A Case of the Runs

Hello, everyone... I am (or WE are) back. It has been a hectic time all around, hence the lack of blogging.  I'm sure that was made obvious by my previous post .  Additionally, with the holidays coming up and lots of stuff "hitting the fan" in other realms of life, I figure I better at least get this post up before too much time passes. For starters, the wedding went WAY better than I had anticipated.   I will be doing a separate post on some of the details such as what came from where, etc. , but let's just say I was a little nervous that I did a lot of things with little knowledge and little willingness for help.  I was ambivalent about having a wedding in the first place, but I will say right away that I don't regret having one at all .  While we would have been happy doing without one, I think all the work and money put into it was worth all the memories of the day. * "The night before" * I didn't think I was going to partake in many

They told me that I would find the right person, someday. I didn't think such a person existed. Or that I even wanted to find anybody. Or if I found that person, that they would find their ' right person' in me. The idea of marriage was so elusive and not fitting for me, but after we gave each other a chance, it seemed like the most natural and compelling path.  Forget all the formalities that must happen today and in the paperwork leading up to (and trailing!) it -- I just want us to stay by each others' physical and mental sides as long as our vessels will allow. Details of the day will be posted sometime later. Signed, ~ Mrs. Julie D. R. P.S.  Here's my poll... what should I call my husband (whoa, that felt weird to type!) on here? A) "The Ukrainian" -- (unchanged) I have called him this due to a Sex and the City reference, and it kind of just stuck.  By no means am I alerted by his origin, because to me, he'

Aside from races , I have been running about 4 miles a week for the past few months , sometimes more... sometimes less. =O My Garmin has been collecting dust, in favor of my heart-rate monitor .  On these 4-mile runs (they are familiar, so I don't need GPS), I run slow yet reach heart rates up to 188 BPM, with 175 being about average.  Clearly, I am out of shape? By the lack of mention of running on this blog, maybe that's not surprising, though it surprises me . This past week, I ran 4.5+5 miles... that's almost ten.  "The Ukrainian" took me on that five-r, and the 4.5 came out of the blue when I had to deal with something pretty unpleasant.  I haven't had one of those runs in quite some time. And a couple of weeks ago, I bought running shoes for the first time in a YEAR ( another Saucony Stabil CS2 ).  Although not intentional, I'm happy I waited, as I scored a deal on Amazon and was able to actually get a color besides blue in the wide-wid