I once was 39 again

They say age is just a number.  They say 40 is the new 20 and orange is the new black.  Well I say to hell with all that. Who are they anyways?  I say you are only as old as you act and feel and I for one refuse to act like a real grown up and I feel like a million bucks, not a 40-year old mother of three. I refuse to act old, or wear the color orange.  I say you only live once so make the most of it!  I am basically a teenager in a 39 year old's body trying to squeeze every ounce of joy out of this thing called life.

Marathon Training 4.2

Last fall Mird texted me inquiring about Detroit Marathon and if I'd ever be interested in running it...Doesn't she know that Marathon talk is best done in person, preferably with a beer in hand?!  Anyhow, I forgave her and immediately called her because it seemed super serious. I mean if she was actually contemplating running 26.2, a phone call was definitely warranted, necessary even...

Olden days

Okay this one is kind of a big deal so get ready for some earth shattering news.  I ordered a Smart Phone!?!* 

A rash of good luck

I am sitting here drinking coffee and waiting for the Doctor to call back with a solution to the fact that my poison ivy just keeps spreading...

Let's talk shingles

So this post is a bit unexpected even to us sistas, but we believe in keeping our followers informed  so here goes nothing!

Watch the watch

Recently an awesome, hand-me-down, Garmin Watch was passed on to its third owner.  This may not seem blog worthy, but I feel its life cycle is somewhat of a modern day miracle. In a world where washing machines, dish washers and marriages are lucky to survive five years, this watch is somehow still ticking after over seven long years.

I'm a little over a week late...

but don't worry I am not pregnant! Thanks goodness too because that would truly throw a wrench into all our running plans this year...  No, I am a little over a week late with my Mother's Day story. So here it is, The Sisterhood Mother's Day 2018 story...