5 Minutes for Mom Ultimate Blog Party&lt;/a&gt;. Check out the site for all the juicy details on how you can win prizes and visit other bloggers with GIVEAWAYS! It ends on the 27th, so be sure to see how you can take part in the festivities while the party is in full swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now . . . the wonderful things that make my heart thankful as we get our week started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My daughter is nearly potty-trained! We've ditched the diapers during the daytime (and even on outings!). Of course this new adventure for her also includes a regular post-potty report - and, yes, she describes size and amount for us. Ah, to be 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was chosen to review the "&lt;a href="http://www.sanefit.com/"&gt;sane fitness &lt;/a&gt;(tm) QuickStart Full Body Workout That Won't Drive You Crazy" workout card deck. I tested the first day of the program yesterday (and hubby even took pictures for documentation!). I DO feel empowered after just one day and look forward to the next few workouts so I can report back to you soon with my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mr. Music's second ear infection of the winter is just about gone, which is appropriate since it is now spring! He still has fluid causing pressure and discomfort, but the infection is gone.  Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We attended an auction for Mr. Music's school on Saturday night and "won" some great prizes. We've been talking about attending some professional sports games in the Seattle area since we moved here 4 years ago - and have only managed to get to two professional hockey games. But now, thanks to our winning bid on the Sports Enthusiasts Package, this year will be fun-filled with a Mariner's game (baseball), a Storm game (basketball), and a Seahawks game (football). We'll also be taking a kayaking class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We were sad when we had to cancel our trip to see my husband's family in February because everyone under our roof was sick, but my mother-in-law just got tickets to come see us over Easter. The kids won't know until JUST before we get her from the airport, but just the thought of a fun visit puts a smile on my face and I know my husband is looking forward to seeing his mom, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week, everyone. And get on over to that Blog Party!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-4728236614327350219?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4728236614327350219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=4728236614327350219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4728236614327350219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/4728236614327350219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/starting-with-thankful-heart-and-strong.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart (and strong muscles!)'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3479557002576726249</id><published>2009-03-19T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:46:39.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls on the Run of Puget Sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oiselle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>My New Running Gear!</title><content type='html'>When it comes to running clothes, I have to confess - I'm cheap. I never skimp on footwear (not even socks!), but my running shorts and shirts generally come off the clearance clearance rack. No, that wasn't a type-o, I really do mean I purchase the WAY discounted stuff and then run it into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I met Sally Bergesen, the founder of &lt;a href="http://www.oisellerunning.com/"&gt;Oiselle Running&lt;/a&gt;, and I really liked her.  This woman is REAL, she's a dedicated runner (her staff knows not to schedule meetings during her running breaks!), a mother and a business owner. Her story is fabulous, her energy is contagious, and she was supporting &lt;a href="http://www.girlsrun.org/index.html"&gt;Girls on the Run of the Puget Sound &lt;/a&gt;with me at their auction last year. Since that meeting I've kept my eye on the Oiselle website, enjoying the updates on the new clothing lines, reading about the great press the company is receiving, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I caught wind through &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/"&gt;MizFit's site &lt;/a&gt;that Oiselle was cleaning house to make room for their new line. I think that announcement was just for me - a SALE on top notch, high quality running clothes. I treated myself to two tops and two pairs of shorts - which all coordinate beautifully to give me some mix and match options. I was so excited I boasted about my purchase on my Facebook status. My husband thought I was nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my order arrived and I modeled the clothes for him. He started with, "Wow. You look sharp!" I thought it would end there, but he continued, "No, really. Everything fits you really well and you look fit and put together. Wow." That's right, folks, I will no longer be running in public looking like I rolled out of bed and threw on whatever was on the floor from my previous run (ew, really I wouldn't EVER do that, but it might look that way).  As for the fabric . . . I wish ALL of my clothes felt so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm introduced at races to other runners as the author of a children's book about running, maybe people will look at me like, "This gal's got it together!" instead of "Hmmmm. That's nice. Is this your first race?" And I've got Sally and her amazing creative team at Oiselle to thank for my new look. Once I take these new duds out for a public appearance I may even be tempted to pay full price to get some of the great new offerings in the new line. Oh, yes, I'm THAT sold on the gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, too, can purchase directly through the website or at many fine running establishments across the country. &lt;a href="http://www.oisellerunning.com/"&gt;See &lt;/a&gt;for yourself. And, as always, happy running . . . in style!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3479557002576726249?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3479557002576726249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3479557002576726249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3479557002576726249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3479557002576726249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-running-gear.html' title='My New Running Gear!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6650112661811052979</id><published>2009-03-17T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:13:38.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia Rylant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine Davenier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cari Best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally Jean the Bicycle Queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycle'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Pages: Review of Sally Jean, the Bicycle Queen by Cari Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ScAQARdKUhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-_fFlzlI63E/s1600-h/Sally+Jean+Bicycle+Queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314265157168943634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ScAQARdKUhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-_fFlzlI63E/s200/Sally+Jean+Bicycle+Queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I adore our small town library. The librarians know my kids and me by name, story time is presented by the librarian who has worked her entire career there (she's now enjoying sharing books with kids of the kids she first read and taught rhymes to!), and it is a branch of the very large King County Library System, so we can get our hands on just about any book we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we think ahead and reserve titles through their website (handy for getting the &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/magictreehouse/"&gt;Magic Tree House &lt;/a&gt;books next on our list). Other times we just browse the shelves to locate old favorites and hope to stumble upon some new favorites. That's just what happened on last week's library adventure. We stuffed our reusable library bag with our old stand-by Cynthia Rylant titles (smile makers from the &lt;a href="http://seriesbinder.lishost.org/index.php/Henry_and_Mudge"&gt;Henry &amp;amp; Mudge series &lt;/a&gt;and the sweet Mr. Putter &amp;amp; Tabby collection), some early independent readers for Mr. Music's exploding reading skills and a book that grabbed my attention: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0374363862/ref=s9_sdps_c2_s2_p14_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1JMR94GMV7X785C5A0XP&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;Sally Jean, the Bicycle Queen &lt;/a&gt;written by Cari Best and illustrated by Christine Davenier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if it was the illustration of a red-headed girl on the cover that called to me (I am one of 3 red-heads living in my house, after all), or the captivating title that urged me to get this one last book, despite the fact that it would have to be hand carried since the library bag was already bulging. Whatever the reason, we are all glad to have it in our home - this book is WONDERFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We follow Sally Jean from her earliest years when she was perched in the kid seat on her mother's bike to her confident, independent years when she worked to build herself a new bike. Best's use of patterns make the book a delightful read for my kids (4.5 and 2).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the beginning we see Sally Jean waving from behind her mom, or on her tricycle or on her "yard-sale bike with two small wheels that hugged the ground". In all these instances, we're treated with Sally Jean's optimism and delight for riding with the same simple phrase. '"Hi!" she said to the big kids on their bikes." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son cheered for her when she finally develops the skills to count herself among the ranks of two-wheel riders. '"Wait for meeee!" she called to the big kids on their bikes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a former little girl, I find myself drawn to the optimistic energy and celebration of outdoor adventure in Sally Jean. Davenier's illustrations more than capture the joy that Sally Jean finds in life. I can almost see myself in them, despite the fact that bike riding was a tumultuous and difficult skill for me to learn (we lived at the bottom of a hill right off a main drag . . . not fabulous for kids to enthusiastically acquire the skills!). In fact, this book almost erases those memories of apprehension - now I can live vicariously through a fellow-redhead. That's the magic of books, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a mother, I see Sally Jean as a positive role model (and even heroine!) for my children. At one point she finds that she has outgrown her treasured bike, Flash. Undaunted by the expense of a new bicycle, Sally Jean heads out to earn money (teaching bicycle maintenance and repair to the neighbor children, of course!) to buy used parts and build her own new bike, Lightening, with the help of a mentor. I also like that this girl is out living life, moving her body and having a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book really has it all: shared family experiences, community building, problem solving, celebration, mentoring (she takes a small child under her wing, too!), and the joy of childhood. This library treasure is so good that I'm off to put it on my Amazon Wish List so I can add it to my cart for my next purchase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously. Go check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6650112661811052979?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6650112661811052979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6650112661811052979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6650112661811052979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6650112661811052979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-pages-review-of-sally-jean.html' title='Lost in the Pages: Review of Sally Jean, the Bicycle Queen by Cari Best'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/ScAQARdKUhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-_fFlzlI63E/s72-c/Sally+Jean+Bicycle+Queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2807038992389673995</id><published>2009-03-15T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:55:52.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavement Runner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I feel like I haven't posted in years. Thankfully it really has only been 6 days, but WOAH, have those been packed days! Here's the week by the numbers (to keep it simple):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; - recent reviews of &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;(both by men - and the FIRST reviews by men since the book's release!) I'm honored by the time and effort these runners put into such well-written and positive reviews of the book. The first one, at &lt;a href="http://www.letsrun.com/2009/weare0217.php"&gt;Let's Run&lt;/a&gt;, was written by the father of two girls who totally captured the essence of what I hope to accomplish with the book. The second one is even &lt;a href="http://pavementrunner.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-we-are-girls-who-love-to-run.html"&gt;bilingual&lt;/a&gt;, which just blew me away - thanks &lt;a href="http://pavementrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pavement Runner&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; - types of precipitation or weather-type today alone (snow, sleet, rain, sunshine, wind storm,&lt;br /&gt;"snain" - our own word to describe the rain and snow that fell simultaneously . . . I could go on).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; - days of workouts this week (strength training, running, hill work . . . woohoo!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; - hours of Super Hero play (photos to follow soon!) . . . including the awesome comment from my son to my husband, "Go put on YOUR super hero clothes so you can help us catch the bad guys, Dad!" It still makes me giggle to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sb3KFe4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aPxlXzrLkQg/s1600-h/Nates+Quilt.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313625330906228482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sb3KFe4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aPxlXzrLkQg/s200/Nates+Quilt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; - finished quilt! FINALLY ready to clip the threads and send it off to our nephew (who is now 4 months old). Good thing I picked dinosaur prints, because he's just about out of the baby print phase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; - family members watching Tarzan 2 this afternoon (I knocked out 3.25 miles on the treadmill while my husband did 30 minutes on his bike trainer and the kids watched the movie!). It is great to have my husband back with me for workouts. I missed him and I know that with the heavy load from work that his body and mind missed the release of physical activity, too. I'm looking forward to nice weather so he and I can head out for runs again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;countless&lt;/strong&gt; - episodes of separation anxiety by Little Sister. My husband has been working insane hours lately and I think she's afraid that if I leave I'll be gone for a long time, too. This, too, shall pass, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; - super sick dog. Our former dog (she now lives with my parents so we see her quite regularly but don't have the allergy issues anymore and she gets all the attention she needs!) is very, very sick. My parents have been on 24 hour watch with her and are awaiting blood test results to make the difficult decision for what to do next. Please keep Princess Fiona Wigglesworth in your thoughts and our family in your prayers as we await the news of what can be done for this sweet 7 year-old Boxer girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you a good week and happy running! Thanks for reading . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2807038992389673995?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2807038992389673995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2807038992389673995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2807038992389673995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2807038992389673995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sb3KFe4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aPxlXzrLkQg/s72-c/Nates+Quilt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6070795936757478265</id><published>2009-03-09T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:15:44.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MizFit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart in a Snow Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SbWUoQkkBFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/gxrEdgVA6Ss/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311314754917368914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SbWUoQkkBFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/gxrEdgVA6Ss/s200/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is snowing again here. I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;talkin&lt;/span&gt;' a few little wimpy flakes, or even the on-again/off-again freezing rain we experienced yesterday. Today's snow is the REAL deal - it started about an hour ago and we already have 2-3 inches. Our street looks like someone coated it with whiteout. The birds all look confused and we have giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cotton balls&lt;/span&gt; on the branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I actually took a photo today, it would look much like this picture of us in December. But, we're too cozy inside today (and Little Sister is a bit too grumpy with her molars coming in) to bundle up and head outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the birds' confusion, Mother Nature is giving us a visual treat. The kids are getting a total kick out of describing the way the snow is falling, since it seems to change every five minutes. According to them, the snow has transitioned from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;float racing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, now that the snow is slowing (dusting, I'd call it), I can pry myself away from the window to think about what I'm thankful for this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our "hot" date on Saturday night to Costco, Target and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Qdoba&lt;/span&gt; while the kids enjoyed their first sleep-over at my parents' house in over a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wednesday afternoon Mr. Music and I will complete the final requirement for the application process at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Multi Age&lt;/span&gt; school in our district (the student visit). The lottery will be drawn in early April and we'll finally know what the plan is for Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MizFit&lt;/span&gt; is rolling on creating a &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/2009/03/08/i-interrupt-your-sunday-for-an-update-of-sorts/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MizFit&lt;/span&gt; Mag&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I looked down at my legs yesterday before doing my Treadmill 5K and realized that my "Runner Legs" are back! Now that I'm back on track with running 4-5 days/week and doing my strength training, I'm seeing the results. Now I'm feeling more confident that a few 10Ks and a Half-marathon will be good fits for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The quilt my mom and I are making for the school auction is nearly complete. I'll post a photo after I put the finishing touches on it tomorrow. It is INCREDIBLE! Neither of us has made anything like it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? What are you thankful for this week? Did you reach a fitness goal? did you finish a fantastic book, did you try a new recipe that was a big hit? Come on, don't be shy - celebrate it with a quick note in my comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6070795936757478265?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6070795936757478265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6070795936757478265&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6070795936757478265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6070795936757478265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/starting-with-thankful-heart-in-snow.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart in a Snow Globe'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SbWUoQkkBFI/AAAAAAAAAb8/gxrEdgVA6Ss/s72-c/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1544287068017845895</id><published>2009-03-08T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:57:23.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Womens Day'/><title type='text'>Laundry Time</title><content type='html'>First of all, I'd like to turn your attention to the fact that today is International Women's Day! Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/"&gt;official website &lt;/a&gt;and see if there is a way that you and your family can honor the day in your home. In celebration of the strength of women, I did a treadmill 5K this morning (there was still ice on the ground outside, so I opted for the safer running alternative).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now . . . on with my regular thoughts today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was putting in the second load of laundry this morning, it dawned on me that each type of laundry has its own indicator for when it should be washed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Music's&lt;/strong&gt; clothes need washing when he's out of pants. This kid goes through an average of 2-3 pairs of pants/day. Sometimes they can be re-worn, but more times than not the food/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt;/snot/dog slobber wins and the pants go in the laundry pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Little Sister's&lt;/strong&gt; clothes need washing when she's out of socks. Like her big brother, she likes to change her clothes frequently. She's happiest in a shirt and undies (just about potty trained, she is!) and socks, so we don't have the same pants problems with her; however, she averages 4-5 pairs of socks/day. I'm not exaggerating. I was prepared for needing lots of shoes with a daughter (especially since her dad and I BOTH have a love for shoes), but I had no idea we'd have such a need for a mountain of socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Workout clothes&lt;/strong&gt; have their own story. On great workout/running weeks, I wash the clothes when I can smell them (if we're both active, this can be after just 2 days!). Several days in a row of sweaty clothes really brews quite the odor. On not so great workout weeks, the clothes have a chance to air out between workout days, so I don't think to wash them until I'm out of my good sports bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Grown-up laundry&lt;/strong&gt; sneaks in between the other laundry. Often this means having to be creative with clothing combinations when the pickings get slim. And of course there's carrying heaping baskets of clothes downstairs to the laundry room (good workout!) in hopes that two of our loads can be done before any of the other loads require attention, too. Someday this pecking order will change, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Since ousting paper towels, we do &lt;strong&gt;towel laundry&lt;/strong&gt; a few times/week. Cloth napkins and wash cloths are the way to go! Even though these need more frequent washing, the kids can help fold them, so it doesn't seem like such a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about YOU? Are your laundry habits dictated by any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; family member quirks? Or are you the organized person who always does laundry on a certain day of the week? Come on, fess up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1544287068017845895?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1544287068017845895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1544287068017845895&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1544287068017845895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1544287068017845895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/laundry-time.html' title='Laundry Time'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7934544851365609478</id><published>2009-03-03T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:56:23.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REI Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the running knitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls on the Run International'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Womens Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Interview by The Running Knitter</title><content type='html'>The Running Knitter sent along these five questions for me to complete as a fun little blog interview. Eileen posted &lt;a href="http://therunningknitter.com/2009/02/fabulous-blogger-an-interview-a-giveaway-and-an-unscheduled-break/"&gt;her interview &lt;/a&gt;and I left her a comment letting her know I wanted to join in on the fun. She emailed me the questions so here are my answers. If you’d like to be interviewed, be sure to follow the directions at the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;How did you come up with the idea to write your book "We are Girls Who Love To Run"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've known since I was a kid that I wanted to write books (the Young Author competition was the highlight of every year for me in elementary school!), so it was just a matter of time before I made it happen for real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasn't much time to think about writing when I was teaching and getting my Master's (and marathon training!), so it had to wait until life settled a bit. When I finished school and then stepped away from teaching to have my own children, I had more time for brainstorming and word play. I also have a husband who has his own passion for writing, so he supported me as I ran after this dream (no pun intended).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sa3P06JqeHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1hSK4Xpl7VI/s1600-h/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309128043609618546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sa3P06JqeHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1hSK4Xpl7VI/s200/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wrote several rough drafts of other stories about running, but none of them worked out to be just right for a first book. When I thought back to the inspiration &lt;a href="http://www.girlsontherun.org/"&gt;Girls on the Run &lt;/a&gt;brought to my students who ran (and to me, second hand), I knew my first book needed to be a gift for girls who embrace running. Running didn't find me until I was 23, so &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;is my uplifting nudge for girls of all ages to see how welcoming the world of running is . . . as well as how the power of running spills into all areas of life. Hopefully it will encourage girls to give it a try earlier in life - and maybe even get their moms, aunts, sisters, cousins, neighbors interested in it, too. I believe it is important to pass the torch to others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shameless plug: If you are interested in getting a copy of my book, you can find it at Amazon.com, at specialty running stores in the Puget Sound region, at &lt;a href="http://dragonflysecretsinc.com/index2.html"&gt;Dragonfly Secrets &lt;/a&gt;in the St. Louis area, or by mail order through &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;Balanced Steps, LLC&lt;/a&gt;. Place your mail order by this Friday, March 6th and Balanced Steps will knock $5 off the price of the book in celebration of &lt;a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/"&gt;International Women's Day&lt;/a&gt; on Sunday, March 8th! Be sure to read my reviews of other great running and uplifting books &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/recommended_reading.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What advice would you have for other moms who are trying to balance family, work, and exercise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance is a tricky thing. I try to take things one day at a time, because what works for me one day often doesn't work the next! There are countless variables in motherhood, as there are in the work world. And there are days when priorities flip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ideally I'd like to exercise 5-6 days/week. Realistically I currently get in an average workouts 3-4 days/week (not counting walks to the park with the kids or yard work). Truthfully there have even been a few stretches along the way where a week (or two) goes by without a single workout. Working out first thing in the morning enables me to get my workouts in - if I haven't done it by 7:30AM on weekdays or 10AM on weekends, it likely isn't happening. I also do a childcare swap once a week with a friend - sometimes I use the time to run, other times I write, and sometimes I nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a better mother and a better writer, and essentially a better person, when I get in my runs and my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/readjusting-for-balance.html"&gt;balance ball workouts&lt;/a&gt;. Throw in a yoga class or a class at the YMCA and I am in my element! Even &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/ball-mama.html"&gt;my kids will tell you &lt;/a&gt;that life is best when I get in my exercise. But I also know that there are times when it is okay to take a break (like when the kids are sick and I'm not getting any sleep . . . or I'm sick . . . or we have visitors staying at our home). These breaks make my return to running even sweeter. I try not to beat myself up about missed workouts and to celebrate the days when I get in my groove and GO. That's my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-anyone-seen-my-yellow-hat.html"&gt;yellow-hatted nature&lt;/a&gt;, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What do you enjoy most about running?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that it is time just for me. I can use the time to think about something specific or to just let my mind go while I focus on my breath and posture or nothing at all. The increased energy level after a run is a definite plus for chasing around 2 young children the rest of my day. Running also &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2007/12/ref-turkey-trot.html"&gt;keeps my optimism flowing&lt;/a&gt;. I could keep going with this list, but I'll stop now while I'm ahead . . . and you are still reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What is your favorite holiday and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go with Christmas for this one. I could sit by a Christmas tree all day long, soaking in the twinkle of the lights and the sparkle of the ornaments. The glow warms my soul and makes me feel more twinkly, too. I also like planning special gifts for the people I love. Sadly, this is my husband's least favorite holiday . . . but we're working on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I pick more than one?? As someone who spent a semester abroad in college, I think spending time in a foreign country is something everyone should consider doing. I'd go back to Italy in a heartbeat, but also have interest in visiting other European countries (Germany, Ireland, and Norway top that list). I think my husband and I may head to Australia for 2 weeks next year to celebrate our 10th Anniversary, as that is a place neither of us has explored and we're already on the West Coast. The &lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/adventures/trips/pacific/pacificreg.html"&gt;REI Adventures &lt;/a&gt;seem awfully appealing, especially after a long winter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To play along:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. (I get to pick the questions).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7934544851365609478?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7934544851365609478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7934544851365609478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7934544851365609478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7934544851365609478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-by-running-knitter.html' title='Interview by The Running Knitter'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/Sa3P06JqeHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1hSK4Xpl7VI/s72-c/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2186942486191278689</id><published>2009-02-23T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:56:59.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Womens Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful (and Healthy!) Heart</title><content type='html'>Everyone in our home is healthy after a month of ear infections, pneumonia, bad colds and even the stomach flu! I feel like shouting that from the rooftops and then tap dancing around the kitchen! Good health is priceless. It is by far the thing I am most thankful for today because good health just oozes into all kinds of other good things . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A friend of mine reminded me that March 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;a href="http://www.internationalwomensday.com/"&gt;International Women's Day&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be using the day to celebrate the inner beauty and strength of women who run - and if I can pull it off, gathering some girlfriends to head out for a casual 5K (if nothing else, I'll do it myself)! Know of someone who needs a pick-me-up or reminder of her inner beauty? Place an order for a signed (and personalized!) copy of &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;by Friday, March 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and I'll knock $5 off the price for you in honor of International Women's Day. Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:orders@balancedsteps.com"&gt;orders@balancedsteps.com&lt;/a&gt; for details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We took a walk with our dog this afternoon. We were gone for about 40 minutes, but only went about two blocks. Along the way we looked at rocks, examined buds on trees, kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; from following his nose too far (there are MANY good smells when you are a dog and the weather is nice!!), and practiced balancing along the edge of the sidewalk. Maybe this is the pure joy &lt;a href="http://mizfitonline.com/2009/02/23/monday-facetime-video-finding-your-joy/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MizFit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was describing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; appetite is back on track! After a few weeks of bland foods, we're slowly expanding our dining horizons back to normal. Tonight we're venturing into the truly exciting - taco salad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Now that I'm back on track with eating, I can return to my workouts! I walked for 45 minutes on the treadmill on Friday, took a break this weekend (I kept eating at inopportune times for running this weekend), and started back on my strength training today with a balance ball workout. I feel stronger already and look forward to a run tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm going to an open house tonight for a preschool possibility for Little Sister. It is a cooperative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school, so I'd go with her one morning/week and then she'd go without me the second morning each week. There are also great parent education classes that are a part of the program. Everyone wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a glorious, healthy week everyone . . . and send in those orders so you can have your copy of &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; in time for International Women's Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2186942486191278689?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2186942486191278689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2186942486191278689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2186942486191278689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2186942486191278689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-with-thankful-and-healthy.html' title='Starting with a Thankful (and Healthy!) Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5791214668382784519</id><published>2009-02-21T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:30:23.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Nine Years as Mrs. Grant . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SaDT8ngKmVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vPO1LvKDKU0/s1600-h/9+years.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305473399391951186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SaDT8ngKmVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vPO1LvKDKU0/s200/9+years.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Thursday my husband and I celebrated our 9th anniversary. While an outing of lunch at Qdoba and a stop at Target isn't necessarily the big romantic experience we had originally planned, we made the most of it and are thankful that we were able to get out at all after the recent string of illness. Despite the casual tone of the day, it was still special. The sunny blue skies and cool air were reminiscent of our wedding day in Charlotte, North Carolina, despite the fact that the date was 9 years later and we are now near Seattle. None of our other anniversaries have had that particular spectacular memory connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to pull out the wedding album and share the story of our wedding day with the kids. They knew who a good number of people were, but they were all significantly younger than how they know them now (most apparent in the pictures of their aunts who were in their early teens at the time!). We also enjoyed remembering those family members and friends who were there that have now passed on, treasuring their time with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as we are the same people we were when we married, nine years has a profound affect on personal development and life experience. I'm pretty sure my husband would agree that while our lives are definitely more stressful now than they were then, that we have grown in ways we never could have imagined then and that our challenges have brought us closer to one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave you with a list of 9 highlights from our years together . . . in relative chronological order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Celebrating our engagement date every year and the 19th of EVERY MONTH since our wedding on February 19, 2000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Purchasing and renovating our first house together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Taking up the sport of running (which transformed me in more ways than I even realize now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The birth of our son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Moving our family from the East Coast to the West Coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Landscaping and re-landscaping and re-landscaping our back yard (it is in a constant state of upheaval, which isn't always a bad thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Purchasing our pop-up camper and putting it to good use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. The birth of our daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The decision to publish my book (I never would have OR could have done it without him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SaDT8uQo2pI/AAAAAAAAAbo/EUwCB_SzPi4/s1600-h/kissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305473401205873298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SaDT8uQo2pI/AAAAAAAAAbo/EUwCB_SzPi4/s200/kissy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd do it all over again and look forward to seeing what we'll add to the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5791214668382784519?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5791214668382784519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5791214668382784519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5791214668382784519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5791214668382784519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/nine-years-as-mrs-grant.html' title='Nine Years as Mrs. Grant . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SaDT8ngKmVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vPO1LvKDKU0/s72-c/9+years.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3683880917407805057</id><published>2009-02-17T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:53:22.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>When it rains . . .</title><content type='html'>Thank you, Kind Readers, for your words of support and encouragement after my last post. Things actually got much worse before they got better (hence my extended absence) - and we're still on the mend here (though mostly better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a "fun" by the numbers look at our week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - wicked ear infection&lt;br /&gt;2 - cases of pneumonia&lt;br /&gt;4 - cases of the stomach flu (I got it the worst, which is a mixed blessing)&lt;br /&gt;7 - trips to the doctor in 11 days&lt;br /&gt;2 - prescriptions for antibiotics&lt;br /&gt;countless - trips to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;4 - home improvement shows on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DIY&lt;/span&gt; Network before the kids realized they weren't watching/sleeping through episodes of Curious George anymore&lt;br /&gt;1 - night of my husband "sleeping" on the hallway floor so he could assist the rest of us through the horror that was Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;2 - notes of appreciation for the star doctor and nurse that really came through for us&lt;br /&gt;1 - cancelled vacation to Pennsylvania to visit family to reduce the spread/collection of old/new germs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ear infection is gone!&lt;br /&gt;2. The pneumonia is gone!&lt;br /&gt;3. The stomach flu is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New challenges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting Little Sister to take the last 3 days of her antibiotics (she gags, vomits, kicks and screams . . . often resulting in the need for doing doses more than once before they stay down - even after mixing the stuff in with other liquids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting Mr. Music to pace himself with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;new found&lt;/span&gt; energy so our days aren't as much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride. Though putting my hands over my head and yelling, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aaaaaggggggghhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!" might not be such a bad coping strategy, at least for another day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Helping my husband not feel so bummed about having to cancel the trip to see his family (see all 3 of his siblings at once and meet our new nephew, visit his grandma . . . you get the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Returning to my workout schedule. I'm not eating much just yet, so I can't do too much too fast. Any ideas for how to get back into running/strength training after missing a week and having the flu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to "visiting" with you all here and on your blogs as I get back in the groove this week. And thanks again for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; love . . . this running mama really appreciated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week is a healthy one for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3683880917407805057?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3683880917407805057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3683880917407805057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3683880917407805057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3683880917407805057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-it-rains.html' title='When it rains . . .'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-9196292040450121269</id><published>2009-02-12T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:52:45.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Ending With a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>Didn't get a run in this morning as I had hoped, but I did tackle some things that were more deserving of my attention today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZT5xMWVTUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oTWVHU8yYNE/s1600-h/Mama+and+EQ+in+hammock2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302137284845718850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZT5xMWVTUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oTWVHU8yYNE/s200/Mama+and+EQ+in+hammock2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. The mid-year conference with my son's teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Doctor Trip #4 for the week (#3 for Little Sister)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(That's Mr. Music on the left . . . and Little Sister reading her favorite book below - photos by &lt;a href="http://www.jennifertai.net/"&gt;Jennifer Tai Photo Artistry&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZT6mR5pOTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9lQGLIRUnsU/s1600-h/Megs+Reads+from+Above.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302138196869069106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZT6mR5pOTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9lQGLIRUnsU/s200/Megs+Reads+from+Above.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we inch toward Friday I am feeling quite worn down, but not nearly as much as I expected after taking care of two really ill children for so long. I'm sure it is because of these things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The unwavering/unconditional support of our extended family members. My parents showed up to take care of Mr. Music so I could take Little Sister to the doc without having to entertain TWO children in the waiting room and exam room. PRICELESS! As if that wasn't grand enough, my mom made dinner for us twice this week. That helped more than she'll ever know. My mother-in-law (a nurse!) helped from afar with kind words and encouragement - also helpful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The wonderful doctors/nurses/support staff at our local pediatrician's office. Each time I called for an appointment (they likely can identify my voice by now) they were able to get the kids in to be checked within 2 hours. Unfortunately we weren't able to see the same doc each time, but they are all fantastic and their careful note-taking made it easy to have the cases transferred from one to the next. We did see the same nurses a few times, so that was great. Our follow-up appointment will be with the same doc we saw today - hooray! Each doctor took the time to listen to my concerns, get feedback from the kids verbally and with careful exams, and then take time to explain how their illness had progressed and what steps we'd need to follow to get them healthy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My husband has been working like a maniac for the past few weeks, but he checks in with me a few times/day to see how things are going with the kids. He didn't have meetings one afternoon, so he came home in time for one of the appointments - again, so Mr. Music didn't have to endure the doctor's office during his sister's appointment (he's feeling much better and the two hour visits are more than his busy body can endure now that it is nearly back to normal!). Super Husband has also been knocking out the dishes each evening and put the kids to bed without me last night so I could take a few minutes to let my brain check-out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I did workout 3 out of 4 days this week (and may be able to run like a hamster tomorrow - fingers crossed!!!). I'm not sure how I would have survived the week without my own good health and fitness. Between being up with the kids 87 times/night (well, maybe not THAT many times, but darn close), carrying around a 30 lb. two year-old and a 40 lb. 4 year-old, taking 3 showers with a toddler in one day (to rinse off the yack that landed on both of us) and holding down the two year-old for medicine taking time (a NIGHTMARE with that one!!!) several times/day . . . I HAD to be fit to accomplish it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be Doctor Trip #5, but it is for a follow-up and will hopefully be the green light to get back to the basic antibiotic regimen. Pneumonia is for the birds. Heck, I wouldn't even wish it on birds (and I'm not a fan of birds - go ahead, ask anyone). But we're going to get through it, thanks to the team of folks pitching in to take care of these sweet kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-9196292040450121269?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9196292040450121269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=9196292040450121269&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/9196292040450121269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/9196292040450121269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/ending-with-thankful-heart.html' title='Ending With a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZT5xMWVTUI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/oTWVHU8yYNE/s72-c/Mama+and+EQ+in+hammock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1805224093543443433</id><published>2009-02-11T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:06:03.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Sick House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZM8qvsg9NI/AAAAAAAAAa4/LCntBUnP53U/s1600-h/Sunrise+0208+view+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301647891400553682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZM8qvsg9NI/AAAAAAAAAa4/LCntBUnP53U/s200/Sunrise+0208+view+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view we were treated to on Monday morning - surprise snow and an unusually beautiful/eerie sky. I didn't get a chance to share it with my usual Starting with a Thankful Heart post because I've been busy taking care of two sick kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost count of the number of weeks our family has been plagued by some sort of cold/infection. We finally threw up (no pun intended) the white flag and I took the kids to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first trip was on Saturday afternoon after a morning of my son's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incessant&lt;/span&gt; humming (which, as we learned last fall, is his "tell" for an ear infection). A quick visit to the doc (hooray for Saturday appointments!!!!) confirmed our hunch and we were able to get his antibiotics rolling right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to see a second doctor (our regular one) because despite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;, he got a fever. Turns out a mild case of pneumonia was lurking in his little self, too. And, Little Sister was starting to wheeze and her cough took a turn for the worse. Breathing treatments helped . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today Little Sister has a fever. So, back we'll go. Even though her ears were clear yesterday, some infectious bacterial bugs could be rearing their wicked little heads somewhere in her today. Lovely. Cross your fingers that we can get through this quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully through all of these weeks of illness, I've been keeping up with my workouts. My sanity is intact (more or less) thanks to my treadmill sessions and balance ball work. I'm so glad I haven't thrown the towel in on those because then I'm sure I'd be next on the sick list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping that this strong base I'm building indoors will transfer well outside when I'm able to get back out on the pavement and trails again. I'd like to do a few 10Ks this year and maybe even a half marathon in the fall. If we can get everyone healthy, I think this will be my year to get back into some serious running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1805224093543443433?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1805224093543443433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1805224093543443433&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1805224093543443433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1805224093543443433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-house.html' title='Sick House'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SZM8qvsg9NI/AAAAAAAAAa4/LCntBUnP53U/s72-c/Sunrise+0208+view+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-6284370356997451011</id><published>2009-02-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:00:03.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start of school year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Dogs Who Love to Run'/><title type='text'>Part Pirate/Part Caretaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYoYV3VIsSI/AAAAAAAAAao/sU63_ut1EkM/s1600-h/EQ+pirate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299074675463729442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYoYV3VIsSI/AAAAAAAAAao/sU63_ut1EkM/s200/EQ+pirate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My son wishes he could be a pirate. Anything made of wood is fair game to become a sword or hook - rhythm sticks, train tracks, cooking spoons, twigs . . . the list could go on and on. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arg&lt;/span&gt;!" is a common phrase you're likely to hear bellowed across the house for no good reason (that I know). This drives me absolutely crazy, especially when Little Sister gets too close to said pirate weapon and gets whacked. And then you'll hear ME holler "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ARG&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we get closer to Kindergarten registration, I get more worried that we'll be sending a pirate off to school, not a good-natured, run-of-the-mill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;likable&lt;/span&gt; kid. Imagine what his teacher will think about US as parents when holds his classmates at pencil-point while warning them, "Back off, ye scurvy dog, or I shall make you walk the plank!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No joke, that happened the other day when Little Sister tried to swipe his pirate puppet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, when I least expect it (and most need it), Mr. Music's true nature shines through, and I know that he will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was show-and-tell at preschool. His little friend forgot to bring her "e" item and was feeling sad. Without hesitation he said, "Don't worry! I'll take care of it for you." He found paper and colored pencils and proceeded to draw her a picture of an elephant so she'd have something to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The amazing thing about that little scenario is that it was totally unprompted and he did it in front of her father who was trying to problem-solve with her. Her dad was so impressed with Mr. Music that he had his wife be sure to share the story with me this morning. Last night at dinner we asked for a show-and-tell report, but all we heard was that his friend showed an elephant - with no details about how it was an elephant that HE drew for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While he totally saved the day for his friend, he was humble enough to just be satisfied with being a helper without tooting his own horn at home. In 4.5 years of parenting, it seems we have done SOMETHING right and I couldn't be more proud of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this is the kid that goes to school, I think it will go just fine! Though having a pirate in class could keep things interesting for the teacher . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh - one more thing!  If you haven't sent me your dog's bit of wisdom about running for my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-dogs-who-love-to-run-2nd.html"&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run&lt;/a&gt; adventure, please be sure to do so by February 11th so I can compile the quotes to share with you all on Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-6284370356997451011?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6284370356997451011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=6284370356997451011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6284370356997451011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/6284370356997451011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-piratepart-caretaker.html' title='Part Pirate/Part Caretaker'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYoYV3VIsSI/AAAAAAAAAao/sU63_ut1EkM/s72-c/EQ+pirate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-5233926687989109985</id><published>2009-02-05T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:23:05.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Pages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jill Starishevsky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Body Belongs to Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex abuse prevention'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Pages: Review of My Body Belongs to Me by Jill Starishevsky</title><content type='html'>**Please note that today's post is a bit more sensitive in nature than my usual posts. If you are reading this with a child, I suggest you read the post to yourself first before discussing it with your child or choose a previous entry to read together. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I received the news that there is a Level 3 Sex Offender that lives in our community. I was comforted to learn that a protocol is in place to alert the community and provide concerned citizens with an informational meeting about the offender, but it did send quite the wildfire of emails through our tightly-knit area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news is that we know about him. He has a court order to return to his home if children pass his way and he is to report to his corrections officer if he is ever within 10 feet of a child (he is ordered to never be closer than 10 feet to a child).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other bit of good news is that his presence in our town brings a heightened awareness to the serious and secretive nature of sex crimes. At the community meeting the Sheriff's Office representatives shared that 75% of child sexual abuse is from people the kids already know and trust -neighbors, family friends, etc (this particular offender's victims WERE people that knew and trusted him). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYp7EXg5XdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zQF_UD9m1Fo/s1600-h/my+body+belongs+to+me.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299183226516495826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYp7EXg5XdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zQF_UD9m1Fo/s200/my+body+belongs+to+me.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was already planning to share the book &lt;a href="http://www.mybodybelongstome.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Body Belongs to Me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;by Jill Starishevsky, an Assistant District Attorney in NYC, with you. But the timing of our local news made it seem even more urgent that I post about Jill's book immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While it may not be comfortable to sit down with young children to discuss sexual abuse, it is far better to discuss things BEFORE anything can happen. One ounce of prevention goes a LONG, LONG way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Body Belongs to Me&lt;/em&gt; is a priceless tool that supports parents and caregivers in the challenging task of addressing this sensitive and private safety issue. With a simple, rhyming text and calming colored pencil illustrations, the book walks children through identifying that their bodies have boundaries and that some parts of their bodies are for "no one else to see". A simplified, age-appropriate scenario demonstrates for children what to do if someone touches them inappropriately - TELL. Starishevsky's powerful message really comes through when the nameless character tells on an offender and her parents reassure her that she is BRAVE and that they are PROUD of her for telling them what happened. They also identify the child's teacher as a go-to person if she ever feels too scared to tell her parents about something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last page of the children's portion of the book shows the child smiling as she does a "strong arm" pose. The text asserts that the abuse wasn't the child's fault and that she is a caretaker of her body and will grow big and strong. It is a powerful and uplifting way to end such a serious book, one of the things I appreciate about the text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most helpful part of &lt;em&gt;My Body Belongs to Me&lt;/em&gt; is the information for adults shared after the story. Starishevsky includes a letter to the reader about the book and how it was designed to help children, a full page of discussion starters and tips for making the subject of sexual abuse approachable for children (these are EXCELLENT and made ME feel more comfortable about talking about it with my own children), and a thorough list of reputable resources for finding help. These three elements alone make the book a worthwhile purchase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be fooled by the size of this book (just 6" x 6", I believe) - it packs an incredibly strong punch that we can all use to help keep our children safe. I have already shared this book with my close community of moms and will be recommending it to our local school district for inclusion in their resource rooms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take a few moments to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.mybodybelongstome.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Body Belongs to Me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;website to see sample pages from the book and to order a copy for your family (it is not currently available through Amazon.com). This really is a book that can save lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-5233926687989109985?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5233926687989109985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=5233926687989109985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5233926687989109985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/5233926687989109985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-in-pages-review-of-my-body-belongs.html' title='Lost in the Pages: Review of My Body Belongs to Me by Jill Starishevsky'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYp7EXg5XdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/zQF_UD9m1Fo/s72-c/my+body+belongs+to+me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-8792168418822782139</id><published>2009-02-03T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:09:48.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Dogs Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>We Are Dogs Who Love to Run - 2nd Installment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYiVqg2KUaI/AAAAAAAAAag/-2LYJcqI-jo/s1600-h/Albus+and+EQ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298649519205536162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYiVqg2KUaI/AAAAAAAAAag/-2LYJcqI-jo/s200/Albus+and+EQ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; is proud to continue his influence on my writing of We Are Dogs Who Love to Run. Be sure to read the &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-dogs-who-love-to-run-1st.html"&gt;1st Installment of We Are Dogs Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;before you read further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I give you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run - Part 2 (a spin-off of &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Brianna K. Grant (c) 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I take care of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gulp down the nutritious kibble provided by my family, supplementing my diet with only the most flavorful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;morsels&lt;/span&gt; that fall to me under the table. I sleep peacefully several times a day and all through the night, dreaming that my swift paws are racing across the fields at the dog park to retrieve balls. My health radiates from my bright eyes and fast-wagging tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I express my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing and bark with friends when we meet to walk the trail with our humans. I retreat to my crate for alone time when I'm feeling overwhelmed or frustrated by the high energy of the children in my house. I show compassion when others are in need, brightening them up with gentle kisses or climbing into their laps for snuggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body becomes more flexible as I run. My ears flap and my spirit soars. I gently pull on the leash to encourage my master when she starts to feel sluggish on a long run and acknowledge her fortitude with nose nudges when we cool down. On days when I am not chosen as a running buddy, I offer my support with a welcome home wag upon my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;human's&lt;/span&gt; return. I let myself take extra long naps in the sunshine to let my body recover from its physical exertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my energy with everyone around me. I can fly over a bush in a single bound as I play chase with my family in the yard. I splash muddy water onto innocent bystanders after glorious swims in the river with my fellow canines. I have the patience to have my wiggly little humans crawl on top of me to read me their favorite books and the creativity to work my cuteness for extra treats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Kind Readers, I'm collecting "quips" from dogs who love to run to complete the book. The 3rd (and final) installment of &lt;em&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; will be posted on Valentine's Day. If you would like to contribute (on behalf of your dog) a statement about why he or she loves to run, please email me your submission for consideration by Wednesday, February 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="mailto:brianna@balancedsteps.com"&gt;brianna@balancedsteps.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-8792168418822782139?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8792168418822782139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=8792168418822782139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8792168418822782139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/8792168418822782139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-dogs-who-love-to-run-2nd.html' title='We Are Dogs Who Love to Run - 2nd Installment'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYiVqg2KUaI/AAAAAAAAAag/-2LYJcqI-jo/s72-c/Albus+and+EQ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-623687497360690880</id><published>2009-02-02T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:13:07.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Dogs Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><title type='text'>We Are Dogs Who Love to Run - 1st Installment</title><content type='html'>Saturday our trusty dog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt;, joined me for a run. It was glorious. After weeks of having him give me sad looks while I ran on the treadmill and the kids climbed on him in his own bed, we were both thrilled to get back outside. The fresh air was just what we both needed. It took him a full day to recover from the adventure (he is eight years old, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;), but he'd be the first to tell you that it was totally worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYd9Sor9JHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WX2Fy2F1os0/s1600-h/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298341245737575538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYd9Sor9JHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WX2Fy2F1os0/s200/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This reminded me that I commented ages ago about a silly spin-off of my book that I'd call &lt;em&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt;. Over the next week, I'll be sharing a few blurbs of this fun little treasure from dogs' points of view, modeling it off the text of &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; is on the cover of it, so this version is long overdue!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run by Brianna K. Grant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am a dog who loves to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days I run quickly, my padded feet carrying me swiftly like when I chase squirrels out of my yard. Other days I walk, allowing my master's children to run their fingers through my thick fur while they pretend to lead me with my leash. Whether I run, trot or meander, the time with my humans is mine to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am happy, my eyes brighten, my muscles flex and my tail wags for the world to see. My tongue droops out of my mouth as I pant excitedly for playtime. My coat shines in the sunlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to be boisterous. My family counts on me for waggly dances, welcome home kisses and lap running around our big back yard on good days. I'm a good listener, and my family counts on me for knowing looks, lap time snuggles and comfortable silence when they have bad days. I value my family's feelings and take time to apologize when I let my nose take charge of my decisions."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for the next installment of this blog-only version of &lt;em&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy running to you and your four-legged friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-623687497360690880?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/623687497360690880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=623687497360690880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/623687497360690880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/623687497360690880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-dogs-who-love-to-run-1st.html' title='We Are Dogs Who Love to Run - 1st Installment'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYd9Sor9JHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/WX2Fy2F1os0/s72-c/WAGWLTR+Small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1323075594019302904</id><published>2009-01-28T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:23:11.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Little Sister</title><content type='html'>I hope my next birthday is as great as Little Sister's was today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- out to breakfast for bagels with Dad&lt;br /&gt;- cookie baking with Mom&lt;br /&gt;- playtime with friends&lt;br /&gt;- presents morning, noon and night (it is best to pace yourself)&lt;br /&gt;- cookies morning, noon and night (again, it is best to pace yourself)&lt;br /&gt;- two helpings of Mom's homemade lasagna for dinner&lt;br /&gt;- photo viewing time with Mom (after bedtime when Mr. Music was asleep!) to relive the highlights from the last two years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bLR32rI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dlfV-gRL7Es/s1600-h/Megs+Birthday+Cookie"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296578875323046578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bLR32rI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dlfV-gRL7Es/s200/Megs+Birthday+Cookie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The requested birthday oatmeal chocolate chip cookie (one of about 6 dozen . . . some are tucked safely out of reach in the freezer for Sunday's game - Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bQdR6nI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bkEA8xbF3R8/s1600-h/Megs+Candles"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296578876713069170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bQdR6nI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bkEA8xbF3R8/s200/Megs+Candles" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday girl successfully extinguishes the flames from her toothpick birthday candles - a proud moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bfABrzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XrKCuKAFafo/s1600-h/Megs+Turns+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296578880616902450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bfABrzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XrKCuKAFafo/s200/Megs+Turns+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl "reads" the card from her grandma "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yia&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296578887114377810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6b3NJSlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nH0f42uS_Yw/s200/Megs+Birthday+End" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the very end of a long, but lovely day. Bedtime, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1323075594019302904?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1323075594019302904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1323075594019302904&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1323075594019302904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1323075594019302904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-little-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday, Little Sister'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SYE6bLR32rI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dlfV-gRL7Es/s72-c/Megs+Birthday+Cookie' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2218920007541442433</id><published>2009-01-26T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:43:46.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart and Nearly-Healthy Body</title><content type='html'>The whole family has been sick for the past 4 days. No running for this mama or her husband. But, just as the fog finally lifted to confirm that the sun does still exist, the end of the sickness is in sight . . . and my running shoes are calling to me once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a promising one for a number of wonderful reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can breathe through both nostrils at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wednesday is Little Sister's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Birthday. I can't even believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The kids went to bed EARLY. Don't you dare read those words aloud, or they'll wake up. Please read silently and let us bask in this rare evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I added 3 new titles to my reading list and I just love the excitement of new books. (which I promise to share with you soon - I owe you at least 2 reviews and you SHALL have them ASAP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thanks to reason #1, Tomorrow I shall run! (no rhyming intended, it just happened)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful, HEALTHY week! Oh, and if you haven't done so already, take a peek at the new site: &lt;a href="http://www.runningmoms.com/"&gt;www.runningmoms.com&lt;/a&gt; Their tag line is a great one: Strong Body, Strong Mind, Strong Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2218920007541442433?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2218920007541442433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2218920007541442433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2218920007541442433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2218920007541442433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-with-thankful-heart-and-nearly.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart and Nearly-Healthy Body'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7851311439406277839</id><published>2009-01-23T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:27:38.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Women Who Inspire Me</title><content type='html'>I just got the hint of some really good news to come for &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/"&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run &lt;/a&gt;that has me jittery - I promise to keep you posted when I hear the final word. The combo of that and a truly amazing dinner with friends last night got me thinking about the book publishing journey over the last 2 years and the people in my life who inspire me and help me stay on this path. While a few men do stand out as cheerleaders and champions (my dad, my husband &amp;amp; my son are the big 3!), I'd like to give some love to the women in my life that ground me and keep me going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Connie - the founder of &lt;a href="http://www.rakduvall.com/about.php"&gt;Random Acts of Kindness Week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(and she expanded it to our neighboring communities of Carnation, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woodinville&lt;/span&gt; and Monroe this year). This woman is filled with PASSION for making the world a better place, one person and one act at a time. She even gave up a consulting job to devote her non-parenting energy to volunteering (though you will find her WEEKLY in her daughter's classroom working with students, in addition to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt; efforts).  Her kindness and generosity brought together 20 women for a Ladies Night Out dinner last night - truly a night to remember filled with lots of laughter, encouragement, celebration and good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://carolgoodrow.com/"&gt;Carol &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Goodrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - fellow children's running author. This woman teaches full-time and maintains the &lt;a href="http://www.kidsrunning.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KidsRunning&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/a&gt;website with rich articles and inspiring stories for kids/teachers/parents/runners. When she can, she promotes her books (fabulous, all THREE!) and always, always, always puts in a good word for MY book. She doesn't get any kickbacks for my book sales and I don't pay her to advertise the book. She just does it because she believes in the power of running, the promise of healthy youth, and that authors should work TOGETHER to get quality books and uplifting messages into the hands of young readers and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Paige  - local &lt;a href="http://www.duvallwa.gov/duvalldays/funruns.html"&gt;runner&lt;/a&gt;/volunteer/&lt;a href="http://refweb.org/trot/trot_general.htm"&gt;race director &lt;/a&gt;extraordinaire. Whether it is her status updates on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, emails or quickie hellos as we pass at the grocery store, this woman is filled with positive and encouraging words - ALWAYS. I'm not sure if she sleeps, but if she does, I'm sure it isn't for long. Our community shines thanks to her dedication to getting 5Ks &amp;amp; 10Ks going in our Valley, she's on our Library Board (that's a TOUGH job - we're trying to get a library built), and she and her husband are raising two incredible, community-minded and down-to-earth boys (I wish they were a bit younger so my daughter could date one of them, but alas, they'll be scooped up by two other lucky ladies someday!). It is Paige's encouraging nature that just may have me running a hilly 10K this Spring . . . if the weather ever improves, I can get in some hill training and I'll do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom - my &lt;a href="http://www.balancedsteps.com/page7.php"&gt;business partner&lt;/a&gt;. This hasn't been an easy road to travel. Two years of work without pay for countless hours of toil doesn't always make for fun times. But she has stuck by my side and we continue to be hopeful and optimistic that publishing this book was the right thing to do and that the message it shares is one the world can use for good. We don't always see eye-to-eye, we could use some help with organization, and we've had to take a few breaks to care for family members, but overall it has been a positive experience and I'm honored that she would join me on this crazy venture. This book is her baby, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, I hope to be as fabulous as any of these four women. I hope you have the opportunity to meet one (or all!) of them someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woman(en) inspires you? Come on, there as to be at least ONE you have in mind - leave a comment about her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7851311439406277839?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7851311439406277839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7851311439406277839&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7851311439406277839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7851311439406277839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/women-who-inspire-me.html' title='Women Who Inspire Me'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1390772675035481375</id><published>2009-01-22T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:21:57.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Acts of Kindness'/><title type='text'>Beating the Fog with Random Acts of Kindness</title><content type='html'>The fog has returned, but even though I can't see the house 2 doors down from me and we can't see the horses in the field to wave at them on our way to school, things aren't so bad. This week is &lt;a href="http://www.rakduvall.com/"&gt;Random Acts of Kindness Week&lt;/a&gt;, so we're getting through the heavy weight of the fog by doing extra special things for the people around us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We brought yummy pasteries from our local bakery to Mr. Music's teachers on Tuesday . . . and one for my husband as a decadent after-dinner snack. A rare treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wrote a note for my yoga instructor to let her know what an inspiration she is and how much we enjoy her classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We finally mailed the last batch of Christmas thank you cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr. Music has been holding doors open for others everywhere we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I offered to let a gentleman buying a single banana ahead of us in the grocery line yesterday. He politely declined, saying that getting my two kids through the line was much more important than his little purchase. I sincerely hope he didn't have to wait too much longer - that place was a madhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Little Sister has started saying "I wuv you" which isn't random, but it certainly is something that makes my heart a bit fuller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm off to a Ladies Night Out dinner with about 20 other moms from our little town. We'll be supporting one of our local restaurants (this is a HARD market, for sure) and enjoying some good ol' girl time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to squeeze in a run while the kids have a picnic lunch down by the treadmill before we have a play date at our house and I make dinner for my husband and the kiddos. Whew! I'll REALLY need that dinner out when that time comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Random Acts of Kindness can you generate this week??? Leave a little note about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1390772675035481375?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1390772675035481375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1390772675035481375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1390772675035481375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1390772675035481375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/beating-th-fog-with-random-acts-of.html' title='Beating the Fog with Random Acts of Kindness'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1935370212452834649</id><published>2009-01-19T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:58:05.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart in the sunshine</title><content type='html'>The sun is shining here for the second day in a row. I can't believe how incredibly energizing it really is. You just sort of get accustomed to mucking along in the fog, not realizing that you're just going through the motions, but then the sun comes along and *BAM!* suddenly you remember that you are ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the wonderful, warming and uplifting sun's rays . . . I'm thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The surprise email I got from my uncle who is doing work in Kabul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My son is feeling much better after a turn with a 24-hour bug of sorts. He refused to eat and slept all day yesterday and has been eating, drinking and talking non-stop all day today. I'd say he's better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I started the day with a 32 minute run on the treadmill in my new shoes. The kids cooperated the entire time while that wonderful sun came through the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My son's progress with reading - he's discovering all kinds of books that he can sit down and really read on his own. . . and even to Little Sister. That's powerful stuff right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Steelers are heading to the Super Bowl. My husband is a Pittsburgh native, so that is HUGE around this house. Really, really huge. I am worried about my favorite player, Heinz Ward, though. (He's a former UGA player and we're both UGA grads, not to mention he has an amazingly positive attitude and infectious smile.) I'll have to do some reading to see how his injury is and if he'll be well enough to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are YOU thankful for today? Come on, don't be shy! Let us know with a quickie note below!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1935370212452834649?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1935370212452834649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1935370212452834649&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1935370212452834649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1935370212452834649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-with-thankful-heart-in.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart in the sunshine'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2471784013070196340</id><published>2009-01-18T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:16:34.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Reaching the finish line . . . of a different sort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJsYFP8jI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UnUikULcRfQ/s1600-h/Megan+Quilt+Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292866120050537010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJsYFP8jI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UnUikULcRfQ/s200/Megan+Quilt+Top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took six months, but I did it - this afternoon I finished the quilt for my daughter! Her second birthday is a little over a week from now, so I may even be able to call myself an overachiever. No, not really. The darn thing should have been finished months ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard to tell in a photo, but there are about 80 different fabrics (I lost count) in this puppy. Some are scraps from quilts I made for other people, others I purchased just for this project. And still others are from my mom's unbelievable stash. The quilt pattern was inspired by a quilt I saw in the &lt;a href="http://www.sundancecatalog.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; catalog &lt;/a&gt;(my FAVORITE catalog). The difference is that the &lt;a href="http://www.sundancecatalog.com/shopping/product/detailmain.jsp?itemType=PRODUCT&amp;amp;iProductID=10922&amp;amp;itemID=10922"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; quilt &lt;/a&gt; is more vintage Americana in nature and this one requires sunglasses for viewing, which I believe is more appropriate for a firecracker of a little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJsTjy_XI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MK_dPLtmSnU/s1600-h/Megan+Quilt+Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292866118836485490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJsTjy_XI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MK_dPLtmSnU/s200/Megan+Quilt+Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is too early to make the final call, but I may like the back even more than the front. All of these solid batiks are included in the front, but they really stand out nicely as 12 inch blocks. I'm pleased with how well the quilting stitches are highlighted on this side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I pinned on the binding and today I could just FEEL that it was the day for my big finish. While some runners I know were reaching their half-marathon goals in Arizona and the Cardinals and Eagles duked it out for the playoffs, I reached the finish line for the quilt. Maybe the motivation was the sun that finally showed its face after WEEKS of hiding behind clouds and several days of our valley being blanketed in fog from sun up to sun down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292866123555428610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJslI4WQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qBKwrQTmILg/s200/Megan+quilt+stitch+detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To celebrate my quilting finish I put on my new shoes for a test walk on the treadmill (today's my off day, but a 20 minute walk did me good). My hubby warmed up the treadmill belt for me as he took his new shoes for a run. Even at my walking pace, I could tell that these new shoes were WAY overdue - why is it we runners wait so long before the great shoe swap? I look forward to running in them tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo shows you the quilting I did - it is the same wandering pattern across the whole thing. It dawned on me that this stitch design likely comes naturally to me because I used to doodle it in the margins of my Geometry notes in high school. Quilts are geometry in a practical form, so the doodling wasn't really time wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a big week this is (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MLK&lt;/span&gt; Day &amp;amp; The BIG &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Inauguration&lt;/span&gt;, for starters). Hold onto those hats, folks . . . and be sure to make time for a good run (and preferably more than one)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2471784013070196340?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2471784013070196340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2471784013070196340&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2471784013070196340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2471784013070196340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/reaching-finish-line-of-different-sort.html' title='Reaching the finish line . . . of a different sort'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SXQJsYFP8jI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UnUikULcRfQ/s72-c/Megan+Quilt+Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-7809967199339343010</id><published>2009-01-15T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:59:15.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Upbeat Week</title><content type='html'>Despite some frustrating events (like locking my keys in the car!), this has been a very good week on the homefront.  So good, in fact, that I'm wound up and ready to go FINISH my daughter's birthday quilt - one more row to quilt and then the binding goes on. Since this project has been going for, oh, something like 6 months now, I'm getting really anxious to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're off to the YMCA to give the childwatch another try while I do the treadmill thing. If it goes well, I'll feel secure in trying a class out next week! My goal is to attend at least one class/week to add some flavor to my usual running and balance ball workouts. I'm getting excited that next week might be the week I start. Keep your fingers and laces crossed that Little Sister continues to do well with childwatch . . . that's the key piece to making it all happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running/balancing/reading, everyone! I'm off to sew . . . happily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-7809967199339343010?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7809967199339343010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=7809967199339343010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7809967199339343010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/7809967199339343010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/upbeat-week.html' title='Upbeat Week'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-575096399472969196</id><published>2009-01-12T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:43:24.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>Starting With a Thankful Heart (and a numb arm)</title><content type='html'>I'm keeping it SHORT today since I'm typing with a "helper" in my lap who keeps touching the keys and playing with my fingers when she SHOULD be in bed SLEEPING!!! Even though I'm frustrated and my left arm has just about gone numb from her leaning on it . . . I DO have a thankful heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The children were well behaved on Saturday evening so we went out for dinner as a special family treat - the first such outing in . . . um . . . well, a LONG time, seeing as I can't remember the last time we went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All of the roads leading out of our little town are now open after being closed for several days last week because of SEVERE flooding. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snow melt&lt;/span&gt; and rain do not a good combination make.  I can now get my son back to his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school routine, to the YMCA and wherever else we should want to go. Hooray! I also read a report that the livestock in the area all managed to be moved to dry ground and are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. By the end of the evening (assuming my dear daughter does finally give up and go to sleep) I will be one row away from completing her birthday quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; helped reunite me with my best friend from elementary school. I feel like I found a bit of myself when I found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Little Sister is finally in bed. Keep your fingers crossed that she stays that way so I can make #3 come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week, everyone. Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-575096399472969196?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/575096399472969196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=575096399472969196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/575096399472969196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/575096399472969196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-with-thankful-heart-and-numb.html' title='Starting With a Thankful Heart (and a numb arm)'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1521808063780442310</id><published>2009-01-10T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:58:40.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Can you see me glowing?</title><content type='html'>This morning at 8:30 my husband bet that I couldn't last all day without leaving the house. At 9:45AM he won. I couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bundled up Little Sister, leashed up Albus Dumblepup and the three of us headed out for quite possibly one of the best runs I've had in several months. It is definitely the best run of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when I last ran outside, but after a month of snow, snow, snow and rain, flooding, and more yuck, this morning was the perfect break to get reacquainted with the outdoors. It was about 40 degrees (Fahrenheit, for those who appreciate labeled units), so I didn't have to bundle up and the headband I wore has a great windbreaker built in, so I was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how far I went or how long we were running - I opted to leave the Garmin at home and just GO. It was a run to boost my spirits and clear the muck from my brain. The path we followed was apparently just right for Albus, too, as his tail was perky the whole way and he's spent the remainder of the day giving me happy looks. We were in the groove - the right rhythm, the right breathing, the right foot strikes, the right everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sister did remarkably well, too, since we did add a little loop to our regular mid-length loop (and really, if it was just the dog and me, we likely would have gone farther, but I didn't want to ruin a good thing!). I let her get out of the jogger to walk Albus up our street on our way home - at that point he wasn't going to go fast, there aren't any cars around, and she felt like she got in a run, too. In fact, she got in the door and said, "These pants dirty. Running made dirty," and stripped them off. Not sure that the 30 yards she did really caused her to break a sweat, but I think it was cute anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run reaffirmed that I really am a girl who loves to run. And that I should write a book (or at least a little essay!) for my pup - &lt;em&gt;We Are Dogs Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt;. What do you think? Stay tuned, I may just share a bit with you in the upcoming weeks . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1521808063780442310?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1521808063780442310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1521808063780442310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1521808063780442310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1521808063780442310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-see-me-glowing.html' title='Can you see me glowing?'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-306294956566845350</id><published>2009-01-08T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:08:23.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cozi'/><title type='text'>Time to Get Organized!</title><content type='html'>Ask anyone who knows me well and they'll tell you the same thing: I'm organizationally challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT to be more organized and I know that it will help me achieve my goals without as much chaos and drama as is generally involved (case in point: my almost-daily key hunt). Now that I've admitted that I have a problem, I'm ready to face it and tackle it! (I'll try to ignore the fact that my husband is currently reading over my shoulder, mocking my idea that I even THINK I can get organized.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm not quite as disorganized as my mom (I love you, Mom, but you KNOW you have a problem!), but that doesn't excuse me from facing my own flaws and doing something to build some skills. So, what can I do to improve my organizational skills?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cozi.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289073231171271394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SWaQFL79uuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/N2fn3csIYtc/s200/cozi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was recently encouraged by the insightful folks at MomCentral to see if the organizational tool &lt;a href="http://www.cozi.com/"&gt;Cozi &lt;/a&gt;could help me become less scattered (HELP being the operative word here. I do not think any one thing can SOLVE my problem completely - that would take a MIRACLE . . . and some reverse genetic engineering, I fear.). I've spent my usual blogging time this week getting to know the tool and what it has to offer and here are some of the problems/solutions that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; addresses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;/strong&gt; I have 4 calendars going at any given time - but none of them match each other. They get lost, chewed on (thank you, Little Sister), used for art or slide under the fridge. The planner I got last Christmas was helpful for a short time . . . but . . . hey, has anyone seen that thing, by the way? Hmmmm . . . me neither . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COZI&lt;/span&gt; SOLUTION:&lt;/strong&gt; One electronic calendar in an easy-to-read and easy-to-update format. Each appointment that I list can be color-coded to identify which family members are involved in the entry. There is even a handy-dandy drop down to mark an appointment's regular frequency (weekly, monthly, annually, etc. - great for marking workouts at the gym, volunteer days at school, birthdays and other important occasions!). I'm not likely to misplace my computer, so this is perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;/strong&gt; I forget to tell my husband about things that we're doing. Even if they DO make the calendar, he doesn't know about them because he doesn't know WHICH calendar to trust, if he can even find it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COZI &lt;/span&gt;SOLUTION:&lt;/strong&gt; We can share the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi &lt;/span&gt;account and both have the ability to add/change things on the calendar. Our family calendar can also sync with Outlook and we can even send our calendar and shopping lists to our mobile phones with text messages. For those who have iPhones and Windows Mobile phones, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi &lt;/span&gt;now has a mobile version that enables you to sign-in and access your &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; account using their mobile web browsers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not a scrapbooker. Tried it a few times, but it never took. I enjoy looking at our old photos (as do my kids!), but I just am not a scrapbookin' gal. Thus, the photos stay safely tucked in the "fancy" folders on my computer (darn things don't even have names!), rarely to be shared or even viewed by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COZI &lt;/span&gt;SOLUTION:&lt;/strong&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; Collage Screen Saver! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; can automatically create small groups of your photos and display them like a slide show in place of your screen saver. You can even send your favorite collages to others. Sounds like something my mom and mother-in-law would enjoy to get from us from time to time - and without any effort on my part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;/strong&gt; My grocery list from week to week looks the same, even when there are OTHER items we likely need or for new recipes I've been meaning to try. I'm trying to limit my grocery shopping to a weekly adventure, but more often than not I find myself making "little stops" at the store to pick up forgotten items . . . or even calling my husband to grab those missing ingredients on his way home from work (NOT his favorite thing to do - I think he'd rather loose a toe than stand in line with all of the other husbands).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SWaQFTulKhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qRoX_AWsDGo/s1600-h/Cozi_HomeSmall%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289073233262619154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SWaQFTulKhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qRoX_AWsDGo/s200/Cozi_HomeSmall%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COZI&lt;/span&gt; SOLUTION:&lt;/strong&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; Shopping List. Quickly enter/delete the items as you need/buy them. There are 3 handy lists - grocery, wholesale, and other. I already have running lists on each of those. The process of creating the list in advance helped me remember what items to get when I went to the store WITHOUT the list last night. See? I'm still learning. The lists are also displayed on my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt; Home page, so every time I log on, I can see the list as a reminder. Handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;/strong&gt; I like to have my questions/problems solved quickly. Hey, who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COZI&lt;/span&gt; SOLUTION:&lt;/strong&gt; A well-designed, easy-to-navigate, thorough Help page. I wish every site was so easy to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My overall impression of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cozi&lt;/span&gt;? I like it. I like that it is f*ree to use (really!). I'm going to use it (stop laughing, Honey, I really am!). I think it will be even more helpful as my kids get older and our schedules swell with more adventures. I do wish they had a version that would link directly to my brain to sort out my thinking as well as the site sorts out my calendar and shopping troubles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe, just maybe, in a month's time maybe my husband won't laugh quite so loudly if I dare utter the words "I'm" and "organized" in the same sentence. Hey, I can try! And it is nice to have some help along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And YOU? What things do YOU do to get/stay/strive to be organized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-306294956566845350?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/306294956566845350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=306294956566845350&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/306294956566845350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/306294956566845350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-get-organized.html' title='Time to Get Organized!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SWaQFL79uuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/N2fn3csIYtc/s72-c/cozi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-2930553705129374290</id><published>2009-01-05T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:59:23.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart in this New Year</title><content type='html'>Today marks the LAST day of my son's break from school - now THAT is cause for celebration! While we've had some good times during our 3 weeks together, everyone is ready for him to go back. He even did a "I get to go to school tomorrow!" dance this morning and I joined in (maybe even a bit more enthusiastically than necessary!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other aspects of our lives that get back to normal this week, making this mama's heart quite thankful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Little Sister's music class gets going again on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;2. A new session of swimming lessons will be underway on Saturday morning. This time I have them signed up for the same day and time. We'll see if that combo is a good one or if it is too much to juggle since I'll be in the water with Little Sister and have to get all three of us cleaned up afterward. Hey, you never know until you try!&lt;br /&gt;3. The kids are encouraging me to run in the mornings. Of course they're great about leaving me alone for only 10 minutes, but that's a great start. I enjoy those 10 minutes of peace and then grit my teeth to knock out a minimum of 10 more minutes, squeaking in any extra time if they haven't torn apart the basement or started taking one another apart. It used to be that Mr. Music would groan and pitch such a fit that I'd give up and not get on the treadmill at all. Seriously, folks, this is progress. Even a single step gets you closer to your goals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my sewing front, I'm working like a maniac in the evenings and making AWESOME progress on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;handful&lt;/span&gt; of unfinished projects. The end is in sight for my daughter's birthday quilt. I just hooked on the last big row to quilt and will then just have one small row to go! Last night I made her a cow-themed pillow case out of the fabric she picked out LAST YEAR. It is so refreshing and energizing to make forward progress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a wonderful week as you get back into the post-holiday groove. Happy running, happy reading and happy goal-reaching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-2930553705129374290?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2930553705129374290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=2930553705129374290&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2930553705129374290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/2930553705129374290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-with-thankful-heart-in-this.html' title='Starting with a Thankful Heart in this New Year'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-814071336647880057</id><published>2008-12-31T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:58:01.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Are Girls Who Love to Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Aiming for Balance in 2009</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick line of silliness I couldn't resist before sharing my goals for next year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm going to build a magic tree house and go back in time! I'll go back FIFTEEN years to the time of the dinosaurs!!" Mr. Music exclaimed while planning an adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit that my high school years fifteen years ago did have their scary points, but I don't recall seeing any T-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexes&lt;/span&gt; roaming the halls. I think we need to sit down and take a look at a timeline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know, my focus in life is on finding (and trying to keep!) a sense of proverbial balance. I've never really been one for making a New Year's resolution, but this year I feel compelled to focus my energy in new ways by setting some important goals (not really resolutions, per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLY8yVcUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aVrBv0waVGg/s1600-h/Quilt+pictures+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286182954632311106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLY8yVcUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aVrBv0waVGg/s200/Quilt+pictures+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Before starting any new sewing projects, I'm going to finish the ones that I've started. This includes the quilt I started months ago for my daughter. Her birthday is at the end of January, so the clock is ticking on this one! I'm also going to finish up the curtains I'm 70% done with for our sliding door in the basement and a Christmas table runner I started for my mother-in-law a number of years ago (so long ago, I've lost count of the years, actually). It will feel refreshing to have those projects done and a clear sewing table! (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;photo&lt;/span&gt; is of a finished quilt, but it is one I forgot I made!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZ3s8EEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U5lspwsu5dA/s1600-h/DG+and+BK+Christmas+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286182970447368258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZ3s8EEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U5lspwsu5dA/s200/DG+and+BK+Christmas+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. I'm going to limit my blogging to three posts/week. This will keep my posts more focused and uplifting. My prime goals will be posts about thankfulness, finding the silver lining in difficult/unbalanced life experiences, and fitness/youth-oriented book reviews. Other things are bound to creep up, of course, but it is nice to get my brain hooked on the very important idea of quality, not necessarily quantity. This will also free up time for me to READ and maybe even spend some extra time with my handsome husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZv8XFdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eyRFn8b9rvI/s1600-h/Camper+and+Wallace+Falls+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286182968364570066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZv8XFdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eyRFn8b9rvI/s200/Camper+and+Wallace+Falls+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. I've already told my husband that as a family I'd like us to have more fun this year. 2009 shall be our Year o' Fun! Our camper will get more use, we'll crank up the tunes and dance around the house, and just generally enjoy one another more and the silliness that comes with having 2 small kiddos. That's my plan. Life is too short to be as serious as I feel I've become. Lately I've been feeling like I'm 100 instead of a new 30. It is time to change that! (This is a photo of where our camper has been parked for a year now - it is longing for an adventure!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLaFccd0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/zzYDrcwsDBo/s1600-h/DD10K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286182974136284994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLaFccd0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/zzYDrcwsDBo/s200/DD10K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. I'm picking out at least 4 races to run this year. Two are easy because they're right here in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Snoqualmie&lt;/span&gt; Valley where I live and I'm dedicated to supporting our little running community, but the other two can be someplace new and exciting. I'd like to do the 10K option for both races (one in June, the other in November). My running has been stronger as of late, so I may even get a wild hair and plan for a Half Marathon. Since I did a Full Marathon for my 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, I think it would be nice to do some sort of distance for this age milestone, too, even if it is well after my actual birthday. (In this photo my husband and I - and some other random runners - are about to reach the top of an amazingly steep hill for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt; Days 10K in June 2008).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZ3FWHkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/IWvjddutIOU/s1600-h/Author+Brianna+Grant+-+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286182970281303618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLZ3FWHkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/IWvjddutIOU/s200/Author+Brianna+Grant+-+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. I'm dedicated to getting my book out in the world more. 1,000 copies are out there in homes, schools, public libraries and the like, but this year I'll work to forge some new business relationships to get &lt;em&gt;We Are Girls Who Love to Run&lt;/em&gt; into even more hands! My mom and I also set a goal for 2 big author visits this calendar year. As a former teacher, my passion is definitely in talking and working with children, so I'm looking forward to getting more visits lined-up. These visits always leave the kids smiling and feeling confident and ME feeling more energized and passionate about running and setting goals - so they're good for EVERYONE involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the looks of my goals, 2009 will be a busy one (but FUN!). I wish you and your family love, good health and positive energy as you get a fresh start in the New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-814071336647880057?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/814071336647880057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=814071336647880057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/814071336647880057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/814071336647880057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/aiming-for-balance-in-2009.html' title='Aiming for Balance in 2009'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVxLY8yVcUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aVrBv0waVGg/s72-c/Quilt+pictures+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-909619911780857052</id><published>2008-12-28T20:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:41:28.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin fever'/><title type='text'>Cabin Fever Busters</title><content type='html'>HOORAY!!! Today marked the first day in over two weeks that we left the house using something other than just feet. The snow/ice finally melted enough that we could take our four wheel drive vehicle out of the neighborhood and even venture as far as the next town. Though it was a bit like taking two monkeys out of a zoo into the wild of the human world for the first time, it was still nice to get out of the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have we been doing for all of these days? Here's a little list of cabin fever busters we attempted over the last few weeks . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Run on the treadmill. Even Mr. Music took a bit of a walk on it (assisted, with a MAX of Speed 2)&lt;br /&gt;2. Holiday movies (Rudolph, Grinch, Mickey, Garfield, Frosty . . . shall I go on? I think Mr. Music saw each one at least twice - and this is a boy who watches 1-2 half-hour shows MAX a day, if ANY!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Christmas cookie baking (just once - with just enough to share with neighbors and Santa)&lt;br /&gt;4. Trips to the Vet (2 trips made by my husband, father and dog - once by foot because the roads weren't safe, another by car in the miracle window of good weather and "safe" streets before the third wave of snow hit). I'm thankful his bite is healing nicely now.&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas Card writing (see letter below) - complete with Mr. Music signing his name on each card himself!&lt;br /&gt;6. Pre-Christmas toy sorting to make some space for a few new things from Santa and family&lt;br /&gt;7. Facebook updates&lt;br /&gt;8. New quilt project&lt;br /&gt;9. Driveway shoveling&lt;br /&gt;10. Igloo construction with snow from said driveway&lt;br /&gt;11. Treadmill running&lt;br /&gt;12. Balance ball workout&lt;br /&gt;13. Dinner prep game - What can we make with what is in our fridge and pantry???&lt;br /&gt;14. Treadmill running&lt;br /&gt;15. Closet sorting&lt;br /&gt;16. Driveway shoveling&lt;br /&gt;17. Visits from parents who snow-shoed a mile to get here&lt;br /&gt;18. Sledding with neighbors&lt;br /&gt;19. Present wrapping&lt;br /&gt;20. Piano playing and Christmas caroling&lt;br /&gt;21. No church due to road conditions - lessons and carols at home!&lt;br /&gt;22. Shoveling out neighbors' stuck cars&lt;br /&gt;23. Christmas!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;24. Using degrees in English, Art History, Forestry &amp;amp; Education to put together children's toys&lt;br /&gt;25. Catching up with all of the laundry TWICE&lt;br /&gt;26. Treadmill running&lt;br /&gt;27. Digging trenches to allow the snowmelt to reach the drains and prevent our garage from flooding (that's where all the books are!!!)&lt;br /&gt;28. Oragami with Netflix mailing envelopes - they have patterns on their website!&lt;br /&gt;29. Phone calls to distant family to pass along words of cheer for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;30. Writing "Mad Lib" style thank you notes for the gifts we received (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there was more excitement these few weeks, but I've blocked them out . . . I'm putting the "adventure" behind me now and am looking forward to the promise of a new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the letters we put together for our friends and family this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you leave the Christmas card responsibility in the hands of a little redheaded girl who is not quite two years old, you get something musical, short and snappy - much like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sung to the tune of “Baa Baa Black Sheep”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hel-lo, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;For Merry Christmas time,&lt;br /&gt;(Sister’s) here to sing you&lt;br /&gt;A little family rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mr. Music) is reading,&lt;br /&gt;And learning how to write.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Of me sleeping through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is eye-ball deep&lt;br /&gt;In blogs and press releases.&lt;br /&gt;I’m learning to put together&lt;br /&gt;Puzzles with (a handful of) pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming lessons, music&lt;br /&gt;And (Mr. Music)’s pre-school, too.&lt;br /&gt;As much as we enjoy them,&lt;br /&gt;None are as special to us as you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Family.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you love and joy&lt;br /&gt;As this full year ends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our thank you notes go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been a little stir crazy this December (i.e., the snow has kept us homebound for over 2 weeks!). To entertain ourselves (and you), we created this “Mad Lib-style” note to express our gratitude for your kindness this Christmas. We did part of it for you, but you’ll need to pick the nearest friend or relative to help you fill in rest of the blanks before you read the note. Be creative and enjoy the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjective: ________________________&lt;br /&gt;Person’s Name: ___________________&lt;br /&gt;Person’s Name: ___________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Plural Noun: ______________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Noun: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Noun: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb ending in –ing: _______________&lt;br /&gt;Number: _________&lt;br /&gt;Number: _________&lt;br /&gt;Noun: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Group of people: __________________&lt;br /&gt;Noun: ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;Person: __________________________&lt;br /&gt;Person: __________________________&lt;br /&gt;Verb ending in –ing: _______________&lt;br /&gt;Exclamation: _____________________&lt;br /&gt;Adjective: ________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't format the letter to look right here on Blogger. I think you get the idea, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear _______________,&lt;br /&gt;(person’s name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas at our house was _______________. We spent the day with&lt;br /&gt;(adjective)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______ and ___________ doing _____________. We ______________ with&lt;br /&gt;(person’s name) (person’s name) (verb) (verb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new _____________________.&lt;br /&gt;(plural noun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the day was _____________ ______________. Next&lt;br /&gt;(verb) (noun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year I hope we can do it again, and maybe __________________ with ____________, too.&lt;br /&gt;(verb) (noun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow has been _______________ here for _______ days. We took advantage of&lt;br /&gt;(verb ending in –ing) (number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the _______ inches of snow by building a ______________, sledding with our&lt;br /&gt;(number) (noun)&lt;br /&gt;_____________, and having ______________ fights. My _________ and _________&lt;br /&gt;(group of people) (noun) (person) (person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even snow-shoed to our house everyday to visit with us! It is all melting now and we’re&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________ for floods. _____________!&lt;br /&gt;(verb ending with –ing) (exclamation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for your thoughtfulness this Christmas. I really like the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________ and ___________ and ________________&lt;br /&gt;(noun) (noun) (noun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sent me. I’m looking forward to ______________________ with it.&lt;br /&gt;(verb ending in –ing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a _____________________ New Year!&lt;br /&gt;(adjective)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;(person’s name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the end of 2008, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-909619911780857052?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/909619911780857052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=909619911780857052&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/909619911780857052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/909619911780857052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/cabin-fever-busters.html' title='Cabin Fever Busters'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3958622538117360355</id><published>2008-12-23T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:15:52.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bounce Your Body Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><title type='text'>Ball, Mama! (with photos!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to take my time waking up. When I was teaching (before we had kids) I'd get up at 4:45, shower in the dark, throw on a robe to have breakfast in the dark, and THEN brave the light to get ready for the day. My mornings as a mother aren't quite as leisurely (at ALL!), but I still take a bit to soak everything in before I can get rolling. Today was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast the kids were engaged in some sort of fort-building, baby-doll playing, book-reading adventure (yes, all three at once - my kids are multi-taskers like their mama). Since they clearly had a plan that didn't involve me (this time!) I had a chance to check my email and read a few blogs. My husband needs coffee to jump start his mornings, I need my computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About five minutes later my daughter wandered over into my work space (a stone's throw from where they were playing) and spotted my hand weights and Bounce Your Body Beautiful Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama! This Mama's!" she excitedly announced, holding up the weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes those weights are Mama's. Put those down so you don't drop them on your toes. I'll use them later." I said as I finished reading a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, Mama! Ball, Mama!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go play with your brother for a few minutes and then I'll get to it." I tried to stall her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ball! This book, Mama! Now! Yeah! Yeah!" she shouted as she ran full speed down the hall to my bedroom to retrieve my balance ball. Clearly she wasn't interested in MY timeline. This girl wanted me to work out - NOW. And, as it turns out . . . so did Mr. Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, let's put on our workout clothes, too. We can ALL work out!" he chimed in. There was no turning this thing back - a workout clearly was my destiny. Blogs could be read later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I threw on something more appropriate than flannel pants and an old 5K race shirt while the kids disappeared into Mr. Music's room to conjure up their own brand of gear. Knowing that it wouldn't go well with a 4 year-old or a nearly-2 year-old on a grown-up's balance ball, I figured I better make an alternate plan for their modified exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each would do their exercises on a yoga mat. Instead of hand weights, one would use rhythm sticks, the other drum sticks. This is how we roll. We're a musical bunch. You knew that, though, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZf5PUPBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zbeOo-8Lvdo/s1600-h/Super+workout+hero+EQ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283946667288312850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZf5PUPBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zbeOo-8Lvdo/s200/Super+workout+hero+EQ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No sooner did I have my plan figured and in place then the kids came barrelling out to join me - decked out in Mr. Music's superhero Underoos. Yup - Mr. Music in the Superman garb, Little Sister sporting a mix of his Diego and Spiderman sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I see I have some superheros joining me!" If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not super HEROES, Mom. We're super WORKOUT heroes!" Mr. Music corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Super. Work. Mama." Little Sister grunted, raising her arms up to show me her muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZgMkItJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BkeJiVxA0aI/s1600-h/Super+workout+hero+megs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283946672475911314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZgMkItJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BkeJiVxA0aI/s200/Super+workout+hero+megs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really, how could I have been so naive as to not notice that these were no run-of-the-mill superheroes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, with my super WORKOUT heroes beside me, I got started. They stuck with me for about 3 exercises before they felt strong enough to rescue some poor stuffed hippo from a burning building (closet) somewhere. I knew this because my son announced, "Woah. I'm feeling stronger now. I'm sure glad we decided to work out with you today, Mom. My muscles are definitely bigger! Come on, (Little Sister), someone needs our help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah! Strong!" she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZgX8LTjI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zm_tdeBx6gs/s1600-h/Super+workout+hero+megs+pushups.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283946675529535026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZgX8LTjI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zm_tdeBx6gs/s200/Super+workout+hero+megs+pushups.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And off they pitter-pattered, leaving me to finish my circuit with a smile. Sure, I had a bit less screen time before facing the day, but this time it was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sorry it took me two days to get the photos posted, I had trouble with Blogger, but finally got it to cooperate tonight! Thanks for coming back to see the super WORKOUT heroes a view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3958622538117360355?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3958622538117360355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3958622538117360355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3958622538117360355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3958622538117360355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/ball-mama.html' title='Ball, Mama! (with photos!)'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SVRZf5PUPBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zbeOo-8Lvdo/s72-c/Super+workout+hero+EQ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3290978937274106640</id><published>2008-12-21T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:52:15.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid&apos;s fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Workouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7Flm6S1zI/AAAAAAAAAW8/swtlPdNv6os/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282376662843053874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7Flm6S1zI/AAAAAAAAAW8/swtlPdNv6os/s200/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The snow out here in our little area of Western Washington has been nearly non-stop for the past 4 days. I haven't left the house in a vehicle since last Wednesday. Our neighboring towns haven't gotten nearly as much as we have - we're up to over 20 inches so far, and the snow continues to pour down - so even folks just 8-10 miles from us have only seen 4-10 inches. Ours is truly a winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7FlkwEyfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rx8N692E5k0/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_011_shoveling"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282376662263319026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7FlkwEyfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rx8N692E5k0/s200/Snow_December_2008_011_shoveling" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday morning my son exclaimed, "This is the coldest day EVER!" Turns out he was right. At 17 degrees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fahrenheit&lt;/span&gt;, it WAS the coldest day ever in his 4.5 years . . . until Saturday when the temperature dropped to 3 degrees. Not dropped 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;degrees&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dropped&lt;/span&gt; TO 3 degrees. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7GWSNzFkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DN31w6W2uKA/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_010_itscold"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282377499101304386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7GWSNzFkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DN31w6W2uKA/s200/Snow_December_2008_010_itscold" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all of this snow, what better to do than get out and play in it! Little sister wasn't too thrilled with the whole idea, but she is pretty keen on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snow pants&lt;/span&gt; and boots. And since the rest of us were interested, she decided to join in a bit for the sledding. That's my girl - up for the best part of the adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7HMansOAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ELJUZUDNbKw/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_033_crash"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282378429070325762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7HMansOAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ELJUZUDNbKw/s200/Snow_December_2008_033_crash" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hard to see the smile under her coat, but it was BIG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7FmH9KhoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WWgN9UcZPoc/s1600-h/Snow_December_2008_044_albusbite"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282376671713461890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7FmH9KhoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/WWgN9UcZPoc/s200/Snow_December_2008_044_albusbite" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; played for over an hour in the snow on Thursday, running up and down our hilly street, playing with other dogs and the kids. As a lab mix he just ADORES the snow! Sadly his fun came to an end when he me up with a dog who wasn't so interested in romping. They got into a fight and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; came out of it with a nasty gash (that we didn't discover until bedtime). My husband and my dad walked him down to the local vet's office (about a mile) the next morning for some staples and antibiotics. Thankfully he was able to make the walk there and back without much trouble. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with all of this time on our hands, both my husband and I have gotten in some extra runs on the treadmill. The sledding and hill climbing in the snow are great for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; workouts, too! He took our son for a mile-long snowshoe trek up the hill to my parents' house on Friday (and back!), so Mr. Music is getting good physical release in all of this, too. This morning I took him out to crunch around on the icy snow for a bit and we collected big chunks of ice along the way. I can honestly say I've never had an ice collection until today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are the ones getting the best workouts in all of this. They've snowshoed down to our place 3 times in the last 3 days. My dad also made the extra trek to the vet's, so as he puts it, "I've worked out more in the last 3 days than I have in 3 months!" I think this is just the experience to get them both back on their fitness paths. Sort of a jump start for the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I should probably see about getting my balance ball workout in for the day. I finished the 6 week Bounce Your Body Beautiful plan by Liz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Applegate&lt;/span&gt; and am 2 weeks into doing the workouts for a second time. I'm really into this strength training stuff and am kicking myself for not giving it a shot sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas week, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'll see if I can add a picture tonight to show you the full 20 inches of snow. All of the photos above are from early in the storm experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-3290978937274106640?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3290978937274106640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=3290978937274106640&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3290978937274106640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/3290978937274106640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/unexpected-workouts.html' title='Unexpected Workouts'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SU7Flm6S1zI/AAAAAAAAAW8/swtlPdNv6os/s72-c/Snow_December_2008_048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-1245030868433635006</id><published>2008-12-17T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:12:50.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding the silver lining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Finding the Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>Yup, it happened again. I lost my &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-anyone-seen-my-yellow-hat.html"&gt;yellow hat&lt;/a&gt;. While life has been rolling along fairly smoothly as of late, but I've been finding myself getting bogged down with bouts of pessimism. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that it is much too easy to latch onto negative thoughts and let them fester, all the while knowing in the back of my mind that the pessimism is unhealthy for me and my family. When I started growling at the kids for no good reason it made me stop to re-frame things and get me back on track to &lt;a href="http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/yellow-hat-came-back_11.html"&gt;finding &lt;/a&gt; that beloved yellow hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I started playing a little mind game with myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm ankle, knee, shoulder . . . or even eyeball deep in frustration, I take a breath and find the silver lining in the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me illustrate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustration:&lt;/strong&gt; I just walked my daughter back to her bed for literally the 20th time tonight. This is probably the 20th night of this ritual in the past month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silver Lining:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm using the experience as a practice in self-discipline and as time to "just breathe". It also worked out timing-wise for writing a &lt;a href="http://www.positivityblog.com/index.php/2008/12/01/positive-parenting-during-stressful-times/"&gt;guest post &lt;/a&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://www.positivityblog.com/"&gt;Positivity Blog&lt;/a&gt;. If you haven't yet checked out that blog, you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Just go. I'll still be here when you get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? It's great, isn't it? Well worth the trip, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now . . . back to what I was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustration:&lt;/strong&gt; School was cancelled today in anticipation of big, snowy storms. Funny thing, though - not a single snowflake fell until 5PM. Since Mr. Music was home most of last week, I was really looking forward to having him at school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silver Lining:&lt;/strong&gt; I invited my mom to come over and decorate our Christmas tree with us (as a surprise for my Grinchy husband who would rather not decorate - and he WAS thrilled to come home to a house all decorated and cleaned because that meant HE didn't have to do any of it). We also got in much needed trips to the Chiropractor, the post office and to our church to make a donation to the food pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustration:&lt;/strong&gt; My daughter's attention span while I'm on the treadmill is about 20 minutes. Not so good for much of a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silver Lining:&lt;/strong&gt; It is better than not running AND I'm setting a good example for her by taking care of myself. I'm more likely to get on the treadmill more frequently each week now that I know she CAN last 20 minutes. I'm hopeful that we'll be able to lengthen the time and that it will help with her adjustment to being in the Child Watch at the YMCA when I take classes. It is also motivating me to keep up with my strength training, since my stronger core is enabling me to run faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our Christmas tree right next to my work space, I'll likely find the silver lining easy to discover for the remainder of the year. I hope that regular posts on this topic will help me continue on my path of optimism. I'm also finding that my patience extends longer when I can find the positive in a negative situation. Patience is a priceless (and essential for sanity) when your kids are 4 and nearly 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Smurfs sang all those years ago, "Goodness makes the badness go away! When there's goodness in your heart, the badness just can't start. Goodness makes the badness go away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for YOU, what silver lining you can find in your life this week? What words of wisdom have stuck with you from the cartoons of your youth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8668777392418035561-1245030868433635006?l=balancedsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1245030868433635006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8668777392418035561&amp;postID=1245030868433635006&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1245030868433635006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8668777392418035561/posts/default/1245030868433635006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://balancedsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/finding-silver-lining.html' title='Finding the Silver Lining'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04641147724155240676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SQdIPrOQq4I/AAAAAAAAASs/L4zmRjaH-bg/S220/BK+peeking+in+hat+square2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8668777392418035561.post-3988852275272591737</id><published>2008-12-15T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:10:43.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reusable grocery bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moonbeam Children&apos;s Book Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting with a Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>Starting with a Thankful Heart (and photos, as promised!)</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days. You know the kind. The day when you throw your hands up in the air and wonder, "Really?" But, when all was said and done today, it turned out find. I'm tired, but still thankful for a good number of things: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The packages to the aunts and uncles are in the mail - complete with little kid-made dough ornaments with the tags for a splash of holiday cheer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Little Sister did her shopping for Mr. Music before we picked him up from school. No lines at our favorite locally owned shop, though I was happy to see a number of shoppers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. After dinner we had an impromptu hacky sack circle which was just hilarious. Neither of us adults are any good at it (despite hours and hours of it in high school and college . . . very sad, really), but we sure looked like superstars compared to the 4 year old and almost 2 year old! Mr. Music is great at getting hit in the forehead and Little Sister kept us all on our toes by running around in circles and randomly crashing into one of us for her turn with the footbag (which she would then pretend to throw, but really just hand off to the next person). It really was a fun time and we all had sweaty faces afterwards to prove that "circle kicking" CAN be a workout if done with the right people (especially when those people are under the age of 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Despite icy roads and icy hills, we accomplished all of our errands safely. My favorite trip was to the post office (the first stop to the first post office of the day) when I picked up our package with the book's award stickers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc008G0qHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/G6cUfaNbhqE/s1600-h/December_2008+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280247172207782002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc008G0qHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/G6cUfaNbhqE/s200/December_2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our award certificate for the Moonbeam Children's Book Award - isn't it fancy? You can see the stickers in the corners. I'll get a photo of a sticker on a book ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc00ktCkCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LQdIql_EPZI/s1600-h/December_2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280247165925625890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc00ktCkCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LQdIql_EPZI/s200/December_2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the envelope the certificate was sent in is sparkly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc00jZb2QI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MSlVpgyUL1U/s1600-h/December_2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280247165574961410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MmbbTxjYBX0/SUc00jZb2QI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MSlVpgyUL1U/s200/December_2008+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the actual Bronze Medal! The center moon part actually spins, so it is really quite cool. I'm still trying to figure out appropriate framing of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/
