Sharing the Event of Mother’s Day

I may not be rich. I may not be successful. I may not be gorgeous. But I make a darn cute kid, as is evidenced by the photos I’m including. Yes, I’m showing her off today. That’s practically my sole reason for blogging. She’s cute. Indulge me. Eddie treated me to a brunch at Montelle Winery in Augusta, MO, Sunday. If you know me, you know it’s one of my favorite places. To top it off, he even coordinated with my mom, and she came along, too! Three generations of Tracy/Adamson/Strimel girls noshing on good food. What could be better?

In spite of the wonderful parts, Mother’s Day was bittersweet this year. It was our last day in St. Louis and my brand new pregnancy–just confirmed last Wednesday–began miscarrying late the day before. Kind of a kick in the pants for a day devoted to mothers but, hey, stuff happens. I figured I could sit around all crampy and sad or just buck up and get on with business. I got on with business, and it was a nice day. Now I don’t advocate miscarrying and moving 700 miles in three days, but it taught me about strength and the human mind. It’s a load of crap that happiness is what you make it but…big but…you can do a lot to turn things around just with your head.

So my sage advice that I like to offer along with these philosophical pieces is this: take care of yourself, take care of those you love, and remember that you are stronger than you think you are. I don’t care who you are, what’s wrong with you, or what you’ve been through in the past…you will surprise yourself by what you can handle. And if you need to sit down and cry once it’s all over, that’s okay too.

Oh, and if you’ll permit me a couple of seconds…I think this little one was a boy. I just want to tell the world that he existed even though it was just a few weeks. If there’s a heaven somewhere, I hope he’s with his little sibling and all the little ones like him.

Been Up in the Gym Working on My Fitness, Or Day 7 of Skechers GOrun

Okay, so I couldn’t resist the Fergie song reference. I’m a card-carrying hard rocker but who doesn’t love a little Fergie sometimes?

Today marks day 7 with my Skechers GOruns. I absolutely adore them! One of my concerns had to do with barefoot running, and the possibility of funky shoes. This is so not the case. I’ve been on the treadmill every single day during my trial and they are as fresh each morning as they were on day one. So there goes that concern. The shoes are actually molding (not like the fungus) to my feet. They seem to fit and feel even better with each wear. They don’t look quite as factory-perfect now but they conform beautifully to my feet. Oh, and I have yet to wear a blister or hot spot. Unheard of, I tell you!

Here’s the best part: my knees don’t hurt at all. I mentioned last week after my first run that I didn’t have knee pain that day. I’m 7 days into it and still don’t have knee pain. I’m actually of the opinion that they perfected my stride, which has reduced the pain. I really did feel it in my Asics the day before I started this trial but not since. Perhaps this is TMI but I’ve had hormonal aches and pains (sciatica with shooting pains down my leg, hip pain, etc) since I was pregnant three years ago. During that hormonal window each month, I’ve generally been in pain since I started my foray into running. I’m still feeling some aches in my hip and back but the other pains that are exacerbated by the run are much less this month. I hate to sound like a snake oil salesman but I’m starting to wonder if it’s the shoes. I think I’ll know for sure after a couple of months of this. If it’s the GOrun style that helps, I’ll be a Skechers athletic shoes convert for life. Testify, right? (Insert goofy smiley emoticon.)

So nothing but glowing reviews so far. Along the same lines, I finally fell for the Zumba hype and ordered a set. It got here today. If you can stand another product review, look for one soon. Oh, and I also bought the Barre Method. I had outstanding gluts when I was a ballet dancer. I’m hoping it will bring some 15-year-old perkiness back to this 30-something physique.

Toodles for now.

As it Turns Out, I’m Superwoman…Running and Ear Infections

I fell off the treadmill a few days ago. No, that isn’t a euphemism for complete failure. I literally stumbled off the treadmill. In hindsight, that was the first clue that I had two big ol’ ear infections but, like every mother, you pretend you aren’t sick until it’s practically time to call the CDC. So I’m walking for a few days. It’s about all I can do to keep a 3 mph stride; Amoxicillin should fix that soon. I’ve actually received messages asking how the running was coming, so I felt like I owed a recap to some of you.

Now it’s time for a funny observation. I realized today that I am actually Superwoman (and I bet you are, too, if you are reading this). Before having a child, I did get an ear infection every now and then. I. Was. Wiped. Out. I’m talking on my back, writhing in pain, crying for my mother (okay, maybe she was already there that one time but I still asked for her). Post-baby? I clean the floors. I feed, bathe and dress said child. I go grocery shopping. I write contract and non-contract blog entries. And I do it all with not one but two raging ear infections.

Superman may be able to save Gotham but I’m pretty sure the fate of the world rests on mothers.

Now I’m off to my Fortress of Solitude (aka the shower) for 10 minutes of peace and quiet. I’ll be back with prettier content in a day or so!