This is how my weekend started
I was trying to make dinner for the missionaries and Doug walked in and said "umm did you see Charlie?"
I said "yes but I just don't care. She's happy, she's not in my way or crying so I'm happy!" We call her Godzilla for a reason. Honestly in this situation I could get mad or just let her make a mess and keep cooking with a smile on my face:)
This week I had a decent 4 mile run Tuesday but Thursday I did another 4 miles and it was a hard 4 miles. I was suppose to do 8 on Saturday and I was feeling very nervous and discourages. I had done 7 before and felt great but the last two weeks I hit a mental wall.i decided Friday night I wasn't going to psych myself out and I was going to do finish. Maybe not fast but I could enjoy the scenery at least. I mapped out a different route for my run than my usual and that helped so much!
At about a mile I stopped real fast at Dougs grandparents graves to visit and pray with them.
It may seem weird but Doug and I have been talking a lot about going more often since we only live a mile away. We live in the house they build together and Doug LOVES them. His grandpa Chet passed away when he was 5 but Doug recently told me the sweetest story of his grandpa. When he was 12 him and his dad were visiting his grandma here in the house we live in. The garage isn't connected but his grandma left all his tools and workbench out there just like his grandpa had it. Doug was out there standing by his workbench and he felt his grandpa next to him. He started crying (happy tears) and went inside and hugged his grandma and told her what happened and she said "you've never felt that before? I feel him all the time."
How amazing is that!? Especially since I honestly thought he was here when Charlie was a brand new baby. I'm not sure why I thought it was him (before Doug told me this story.)
One night in particular Charlie woke up in the middle of the night and did not want to go back to sleep. Doug and I tried everything and she just did not want to sleep but then suddenly she looked passed us in the dark, there was nothing there and she just started giggling so hard! She was really small so we had barely herd her laugh at that point but she was laughing like crazy. It was so crazy. She's pause her giggle but still stare at the same spot and smile and then start laughing again. I told Doug "I think your grandpa is playing with her!" And he agreed. It's so funny how we both felt the same thing.
When I went by myself I'll be honest I felt like it should be weird because they aren't my grandparents. I never even met grandpa Chet but I feel so much love for them. I feel a true connection to then and I feel so blessed by them. It felt more natural to go then to run past them. I'm very happy I was able to go.
Anywho I ran better than I ever had. Not super fast but I didn't even stop to rest or stretch again until mile 4. I always want to leap for joy when I'm halfway and I usually stop and stretch and I started to but not long at all because I felt fine really so I kept running until I hit a mental wall after I reached 6th mile. At first I thought "only two left you got this!" But then I thought ...
"Ugh I'm over this." I kept going but I swear that wasn't the longest mile of my life. Finally I hit the 7th and I cruised thru my last mile! I got a burst of energy and I was able to finish strong! I did a total of 8.25 miles and it was a beautiful run! I was very grateful to live in Middleton. I live in downtown Middleton but I ran in the country for most of my run. It was a beautiful and calm scenery!
I was so proud of myself! Running is such a mental game but I'm glad I didn't give in. Next week I'm doing 9!
After my run we went to Bella's soccer game. Her team did great! I love watching her play. I think I already get way to into it and they don't even keep score...
Here are some of her team mates. Sophie and Dawn. They are so cute! Lucky Bella after her game we picked up her doll that she earned by picking up dog poop for a month!
She earned this new frozen fever Anna doll! I'm glad we made her work for it:)
We ended our weekend with a wonderful church day and family night! My family came over for dinner to celebrate my sister finishing Robie creek, you know the toughest race in the northwest. No big deal...not! She has been training for this crazy 1/2 marathon that is over 8 miles going uphill and 5 going downhill. Killer! She's a champ!
We are all super proud of her for not just finishing the race but for accomplishing one of her goals! She seriously works so hard at everything she does. I'm super proud to be her sister! Go Blanca!