Saturday, August 20, 2011

It is Finished


Well I did it.  I set a goal, work hard for two and a half months and I RAN A TRIATHLON.  Well maybe not run.  

When I got prego with Claire, I felt like I had no control of the situation.  SO... I took control of something, and that something was running a triathlon before Miss Claire was two.  So I researched beginner tri's and found a sprint triathlon in Saratoga Springs, August 20, 2011.  Swim 1/4 mile, bike 13 miles, run 3.1 miles.  Didn't sound so hard at the time, but was I soon convinced by my body that it was difficult... for me at least.  

The swim was different.  I had never swam in open water, surrounded by people, so I was nervous.  I found two girls, equally as nervous and we swam together.  Open water is nothing like swimming in a pool.  There are people kicking you in the face, boobs, smacking you in the bum and head.  You turn your head to take a breath, only to be smacked in the face by a wave.  You just can't get a full breath of air.  But I LOVED it!!!  Nothing like a little Utah Lake grim to stay in your hair, even after three washings!

The bike was a little bit of a "spiritual" experience for me.  My legs were jello after swimming and my bum hurt from the previous training (ok, trying to get used to a road bike) earlier that week.  I was tired and the worst part of the biking was the first six miles.  Hills really aren't my thing.  Anywhoo, I started to say to myself, "You can do this Martineau" to find myself saying (Yes I was talking out loud to myself) "You're a Strickland now, make him proud."  So I really felt like Brandon helped me though even though he wasn't there physically.  I felt like I finally realized that God never wants us, nor intended us to make a hard journey alone.  (Life speaking wise) and so he helps us find a companion and also surrounds you with people who love you and can boyou us up when we feel down or feel like we can't quite make it.  

Running... not my thing.  I knew it would be the hardest sport for me and it was.  I cheered others as they passed me, loved getting sprayed by the resident's water hoses, loved the kids in the street cheering me on.  Did not love the run.  But I'll tell you when I turned that corner and saw that I was almost done and it was down hill, I started to sprint as fast as this slightly chubby body could get me there.  And then it was over, and I ate watermelon.  (Slightly anti climatic huh?)


I remember thinking... 'Oh my hell, I'm almost there!"


Doing a little jig as I ran over the finish line.  Nothing like hearing, "Number 266!  Esther Strickland!  Great Job!" over a really loud speaker

Having my timing chip removed!

This boy urged me to go to the gym, urged me to give up soda (no it hasn't happened yet), drove a car behind me when I was too nervous to take the road bike out on an actual road ( no one wants to die by getting hit by a car).  Thank you for the hug.


Today I made him proud!


A little cheese and rejoycing that the running was over!


Chris got me to pose with my bike like I was getting ready to start the biking portion of the race.


My numbers.  26 years old, participant number 266.  

I may not look like a runner, or swim like someone who knows what they are doing.  I may not have the mental fitness to keep running even though I think I might pass out.  I didn't win, or even come close to winning, but I FINISHED.  And today I can call myself a triathlete.  

Everyone has told me these Triathlons are addicting.  We'll just see about that.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Seven Peaks with My Girl



My sweet friend Angie drove in from Las Vegas (to visit her family) and took a detour my way!!! 
Angie and I worked together at the Fort Collins Marriott and lost touch when she moved to VEgas with her boyfriend and got married.  But we were reunited by Facebook and then discovered we were prego at the same time and due around the same time.  We planned our nurseries together, discussed painting and decorating ideas, emailed each other essential lists of things to have for a baby, parenting advice, what we were going to take to the hospital.  It was a blast being pregnant with Angie.  The best part is Angie was being induced on May 5 and I was bummed because I had to be way overdue for them to induce me.  BUT, I went into labor on the 5th and we had our babies a few hours apart from each other.  We cried when we found out our babies were born on the same day.    

Anyway, we met at Seven Peaks (yes to find they closed two hours later... hosers!)  But I had a GREAT time.  Thanks Angie!  I love going on one ride with you, riding the lazy river while our blondies slept and just being with you!!!  Love ya!

Our blonde beauties


Angie, Her huney Bill and Graycn


and Trev!


Eating lunch!


So tired



Me and Angie!

The zoo

We did it again, took Claire to the Zoo.  ON A SATURDAY!!!!  NEVER AGAIN!!!!  I enjoyed the animals, Claire calling everything a puppy or "patchy" her Kitty best friend from next door.  But I didn't enjoy the heat and the rude people everywhere.  When has it ever been ok to push people out of the way to see better?  When has it ever been ok to stand in front of a group of sitting people during a feeding show.  Rude.  Ok off the soapbox!  I had a good time!

Skip nap to go to the zoo, not my most intelligent idea, but no whining from Claire

Out oldest elephant in North America, and quite possibly the butt I have to look forward to when I am old and grey


Zuri


Looking at the tigers


So helpful



Last year's zoo picture



This year's


No I will NOT sit still!!!!!


Journey

Brandon procured some ticket to the Journey/Foreigner?NightRanger concert thanks to the mayor of Sandy's son (and Brandon's co worker).

We had a blast feeling like we were the Utah elite.  The private City of Sandy box (Well we shared it with the Mayor of Sandy and some of his councilmen, boring old guys really) dinner and all the drinks and dessert we could stuff into ourselves.  FREE!  

I brought Sarah from work and Brandon brought his brother.  I was a dancer, Sarah joined in the fun... Brandon and Chris... not so much.  I hope Brandon get to keep his job after my crazy dancing.  The best part, I only knew four songs throughout the concert, but danced to them all!!!!

My Date Sarah.  And yes I explained to her on the first date I never put out.


When Brandon was "younger" all the pictures I have seen show him doing this.  "what is that?"  I asked.  "The Rocker!" Says he.  I joined................We're at a concert afterall




The smaller of the three suites.


Sarah dancing in the heat... I enjoyed the A/C.  I'm glad I brought her.  She loved it!!!



The only picture I took of Journey!

Summer Bucket List

At the beginning of summer, I made a list of all the wonderful things I would do.  Oh how great and fun filled summer would be!

But sadly, it rained through the month of June summer's warm weather didn't start until July!  My bucket list was forgotten was quickly forgotten as the weeks of no warm weather dragged on.  

BUT!!!!!  I did remember to take Claire to get a snow cone.  Number 11... CHECK!!!!

                                               A Large Tiger's Blood with Heavy Cream to share!



15 Months

Every once in a while I meander into Claire's room after she's fallen asleep.  I peek over her crib railing and am surprised every time to see how big she is.  I think it's finally hit that she is not a baby anymore.  Bugga!  (Sometimes I wish I was British so I could say things like "Bugga", "Bloody", "Jolly Good", "Spot of Tea". And it would justify my want of a hat collection and a marriage to Prince Harry)

Anywhoo, our Claire is a feisty, talkative, particular, church hating, giggler.  We love her and love any everything she had done to turn our lives upside down.  

Her best friends are her blanky, binki, patches the neighbor's cat, daddy.

She is walking, digging in the trashy, splashing in the toilet (thank goodness she no longer uses the toilet brush to brush her teeth and hair!).  

She loves 
*walks
*cuddeling after a nap
*Dough- Doughs (Powdered Mini Doughnuts)
*Milk
*Diet Coke
*Playing with our neighbors the LaRose family
*talking
*screaming just to hear her own voice

She is Saying
*Patchy (Patches the car)
*Nigh Nigh (Night Night)
*Banana
*Mommy
*Daddy
*More
*Puppy
*Kitty Kitty
*Ball
*Baooon (Balloon)
*Baby (Blanket)
*Bink
*Whoa!
*Boo
*Zippy (her friend across the street
*JoJO (Zippy's Brother)
*Cheez
*Kiss
*poop (Oh dearr!)
*Stinky
*Pretty
*WaWa (Water)
*BaBa (Bottle)
*Shoes
*Socks
*NO!!!! (oh dear again)
* eye
*nose
*mouth
*Thank you
* Please
*your welcome
*Bite

She loves to show you where her nose is and where your eyes are (be forewarned!!!  She will poke your eye really bad if you let her show you where your eyes are)

15 month appointment with Dr Whiting went well, NO SHOTS!!!


She is
*20lbs 6 oz (putting her in the 15%)
*32 inches (putting her in the 94%)

Tall and skinny

And way too wiggly!  Don't bother her, she is into something....all the time





Monday, August 1, 2011

Girl's camp

I went to girl's camp with our ward.  Yikes!  I feel bad for my leaders when I was a YW.  I had a blast and was sad/ and so very happy to leave!  I missed the family.  
5 Mile Hike!  

A little game of "would you rather"
example- Would you rather drink a glass full of your own snot or two scabs from your best friend?"

I love my beehives! 

A little game of volleyball

Elayne!  The best beehive buddy I could ask for!

Pirate Cove

Sister Anderson, my buddy for the week.  Gave kind words or encouragement, a shoulder to cry on when Brandon left, a hug when I got in trouble for drinking Diet Coke and the first person to tell me that I was intelligent.  Now that made me cry.  

My cute Dani girl.  Kept me sane in a cabin full of beehives.  And a heart in a watermelon.  God's sense of humor.  


The swing.  It doesn't look so high until you get up there.

"Finding your Treasures!"  Pirate Theme


Is camp over yet?


Camp leaders!  Fearless and Wonderful!

They put me in charge of the leader's skit.  So we did a dance off and a few Lady Gaga songs!

I felt so loved all week long.  I was always surrounded by my girls.  I couldn't of asked for a better week!