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A Proposal Story and an Introduction to The Marathon Monster

Who is up for a two-fer! We've got a two in one today because I've obviously been slacking on the blog front and apparently there's a lot to talk about. So let's get started shall we?

Part One: A Proposal Story

I hear it's customary in our society to blog about your proposal if you're a blogger who happens to get engaged. So as not to be ousted from the community here you go. The Colonel knows me pretty well so he didn't bother with a lot of pomp and circumstance. I'd always told him I didn't even want a proposal. No fancy dinner, down on one knee, heartfelt awkward speech or any event/activity that cost too much money, involved other people or embarrassed me. At least I'm not specific right? I'm not much of a romantic. I'm so glad that he didn't get caught up in what he thought he was supposed to do and just made it real. Two Saturdays ago I had been at work all morning and came home hot, hungry, tired and incredibly grumpy. The Colonel sent me upstairs to take a nap because I'm sure he was rethinking this whole thing and an hour or so later I stumbled back downstairs awake enough but not really wanting to be up at all. He promptly went outside to his car as soon as I came down which was weird but not that weird since as you may or may not know, he is obsessed with his car. 



He came back in saying he had left his windows open and I accepted that. Still tired I settled in on the couch and asked him to hand me the iPad. When he did he added a "Take this too" and voila, there was a ring box. My first words, "What is this?" followed by opening the box and saying "How much did this cost?" As you can see, I'm quite the romantic. He asked me if that was a yes and I told him he hadn't actually asked anything. He laughed, I put it on and then proceeded to use the iPad...yep. It took me like a half hour to even call anyone. Not that I wasn't excited, I'm just not a gusher about this sort of stuff. So anyway, now you know the anti-climactic story :)





Part Two: The Marathon Monster

If I haven't mentioned it before, I'm running the Indianapolis Marathon on October 19 and it'll be my second full marathon although the first was a terrible experience and over 3 years ago. So it's kinda like my first all over again. The only difference is that now I'm aware of all those things no one tells you about that happen during training. Such as actual consideration of peeing yourself because you're too sore to want to go to the bathroom, calluses and blisters galore, some degree of constant hunger leading to the questioning (i.e. "You're eating again?" "Didn't you just eat something?"), and being able to fall asleep at any given moment in any given location. I'm so excited! Today one of my favorite lovely blogging ladies Swim Bike Mom is in the process of completing Ironman Coeur d'Alene and there's nothing like someone you "know" doing something amazing to really inspire you to do something yourself. I've been following her journey for months and can't believe it's actually here and I know it's wishful thinking but I hope I can give someone else that inspired, excited feeling that reading about her journey gave me. So off I go in my adventure and embrace The Marathon Monster. This morning I did my first "long" run of training and got through the 5 miles in 87 degree weather. That's a lie. It was only like 84...with 90% humidity. Welcome to the Ohio Valley. My new job keeps me on my feet and running around all day so my legs are already tired after a work day. Adding on running is going to be questionable but as our local professional triathlete Mike Hermanson who is also an emergency room RN once said, running on tired legs is the best training there is. On race day in a perfect world I'll be going out on rested light legs but by mile 16 I'll have to go 10.2 more on very tired ones so I might as well get ready now...right?

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  1. ahhh - that's a cute story for your proposal... its what makes it personal. Not everyone needs to be gushy & flowers & cupids everywhere... sometimes simple is perfection :) Beautiful ring!

    I'll start wishing good luck now for your marathon - October will be here before you know it!

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    1. Thanks. I'm way more excited/anxious/nervous about the marathon. It's going to take a whole lot more work!

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