What I’ve been doing instead of reviewing books (which I intend to start doing again soon).

  • Hanging out with my family
  • Watching Doctor Who
  • Watching The West Wing
  • Watching Everything Else that’s on my DVR
  • Reading Attachments
  • Listening to Bill Bryson and Lani Taylor books
  • Working
  • Injuring my foot
  • Learning about biking and swimming
  • Watching a lot of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse
  • Planning a birthday party that is Mickey Mouse Clubouse themed
  • Enjoying the beautiful weather
  • Traveling to Savannah, DC, and – this weekend – Tallahassee.
  • Sleeping
  • Editing photos
  • Reading about editing photos
  • Discussing vaccines
  • Discussing equality
  • Going to movies
  • Hanging out with friends

Sometimes I miss the old days. Sometimes a break from the book blogging gig isn’t so bad.

A Setback [Fitness Friday]

Well, this post WAS going to be out how I ran the Irongirl 5k over the Clearwater Memorial Causeway on Sunday. And how, despite this bridge (we Floridian runners don’t generally encounter anything resembling a hill), I still had my best 5k time since Evan was born at 32:19.

But now this post is going to be about how I can’t run anymore. I am so close to getting my 5k time back under 30 minutes. I could probably even get a PR on a flat course at this point. But now I’m benched.

When we were in DC, I did a hash with my cousin. During the 3.5-mile craziness that was that run, my foot started hurting. By the end, I was barely keeping up. Yet I continued to walk on it A LOT that weekend – for a total of 22 miles between Saturday and Sunday. I was in quite a bit of pain by the time we got on our flight home.

But then it felt better the next day. And even better the day after that. I went to yoga. I went to ballet. But I didn’t run.

Then I ran my race on Sunday. And 1/4 mile in, my foot was hurting again. And this time it was even worse.

So I saw my podiatrist on Monday. Yep, I already had a podiatrist. This is what happens when you turn 30 – you gain all kinds of specialists to treat your aches and pains. And he says I’m injured, can’t run, and should probably start investing in some granny shoes. There was a lot of inflammation and the bones in my foot are basically jamming into each other (you’re supposed to have space between your bones with some nice cushion-y cartilage – I don’t). But the worst part is he says he sees some early arthritis in my foot (thank you, pointe shoes).

But, he also seems to think that this is workable and I don’t have to sit on the bench forever. First, I need to get the inflammation down. So no running at all. Then, we take another look in two week. Then I get custom sport orthotics and I get back out there. Hopefully.

I always assumed I would end up battling arthritis some day, thanks to all of my years of dancing and my extra crunchy joints. I just didn’t think I’d be doing it at 31. Hopefully I have some more information in a few weeks about what is exactly wrong and what I need to do prevent it in the future.

It’s discouraging to get injured when I’m right at the fun part of my running season and I can see the possibility of a sub-30 5k/PR. But injuries are the price you pay for being active. I’ve been fairly lucky in my life so far and I’m sure I’ll get back out there. For now, I think I’ll try hanging out in the lap pool.

And I’ll still share some 5k photos:

Blood Moon

You’d almost think this was a vampire book review, right? But we all know I don’t read books anymore.

Well, it’s a day before Wordless Wednesday, but I have plenty of photos to share, so here is a sneak peek of my 3am photo shoot of the lunar eclipse. It’s the last photo I took and the only one I’ve edited.

It was a beautiful sight.

The Sunday Salon [4.13.14]

I thought maybe I should pop in and leave you all a quick note this Sunday. Life has been extra busy and really shows no signs of slowing for…16 years? This is our first weekend where we are both home and do not have guests in a month. I haven’t really been reading much and reviews just aren’t fitting into my schedule. But I’ll bring them back soon. 

So I owe you a few book reviews. I owe you a March recap. I owe you a recap of this morning’s 5k. I’ll get there.

For now, I am focusing on Evan, work, and trying to unplug and detox a little from social media. I owe you an explanation there, too.

For now, I trust you all are able to survive without me and I’ll keep posting some photos at the very least.

The Sunday

Another Beach Day [Wordless Wednesday]

Sorry for being MIA this week. We were out of town this weekend and I thought I would have some Washington, DC pictures for you today, but I haven’t gotten around to editing any yet (that’s the problem with shooting RAW – every photo needs at least some editing). So here are some more photos from Ben’s parents’ visit last weekend when we went to the beach on a very non-beachy day.





6.2 [Fitness Friday]

Last month I told you about running my first 8k. Well, while I was at it, I went ahead and ran a 10k a few weeks later. 6.2 miles in 1 hour and 7 minutes. I’d set a goal to finish a 10k before having another baby and here I am, not ready for baby 2, and already done with my goal.

I do think six miles might be my limit. I walked a lot the last two miles. And the thought of running seven more (a half-marathon is really the next big race distance) is still very daunting. Maybe after theoretical baby 2.

I started off strong, maybe a little too strong. I ran my first mile at a 9:40 pace and my second at a 10-minute pace (if only it were a 5k, I could have easily finished sub-30!). But by mile 5 and 6, I was down to a pretty slow 11:38, which is probably why I felt so drained. Lesson learned – don’t stay with my faster friends for a mile and a half.

I think I am going to run a 5k in April (if I can ever get myself back into my running shoes) and another 10k in May and then I might be done for the season. It’s too hot to race here in the summer and I’ll be single-parenting for a good portion of it, which means I have to run with the dreaded jogging stroller and a 27 pound toddler. No thanks.

 Me at the finish line with my friends, Laura and Bill:

Savannah [Wordless Wednesday]

We spent the weekend in Savannah, which was a bit of disaster. But here are a few photos (the only ones I’ve had a chance to edit so far) anyway. Don’t worry. These were all pre-puking-on-the-trolley.

One of E giving Ben a kiss by the river.

And a couple from the playground at Forsyth Park.

I’m pretty bummed I didn’t get to play with the camera more while I was there. I had my camera last year when we visited, but I was still shooting on auto at that point. Instead, I spent the whole weekend either at my conference or cuddling a sick kid. It sounds like this conference may be there again next year so all is not lost.

Elegy for Eddie [Audiobook Review]

TitleElegy for Eddie
Author: Jaqueline Winspear
Narrator: Orlagh Cassidy
Genre: Mystery; Historical Fiction
Pages: 368
Audio: 10.2 hours
Year: 2012
Publisher: HarperAudio
Source: Library
Book Rating: 4/5
Audio Rating: 5/5


When Eddie, a simple man with a special ability to work with horses from Maisie’s childhood is killed in a factory accident, Maisie is solicited by some Lambeth childhood acquaintances to investigate. Soon after, it appears that someone more powerful than she is interested in keeping her from the truth. Meanwhile, Maisie is becoming less and less comfortable in her new position of wealth and in her relationship with James. Maisie must do some soul-searching along with solving the mystery of Eddie’s death.

My Thoughts:

Just as I was starting to tire of Maisie Dobbs, the character, someone calls her out on the exact thing that annoys me. Which made this one a little more interesting. Maisie grows as a person in each book, but in a few of them, there is a bigger leap forward. This is one of those books. And the mystery, which at first doesn’t seem to great, turns into something much larger. I ended up liking Elegy for Eddie and I am excited to be almost caught up to real time Maisie Dobbs publishing.

Audiobook Thoughts:

Orlagh continues to be the perfect Maisie.