<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163</id><updated>2012-01-03T20:48:05.434-06:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='moving'/><category term='walk to work'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='baxter'/><category term='venting'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='Michigan'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='pilates'/><category term='environment'/><category term='wine'/><category term='cicadas'/><category term='hair'/><category term='friends and family'/><category term='hounds'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='CSA'/><category term='working out'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='travel'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='spa'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='training plans'/><category term='sports'/><category term='scooter'/><category term='my blog'/><category term='breast cancer'/><category term='new year'/><category term='injuries and pains'/><category term='concert'/><category term='mom'/><category term='studying'/><category term='football'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='work'/><category term='training'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='personal trainer'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='weather'/><category term='tom'/><category term='TV'/><category term='me'/><category term='running groups'/><category term='rbf'/><category term='stress'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='rehab'/><category term='supper club'/><category term='saint john'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='gym'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='lakefront'/><category term='vegan'/><category term='music'/><category term='goals'/><category term='school'/><category term='Christmas tree'/><category term='cookbooks'/><category term='life'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='MN'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='running'/><category term='baby'/><category term='nashville'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='STL'/><category term='food'/><category term='healthcare'/><category term='race schedule'/><category term='treadmill'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='PT'/><category term='religion'/><category term='house'/><category term='veggies'/><category term='vote'/><category term='composting'/><category term='sick'/><category term='race'/><category term='health'/><category term='weight'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='dining out'/><title type='text'>On The Road To My Next Marathon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>552</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-503489486584495230</id><published>2012-01-03T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:48:05.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Published</title><content type='html'>So, I published my blog for my own keeping.&amp;nbsp; I used Blog2print and am really pleased with the quality.&amp;nbsp; Which means I will shortly delete this blog forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun blogging here and I'm happy I get to keep my posts.&amp;nbsp; I admit I do miss blogging but really needed a fresh start so I have started a new site:&amp;nbsp; nicolelives.blogspot.com&amp;nbsp; - this time I'm actually going to keep up with it.&amp;nbsp; I'm in a much better place than I have been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support and I hope you follow me to my new place - &lt;a href="http://nicolelives.blogspot.com/"&gt;nicolelives.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-503489486584495230?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/503489486584495230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=503489486584495230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/503489486584495230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/503489486584495230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2012/01/published.html' title='Published'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4623746783847512808</id><published>2011-10-21T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T20:12:15.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Blues</title><content type='html'>I was in Chicago on marathon weekend.&amp;nbsp; I listened on the radio as the winners came across the finish line.&amp;nbsp; It was bittersweet.&amp;nbsp; I was excited for the runners, but so sad because I used to be one of them.&amp;nbsp; How did I get so far away from being a runner?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a poor excuse as one of the runners was 39 weeks pregnant and that wasn't her first child.&amp;nbsp; My life has lost all of its balance.&amp;nbsp; I know one day I will run Chicago again, but now I have to figure out how to balance my life and make room for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will run again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4623746783847512808?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4623746783847512808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4623746783847512808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4623746783847512808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4623746783847512808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/10/marathon-blues.html' title='Marathon Blues'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6959533284011645164</id><published>2011-09-22T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:58:01.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Who needs an alarm clock?</title><content type='html'>W doesn't know how to sleep in - he has always woken up between 4:30 and 5:30 AM.&amp;nbsp; And, after 21 months of not sleeping in I'm exhausted.&amp;nbsp; I've been trying to embrace it and run like I used too but I'm still tired.&amp;nbsp; I'm so tired I can't even write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I even broke down and called W's doctor to see if there was anything I could do.&amp;nbsp; She was very supportive, but essentially told me I was stuck with a baby lark.&amp;nbsp; All I have to say is I'm going to be vacuuming a lot at 6AM when W is 13 and sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More running to come - sleepless running that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6959533284011645164?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6959533284011645164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6959533284011645164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6959533284011645164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6959533284011645164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-needs-alarm-clock.html' title='Who needs an alarm clock?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3605782884229587451</id><published>2011-09-12T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:39:29.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I found them!</title><content type='html'>I'm back!&amp;nbsp; And, I've found my running shoes!&amp;nbsp; I admit I haven't been a consistent runner since my last marathon in Oct. 2006.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I've never been a consistent runner - I ran to train for races and that's it.&amp;nbsp; Yet, five years later I miss my consistent running.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm finally ready to be a real runner, not a racer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes my title is a little deceiving, but I did tell my co-worker I was ready to run another marathon.&amp;nbsp; Yet, there is no race on the horizon.&amp;nbsp; Especially considering I got my IUD out today, which means I'm trying for baby number two!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be blogging consistently about running, and life.&amp;nbsp; I also look forward to catching up of my favorite blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3605782884229587451?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3605782884229587451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3605782884229587451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3605782884229587451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3605782884229587451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-found-them.html' title='I found them!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8206025808557843193</id><published>2011-09-05T21:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:17:32.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen my running shoes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8206025808557843193?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8206025808557843193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8206025808557843193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8206025808557843193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8206025808557843193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you-seen-my-running-shoes.html' title='Have you seen my running shoes?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8978958057989972587</id><published>2011-01-29T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T19:27:25.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been way too long</title><content type='html'>You know you have been out of the blog world too long if you have over 200 posts in your reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has been long.&amp;nbsp; Nashville has had a rather snowy month, which I have found to be fun.&amp;nbsp; W moved up rooms at day care which has really worn him out.&amp;nbsp; Great news is that everyone in my house is sleeping - it is a miracle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W has kept his New Year's resolution and life has been grand.&amp;nbsp; His personality is really coming up and is tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is crazy busy and is about to get worse as 3 therapists are leaving this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm proud to say I've been working out consistently again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I haven't had much to blog about but hopefully as spring rolls around more excitement will occur.&amp;nbsp; Until then I'll try to check in a little more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8978958057989972587?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8978958057989972587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8978958057989972587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8978958057989972587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8978958057989972587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-way-too-long.html' title='Its been way too long'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3045308770149121854</id><published>2011-01-16T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:20:26.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick again</title><content type='html'>2011 has been a rough start for me!&amp;nbsp; Friday at the end of the day I was starting to feel ill - I barely made it through seeing my last three patients.&amp;nbsp; I left right after my last patient and got W and headed home. I successfully fed my baby boy, and got him to bed then my sickness came over me.&amp;nbsp; I won't go into details because it is just gross, but let's just say I lost two pounds this weekend without trying.&amp;nbsp; I'm 87% better, but feel like I have wasted another weekend being sick - weekends are suppose to be for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news W is now 13 months old and is more fun than ever.&amp;nbsp; He moved up to the toddler room in school a couple of weeks ago, which I think it exhausts him, but he has tons of fun. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was offered a promotion at work this last week, which I had to turn down because they wouldn't change the hours of the position.&amp;nbsp; The position would have required me to work till 6pm but daycare closes at 6pm.&amp;nbsp; I was a little sad I couldn't take it, but every time I see W's smiling face it doesn't bother me.&amp;nbsp; Being a mom is the most important job I could have and cherish every moment I have with my little man.&amp;nbsp; My work is going to probably expand to women's health issues though, which should be an exciting change - more to come on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sums it up for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BEARS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3045308770149121854?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3045308770149121854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3045308770149121854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3045308770149121854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3045308770149121854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick again'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3432162944903416591</id><published>2011-01-02T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:14:33.391-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Day Two</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling much better today!&amp;nbsp; I would say I'm 60% better than I was yesterday, but I look like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.&amp;nbsp; I think I used two boxes of tissues yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering Tom and I were both sick our NYE was really pathetic I think we were both asleep before 9 pm and yesterday spent the day sleeping.&amp;nbsp; I felt really bad for W as we were stuck in his room most of the day because it was the safest place for him to play while I was laying down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though has been a fun day.&amp;nbsp; Took W to the mall to get his first pair of big boy shoes.&amp;nbsp; Even though the kid has been walking since 10 months of age he has only had soft bottom shoes.&amp;nbsp; He is moving up to the toddler room at school though so they require that he has hard bottom shoes.&amp;nbsp; He loved shopping and is enjoying wearing his new kicks.&amp;nbsp; By the way I child has HUGE feet.&amp;nbsp; I already knew that considering the first thing the one nurse said to me was his feet are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/TSDqfK5yjpI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/d9uVU_nQFXQ/s1600/New+shoes+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/TSDqfK5yjpI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/d9uVU_nQFXQ/s320/New+shoes+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have spent the rest of early afternoon taking the Christmas decorations down, watching football, and baking chocolate chip cookies.&amp;nbsp; It is kind of funny that this year we never got around to making any Christmas cookies nor did anyone send us some, which is okay because it is better for the waistline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/TSDqjDf05SI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MjC-ZvNUNdg/s1600/New+shoes+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/TSDqjDf05SI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MjC-ZvNUNdg/s320/New+shoes+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The rest of the day I'll be cleaning house so I can enjoy my day off with W tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; While most of the world had Friday off - my work made Monday the holiday, which is fine by me because this will be our third four day work week in a row.&amp;nbsp; If only I could get that schedule every week - a girl can dream, can't she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again - Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3432162944903416591?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3432162944903416591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3432162944903416591' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3432162944903416591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3432162944903416591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-two.html' title='Day Two'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/TSDqfK5yjpI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/d9uVU_nQFXQ/s72-c/New+shoes+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8720747554140655110</id><published>2011-01-01T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:26:40.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>It I had to sum up 2010 in one word it would be sleepless.&amp;nbsp; W was not a good sleeper from about 13 weeks on, but that is why his new year resolution is to sleep more!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though this past year went by really fast.&amp;nbsp; It was quite an amazing year watching W grow up, but it was also really challenging trying to figure out the work/life/mom balance.&amp;nbsp; I have yet to figure it out.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, my goal for 2011 is to find more balance. &amp;nbsp; And, maybe I'll even blog more this year considering in 2010 I think I had a total of 31 posts - an all time low in my 4 years of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm under the weather so I'm leaving my first post in 2011 at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8720747554140655110?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8720747554140655110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8720747554140655110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8720747554140655110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8720747554140655110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6115597959254830774</id><published>2010-12-26T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T13:51:47.131-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dining out'/><title type='text'>City House</title><content type='html'>I realize most parents don't wait a whole year before they leave their child with a babysitter to go out together, but Tom and I did for a few reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; W is a horrible sleeper and didn't want to anyone to have to deal with my crank monster&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think anyone would have been able to soothe W if he woke up but me&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; We have no family here&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Not even sure how to find a trusted baby sitter&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Felt too guilty asking one of my friends to watch him&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; I'm cheap - I pay a lot of money for daycare and couldn't imagine paying for a babysitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I finally took one of my co-workers up on the offer as W is sleeping much better.&amp;nbsp; We had a gift card to go to City House in Germantown.&amp;nbsp; Everyone told us this was going to be a great dinner and the restaurant is really vegetarian friendly. &amp;nbsp; So, needless to say I had HIGH expectations of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we drove to the restaurant we went right by the place.&amp;nbsp; We haven't spent a lot of time in Germantown but I think that since there is nothing on the same side of the street as the place we weren't really looking over there.&amp;nbsp; The sign is also set back off the road.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, we successfully get there and the hostess takes us to our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk through a bustling dining room that reminds me a lot of Avec, a restaurant which we went to in Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Luckily for us we had a table in a back room.&amp;nbsp; It was quiet there and only 3 other tables.&amp;nbsp; Our waiter came by and was super friendly and knowledgeable.&amp;nbsp; We started looking over the menu and my heart sunk a little as there were only two main dishes on the menu that were vegetarian friendly not counting the pizza, but after living in Chicago for 5 years I'm over pizza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the lack of veg friendly items the meal itself was great.&amp;nbsp; The appetizer was home made ricotta with toast.&amp;nbsp; Tom and I both had gnocchi that was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; We then split a chocolate pie of sorts, which was honestly just okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the big test is would I go back.&amp;nbsp; Probably not.&amp;nbsp; Even though the meal was great and reasonable priced I didn't feel like it was anything special at the end of the day.&amp;nbsp; I admit I really love deserts and the desert didn't wow me so that might have pushed me over the edge.&amp;nbsp; Plus the lack of vegetarian dishes didn't really make me happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all it was a good night out.&amp;nbsp; I don't know that Tom and I will be rushing back out for another date next weekend but it defintely will take place before&amp;nbsp; W turns 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a Happy Christmas and since I'm off for another day I might actually get our holiday wrap post completed in a timely manner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6115597959254830774?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6115597959254830774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6115597959254830774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6115597959254830774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6115597959254830774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/12/city-house.html' title='City House'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8471767294710325118</id><published>2010-12-22T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:49:31.159-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>We Survived!</title><content type='html'>Last week W turned one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to believe that a year has passed.&amp;nbsp; This has been the quickest year of my life - might be because I was a walking zombie for most of the year due to the lack of sleep.&amp;nbsp; Yet, it has been one of the most amazing years of my life.&amp;nbsp; W has gone from a cuddly baby to a walking and babbling toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our journey has just begun and I plan to enjoy the ride of watching my little man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm going to even try to blog about it!&amp;nbsp; But, we will see.&amp;nbsp; Time is a luxury these days between work, W, Tom, and just me time there is a little free time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next?&amp;nbsp; Rest for the holidays and then New Year's Resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to all, and thanks for all the support this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8471767294710325118?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8471767294710325118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8471767294710325118' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8471767294710325118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8471767294710325118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-survived.html' title='We Survived!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5304527907502858702</id><published>2010-11-28T19:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:43:47.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>French Macaroons</title><content type='html'>My husband wanted to make macaroons for Thanksgiving because he loves them.&amp;nbsp; I on the other hand have never had a french macaroon, but thought the task wouldn't be too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband emailed me a recipe he found online and I wrote down the ingredients.&amp;nbsp; During W's nap on Thanksgiving we attempted to make the cookies.&amp;nbsp; It was a complete failure. I didn't think it was that complicated when we started but when they came out of the oven - they were sad looking cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have been reading a lot about how to make macaroons.&amp;nbsp; Apparently it is a difficult task that takes great skill and time.&amp;nbsp; Tom has offically been defeated by the cookie but not me.&amp;nbsp; I will try again and again till I get it right.&amp;nbsp; I will not be defeated by the macaroon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you live in the Nashville area and know how to make a French Macaroon and could teach me that would be great!&amp;nbsp; Otherwise next trial will be when my mother-in-law comes to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Turkey day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5304527907502858702?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5304527907502858702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5304527907502858702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5304527907502858702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5304527907502858702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/french-macaroons.html' title='French Macaroons'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7476466921170665173</id><published>2010-11-25T18:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:05:59.073-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Today has been a quite day which has been nice.&amp;nbsp; And, I feel very lucky as I have much to be thankful for.&amp;nbsp; Here is the short list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family and friends.&amp;nbsp; Especially my wonderful husband, my amazing child, and supportive sister, and my life long friend Shannon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My health&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hound dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm sure I could go on but that is the top of my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7476466921170665173?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7476466921170665173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7476466921170665173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7476466921170665173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7476466921170665173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7775605277961905523</id><published>2010-11-18T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:12:57.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baxter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Sold</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been two months since I posted.&amp;nbsp; A lot has happened and honestly I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad sold my childhood home.&amp;nbsp; My sister and I went to pack up all of our stuff back at the end of October.&amp;nbsp; My dad is now in a condo which I haven't even seen.&amp;nbsp; I have no desire to go back home mostly because it doesn't exist.&amp;nbsp; I miss my dad but it seems weird to go visit him elsewhere.&amp;nbsp; Honestly there is a lot more drama involved with my dad, sister, and myself that has happened but I don't feel like broadcasting to anyone.&amp;nbsp; I do have to say I feel really alone after the whole event.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I've lost my whole family and don't know if things will ever be the same.&amp;nbsp; The worst part about this is W may never know my what is left of my family.&amp;nbsp; I can only hope for the best and that time will heal the wounds.&amp;nbsp; Anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W turned 11 months earlier this week and is doing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a break down in my boss's office.&amp;nbsp; I was once again rejected in my request for my hours to be reduced during my 6 month review.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how other moms do it.&amp;nbsp; How do you stay balanced being a working mom and keeping your sanity?&amp;nbsp; I feel like I need to write Santa a letter and ask for a clone for Christmas or at least a housekeeper like Alice from the Brady bunch.&amp;nbsp; A girl can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baxter the hound dog is still sick and after multiple exams we still have no answer.&amp;nbsp; Sunday he is going to see a trainer to see if some of his issues are really behavioral rather than medical.&amp;nbsp; But, we will see - fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news - some days I run, some days I don't.&amp;nbsp; We are still working on getting the house together.&amp;nbsp; We painted another room, ordered a couch, and are working on building some bookshelves.&amp;nbsp; Progress is slow but at least it is progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a 3 day work week and a 4 day weekend.&amp;nbsp; Any Thanksgiving plans?&amp;nbsp; I'm going to stay in my PJs all day Thanksgiving - I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7775605277961905523?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7775605277961905523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7775605277961905523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7775605277961905523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7775605277961905523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/11/sold.html' title='Sold'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3670270262386816919</id><published>2010-09-19T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:42:07.483-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STL'/><title type='text'>House for Sale</title><content type='html'>Shortly after my mom passed away 5.5 years ago I knew this day would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad put my childhood house up for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until buying my first home 1.5 years ago that is the only house I ever called home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go home and get all my stuff, but I keep putting it off because I'm not ready to say good-bye to my house.&amp;nbsp; All of my childhood memories occurred in that house - the good and the bad.&amp;nbsp; After it is sold I won't really have a home to go home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has put an offer on a condo, which just seems so sterile.&amp;nbsp; I guess after packing my stuff up I will bring it back to my new home where I can only hope that W will have as many great memories as I did my childhood home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3670270262386816919?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3670270262386816919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3670270262386816919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3670270262386816919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3670270262386816919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/house-for-sale.html' title='House for Sale'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3565007060253723806</id><published>2010-09-17T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:05:15.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Well, W had a temp yesterday so they called me to get them. When I got the message they said he had a temp of 107!&amp;nbsp; I ran like a mad woman across campus to get my little guy and was thinking we were headed to the ER.&amp;nbsp; Somehow the message got lost in translation - his temp was 100.7.&amp;nbsp; After I recovered from my almost heart attack we went home and snuggled.&amp;nbsp; His temp got up to 102 in the middle of the night even with medication.&amp;nbsp; We went to the doctor just in case today.&amp;nbsp; His ears, and mouth looked okay - still has a temp but his doctor wasn't too concerned.&amp;nbsp; So, we are officially on ear watch 2010.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully he'll fight the bug off and we will be back to normal on Monday, but I do have to say I really wish my boss would let me go down to 4 days a week because it is like heaven to have the extra day to get housework done.&amp;nbsp; Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weekend plans so hope to get in a couple of runs and finish my fall cleaning before my mother in law comes next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3565007060253723806?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3565007060253723806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3565007060253723806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3565007060253723806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3565007060253723806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5220493625599170233</id><published>2010-09-11T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T13:07:55.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>10.5 Hours</title><content type='html'>Many babies start sleeping through the night early on, but last night was Warren's first time to sleep through the night.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;i&gt;now picture me doing a happy dance!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep through the night though - I kept anticipating him waking up.&amp;nbsp; Around 1:30 I finally had to go and pump because I thought I was going to explode.&amp;nbsp; W usually wakes and nurses around 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping we have turned the sleep corner but I'm trying not to get too excited in case last night was a fluke - fingers are crossed that we have started a new habit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning W and I went on our longest run yet - just like good old times but with a stroller now.&amp;nbsp; The hills are actually starting to seem like normal again - I've obviously been out of Chicago for too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to run weekend errands.&amp;nbsp; Happy running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5220493625599170233?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5220493625599170233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5220493625599170233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5220493625599170233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5220493625599170233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/105-hours.html' title='10.5 Hours'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2486035028020049977</id><published>2010-09-07T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:47:06.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>"His skin is like velvet"</title><content type='html'>We've been back from Florida for a week and life has just been crazy.&amp;nbsp; Our trip was great though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren's second flight went well - it definitely helped having W's Dad along with us.&amp;nbsp; The hotel was beautiful and right on the beach.&amp;nbsp; Warren's first experience on the beach was not the greatest.&amp;nbsp; He was definitely uncertain about everything and was terrified by the waves.&amp;nbsp; By the second day he was loving the sand and eventually warmed up to the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp; one thing I didn't expect was all the old people loving on W.&amp;nbsp; No matter where we went all the old ladies came over to love on him.&amp;nbsp; One little lady came over and touched his skin and was jealous how soft it was and exclaimed his skin is like velvet.&amp;nbsp; It made me laugh, but everyone was super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was a great trip, I admit it was a challenge traveling with Warren and it was a true learning experience.&amp;nbsp; Yet we will continue our adventures as a family!&amp;nbsp; Can't wait for the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2486035028020049977?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2486035028020049977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2486035028020049977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2486035028020049977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2486035028020049977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/09/his-skin-is-like-velvet.html' title='&quot;His skin is like velvet&quot;'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3956334282468258929</id><published>2010-08-30T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:00:02.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Designer Diapers</title><content type='html'>First, we made it back from FL last night and had today off to recover.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time and will post all about the trip soon, but today I have to ask do we really need designer diapers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Huggies had denim diapers recently and while in Target today I noticed that Pampers has a variety of "designer diapers".&amp;nbsp; I just don't get it.&amp;nbsp; For one diapers are already expensive so why would I spend more money just for a design that I'm going to cover up!&amp;nbsp; That's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to catching up with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3956334282468258929?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3956334282468258929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3956334282468258929' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3956334282468258929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3956334282468258929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/designer-diapers.html' title='Designer Diapers'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8667565896188698733</id><published>2010-08-22T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:08:04.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>I Started Packing</title><content type='html'>I usually don't start packing until the day before, but since I have two people to pack for I started today.&amp;nbsp; I'm&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the short work week and the thought of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else new to report.&amp;nbsp; Blogging to resume after much relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8667565896188698733?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8667565896188698733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8667565896188698733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8667565896188698733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8667565896188698733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-started-packing.html' title='I Started Packing'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6388550489494092696</id><published>2010-08-20T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T20:00:06.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>WATCH OUT:  Slacker in running shoes</title><content type='html'>First, loved all the feedback on the milk and I have plans for a tasting after my vacation next week.&amp;nbsp; That's right we are headed for the beach on Wednesday - Fort Lauderdale here we come.&amp;nbsp; By the way if you have any suggestions about Ft. Lauderdale let me know - our trip is pretty random as Southwest had a great vacation special so we figured why not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I've had my running shoes on during the week!&amp;nbsp; Two days in a row W and I hit the road, which for me is huge since being back at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else going on, so I must say Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6388550489494092696?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6388550489494092696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6388550489494092696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6388550489494092696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6388550489494092696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/watch-out-slacker-in-running-shoes.html' title='WATCH OUT:  Slacker in running shoes'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8006716927291622752</id><published>2010-08-15T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:04:57.429-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Coming Out of the Fog</title><content type='html'>Pregnancy is three trimesters and I'm beginning to think that the first year of baby's life is as well.&amp;nbsp; And, if that is the case I've just conquered my second trimester of W's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first four months of W's life I was on leave - an enjoyed getting to know W and giving him all my attention.&amp;nbsp; These last four months have been really difficult trying to balance it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life used to be all about trying to be the best PT I knew how, but now it is trying to be the best mom I know how while working.&amp;nbsp; I've begged and pleaded to decrease my hours at work and I always get the same answer - NO.&amp;nbsp; I haven't given up the idea of working less, but at this time it is a dream.&amp;nbsp; Yet, this past month my hours did change so that I go to work earlier and get home a little earlier.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing how that half hour has changed my life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today W is 8 months old.&amp;nbsp; It is so hard to believe we have made it thus far already.&amp;nbsp; He is a real mover and shaker has my husband's boss likes to say.&amp;nbsp; He crawls, pulls up, climbs, babbles, and laughs.&amp;nbsp; He still doesn't really like to sleep, and his teeth are barely showing.&amp;nbsp; Yet, he amazes every day with his changes.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure these next four months are going to be just as fulfilling as the last 8, and hopefully less stressful than the last four as things seem to be coming into balance slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought/questions for the day:&amp;nbsp; What is the best milk to buy and drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through phases.&amp;nbsp; Cow's milk. Soy milk. Almond milk. Hemp milk. Rice milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I change frequently trying to figure out what is best for me.&amp;nbsp; I grew up drinking skim milk and then only had soy for the longest time.&amp;nbsp; I've experimented with almond and hemp a lot, and have decided hemp is not for me.&amp;nbsp; I've tried rice milk once and thought it was kind of watery.&amp;nbsp; While pregnant I went back to skim and really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm just confused as ever what to buy.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm going through a period of where my body doesn't like diary as of late, so I'm back to soy.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I feel like I should buy one of each and have a milk tasting to really figure out what I like and most importantly which one makes the best latte because that is how I survive these days of sleep deprivation.&amp;nbsp; If I thought my husband wouldn't call me out as crazy I might just buy one carton of each.&amp;nbsp; And maybe next weekend I will.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8006716927291622752?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8006716927291622752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8006716927291622752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8006716927291622752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8006716927291622752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/coming-out-of-fog.html' title='Coming Out of the Fog'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5670207672829664818</id><published>2010-08-07T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:13:24.661-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The End of an Era OR MAYBE NOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; I think it is time to say good bye for now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Lately I have no desire to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’ve been running and baking.&amp;nbsp; But, mostly I’ve been enjoying being a mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The last thing I want to do in my free time is blog.&amp;nbsp; So, I’m ending my four year streak and will be turning my blog to private in a week or so.&amp;nbsp; I won’t be writing anything of substance but at least I have a place to write down my miles and maybe someday bring it back to the public.&amp;nbsp; No promises though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Thank you to all of you who have read my blog over the years.&amp;nbsp; Your comments were always appreciated, and your support during marathon training, wedding planning, moving states, and having a baby meant a lot.&amp;nbsp; I wish you all the best in your future adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;So, I met with three other moms yesterday with their babies and I realized something - I might just need to blog after all b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ecause where else am I going to write about my crazy stories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; I'm going to think about it and get back to you soon.&amp;nbsp; If I do decide to stay my blogging might be sporadic but we will see&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;My friend's baby is less than 2 weeks older than W and he has only pooped in his diaper once!&amp;nbsp; Her in-laws are Chinese and they start potty training? from day one.&amp;nbsp; They anticipate when the baby needs to go and holds him over the toilet.&amp;nbsp; As much&amp;nbsp; as I hate changing diapers I don't think I could hold W over the toilet nor am I that in tune with his bodily functions though either.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, maybe that note is not all that interesting but I had to share with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Good bye for now final decision to be posted shortly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5670207672829664818?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5670207672829664818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5670207672829664818' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5670207672829664818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5670207672829664818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era OR MAYBE NOT?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3590350210875522990</id><published>2010-06-19T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T12:25:40.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><title type='text'>Six months</title><content type='html'>Warren turned 6 months old earlier this week.  It is truly amazing how quick time goes by. &lt;br /&gt;He is now 28 inches long, 17lbs 12 ounces!  And, he is also on the move.  He loves to roll around, creep and almost crawl.  He laughs at his hounds all the time.  And, he is now eating cereal, pears, and peas.  He is still a horrible sleeper but I still find him quite amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm really starting to love my neighborhood more.  We have a fairly new restaurant which I enjoy - &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/burgerup"&gt;Burger Up&lt;/a&gt;.  And, a new market - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Nashville-TN/GREENLIGHT-MARKETDELI-NASHVILLE-TN/301407292022"&gt;Green light&lt;/a&gt;.  Plus, it is not new but I love my new hair girl at &lt;a href="http://www.greenpeasalon.com/"&gt;Green pea&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also finding more time to move - yoga more than running.  It has been HOT in Nashville and I just can't get up early enough or get W to sleep early enough to go when it is cool.  But, I'm on the road to being in shape and healthy.  And, as much as I wish I had the time to run I don't miss all that much because I love doing yoga with W.  I know soon as I'm done pumping in another 6 months or so there is a treadmill waiting for me during my lunch hour at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In not so healthy news I think I'm going to start a cake experiment - details to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to catching up on the blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3590350210875522990?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3590350210875522990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3590350210875522990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3590350210875522990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3590350210875522990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/06/six-months.html' title='Six months'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8428184583146041654</id><published>2010-05-21T18:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:20:12.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>One year, One month, and One week</title><content type='html'>Since I last ran.  I really admire those women who can run while they are pregnant.  I was not one of them.  I kept my fitness level up through walking and I started that right away after W was born.   But, April 1st came and I went back to work and it has been an insane 7 weeks since then.  I started feeling the affects of not working out this week, and decided it was time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using a mom and baby fitness DVD I bought one day while in Target, and today I got the jogging stroller back out and hit the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one word to describe my current status - PATHETIC.  I can't believe I ran 3 marathons in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big goal during maternity leave was to lose all the baby weight and get back into my clothes.  I accomplished that.  Now my goal is to regain my fitness level.  I've routed a route on map my run that W and I walked today, and that we will try to walk daily until I feel like I can start doing running intervals.  It is a short route but its all I can manage time wise with my crazy work schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep me motivated I have my eyes set on a race - The Boulevard Bolt, which is an Turkey Trot.  It is one of two races I've done since moving to Nashville.  My goal is to be able to run the 5 mile race without stopping.  I know it is a modest goal, but it is something for me to work towards.  It is also a goal I think I can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to sharing my journey to fitness and finally catching up on some blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8428184583146041654?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8428184583146041654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8428184583146041654' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8428184583146041654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8428184583146041654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-one-month-and-one-week.html' title='One year, One month, and One week'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4023136873350839556</id><published>2010-05-16T07:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:06:46.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Too Many Bosses</title><content type='html'>Recently I had my review, which went well.  We talked about raises and my schedule.  Our new fiscal year starts in July and my spine team coordinator said that my schedule has decreased to four days a week.   Yet, no boss will confirm.  I have three.  One boss says the other is making that decision and then the other is saying she doesn't know.  I'm going to try to be patient about it especially since my one boss got really annoyed with me for asking again.  What can I say expect I really want more time with my little man.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Warren - he is getting so big!  He is now 5 months old.  He loves tummy time, making baby noises, and of course sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S-_jh71uE5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1YAF73Y2rnU/s1600/mother%27s+day+034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471842244416639890" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S-_jh71uE5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1YAF73Y2rnU/s320/mother%27s+day+034.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my world I'm still trying to figure out how to get running back into my life now that I'm at work.  I have the weekends, which is filled with errands and cleaning.  During the week all my free time at work is spent pumping milk for Warren and then there really is no time in the AM or when I get home due to Warren's sleep schedule.  If only I had a treadmill in my house or a place for one in my house I could get it done.  I'm sure I'll figure it our eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4023136873350839556?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4023136873350839556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4023136873350839556' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4023136873350839556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4023136873350839556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-many-bosses.html' title='Too Many Bosses'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S-_jh71uE5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/1YAF73Y2rnU/s72-c/mother%27s+day+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-630538638541490566</id><published>2010-05-03T14:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:39:07.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><title type='text'>We have power again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What a weekend! It started raining at 5 am on Saturday and didn't stop raining until Sunday around 5pm. There were moments when it didn't rain but not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lost power on Sunday at 8am and didn't get it back until late in the evening. Our neighbor's tree was the reason for our outage. &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467497541355238962" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S-B0C7rM9jI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Zwd7Vq28cIQ/s320/tree+1.jpg" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, we have nothing to complain about. We had some water in our basement, but no realy damage - thank goodness. We have many neighbors who are in bad shape, and many co-workers who have completely lost their homes to the flood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who thought of us in Nashville. Currently keeping our fingers crossed we don't lose our water supply. We are suppose to be conserving as much as we can, which we are doing. Paper plates, bowls, no laundry, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well elsewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-630538638541490566?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/630538638541490566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=630538638541490566' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/630538638541490566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/630538638541490566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-have-power-again.html' title='We have power again!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S-B0C7rM9jI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Zwd7Vq28cIQ/s72-c/tree+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1147337243997350977</id><published>2010-05-01T17:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:38:25.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>30 days</title><content type='html'>I survived my first month back at work.  The first full week was hard, but my mother-in-law was here to watch W which made a world of difference.  This past week things began seeming normal.  Meaning I didn't cry this week when dropping off W, and I finally figured out what time I have to leave for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still need to work on getting W down to bed at a normal hour, and I need to start preparing dinners on Sundays for the week so we can eat before bed time!  I also need to figure out how to get running into my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really missing running but my free time at work is spent pumping.  I get home to late to do it at night time, and in the morning it is a rush.  If we only had a treadmill I could run again.  W and I were going to run today but it has literally been raining since 5am and it is now 5:30 pm.  Tomorrow's forecast doesn't look any better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the bad weather is giving me a chance to blog and read some blogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1147337243997350977?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1147337243997350977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1147337243997350977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1147337243997350977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1147337243997350977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/05/30-days.html' title='30 days'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5560820597286448072</id><published>2010-04-15T12:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:16:32.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S8dJ5s65jxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pBsF9wb7JXs/s1600/baby2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460414328869588754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S8dJ5s65jxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pBsF9wb7JXs/s200/baby2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is flying by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warren is 4 months old today! He is getting big and learning new things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back at work for 2 weeks now and life is complete chaos. I'm sure it will get better sooner than later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to run but haven't figured out time to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope things will ease up soon. I also hope to start blogging again someday. Until then Happy Running to all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5560820597286448072?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5560820597286448072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5560820597286448072' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5560820597286448072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5560820597286448072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/S8dJ5s65jxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/pBsF9wb7JXs/s72-c/baby2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7856242447194878054</id><published>2010-03-20T11:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:01:09.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>HAPPY SPRING</title><content type='html'>Even though Fall is my favorite season I always love the first day of Spring as it brings so much hope for warmer days, and I personally enjoy all the things you can do outside again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can shed some of those layers of clothes for a run.&lt;br /&gt;You can plant spring veggies in your garden, which we did last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;You can wear sandals with your jeans and your feet won't freeze off.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to worry about your hair freezing when you go out if you let it air dry - just kidding, but my mom always said that my hair would freeze when I left for high school with wet hair in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;You can spring clean - I truly love to clean, but spring cleaning is the best especially getting rid of all the junk you accumulated over the year.&lt;br /&gt;You can walk to the local Popsicle stand and enjoy - Las Paletas here we come!&lt;br /&gt;You can have picnics or dine outside.&lt;br /&gt;You can ride with the windows rolled down or open the windows in your house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on, but you get the point.  Good bye winter - good riddens!  Hello Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7856242447194878054?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7856242447194878054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7856242447194878054' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7856242447194878054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7856242447194878054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-spring.html' title='HAPPY SPRING'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4774718338590422860</id><published>2010-03-16T17:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:43:35.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>For fun on my 32nd birthday</title><content type='html'>32 random things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I LOVE chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2.  Napping is my favorite hobby.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Fall is my favorite season.&lt;br /&gt;4.  In my next lifetime I'm coming back as a rich person's cat.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I'm terrified of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;6.  My sister and I used to watch Pride and Prejudice every Thanksgiving - the 6 hour long one&lt;br /&gt;7.  I would love to run a bed &amp;amp; breakfast when I retire.&lt;br /&gt;8. I was born at 11:37 am.&lt;br /&gt;9. I learned to drive on a stick shift.&lt;br /&gt;10.  The last month I've been buying lottery tickets in hopes of winning so I could be a stay at home mom.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Keith Urban used to live in my current house - this was before he had any money though.&lt;br /&gt;12.  I hate running up hills and Nashville has a lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;13.  I broke my right wrist in high school.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I never ran until I started training for my first marathon in 2001 with Team &amp;amp; Training.&lt;br /&gt;15.  I would love to move back to St. Louis.&lt;br /&gt;16.  I'm claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I was in the hospital less than an hour before W was born but labor had started the night before.&lt;br /&gt;18.  I love to cook but have no idea how to cook meat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;19.  I was a bridesmaid 6 times before I was married and 1 time after I was married.&lt;br /&gt;20.  I drive a Toyota Corolla and think that it will last me 15 years - 14 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;21.  I planted a spring garden for the first time this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;22.  I have really bad allergies.&lt;br /&gt;23.  I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;24.  I back packed through Great Britain with a friend one college summer.&lt;br /&gt;25.  I love to dance.&lt;br /&gt;26.  I can't spell to save my life - thank goodness for spell check.&lt;br /&gt;27.  I was born on my grandparent's anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;28.  My favorite color is red.&lt;br /&gt;29.  I have no desire to ever run another marathon but would like to run a half marathon again.&lt;br /&gt;30.  I started getting grey hairs when I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;31.  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;32.  People think I'm Asian because of my eyes but I'm Greek/Irish/German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the birthday wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4774718338590422860?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4774718338590422860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4774718338590422860' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4774718338590422860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4774718338590422860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-fun-on-my-32nd-birthday.html' title='For fun on my 32nd birthday'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3578618705709779036</id><published>2010-03-15T10:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:29:18.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>3 months &amp; 32 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs464.snc3/25507_367187201655_720911655_3864794_1416775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its been awhile, and I can honestly say I've been busy doing nothing.  Well, kind of nothing - I've been hanging out with Warren and enjoying every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren is three months old today.  It is amazing how fast time goes.  He has great head control, can roll from his tummy to his back, and loves to talk &amp;amp; laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs464.snc3/25507_367187201655_720911655_3864794_1416775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 371px;" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs464.snc3/25507_367187201655_720911655_3864794_1416775_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow I turn 32.  I have no special plans for the birthday except to enjoy it with Tom and Warren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks I head back to work and face reality of being a working mom.  I'm ready to go back in a lot of ways but I'm definitely going to miss seeing Warren all day long.  I'm trying really hard to convince my bosses to reduce my schedule but no luck so far.  Hopefully, before the end of the year I'll be down to working only 4 days a week - fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as running goes.  I've ran 2-3 times over the last three months.  I've enjoyed it but don't know how much time I'm going to have to run with my crazy work schedule.  I have been enjoying almost daily walks with Warren and happy to report they have paid off.  I'm back into my normal clothes and almost back to my pre-baby weight.  I'm not stressing about it though as I'm sure the last 7 pounds will slowly melt away like the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the long and short of my boring but very enjoyable three month hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3578618705709779036?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3578618705709779036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3578618705709779036' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3578618705709779036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3578618705709779036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-months-32-years.html' title='3 months &amp; 32 years'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6126325581959930627</id><published>2010-01-01T14:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:14:12.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe it is 2010!  2009 was an eventful year for my family as Tom and I bought our first house and Warren was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yet, on the running front nothing really happened.  I admire those who are able to run while pregnant but I just wasn't one of those people.  Now that Warren is here I hope to get back out there.  I'm not clear to run for a few more weeks but I have my Bob stroller in preparation from when I'm clear.  We have gone on a few walks already which has been great mostly so I don't go stir crazy.  I have loved reading everyone's race plans for this year, but I feel out of shape therefore I have decided not to make any concrete plans.  I will reassess maybe in April when I have to return to work until then here's to getting back into prebaby shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6126325581959930627?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6126325581959930627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6126325581959930627' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6126325581959930627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6126325581959930627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-238618685371623613</id><published>2009-12-20T07:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:07:03.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby Warren's Delivery</title><content type='html'>Monday 12/14 I saw my midwife and I was 3cm and 80% effaced.  She went ahead and stripped my membranes and said it could put me into labor but no promises.  That night while I was sleeping I started having contractions but continued to sleep - I really love my sleep.  That morning I took a shower and started preparing for work and noticed that the contractions seemed to be more regular and I started timing them.  The contractions were 7-10 minutes apart and 30-45 seconds.  I called my midwife and she said I should defintely call into work and start taking it easy.  She also suggested taking a bath as that might speed things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day progressed it seemed my contractions were lasting longer but getting farther apart.  I decided I should take a bath and see what would happen.  After my shower I was taking a nap and during one my contractions I ran to the bath room just in time for my water to break.  That was at 1:30 so I called Tom to come home and my midwife.  It was time to go to the hospital.  By the time we got there it was 3pm and I was 7cm and 100% effaced and in a lot of pain!  Since I was already 7cm I wasn't able to get into the birthing tub and my midwife apparently told my husband it would be 3 hours until baby arrived.  They were hooking me up to the monitor and Linda checked me again.  Linda then said the baby is coming now and got Tom prepared.  After about 30 minutes or less of pushing (it seemed like forever to me but Tom said it was really short) Baby Warren arrived at 3:56 pm.  What was defintely an intense 2 hours but so worth it as I'm so in love.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/Sy4tRD5jWLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Fgp30is9a5Q/s1600-h/044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417317172901009586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/Sy4tRD5jWLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Fgp30is9a5Q/s320/044.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/Sy4tRRJHMaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/cup8jLUzK5s/s1600-h/053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417317176455934370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/Sy4tRRJHMaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/cup8jLUzK5s/s320/053.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-238618685371623613?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/238618685371623613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=238618685371623613' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/238618685371623613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/238618685371623613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-warrens-delivery.html' title='Baby Warren&apos;s Delivery'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/Sy4tRD5jWLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Fgp30is9a5Q/s72-c/044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7811676737981921023</id><published>2009-12-17T14:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:05:42.576-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Dec 15</title><content type='html'>Baby Warren arrived.  Mom and Baby are home now and doing well.  Details to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SyqTpGkal-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/9BpVMngtuhg/s1600-h/030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416303836213712866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SyqTpGkal-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/9BpVMngtuhg/s320/030.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7811676737981921023?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7811676737981921023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7811676737981921023' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7811676737981921023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7811676737981921023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/dec-15.html' title='Dec 15'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SyqTpGkal-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/9BpVMngtuhg/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5598885009466693365</id><published>2009-12-14T18:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:48:47.578-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Slow Progress</title><content type='html'>But, progress.  I saw my midwife today and broke down.  I didn't mean too but I think I am just physically starting to wear down.  My midwife was super supportive and encouraging.  I'm feeling better and hopeful about the upcoming birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently 3 cm and 80% effaced.  She stripped my membranes which was uncomfortable but hope that it gets things moving.  She thinks he'll come by Monday but nothing is for certain with labor.  If I make it till Monday we will talk about induction which scares me.  So, fingers crossed that Baby Warren comes out before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days till my due date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5598885009466693365?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5598885009466693365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5598885009466693365' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5598885009466693365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5598885009466693365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/slow-progress.html' title='Slow Progress'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1763556826084626554</id><published>2009-12-13T08:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:02:03.074-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hounds'/><title type='text'>Baxter and a mini Watermelon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SyUBoBMJtMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/8fRM0UYO3rI/s1600-h/075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SyUBoBMJtMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/8fRM0UYO3rI/s320/075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414735914008687810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from our garden this summer.  I think it is funny because baby Warren is suppose to be a mini watermelon right now, and I can only guess this is how Baxter might react when we bring the little guy home.  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term='baby'/><title type='text'>A mini watermelon</title><content type='html'>As of Thursday I hit the 39 week mark, and according to Babycenter.com Baby Warren is the size of a mini watermelon.  I'm hoping the little guy makes his appearance soon because I honestly feel like I'm slowly falling apart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing really well throughout my whole pregnancy until I hit this past week.  I'll spare you all the specifics, but Wednesday was by far the worst day ever for me.  Yesterday, I woke up with a nasty cold and slept 13 hours from last night till this morning.  I still don't feel great, but I'm better than yesterday.  I'm trying to eat vitamin C rich foods and drink lots of H2O to help me get over this ASAP so I have the energy for the little guy's delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my midwife again on Monday and we will see what she says.  I'm tempted to ask her to strip my membranes to see if that would help get things started.  She is pretty conservative though so that might not work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days till my due date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6398837717370504114?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6398837717370504114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6398837717370504114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6398837717370504114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6398837717370504114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/mini-watermelon.html' title='A mini watermelon'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5412811192304814921</id><published>2009-12-09T06:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:47:18.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The threat of bed rest</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at work I was bleeding.  It turned out to be nothing, but I was told I had to start taking it easier or I might be told I have to stop working before Warren comes.  Things seem to have settled down so I'm going to try to take it easy and hope the little guy just works his way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days to go till due date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5412811192304814921?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5412811192304814921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5412811192304814921' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5412811192304814921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5412811192304814921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/threat-of-bed-rest.html' title='The threat of bed rest'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6680616770084755376</id><published>2009-12-07T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:03:33.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Any day now?</title><content type='html'>Saw my midwife today and she checked me out.  I'm 2 cm dilated and 60% effaced.  I've also lost my plug.  It could still be a couple of weeks but I'm really hoping I get to meet my little guy by this weekend.  He is also really really low - I feel if I take a really big step he might just fall out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days and counting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6680616770084755376?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6680616770084755376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6680616770084755376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6680616770084755376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6680616770084755376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/any-day-now.html' title='Any day now?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2765926481613902623</id><published>2009-12-03T18:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:40:50.425-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Breaking Family Tradition</title><content type='html'>So, I'm 38 weeks today and no sign of the Baby Warren, which is sad as my mom and sister had all of their kids at 38 weeks.  Needless to say I think this kid is all Tom, which isn't bad because I love my hubby but still can't he come out already.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've had some Braxton Hicks contractions and the baby has dropped a little (I think) but nothing to get excited about.  I'm beginning to go through all the natural ways to induce labor and decide if I think any of them are a good idea as I'm getting huge and uncomfortable.  Yesterday I put my feet up on the coffee table and didn't even recognize my own feet they were so puffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well - I'm just going to keep praying he comes up sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days till due date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2765926481613902623?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2765926481613902623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2765926481613902623' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2765926481613902623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2765926481613902623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/breaking-family-tradition.html' title='Breaking Family Tradition'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1176882651142349244</id><published>2009-12-01T06:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:31:11.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>December is here!</title><content type='html'>Well, I saw my midwife yesterday.  She said everything looks great.  Baby is head down and his heart rate is going strong.  My blood pressure and weight gain are all still in line with my progress.  I then asked her the big question - do you think he'll be on time?  She said there was no way to no for sure, but I shouldn't count on it.  She didn't check me, but said she would next week mostly because I told her I'm trying to plan my last day of work.  I would really like to work until I go into labor so I have the maximum time off when he arrives, but we will see how that goes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 days and counting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1176882651142349244?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1176882651142349244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1176882651142349244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1176882651142349244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1176882651142349244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-is-here.html' title='December is here!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4644427818339261415</id><published>2009-11-29T17:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:52:07.445-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Bags are packed.</title><content type='html'>Today I was out and about running errands and was having an unusual amount of Braxton hicks contractions.  I'm sure it doesn't mean anything, but when I arrived home I told Tom that we needed to put the car seat in and get the bags packed.  We did just that so now everything is ready to go.  Now I just need my little man to show up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my midwife tomorrow so I'm hoping she might check me to tell me if the little man has made any progress towards joining us in the outside world because I'm ready for him at this point.  And, I think that coming two weeks early would be perfect timing - keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4644427818339261415?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4644427818339261415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4644427818339261415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4644427818339261415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4644427818339261415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/bags-are-packed.html' title='Bags are packed.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8634388093543638082</id><published>2009-11-26T14:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:37:12.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I'm officially full term today (37 weeks)!  We are finishing up all the last minute baby stuff around the house this weekend and have planned our last date before we are parents for Saturday just in case the little guy wants to make an early appearance.  I'm still feeling pretty good overall just tired at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8634388093543638082?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8634388093543638082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8634388093543638082' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8634388093543638082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8634388093543638082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5022185911777995773</id><published>2009-11-22T21:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:12:02.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Hypnobabies</title><content type='html'>What's that you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypnobabies is the form of classes Tom and I chose to take to prepare for the birth of our baby.  I wanted to take a class that prepared us for an un-medicated birth experience.  And, no I'm not trying to be a hero - I'm just terrified of needles.  Plus, I want to be able to move as much as possible during birth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program was a series of six classes and our class was today.  I feel prepared for the birth and I'm excited about the little guy's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been nesting quite a bit.  I've washed the base boards, scrubbed every inch of the house, and spent the weekend washing all the little guys stuff.  I even got my bag out tonight to start packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 36.5 weeks, but I keep hoping he'll come at 38 weeks!  I can't complain though as I still feel pretty good - I would just like his birthday further away from Christmas for his sake if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm excited about the short week ahead and a four day weekend.  Hope everyone has safe Thanksgiving week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5022185911777995773?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5022185911777995773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5022185911777995773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5022185911777995773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5022185911777995773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/hypnobabies.html' title='Hypnobabies'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6816126511450201232</id><published>2009-11-19T07:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:52:51.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>4 weeks til  Due Date</title><content type='html'>Today I'm 36 weeks!  That means I'm in the home stretch.  I have to admit that my pregnancy has been pretty enjoyable and I don't have much to complain about.  I haven't been able to run and working out has slowly diminished over the last few weeks.  Yet, I haven't had any complications and I sleep pretty well.  This week fatigue has started to set in again though, and frankly I'm tired of wearing maternity clothes so I say bring on the baby.  For safety reasons the little guy should stay inside for at least two more weeks but I would be happy if he would like to appear at 38 weeks because I can't wait to meet him!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Monday I'll be seeing my midwife every week and see how I'm progressing, which means I might actually have something to blog about again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;br /&gt;28 DAYS TO D DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6816126511450201232?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6816126511450201232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6816126511450201232' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6816126511450201232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6816126511450201232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-weeks-til-due-date.html' title='4 weeks til  Due Date'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1436784343056354844</id><published>2009-10-02T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:13:21.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>I passed!</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week I had to do my glucose test.  I'm happy to report I passed with flying colors - thank goodness because the stuff the make you drink doesn't taste good.  I'm also not anemic which is good because I don't know if I could swallow those iron pills - they are huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm happy to say my pregnancy continues down a smooth path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My in-laws are here currently helping but the nursery together which is exciting.  Hopefully we will have things in good shape by the end of the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1436784343056354844?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1436784343056354844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1436784343056354844' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1436784343056354844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1436784343056354844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-passed.html' title='I passed!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6010813870586462708</id><published>2009-09-29T06:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:47:40.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Jogging Strollers</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a beautiful day in Nashville.  I took a power walk but really missed running a lot.  So, here is the great debate - I want to register for a jogging stroller.  I have done extensive research and can only find consistent positive reviews on the BOB.  I would love to buy a BOB, but it $400!  I hope to have another child in the next 3 years or so after this little guy so I don't feel like I should buy such an expensive stroller when I might have another kid some day.  Does anyone else have a jogging stroller they would recommend!  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6010813870586462708?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6010813870586462708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6010813870586462708' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6010813870586462708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6010813870586462708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/09/jogging-strollers.html' title='Jogging Strollers'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7592496125903134360</id><published>2009-09-24T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:24:41.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My Last Trimester!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been 10 weeks since I have posted on my blog.  Time has been flying by ever since I have out I was pregnant.  Eight weeks ago we found out we are having a Baby Boy.  We think his name is going to be Warren after my grandpa but that can change if he comes out looking like a different kind of kid.  I have been exercising on a regular basis and feel great.  I haven't ran but look forward when I can run with Baby W someday.  Look forward to catching up with everyone's blogs and will be posting some belly shots soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7592496125903134360?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7592496125903134360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7592496125903134360' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7592496125903134360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7592496125903134360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-last-trimester.html' title='My Last Trimester!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5175141636603357053</id><published>2009-07-13T19:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:13:43.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Dancing Baby!</title><content type='html'>Last week I felt a flutter while on the computer and I wasn't sure if it was the baby.  But, yesterday while eating brunch I definitely felt flutters.  Then all day today I felt flutters. It makes me laugh all the time - my patients must think I'm crazy.  I love it though - the fluttering makes me so happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 18 weeks on Thursday, and that means 2 more weeks until the big Ultrasound.  I can't wait to see Baby M and find out if we are having a boy or girl.  I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news our garden is doing awesome!  We have yellow squash, zucchini,watermelon, peppers and tomatoes.  Pictures coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In exercise news - as of last week I stopped walking home from work.  It is just too hot and I'm too uncomfortable.  So, Tom has been picking me up.  I have been doing my prenatal pilates and yoga in the morning, and been walking on the treadmill at work during lunch.  So, I'm still feeling good but I'm moving slower than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, in response to questions from the last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my pregnancy is easier because I'm vegetarian because this is my first pregnancy.  I can say I've had morning sickness since before I knew I was pregnant to about 16 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not having a home birth.  I will be having my baby at Vanderbilt - one floor up from where I work.  I chose a midwife because they tend to stay with you the whole time in labor and I feel are more open-minded.  But, you can have epidurals or any other kind of pain medication that you want with a midwife.  I hope to go epidural free as I'm terrified of needles.  Plus, I don't like the idea of not moving my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A co-worker of mine told me his vegetarian sister-in-law craved meat while pregnant, but I have not.  There was a one week period of time where I really wanted cheese every night before I went to bed that was it.  I've been taking B vitamins along with my prenatal vitamins and just been very conscious that I'm eating enough protein and iron rich foods.  So, I'm still going meat free and plan to raise the baby that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5175141636603357053?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5175141636603357053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5175141636603357053' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5175141636603357053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5175141636603357053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/07/dancing-baby.html' title='Dancing Baby!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1978927681179702254</id><published>2009-06-15T19:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:38:04.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>13 weeks and 4 days!</title><content type='html'>Today I had my second midwife appointment, which went really well.  I was able to hear the baby's heartbeat which was really exciting!  My midwife also said my baby was very active.  Baby M is currently about 3 inches long or the size of a medium sized shrimp according to babycenter.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My next appointment isn't until 20 weeks which seems really far away right now, but that is when we get to find out if we are having a boy or a girl.  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm feeling much better and eating normal again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1978927681179702254?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1978927681179702254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1978927681179702254' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1978927681179702254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1978927681179702254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/06/13-weeks-and-4-days.html' title='13 weeks and 4 days!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8195861603136633252</id><published>2009-06-10T07:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:36:44.509-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Not running</title><content type='html'>This year I have had my ups and downs with running.  I started off the year strong, and then I was derailed with vacation and moving.  I then picked back up again.  Yet, at the beginning of April I wasn't able to run - I was exhausted and I didn't know why.  I found out a week later that I was pregnant, and then two weeks later the nausea hit me.  I haven't been running really since.  The last two weeks I've been feeling better and have gone for a few SLOW runs.  And, even though my midwife says it is fine to run and I'm jealous of those who are pregnant and running I'm just not that into it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing a prenatal yoga and prenatal pilates tapes.  Plus, I've been walking 2-4 miles most days.  Its not quite the same but at this point it will be my routine until&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41v-339r2SL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41v-339r2SL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l the baby arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I did my prenatal yoga DVD.  The routine is great but not what I was expecting when I ordered it.  I picked it because it had the best reviews on Amazon.  I think I'm into more aggressive style of yoga than this routine and I find it a little to out there for my taste.  Yet, it is relaxing and I do stretch.  I might look into another DVD, but we'll see how the next couple of weeks go.  If anyone out there has suggestions I would love to hear them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will do my pilates review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8195861603136633252?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8195861603136633252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8195861603136633252' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8195861603136633252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8195861603136633252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-running.html' title='Not running'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2786339918299282325</id><published>2009-06-09T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:23:02.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Two years ago today....</title><content type='html'>I married my best friend.  It has been quite an adventure, and I've loved every minute of it.  And, our adventure is about to get more exciting as we are expecting our first child! &lt;br /&gt;So, now you all know why I've been too tired and too sick to run, read blogs, or anything but work.  Pictures and details to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Tom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2786339918299282325?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2786339918299282325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2786339918299282325' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2786339918299282325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2786339918299282325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-years-ago-today.html' title='Two years ago today....'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5074477243563275162</id><published>2009-05-24T07:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:17:45.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Will I run again?</title><content type='html'>Hello, blogworld!  I haven't run in six weeks.  I have a had a major case of the blahs.  Maybe it has been all the rain we are having or the stress of the new house and trying to get projects done.  The good news is that  for the last two days I finally feel like running again.  So, I hope to get some new running shoes and hit the pavement again.  Right now it is raining but they I'll be off.  I can't wait!  I also look forward to catching up with everyone's blogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5074477243563275162?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5074477243563275162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5074477243563275162' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5074477243563275162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5074477243563275162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/05/will-i-run-again.html' title='Will I run again?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8849817624681176792</id><published>2009-05-03T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:00:41.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>First CSA Pickup today.</title><content type='html'>Life has been busy and I've been exhausted.  I've been walking at least 5 days a week, and trying to do pilates and yoga.  It is not as satisfying as running but it gets the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work yesterday, so we were hoping to plant our garden today but mother nature has decided to let the rain get in the way.  Yet, we were able to pick up our first CSA share.  Our share included strawberries (my favorite), cinnamon rolls (which were delicious), radishes, lettuces, spinach, and green onions.  I have picked out some interesting recipes to make this week so we'll see how it goes with our share of crops!  Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to eat your veggies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8849817624681176792?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8849817624681176792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8849817624681176792' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8849817624681176792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8849817624681176792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-csa-pickup-today.html' title='First CSA Pickup today.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1844370555502014717</id><published>2009-04-22T07:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:11:33.207-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>Is anyone doing anything special to celebrate the Earth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1844370555502014717?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1844370555502014717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1844370555502014717' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1844370555502014717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1844370555502014717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-9014667706168457458</id><published>2009-04-20T18:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:42:44.197-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>My new favorite thing</title><content type='html'>For my birthday back in March I received a gift card to Crate and Barrel.  We decided to buy a rice cooker.  Let me tell you - it is the best thing ever!  I completely love it.  It steams, cooks rice, and is a slow cooker.  I can throw a whole bunch of good things in there and dinner is ready when I walk in the door.  I should have bought one of these sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.krupsonlinestore.com/imagesEdp/p55378b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.krupsonlinestore.com/imagesEdp/p55378b.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 181px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 181px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news Tom and I went to a gardening workshop over the weekend.  We learned a lot and we even decided to test our soil which I found to have no nitrogen in it which means not good for growing tomatoes.  I'm waiting to hear back from a nursery to hopefully will help us solve this problem before we need to plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-9014667706168457458?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9014667706168457458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=9014667706168457458' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/9014667706168457458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/9014667706168457458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-favorite-thing.html' title='My new favorite thing'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7081137839457886201</id><published>2009-04-16T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:42:47.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>I love running! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something I grew up thinking I never could do because I was not an athlete, but after college I fell in love with the sport.  I was becoming a good runner in 2006 when training for the Chicago Marathon with my now husband.  Since then I have been consistently inconsistently.  I don't have a good explanation for why other than life has just gotten in the way - planning a wedding, moving to a new state,  buying a new house, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire  is still there, but I just can't find the energy.  So, instead of beating myself up about it I'm going to focus on staying healthy - walking, pilates, yoga.  I know running will make it back into my life again someday, but until then eat your veggies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7081137839457886201?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7081137839457886201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7081137839457886201' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7081137839457886201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7081137839457886201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2738388831120951373</id><published>2009-04-13T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:44:59.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>One minute of running.</title><content type='html'>This morning I got up in time to run but it made it to the gym a little later than normal.  I jogged from the parking lot to warm up and I felt good but soon as I got on the treadmill my energy was zapped - I just couldn't phyiscally run.  I have no explanation.  I walked up an incline for the time I was going to run.  I'm a little disappointed and don't know how my fitness level tanked so fast.  This is the hardest time I have had boucing back from such a small hiatus.  Oh well just hope tomorrow goes better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2738388831120951373?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2738388831120951373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2738388831120951373' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2738388831120951373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2738388831120951373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-minute-of-running.html' title='One minute of running.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6798688843198139787</id><published>2009-04-12T18:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:03:56.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dining out'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted!  I was off on Friday and we had our new closet put in, which means we finished our first home project.  Later we will be making a list of other things we need to do accomplish this summer - the list is long and involves a lot of paint! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon I picked up my mother-in-law at the airport and cooked up a nice meal for dinner.  Saturday we went to &lt;a href="http://www.leipersforkvillage.com/"&gt;Lieper's Fork&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.franklin-gov.com/"&gt;Franklin &lt;/a&gt;to the antique stores.  Then we had dinner at the &lt;a href="http://www.theyellowporch.com/"&gt;Yellow Porch&lt;/a&gt;.  The restaurant was small and intimate.  I had the gnocchi for an appetizer which was cooked perfectly and the veggies that accompanied it were quite tasty - especially the mushrooms.  I then had a salad for dinner - nothing special but I did love the cherries in the salad.  Then we split desert.  We had the tiramisu which was good minus the hershey's chocolate syrup that was on it.  The best part of the meal though meetin Jack White - let's just say he was super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I cooked brunch.  We watched the end of W, which we started last night.  And, let's just say if any that was half true it is really scary.  We dropped our mother-in-law off at the airport and then did yardwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow back to running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6798688843198139787?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6798688843198139787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6798688843198139787' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6798688843198139787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6798688843198139787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7015584877331705406</id><published>2009-04-08T07:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:52:07.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>New Balance 1123</title><content type='html'>Last week I received a package that contained a free pair of running shoes.  And, in my world there is nothing better than a new pair of running shoes, which I was way overdue for.  The shoes came from &lt;a href="http://www.newbalanceharrisburg.com/"&gt;New Balance in Harrisburg&lt;/a&gt;.  They were not my first choice of New Balance shoes but they were the only ones in my size - what can I say I have big feet.  I do have to say the sales associate was very helpful in making recommendations and helping find a shoe in my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression of the shoes when I took them out of the box was they are girly with their purple color.   Yet, they seemed on the heavier end of things with their thick soles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was my first run in them.  I slipped them on and it was like slipping into a pair of slippers.  I then hit the treadmill.  I felt like they rolled really easily almost like I was gliding.  Today when I ran in them I still felt like I was gliding, but I did feel like they were heavy during the swing phase of my stride.  If I was in my top running shape of 3 years ago I think I wouldn't like wearing them, but since I am strolling along that don't feel like they are holding me back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The low down:&lt;br /&gt;Pros: supportive, cushy, and great color&lt;br /&gt;Cons: they are heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think they would be great for slower runners who need a lot of support.  I'm going to continue wearing them and give a final review at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7015584877331705406?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7015584877331705406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7015584877331705406' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7015584877331705406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7015584877331705406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-balance-1123.html' title='New Balance 1123'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1060465367586027831</id><published>2009-04-06T18:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:53:33.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>POM wonderful!</title><content type='html'>At the end of last week I received a box of &lt;a href="http://www.pomwonderful.com/index.html"&gt;POM pomegranate juice&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pomwonderful.com/images/Superhero2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.pomwonderful.com/images/Superhero2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me super excited as I used to drink it all the time and just stopped buying it for one reason or another, but I'm hooked again.  I heart my POM juice.  My personal favorite is POM cherry!  It doesn't have as strong of a flavor as the original but is just as tasty.  Plus, who doesn't love a healthful drink.  I highly recommend POM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I still haven't had a chance to try out my new shoes.  Last week I was under the weather, and the weekend was shot with home improvement projects.  I was totally going to run but then I ran out of time - I think we were in Home Depot longer than expected.  Friday we finish our closet project and hope to have pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is to run the next 3 days at 5AM.  Stay tuned and I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1060465367586027831?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1060465367586027831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1060465367586027831' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1060465367586027831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1060465367586027831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/pom-wonderful.html' title='POM wonderful!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6849370579476987335</id><published>2009-04-02T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:34:15.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>On the Stairwell wtih all of my Co-workers</title><content type='html'>Today was a crazy day here in Nashville weather wise.  We had thunderstorms and tornadoes in parts of the town.  When the sirens go off we have to take all of our patients and sit on the stairwell for safety.  So, together we sat for 20 minutes today.  It was interesting to say the least.  Luckily everyone was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I slept in Wednesday because after my nose bleed run Tuesday morning my symptoms just got worse.  I was really cranky all day and my throat was killing me.  If only I could scratch the inside of it.  Today it is a little better but still is scratchy.  I hadn't plan to run today because I knew I had an hour rehab session with Mark - the last one! So, I'm on my own again.  Hope to test the shoes out on Saturday but that is also house painting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6849370579476987335?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6849370579476987335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6849370579476987335' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6849370579476987335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6849370579476987335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-stairwell-wtih-all-of-my-co-workers.html' title='On the Stairwell wtih all of my Co-workers'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4120934033828039112</id><published>2009-03-31T19:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:35:03.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Running Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.holabirdsports.com/otherviews/products/043068_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 246px;" src="http://www.holabirdsports.com/otherviews/products/043068_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I was contacted via email by the New Balance store.  They offered me free shoes for advertising on my blog (see sidebar link).  Obviously I took the deal because I really needed new running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first marathon I trained and ran in New Balance and LOVED them, but then they discontinued my shoe and since then I've been bouncing around between brands.  Then I finally discovered Asics Kayano.  They have been my favorite running shoe ever, so I admit I was a little hesitate to take the deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a shoe search on Runner's World to try to figure out which New Balance shoe was the most similar to my Kayanos.  I determined that the 1223 would be a good fit, but when I went to order they didn't have my size.  I tried two others in the same category and still they didn't have my size.  I was a little annoyed but I contacted them and asked for help.  They only had one running shoe in my size  - the 1123.  They are described as a high mileage shoe for cushion, stability, and maximum motion control.  I suppose that covers them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impression is they seem heavy and the soles are super thick.  The color is nice though, and I always love that they have an N on the side of their shoes.  Tomorrow will be the treadmill test though.  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4120934033828039112?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4120934033828039112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4120934033828039112' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4120934033828039112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4120934033828039112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/running-motivation.html' title='Running Motivation'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6669663074313689573</id><published>2009-03-31T07:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:01:29.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Snooze</title><content type='html'>5am came way too early this morning.  The alarm went off and I wanted to sit the snooze button, but I didn't.  I knew I just needed to keep going forward.  So, I got ready and made it to the gym.  I felt like I was running slow, and that I could go faster but my energy this morning was low.  I felt dehydrated, but I think that was from my allergy pills that I was all dried out.  I wanted to do 2 miles but just made it 20 minutes running/walking and then the nose bleed came - thanks Zyrtex!  After that passed I did some upper body weights and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning while running I listened to the new &lt;a href="http://www.acnewman.net/"&gt;A.C. Newman&lt;/a&gt; album.  I really enjoyed the mellow tunes.  We actually saw him in concert a couple of weeks ago.  It was a small and intimate performance, but it was great.  The fiddle player was amazing.  My favorite song is Change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must take off for work, but one funny incident before I go.  Yesterday, I was walking the dogs and a bird pooped on me.  Luckily only on my fleece that went immediately to the washing machine.  Tom says it means good luck - I think it was completely disgusting and I could do without luck in that form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6669663074313689573?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6669663074313689573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6669663074313689573' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6669663074313689573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6669663074313689573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/snooze.html' title='Snooze'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6980847260302406893</id><published>2009-03-30T07:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:48:21.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Miracles Do Happen</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5 am and went to the gym.  I only ran 1.8 miles and it felt like I was going to die.  Okay, it wasn't that bad but I was slower than ever.  Well, looking forward to tomorrow's run - it can only get better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6980847260302406893?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6980847260302406893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6980847260302406893' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6980847260302406893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6980847260302406893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles Do Happen'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5376908767498124257</id><published>2009-03-29T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:37:55.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>Unpacked</title><content type='html'>So, I unpacked our last box today!  The place is still a mess and there is a lot of work to be done.  Hope to post some pictures of what we've done so far, but it is nice to be free of boxes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow 5K training schedule starts - the hope is just to be consistent with running again.  If it happens that means miracles do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5376908767498124257?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5376908767498124257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5376908767498124257' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5376908767498124257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5376908767498124257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/unpacked.html' title='Unpacked'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-315063936821191852</id><published>2009-03-28T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:20:36.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive.</title><content type='html'>So, I said I was back, but then I disappeared again!  Our laptop died this week, but we got it fixed today at Best Buy.  Apparently my alarm clock was broken all week as well.  I didn't get one run in.  I would like to blame Mother Nature because ever since day lights saving time it is too dark for me to run in the AM.  Yes, I'm 31 and I'm scared of the dark.  I did sign up for the free gym at work and will be there first thing Monday morning.  I just might make it into the double digits for the month - so sad.  I did find a pilates studio to go to.  Its not as great as my favorite pilates studio in Chicago, but it was good to get back on the reformer.  Tomorrow I run or so I hope - stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-315063936821191852?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/315063936821191852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=315063936821191852' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/315063936821191852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/315063936821191852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6911399498728846409</id><published>2009-03-22T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T09:38:58.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>Hello, Blog world!  What a lazy week I have had!  Last Sunday I didn't return to Nashville until midnight.  Monday was my birthday so I took the day off.  I went and got a pedicure and Tom bought me cupcakes and flowers which was nice.  The rest of the week was rather boring, but I was so exhausted from the six weeks of late night studying - honestly am to old for that!  I finally feel relaxed and stress free!  Seriously, I won't be going back to school anytime soon or ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, ever since vacation my running has been almost obsolete - between the move and studying there was just no time for anything.  Tomorrow though I get back on track.  I'm going to use one of Higdon's 5K plans to prepare for the Memorial Day Race - what can I say but I need structure.  I have also found a pilates studio so I can return to my favorite exercise routine this later this week.  And, Tom and I are finally starting to put the house together!  So needless to say this winter has been crazy, but I'm so happy Spring is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running! And, I can't wait to read what you have all been up too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6911399498728846409?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6911399498728846409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6911399498728846409' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6911399498728846409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6911399498728846409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3402492786745382373</id><published>2009-03-14T21:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:20:59.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I PASSED!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm still in Phoenix, but I took my test today and I PASSED!  All the stress in my life is gone.  I feel free, and considering 6 of the 8 years since I graduated I college I've spent back in school I'm can say I'm definitely not going back anytime soon.  Time to get back to running, working on the house, and reading blogs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3402492786745382373?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3402492786745382373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3402492786745382373' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3402492786745382373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3402492786745382373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED!!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5865631487950310687</id><published>2009-03-12T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:33:21.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Off To Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm packed and ready to go west.  I have the rest of today and tomorrow to study.  The test is Saturday and Sunday depending on the exact schedule.  I'm feeling okay about the test, but still nervous.  I'll just be happy when it is done and I can focus on the house and running once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back reading blogs next week - YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5865631487950310687?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5865631487950310687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5865631487950310687' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5865631487950310687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5865631487950310687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-to-phoenix.html' title='Off To Phoenix'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8063354138808154420</id><published>2009-03-04T06:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:45:35.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Out of the Blogsphere unitl 3/16/09</title><content type='html'>These days my life is very boring.  Wake up, shower, study, go to work, practice on my co-workers for my practical, come home, eat, study, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I'm stressed and feel like I have no time to do anything but study.  This test feels bigger than my boards as it covers 3 years of material and includes a piratical.  I feel lazy for not running and hope to run this weekend for my sanity, but until then I must stay off the computer and continue to cram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!  Look forward to catching up when I'm stress free soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8063354138808154420?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8063354138808154420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8063354138808154420' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8063354138808154420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8063354138808154420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-blogshpere.html' title='Out of the Blogsphere unitl 3/16/09'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6508262341282379089</id><published>2009-03-01T06:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:47:45.520-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>ROAR</title><content type='html'>March has officially entered like a lion!  We finally have snow here in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaqDKhYeSVI/AAAAAAAAArg/3rxpy8Sy46U/s1600-h/Nashville+Snow+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaqDKhYeSVI/AAAAAAAAArg/3rxpy8Sy46U/s200/Nashville+Snow+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199327592499538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaqDDAEfkNI/AAAAAAAAArY/BT-xoH7u5f4/s1600-h/Nashville+Snow+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaqDDAEfkNI/AAAAAAAAArY/BT-xoH7u5f4/s200/Nashville+Snow+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308199198391242962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a dusting, but it is better than nothing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I can't believe Feb is over.  This month has gone by so fast!  We are still unpacking, and I still have two more weeks of intense studying.  I'm not trying to make excuses foe my most pathetic mileage month ever, but at least I have a lot of room for improvement!  Here's hoping to a more consistent March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6508262341282379089?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6508262341282379089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6508262341282379089' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6508262341282379089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6508262341282379089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/03/roar.html' title='ROAR'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaqDKhYeSVI/AAAAAAAAArg/3rxpy8Sy46U/s72-c/Nashville+Snow+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7692620534992581057</id><published>2009-02-28T08:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:22:49.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go Away</title><content type='html'>I was hoping to get a run in this morning before my hair cut, but it is not looking good.  I actually LOVE running in the rain, but it is more like a down pour out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7692620534992581057?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7692620534992581057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7692620534992581057' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7692620534992581057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7692620534992581057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go Away'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3906533105653876310</id><published>2009-02-25T16:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:23:13.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Vegan for Lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm barely treading water.  I'm studying like I was in college, but yet trying to work full time. I must admit I can't quite stay up till 2am anymore.  I'm just keeping my fingers crossed it all works out and I pass.  Two and half weeks before D-Day, and then I'll catch up on all your blogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I had a feast at work for Fat Tuesday, and today I turn vegan for Lent.  I was raised Catholic, but no longer pratice yet some things are hard not to particpate in - like giving things up for Lent.  I don't think it is going to be a difficult change, but we'll see.  I'll be using my two favorite vegan blogs for inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://veganyumyum.com/"&gt;Vegan Yum Yum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.fatfreevegan.com/"&gt;Fat Free Vegan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the workout front - I did weights yesterday and ran 1 mile on the treadmill.  Hope to do the same tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3906533105653876310?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3906533105653876310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3906533105653876310' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3906533105653876310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3906533105653876310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/vegan-for-lent.html' title='Vegan for Lent'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4214535012831854847</id><published>2009-02-22T14:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:22:47.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>One Month Ago..</title><content type='html'>I was in paradise.  I had no worries or cares.  I sat at the beach and enjoyed the peacefulness.  Here are some of my favorite pictures from St. Marten.  Enjoy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGyp3iQGNI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Q7LcX_mSwuc/s1600-h/St.+Martin+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGyp3iQGNI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Q7LcX_mSwuc/s200/St.+Martin+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305718268371146962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGy-x3TmmI/AAAAAAAAArI/lf_IRggejgg/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGy-x3TmmI/AAAAAAAAArI/lf_IRggejgg/s200/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305718627626097250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGzGJieg3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/6xeP9E-Jvp0/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGzGJieg3I/AAAAAAAAArQ/6xeP9E-Jvp0/s200/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305718754240267122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGy1qVgC5I/AAAAAAAAArA/MXwilrMEU1I/s1600-h/St.+Martin+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGy1qVgC5I/AAAAAAAAArA/MXwilrMEU1I/s200/St.+Martin+159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305718470986435474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I didn't really run this week.  I let my stress get the best of me, but this morning I forced my way out the door.  It was hard getting out there as I hadn't run in a week, but I ran 3.1 miles slow and steady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with the house are starting to come together and I have a plan for studying so I hope that as things settle down I get out the door in the morning and get in some good runs.  I've also pondered some future fun races to do and I have decided it is going to be the year of the holiday races.  See my sidebar for my tentative schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div id="greasedLightboxOverlay"&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightbox"&gt;&lt;img id="greasedLightboxImage" /&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxCaption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxMenu"&gt;&lt;a title="Update available (v0.18)" href="http://shiftingpixel.com/lightbox/" id="greasedLightboxTitleLink"&gt;Greased Lightbox - Update available (v0.18)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxButtons"&gt;&lt;a title="Next image (right arrow key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonRight"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Previous image (left arrow key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonLeft"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Magnify image (+ key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonPlus"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Shrink image (- key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonMinus"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Start/stop slideshow" id="greasedLightboxButtonSlide"&gt;↻&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxLoading"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4214535012831854847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4214535012831854847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-month-ago.html' title='One Month Ago..'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SaGyp3iQGNI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Q7LcX_mSwuc/s72-c/St.+Martin+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7877512262395696559</id><published>2009-02-19T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:39:55.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>Life has been hectic since vacation.  Between the move, visitors, work projects, and my exam in three weeks I'm completely stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My upcoming exam is going to be harder than my boards I took eight years ago.  I'm stressed because I have so much information to study I have no idea how I will get through it all in the next three weeks.  Plus, I have the practical portion which is stressful because you have no clue what you are going to pull out of the hat.  Plus, you have to treat your professors which is different than treating you patients! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been exhausted and stressed and haven't ran.  I need to run so I don't stress out.  I need to make a list of things we need to do in the house because unpacking was put on hold last week with my dad's visit and my need to study.  Now my sister wants to visit in two weeks and the house is a mess!  I want to see her and the kids but I need to time to clean, study, breathe, run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might absent the next three weeks but I'm definitely going to try to run while studying.  The boxes will have to wait till after the test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7877512262395696559?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7877512262395696559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7877512262395696559' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7877512262395696559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7877512262395696559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2667374387240627573</id><published>2009-02-15T08:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:41:19.557-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>FANGtastic 5K</title><content type='html'>Well, if you have been paying attention to my running log at the side you know I haven't been running much since being back from vacation since I've been focused on the new house.  So, I went into this race with low expectations and two simple goals: 1.  Run the whole race, 2.  Have my splits be under 11 minutes/mile.  I'm happy to report I accomplished both goals! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was sponsored by the &lt;a href="http://predators.nhl.com/team/app/?service=page&amp;amp;page=NHLPage&amp;amp;id=9450"&gt;Nashville Predators&lt;/a&gt; and so it started and ended at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sommet&lt;/span&gt; Center.  Yet, that was all I knew about course so I was worried about what kind of hills I would have to face as doing hills is a new thing for me this year.  There were only two gradual hills and I conquered them by running slow and steady.   The first hill came up quickly.  We ran down Broadway and then ran up 1st Ave.  It was fairly steep, but my confidence increased when I made it to the top and I felt good.  It then leveled off and I hit the one mile marker.  We then hit the second gradual hill, which I considered taking a walk break at the top but it was then I saw the two mile marker and I took some deep breathes and just kept going.  I skipped the water station and headed to the finish.  At the end of the race I felt like I could have ran further, which means I could have ran harder.  Yet, I'm not disappointed with my 33:29 finish.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;average&lt;/span&gt; was under 11 minutes and that was all I could really hope for considering I wasn't prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all I enjoyed running the race, but it was rather uneventful.  There was one announcement 10 minutes before the race to line up.  Then the Predators mascot stood up and waved to everyone that it was time to start and a gun shot - no announcements, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anthem&lt;/span&gt;, no nothing.  The race had a little over 2,000 runners, and no one really cheering.  The highlight of the race was getting a free ticket to a Predators game.  So, even though I thought it was fun - I probably wouldn't run it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we used our free tickets and saw the Predators beat the Boston Bruins.  We ended up sitting in Cell Block 303, which apparently is where all the rowdy fans sit.  It was Tom's first hockey game ever, and my first hockey game since high school.  It was a fun time, but a rather uneventful game - not a lot of action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Preds&lt;/span&gt; where going to have it wrapped up quickly as it was 2 to 1 for quite some time, but then Boston tied it up at the end of the 3rd period.  So, there was a shoot out and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Preds&lt;/span&gt; scored 2 to Boston's one goal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey has changed in the last 14 years though.  One thing I don't remember at hockey games when I lived in St. Louis was cheerleaders.  They danced around between periods and was in the stands during the game.  They also had girls come out with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zamboni&lt;/span&gt; machines and skate around which seemed a little silly.   Also, the fans were much more intense than I remembered!  Lots of hostility towards the other team and other fans.  The Predators fans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;routinely&lt;/span&gt; yell "you suck" in chats to other team.  So, it was a good experience, but one I won't be rushing back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I will be finally be posting house and vacation pictures this coming week as we finally unpacked our cameras!!  Plus, I'll be picking my next running event shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running and hope everyone had a great Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2667374387240627573?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2667374387240627573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2667374387240627573' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2667374387240627573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2667374387240627573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/fangtastic-5k.html' title='FANGtastic 5K'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-11266763260890964</id><published>2009-02-11T17:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:02:40.909-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Its all in the gluts</title><content type='html'>Today, I worked out with Mark one of the athletic trainers that I work with.  He is trying to help me rehab all of my old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;injured&lt;/span&gt; that were never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rehabbed&lt;/span&gt; correctly.  And, what it basically comes down to is that I need to strengthen my gluts.  They are weak, weak, weak.  I admit I hate to strengthen but I know it is going to help me, so I hope to stick with the program and get my core strong and be back to running a little faster again because if I run any slower on these hills I might as well be walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I hope to run in the AM, and then Friday I'm going to rest because Saturday is race day.  It is only a 5K but honestly it is just for fun as neither Tom or I have been running a lot since vacation and/or the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-11266763260890964?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/11266763260890964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=11266763260890964' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/11266763260890964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/11266763260890964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-all-in-gluts.html' title='Its all in the gluts'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5601920190874228810</id><published>2009-02-09T13:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:26:06.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk to work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>On my feet again</title><content type='html'>So, I didn't run Friday.  When I finally got off work I had too many things to do and figured out too many excuses not to run.  But, I did run on Saturday.  Let's just say I live in a hilly town - I thought I was going to die.  When I was on the East side I always ran in the park which was flat!  One day I will conquer all the hills without walking for a minute afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I took my new means of transportation to work today.  My running shoes!  Work is 1.8 miles which all and all is not bad.  Plus, it helps keep Tom and I a one car family. I won't be counting those miles towards my running goal, but I will be keeping track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5601920190874228810?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5601920190874228810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5601920190874228810' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5601920190874228810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5601920190874228810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-feet-again.html' title='On my feet again'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8667967889016007786</id><published>2009-02-05T19:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:10:21.848-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Happyily Ever After</title><content type='html'>I finished the Twilight series last night.  I still love Book 3 the best but I really enjoyed all of them.  Now, I can offically focus on studying for my exam in 5 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also worked out today!!! The first time since before vacation.  And, tomorrow I am actually going to run!  Hooray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8667967889016007786?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8667967889016007786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8667967889016007786' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8667967889016007786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8667967889016007786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/happyily-ever-after.html' title='Happyily Ever After'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-9145515398988773662</id><published>2009-02-02T07:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:27:15.543-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Exhausted and Buried</title><content type='html'>Our movers came bright and early Saturday morning, but weren't done unloading the truck till 4 pm!  Luckily one of my co-workers brought us dinner and saved us from starvation.  Unpacking is going well - just slow!  I feel like we our buried underneath many boxes!  And, I'm afraid it might be months before we are unburied.  Especially because I need to start my massive study program for my certification test today!  Six weeks of hard core studying and I hope it will be enough to pass with flying colors or even just pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I only did 20 miles in Jan.  I was off to a great start, but between vacation and the move it went down the drain.  I am also thinking that the half marathon is out of the question just with all the house projects and studying I don't think I could give training my best effort.  So, I'm going to focus on some small fun runs.  The first one is just around the corner so I better get those running shoes back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will have to be with tissues in the pocket though - I have a nasty cold from going from 85 to 30 degrees.  I don't expect sympathy from anyone but it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running and I promise to start reading everyone's blogs again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-9145515398988773662?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/9145515398988773662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=9145515398988773662' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/9145515398988773662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/9145515398988773662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/02/exhausted-and-buried.html' title='Exhausted and Buried'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-8350837124439305537</id><published>2009-01-28T17:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:38:24.953-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Its Offical</title><content type='html'>I'M BROKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I had a great vacation and I'm now a home owner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back late last night after a wonderful week of relaxation!   The island was great (not as great as St. John), but there was a lot to do.  We snorkeled, hiked, played on the beach, ate a lot of great food, and rested.  But, I did not run, blog or study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we closed on our house and move in Sat.  So, needless to say between laundry and packing up the house I have my hands full.  I'm happy to report I'm almost done packing up, which is good because I return to work tomorrow.  And, then moving day will be here before I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to catching up on everyone's blogs sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-8350837124439305537?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/8350837124439305537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=8350837124439305537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8350837124439305537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/8350837124439305537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-offical.html' title='Its Offical'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7863549438818369489</id><published>2009-01-20T21:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:12:57.729-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Out of the Office</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm packed and ready to go.  Now I just have to try to pack up Tom's stuff as he is still at work!  I don't know if I'll have internet access while I'm at the beach so I'll catch up with everyone in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7863549438818369489?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7863549438818369489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7863549438818369489' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7863549438818369489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7863549438818369489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-office.html' title='Out of the Office'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-5738028777346609755</id><published>2009-01-19T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:29:57.367-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>What to pack.</title><content type='html'>So, I really would like to run while on vacation, but I don't know if that is realistic.  There is so much I want to do, and don't know if there will be time for a run.  Sure I could get up early to run, but I really just want to take the opportunity to rest and relax and sleep in.  I'm going to take at least 3 running outfits - maybe more and just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;The other debate is do I bring my notes to study while on the plane.  I was thinking that I should as my big test is only about 6 weeks away, but realistically I just don't see myself studying.  Is that bad?  I really need to pass this test and it is probably going to be harder than my boards!  Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, one day of work left - can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow let the changes begin!!  Go Obama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-5738028777346609755?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/5738028777346609755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=5738028777346609755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5738028777346609755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/5738028777346609755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-many-pairs-of-running-clothes-to.html' title='What to pack.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4377217328567707556</id><published>2009-01-18T14:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:53:42.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supper club'/><title type='text'>Keeping My Sanity</title><content type='html'>I really think I should be overwhelmed right now, but I am holding it together rather well.  Yesterday, we bought boxes from Uhaul and I have actually been packing today!  I also got out our suitcases to start packing for vacation.  I hope by Tuesday night most of the house is packed and ready to go because when we get back there won't be much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran with the running group again.  It was great.  I ran with two other girls from Vandy, and they are defintely people I could see myself becoming good friends with - YAY!!!  We ran 4.5 miles at a slow but steady pace.  I continue to lean towards signing up for the 1/2 marathon, but we'll see how the next two weeks go.  I'm defintely packing running gear and shoes.  I would like to try to run 30 minutes at least every other day as I do have that 5K in about a month, but we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also hosting supper club tonight amongst all of our boxes - so I must go clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4377217328567707556?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4377217328567707556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4377217328567707556' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4377217328567707556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4377217328567707556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/keeping-my-sanity.html' title='Keeping My Sanity'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6240991732910612817</id><published>2009-01-15T20:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:06:11.523-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>To start packing!  This weekend I hope to have the whole house packed up because we leave on Wednesday for the Caribbean!  The day after we come back we close and then move in 3 days.  Life is going to be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to use all the boxes we saved from Christmas tonight so Saturday we can go to the Uhaul store and buy the rest of our boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it is so close.  The next two weeks are going to be great!  A week of sunshine and then our house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I ran today!!!!!  I was slow but it was nice to run.  I hope to have a long run on Saturday and then run with the group on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, does anyone else you the log your run gadget?  I don't know what happened to my gadget!  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6240991732910612817?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6240991732910612817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6240991732910612817' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6240991732910612817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6240991732910612817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-931746839522721355</id><published>2009-01-14T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:38:58.093-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>2 miles but not running</title><content type='html'>I always had a hard time running the week I get back from class.  I'm behind of weekend chores - laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning etc.  Tom usually is able to do the grocery shopping and cleaning, but he had friends in from out of town and has been working like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of getting up early for the gym I've been sleeping in and trying to catch up on life.  I usually have about 30 minutes I can work out at lunch but usually do weights.  The last two days I have walked at a 8% incline and did some weights - I don't run mostly because I get really sweaty when I run and don't have the opportunity to take a long shower.  I figure it is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be caught up with laundry tonight and will be back as the gym tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-931746839522721355?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/931746839522721355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=931746839522721355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/931746839522721355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/931746839522721355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-miles-but-not-running.html' title='2 miles but not running'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4309604424575331416</id><published>2009-01-11T22:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:18:22.059-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>12 INCHES!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I made it back from Chicago!  While I was there it snowed 12 inches.  As much as I love Chicago I'm kind of glad I don't live there anymore because that was way too much snow and the weatherman was reporting how all this week it will be below 0 there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also passed my test!!  One more class to go and I'm home free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week should be uneventful so I hope to get back to my running.  I also think I came up with a reasonable mileage goal for the year.  I would like to run 520 miles.  That is 20 more than last year and 10 miles a week which is more than reasonable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks for all the support during my last post - I feel better, but I really just hope that these next three weeks are peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4309604424575331416?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4309604424575331416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4309604424575331416' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4309604424575331416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4309604424575331416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-inches.html' title='12 INCHES!!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6185831031413628370</id><published>2009-01-08T14:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:07:41.814-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>I hate confrontation</title><content type='html'>Today has been a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was going along nice and smooth, but then this morning things went to hell.  I'm probably being somewhat dramatic, but I hate confrontation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our landlord had emailed us about coming into the house to do something.  I requested that he come after 6:30 so I could secure our dogs.  He got angry and said that I just need to trust him and that I'm being ridiculous.  I would be devastated if anything happened to my dogs- they are my kids.  Yet, he doesn't think my concerns are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;valid&lt;/span&gt; so he is just going to do it anyway.  Now we are fighting over the terms of the lease with threats by him to sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotten out of hand, and all because I wanted my hounds to be secured!  I'm sick to my stomach thinking about being sued, losing Scooter when he comes in to move a fridge.  We only have 3.5 more weeks and I just want to move out without incident.  Is this too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I haven't studied as much as I should nor run.  Hope to make it to the 31st in one piece.  Hope to catch up after Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6185831031413628370?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6185831031413628370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6185831031413628370' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6185831031413628370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6185831031413628370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-confrontation.html' title='I hate confrontation'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-1238167553795558796</id><published>2009-01-04T20:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:22:29.504-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Am I Training?</title><content type='html'>Today I went running with my neighborhood running group.  Mark, the leader of the group, is preparing the group for the &lt;a href="http://www.cmmarathon.com/home.html"&gt;Country Music Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt;.  So, am I training for the 1/2 marathon?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went running with them today because I like having people to run with.  I ran with some girls who were doing the beginner training run.  We ran an easy 4 miles, and I had great time.  I will continue to run with them on the Sundays I'm in town because I'm still trying to find friends here in Nashville after moving this past April.  So, I might as well train then, right?  Honestly, I don't want to commit just yet because this month will be crazy and I don't know how running will go in my new neighborhood, but I'll let you know in Feb. or March if I decide to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have signed up for a 5k though.  I'm running the &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/page/Event_Details.htm?event_id=1658932&amp;amp;assetId=0dbbc122-4545-41e0-9eb7-b4c755f5b704"&gt;Predators Fangtastic 5K.&lt;/a&gt;  Tom will be running with me, and we get a free hockey ticket with our entry.  I'm not a huge hockey fan, but I thought it would be a fun race to do at least once.  Plus I volunteered to be a part of &lt;a href="http://shirtthatraces.blogspot.com/"&gt;the shirt that races &lt;/a&gt;and needed a race to run in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-1238167553795558796?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/1238167553795558796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=1238167553795558796' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1238167553795558796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/1238167553795558796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-training.html' title='Am I Training?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2936330399152860287</id><published>2009-01-03T16:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:44:00.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New Blog Flair</title><content type='html'>I've added some new widgets to my blog to help me keep track of some of my passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two years I've been using the running log on Runner's World, but I really liked the Log Your Run widgets I saw on other people's blogs, and therefore I switched logs. As you can I got my first run of the year done. It was uneventful, but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister invited me to join&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/1782478"&gt; Good Reads&lt;/a&gt;. I've always enjoyed reading, but considering I've spend six of the last eight years I've been out of college back in school I haven't had a lot of time to read for fun. This year I hope that will all change with finishing my program in March. Friday after work I waited for Tom to pick me up at Starbucks and finished reading New Moon.  The rest of this upcoming week I'll be studying, but then I'll start the third book in the vampire series.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV-KhwuugkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MOEmq8yeJfA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV-KhwuugkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MOEmq8yeJfA/s200/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096800177455682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I joined&lt;a href="http://www.foodbuzz.com/"&gt; foodbuzz&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll be honest I don't know all the ins and outs of it yet because I just joined.  But, there is definitely an inner foodie in me that with more free time this year I hope to discover.  Yet, with vacation and the big move around the corner this month we will be focusing on eating our way out the kitchen.  We started the process on New Year's Day by making Vegetarian Shepherd's Pie using the left over lentils we had. Typically I love this recipe, but I didn't cook the lentils quite right this time around and I should have had bigger potatoes!  Never the less it left an empty space in the cupboard!  More food to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV-KZbr4nmI/AAAAAAAAAps/Fbcg5zgW-t8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV-KZbr4nmI/AAAAAAAAAps/Fbcg5zgW-t8/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096657089437282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Veggie Shepard's Pie from Dawn Jackson Blanter's Cooking Class at The Chopping Block:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Boil two large potatoes until tender&lt;br /&gt;2.  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Broil uncovered 10 minutes until potatoes are browned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;div id="greasedLightboxOverlay"&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightbox"&gt;&lt;img src="" id="greasedLightboxImage" /&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxCaption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxMenu"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shiftingpixel.com/lightbox/" id="greasedLightboxTitleLink"&gt;Greased Lightbox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxButtons"&gt;&lt;a title="Next image (right arrow key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonRight"&gt;→&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Previous image (left arrow key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonLeft"&gt;←&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Magnify image (+ key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonPlus"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Shrink image (- key)" id="greasedLightboxButtonMinus"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Start/stop slideshow" id="greasedLightboxButtonSlide"&gt;↻&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="greasedLightboxLoading"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>2009: The Year of No Expectations</title><content type='html'>Good morning! And, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  It is hard to believe that 2008 is over.  This year was kind of blur with our big move to the South.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I spent time looking back through my blog.  I began the year with &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2007/12/success.html"&gt;seven races planed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/01/600-vegetable-of-week.html"&gt;a 600 mile goal, and a plan to cook a different kind of vegetable every week&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the year running consistently and confident that it was going to be a great race year after not running much in 2007 due to wedding planning &amp;amp; being burnt out from the 2006 marathon.  The &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/03/five-years-of-shuffling.html"&gt;Shamrock Shuffle&lt;/a&gt; was my first race of the year and I got an 8K PR.    Yet, shortly after the race I canceled the rest of my schedule because Tom announced he got a job in Nashville, and we had to move in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the move, having to find a new job, and starting over in a new city the other two goals went out the window.  I love to cook, but my vegetable adventure lost my interest.  Our rental house has a horrible kitchen and cooking became a chore and not fun anymore.  Trying to make it fun again I decided to start cooking my way through my cookbooks.  I cooked my way through &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/07/very-vegetarian-i-know-raves-about.html"&gt;Simple Suppers&lt;/a&gt;, and am now working my way through &lt;a href="http://www.robinrobertson.com/Quick_Fix.htm"&gt;Quick Fix Vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mileage decreased when I started my new job in May.  I had a new schedule, which allowed me to run in the morning.  Yet, Tom didn't feel comfortable with me running outside by myself so early in the morning, and I tried to run at lunch time at work but really just didn't have enough time to run in between my patients.  So, after three months of not running that much we joined the gym.  In August I started to slowly get back into a running routine.  I even decided to sign up and run my first Nashville race - &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/11/boulevard-bolt.html"&gt;The Boulevard Bolt&lt;/a&gt;.  I didn't run at a fast pace, but it was one of my favorite races ever!   Even though I was back into running it became obvious in Nov. that 600 miles was way out of my reach.  So, I revised my goal &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to 500, which I accomplished with one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to spare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite not being a great running/racing year, 2008 has been a fabulous year.  &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/03/spinach-pie-for-my-30th.html"&gt;I turned 30&lt;/a&gt;!  We &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-southern-edition-of-pbv.html"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt; to a wonderful city.  After eight years of being a PT I have finally landed &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/05/orientation-coma.html"&gt;my dream job&lt;/a&gt;!  Scooter got&lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/09/expecting.html"&gt; a brother&lt;/a&gt;, who everyone loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV0ZXPUjQ7I/AAAAAAAAApM/y2zANlt7PXI/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV0ZXPUjQ7I/AAAAAAAAApM/y2zANlt7PXI/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286409424643244978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And, we bought &lt;a href="http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/game-over.html"&gt;a house&lt;/a&gt; that we move into at the end of this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.kw.com/listings/4/2/3/4232151/1219894470356_DSC_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 354px;" src="http://images.kw.com/listings/4/2/3/4232151/1219894470356_DSC_0221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have no complaints other than the year has gone by way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are my plans for 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As, I have previously mentioned the first 75 days of this year are going to be packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next weekend I go to Chicago for class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vacation to the Caribbean for a week the middle of Jan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Close on the house and move&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valentine's Day Race + my dad is visiting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Phoenix for my last class and hopefully pass my test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn 31&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; That being said I have no big race plans, no goals, no resolutions for 2009.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7229742692751199493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7229742692751199493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-year-of-no-expectations.html' title='2009: The Year of No Expectations'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDFY3hKLCcg/SV0ZXPUjQ7I/AAAAAAAAApM/y2zANlt7PXI/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-6648522275639735074</id><published>2008-12-30T13:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:29:43.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Mission accomplished!</title><content type='html'>After a lunch time run I have hit my target with a little mileage to spare.  Total for 2008 500.4 miles.  It is not very impressive, but running is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not my focus this year with school and the big move to the south.  I'm happy I made it to my revised goal of 500, and I'm looking forward to a change of pace in 2009.  Details to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! and I'll see you on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-6648522275639735074?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/6648522275639735074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=6648522275639735074' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6648522275639735074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/6648522275639735074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission accomplished!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-4223293896593765339</id><published>2008-12-29T06:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T06:45:33.800-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>All Good Things Must Come to an End</title><content type='html'>After 5 days off it is back to work.  I was going to run this morning, but I just couldn't get out of bed.  I plan to run at lunch time though, and therefore getting closer to my goal.  Three days and less than 9 miles!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-4223293896593765339?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/4223293896593765339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=4223293896593765339' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4223293896593765339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/4223293896593765339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All Good Things Must Come to an End'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3621432632097793829</id><published>2008-12-27T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:23:03.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Christmas Reflection</title><content type='html'>Christmas was rather uneventful this year.  Tom had to work Christmas Eve and the day after Christmas, which is funny because it is usually me that is always working those days.  I enjoyed relaxing, catching up on daytime women - Martha, Oprah, and Ellen - and watching more HGTV than necessary.  I also did a lot of studying.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning Tom and I opened all of our shipped boxes.  There really weren't any surprises, but I still loved everything we got.  Snorkel gear for our trip, slippers, a backpack for when I start walking to work, new hypoallergenic pillows for the bed, and small little trinkets.  We then cooked the Tofurkey feast we got from my work and it was yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;As far as the garmin goes - I never ordered it.  I'm having second thoughts - more to come in my end of the year review next week.&lt;br /&gt;My mileage continues to slowly creep up.  I have 10.1 miles to go.  Tomorrow I hope to run 4.1, and then go from there.  I think I will make it though.  Today I had a good run and  am feeling more positive about running each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend and Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3621432632097793829?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3621432632097793829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3621432632097793829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3621432632097793829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3621432632097793829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-reflection.html' title='Christmas Reflection'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-3675990840353057989</id><published>2008-12-24T07:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:09:53.414-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>By the Numbers</title><content type='html'>20: The number of hours I worked the last two days&lt;br /&gt;5: The number of days I have off in a row.  Most ever during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;2: The number of pts I almost killed yesterday because they were text messaging while I was trying to do their evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;4: the minimum number of hours I need to spend every day that I'm off studying&lt;br /&gt;1: the number of days I over eat at work - yesterday was our pot luck and everything was so good.&lt;br /&gt;60: the number of minutes I'll spend running today to burn off all the junk I ate.&lt;br /&gt;17.8: Number of miles to my goal&lt;br /&gt;8: the number of days I have to reach my goal&lt;br /&gt;27: the number of days till I'm sitting on the beach&lt;br /&gt;38: the number of days till I move&lt;br /&gt;17: hours till x-mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-3675990840353057989?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/3675990840353057989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=3675990840353057989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3675990840353057989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/3675990840353057989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/by-numbers.html' title='By the Numbers'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-7586664103938739631</id><published>2008-12-22T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:44:26.177-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Steak &amp; Tofurkey all in the same day!</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of treating one of Nashville's VIPs.  After getting over who my patient was - it only took about five minutes - I treated the patient the same as anyone else.  Luckily the patient got well and in gratitude the patient gave me a gift certificate to Morton's Steakhouse.  Obviously I don't market that I'm a vegetarian! The patient also wrote me a thank you and honestly that is all I needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day Vanderbilt was giving every employee a turkey!  Normally this doesn't excite me, but they had tofurkey for their vegetarian employees.  At last someone thinks of the vegetarians!  I LOVE working for Vanderbilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as running goes as long as I run 1.9 miles every day between now and the end of the year I will make my goal.  I think I can get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-7586664103938739631?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/7586664103938739631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=7586664103938739631' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7586664103938739631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/7586664103938739631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/steak-tofurkey-all-in-same-day.html' title='Steak &amp; Tofurkey all in the same day!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-226329630512504534</id><published>2008-12-19T12:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:58:59.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>71</title><content type='html'>I just ran an errand during my lunch hour and it is 71 degrees!!!!&lt;br /&gt;If, this is winter in Nashvegas - I'm settling down here forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-226329630512504534?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/226329630512504534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=226329630512504534' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/226329630512504534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/226329630512504534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/71.html' title='71'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25257163.post-2130240821324859568</id><published>2008-12-17T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:01:24.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Too Many Cookies!</title><content type='html'>I work in healthcare so all of our patients are bringing us cookies!  They are surrounding me at work.  I made a commitment after eating 3 pieces of fudge that unless I brought it to work with me I wasn't going to eat it because once I start I can't stop.  The last two days I've been good &amp;amp; avoided all the yummy looking cookies at work!  But, then today I came home to find a big box filled of cookies and treats from Tom's dad.  As much as I appreciate the though don't these people know I'm going to the beach in Jan.!  Oh well - more incentive to run to get to 500, which by the way I'm doing okay.  This week has been rough but with some double workouts last week and some more coming up this week and next week I think I'll make it to 500!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news - we locked in our mortgage rate today!  4.625!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas to myself hasn't arrived yet, but hope to have it by the end of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25257163-2130240821324859568?l=nicoleruns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/feeds/2130240821324859568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25257163&amp;postID=2130240821324859568' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2130240821324859568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25257163/posts/default/2130240821324859568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicoleruns.blogspot.com/2008/12/too-many-cookies.html' title='Too Many Cookies!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
