BAREFOOT

I heard that it is the new trend to run marathons barefoot. Experts say that it makes you run with better ergonomics. When I could not find my other running shoe, I realized that it was in the babies room. I had just put them down for a nap and they were finally quiet. I did not want to disturb them.

So I put on some socks and ran on my treadmill for a few miles. It was totally doable on a treadmill but the next day is when I learned of the consequences of my actions. Running barefoot works a whole other set of muscles that do not get used at any other time. I could barely walk for the next few days because my calves were so sore.

DOOM AND GLOOM RESOLVED

I am in remission from "Doom and Gloom" ideation. The fellas at work cannot get to me anymore. I found the faith I was searching for. I knew I had it in me.

Last conference I listened with a keen ear for any hints of "doom and gloom". There were none. There were a lot of talks about having faith and preparing spiritually, but none eluded to economic crisis and the end of the world. There were talks on hope and that this is a choice time.

I realized the importance of having the gospel and a prophet. If you do not there is no one to look to for direction and hope. Fear is all that is left.

As I watched conference, I looked at the prophet and apostles and knew without a doubt that those men are holy and pure to the core and would not do anything to lead us astray. There are no other leaders in the world that I would trust completely. I would pack up a few belongings and walk thousands of miles if they asked me to.

IT TAKES A VILLAGE...

...to raise my children. I can handle them at home just fine. Actually we have a lot of fun. I think that I have it down, and it is totally doable. If we go anywhere except our small, "baby-proof", condo...it takes both of us plus grandma, grandpa, and sometimes even Jayson and Ashley (depending if I just worked a night shift).

A CONFESSION

I am not the best mother. I cut some corners in order to survive raising "triplets". One of my latest things that I do that is not quite kosher is...I love to give feed the babies while they are in the bath. There I said it.

The brothers need the next size up of diapers. They wake up a lot of mornings a little wet. So I put them straight into the bath...and then use the oppritunity to spoon feed them all breakfast while they are in a central location. They eat well and if it spills a little at least I don't have to change their clothing, or clean up a mess.

RUNNING IS HISTORY

How did it happen? I was running daily and then about 3 weeks ago...nothing. I kept putting it off because I was busy with other things and then got to scared to hop on the treadmill knowing it would hurt.

There are a few excuses I can come up with to make me feel better...

I was constantly busy doing house selling stuff. Paperwork, phone calls, emails...

Stress. Running would have helped but instead I chose the better part and read my scriptures in the last few weeks of sunshine instead of running.

I plateaued and it seemed like I wasn't getting any instant gratification from the miles and miles I was doing.

I started on a med. No, I rarely take medications, but I gave in and asked my MD for some help. The medication had side effects that made my abdomen hurt all the time, moderately nauseous, and drowsy. I had no motivation to do anything productive except the essentials. I felt pregnant...yuck. Once the side effects wore off or became bearable I was out of shape.

I also moved my treadmill so that my house looked desirable to potential buyers. I enjoyed running to movies but now it is not next to the TV. I tired listening to CDs but got bored fast with my selection.

All added together led to me quitting cold turkey. I plan on restarting but not today. Soon though.

"WATER"

The brothers are obsessed with putting water into cups. Last month I had to battle to keep them off the counter and out of the sink. Finally I rearranged furniture so that they could not climb up there.

Now they bring me whatever "cups" they can find and ask for a drink. No they are not thirsty. They mostly just want to sneak away and pour it out somewhere in the house.

Jackson's new favorite thing is to bring me anything that can hold an ounce of water, literally. I get megablocks, finger puppets, lids to toothpaste tubes or lotion. He prefers the smaller the better. The problems is that I need to refill it 10 times until his thirst is quenched.