That’s why I’m posting, even though I have a handful of smart-sounding topics started that I don’t feel motivated enough to finish right now. So this will be one of them pot-pourri posts, although it won’t smell nearly as sweet as the real stuff. Here goes.
The Boy. Is a chatterbox. Someone flipped the on switch with talking in this household. It’s amazing to see how quickly they learn once they have a little momentum and desire. Also, the air mattress is working fine and nice to have the alternative when he gets too fidgity in our bed. He’s pretty good with identifying most of the letters of the alphabet too, even without prompting. We were doing a nice stroller stroll in the neighborhood and all the sudden I hear “O!!!” Then “N!!!” I look around and see the “No Outlet” sign nearby. Here’s a picture of the big guy from yesterday’s photographic efforts:
Watching a balloon float away while "mowing" the wood chips.
I love that shirt. Every toddler should have a John Deere tractor t-shirt, even girl toddlers. Especially girl toddlers.
Anyway, a quick note about Remy’s personality characteristics. He’s pretty good-natured kid. He loves his vegetables and he doesn’t get locked in to anything too often (except nursing time with Mommy) and distracts fairly easily so that crying spells last only short periods of time. He’s bossy though. He won’t hesitate to tell you what you ought to do– particularly if you’ve gone and put something where it doesn’t go. Earlier today, he gave our neighbor a tongue lashing with a double armed point when she only rolled her trashcan out for pick up and not the “bue” recycle bin. He doesn’t yet comprehend the concept of bi-weekly pick up. Cabinets and doors must be shut, vehicles must be parked where they are supposed to go, and, most importantly, NEVER leave the lid on the trashcan open.
Training. Is fun. Swimming is down to once per week for now, while I try and get some reasonable run and bike miles in my legs. This weekend was good with two longish rides. Longish by my current standards = 50ish to 60ish. My running still has some work that needs to happen before it feels on again. I keep remembering how well I was rolling in January and what I do now pales in comparison. Even though I never got to use that run fitness in a race, it does give me confidence that I can get it back.
Work. Is keeping me busy with workshop & webinar development plus other projects. That’s good. Still on the hunt for more clients through TM Solutions. That is a big priority right now.
Racing? Nope. Seven weeks until the next race. Four months until A races. I’ll be ready when I need to be.
Love the t-shirt. You should be a distributor… I want one.
Love the tee-shirt. Zach has a John Deere hat, but not shirt. We do have that same lawn mower. I wish that thing vacuumed as much as Zach pushes it around on our floor.
And that’s awesome that he recognizes letters. Soon you won’t be able to spell things thinking he won’t understand you!
And thanks for your comments on my blog. I am resting (well, I’m trying to) and you and Bri are right, racing should be fun. I need to stop being so self absorbed and look at the bigger picture.