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- Clint - my husband
- Rob & Tori - my kids (10 and 5, respectively)
- MichaelAnn - my oldest friend in the whole wide world. We've known each other since 1st grade. So..thats well...27 years worth. She lives in Texas and is pure inspiration.
- Veronica - one of my bffs. Love her. She keeps me laughing, smiling and our kids are great friends.
- Bob & Sharleen - my parents
- John & Sherry - my inlaws
A few things about me:
- I'm married with 2 kids. I'm a fairly young mom. 33 with an almost 10 year old and a 5yo. Got started early and we're done early. Pregnancy and I don't mix. We're done.
- I curse like a sailor. I'm trying to be better about it. Its not cool when your kid gets to the repeating age.
- I work FT outside the home. I love where I work. If I have to work (which I do), I'm glad I get to work in the office I do.
- I'm active in my sons' school with the PTA. I'm coming back as PTA VP with the expectation I will be President next year. I'm scared shitless.
- I'm sarcastic about 98% of the time. I can't help it. You ask dumb questions, I feel compelled to give you a dumb answer. Sorry - its in my blood. If I only had a dime for everytime my mother exclaims "you're just like your father". Chuckle...gets her going everytime.
- We bought a house 2 years ago that I now loathe. I want to move back to the City of Scotts Valley where there are sidewalks, nice parks and things are clean. I'm slowly but surely working on the husband to sell the house and move.
- I hate chain-link fences. Can't expain it, just do. I think they're ghetto.
- I love love love to cook and bake. My mother and aunts are amazing cooks and I hope and pray that one day they take the time to freakin write down their recipes because I cannot remember all of these things ladies!
Moving on. I live in Santa Cruz, California. I'm 33 years old and in the worst shape of my life. There, I said it. I've struggled with my weight my whole life. In HS, I got it under control by not eating well and playing sports. After graduation, the weight slowly came back on. With pregnancy and kids - things got worse. So here we are. My husband god bless him - decided one day that he wanted to lose weight. He starts eating bird seed type food and running. Man dropped like 60 pounds what seemed like effortlessly. Meanwhile, I'm still running around doing the work and mom and PTA thing. Coming home after late night meetings eating McD's while watching the Biggest Loser. Irony No?
About a 8 weeks ago, June 7th to be exact, I decided I was sick of not fitting into my clothes and watching my kids struggle with their weight. I joined Weight Watchers at my office and joined a gym. I love my gym. I don't love WW but it is working. 7 weeks in and I have lost 15 pounds. Its going well.
There is a 10K race in my town called the Wharf to Wharf. Its a big deal. People come from all over the world to run this thing. Off the top of my head, I'm thinking a local hasn't won it in oh...well a lot of years. Usually a dude from Kenya wins the thing. Clint (again, the husband) and my friend Veronica decided they wanted to run this thing this year. I supported them and was at the finish line. They did awesome.
Few days after the race, Veronica, MichaelAnn and I are on FB chatting on a thread. It gets mentioned that MichaelAnn should come out to California and do the race with us next year. We go around and around and MichaelAnn agrees to come out IF and ONLY IF I do the run with her. Wow....to say the least. I agreed. Instantly.
So somehow in the midst of late-night Facebook conversation, I wound up committing myself to run a 10k in 363 days & and I will get to see my long lost friend that I haven't seen since 2007.
