Funny Runners

We went out to dinner with a bunch of Logan's running buddies for Dave's birthday. His buddies call themselves the Circle of Trust...apparently a lot of secrets are revealed while running 20 miles together at 4:oo AM. They are all crazy to run that much at that time in the morning but they are pretty happy in their madness so I just leave them alone. They are all elite runners and it is so funny to hear them talk....not IF they will qualify for Boston but offended that someone would think they wouldn't; not IF they will finish St. George marathon but how far under 2:30 pace will they get; not "oh I shouldn't eat this burger, I'm in training"...but "Double burger, double cheese, double root beer float, endless fries and a mud pie" because they will loose 10 lbs during their early morning run the next day. They are not cocky, far from it, this is simply their reality. I love that the wives are all in the same boat. We are lucky to run 2 miles 2 days a week hitting maybe 10 minute mile pace. I could just listening to these guys banter, joke and tell stories for hours. It is always a good time with them and I am glad to be a part of it. It's days like this I am so glad we moved to St. George.

I came home from this fun evening out without children and looked in the mirror. I had baby spit-up all down the front of my shirt that had been there the whole night. Ha! It was pretty gross and I don't know how I hadn't noticed it all night. I felt like a real mom right then.

Logan was up at 3:30 AM to go run again and then off to coach a cross country meet. Oh the joys of being a runner's wife.

Norah is growing up so fast. She is crawling and standing and getting into everything. She is also hitting her head on everything so it looks like I beat my child. Yesterday she got up on the edge of a basket and it tipped over and smacked her in the forehead. Ouch. That left a mark. Logan can't wait for her to start walking so he can take her to the track. :O) I on-the-other-hand could wait for her to walk because that means she'll be even faster and into even more stuff. It's all in your perspective I guess. Norah has 4 teeth, 2 on the bottom and 2 outer ones on the top. Yep, she looks like a vampire. Her constant string of drool doesn't help the look either. Baby horror film here we come. But she is currently getting the middle 2 teeth so she will be fine in a couple of weeks.

So am I doing this blog thing correctly? Is it too much of a novel? We don't do anything so there is nothing exciting to post.