I feel like I’ve been whining a lot lately and I’m starting to annoy myself.  So today I want to talk about a topic that I really can’t complain about at all.  Love. {insert deep sigh & harp chord}

8 years ago this week I walked down an aisle a “Miss” and walked out a “Mrs.”  Committing my life to my husband was one of was one of the best days of my life. Although it wasn’t without it’s fair share of wedding day snafus like not having my dress when the photographer showed up because it was accidentally locked in the house and no one had a key, our cute little candle lighters having issues with the candles during the ceremony (seriously, it was way too cute), or his father comparing me in his celebratory toast to Peggy Bundy from Married With Children (big hair – don’t ask).   It’s hard for me to reconcile that it’s been 8 years already. Honestly, I don’t feel old enough to have been married that long.


We were so young and thought we knew it all. Naivete at it’s best.

57 years earlier, my Modie and Wampie (grandma & grandpa) also made the trip down the aisle on the same day.  They are celebrating their 65th wedding anniversary this week.



Sharing a dance on our wedding day / 57th anniversary.

A love like theirs is one you don’t see every day.  After 65 years together they still ooze love for each other.  There’s still a sparkle in their eyes when  the other walks into the room.  It’s an inspiring type of love. Though they may not know it, they’re role models for how I want my marriage to be.


As fairytale(esque) as I just made their love sound, it hasn’t been without its fair share of adversity throughout the years.  See that’s the thing about life, something is always going to happen, it’s just how you choose to handle the situation that makes a difference.   What I’ve learned from Modie and Wampie is to laugh a lot, draw close to each other during the hard times, and always rely on God.

Modie (grandma) trying to figure out how to work a dustbuster on Wampie (grandfather).  It's never a dull moment with these two.

Modie (grandma) trying to figure out how to work a dustbuster on Wampie (grandpa). It’s never a dull moment with these two.  Picture circa 1980s.

One of the most surprising things I’ve learned firsthand is that marriage isn’t easy.  Disney lied…happily ever after takes hard, hard work.  But the great thing, for me at least, is that you get out of it what you put into it.  We both put in 110% an dyield a return of love that grows stronger each year.  There’s no doubt that Jody and I are two very different people (yet so similar at the same time). We don’t always agree on everything but that’s part of what makes us so great together.  He is the jelly to my peanut butter sandwich; without him, I would just be a nut.  I bring whimsy into his life and he keeps me grounded when my crazy ideas threaten to take flight.

You have to be somewhat of a nut to run a marathon but I know he'll be on the sidelines cheering.

You have to be somewhat of a nut to run a marathon but I know he’ll be on the sidelines cheering.

When I look back at the past 8 years, I get so very excited for our future.  I had no idea back then where life would take us and I have no idea now where we’ll be in another 8 years.  I’m just looking forward to enjoying the ride. (And maybe doing a bit of backseat driving along the way.)


Oh and before I forget…..(like I almost did)….. the winner of the Gymboss Interval Timer is:

gymbossgymbossCongratulations Melissa!!  Be on the lookout for an e-mail from me on how you can claim your prize – yay!!


Confessions of a Clean Eater

I think this post might be better titled ‘Confessions of a Not So Clean Eater’.  The past six weeks I have indulged a bit here and there.  Ok, I’ve indulged more than I care to think about.  It started with my anniversary weekend when I talked the hubster into sharing a bourbon glazed bread pudding.

The next day we stopped at this cute, kitschy fruit stand called the Tomato Place.  They had a bacon, avocado, tomato sandwich that I just haaaaaaaaaad to have.  All of the produce was homegrown and the wheat bread was made from scratch.  Really the only part not clean about this was the bacon but I’m sorry, you can’t have a BLT without bacon. Oh, and the fried okra.  Definitely not clean but oh so tasty!

Then my stepmom came into town and I made homemade chocolate chip cookies.  I’m proud to say that I only ate 2 of these total.  Did I mention they were made with Ghiradelli chocolate? I’m not going to lie, these were good.

I may have also had a daiquiri to celebrate the kickoff of my Marine Corps Marathon training.

The final straw was me making 3 & 1/2 dozen red velvet cupcakes for my class; it was my last class before I graduated and I was attempting to secure an A with my mad baking skills.  Of course I had to eat one….quality control anyone? (In case you’re wondering, grades posted Monday and I did get an A in that class. Was is because of the cupcakes? Who knows.)

Whew! I feel better getting that out in the open!  I know it’s really easy to fall into justification mode and I’m one of those people who can justify almost anything…It’s really bad.  Seriously, if you ever want to feel better about something, come talk to me.  An example of my justification: when I decided to eat the bourbon bread pudding, I justified it several times over by telling myself ‘it’s ok, it’s my anniversary’, ‘It’s ok, I raced in a duathlon this morning’, and finally ‘It’s ok, I need to gain some weight anyways’.  But by justifying things I’ve cheated myself out of what I love and introduced unnecessary guilt into my life.  And let me tell you, with the exception of the BLT sandwich, each time I ate the the food in those pictures I got sick to my stomach. After a year of clean eating, my body just can’t handle those foods.  Was it worth it? At the time, yes.  But the after effects of guilt and feeling sick? Nope, not all, no way Jose!

I know that most of you are reading this going, so what? You ate a few things with sugar in it – get over it.  What’s my point in spilling my not so clean secrets? There are several reasons 1.) Anytime I eat something not clean, I feel like I’m cheating on, well, myself.  2.) Nobody’s perfect and if you meet someone who seems perfect – look closer.  There are cracks and flaws there.  3.) Just because I may have had some moments of indiscretion doesn’t mean that I’ve ruined anything.

Reason #3 is one of those truths in life that applies to almost anything.  If you’re trying to lose weight, and have indulged when you shouldn’t have, don’t throw in the towel.  Just wipe your mouth off 🙂 and start over. It’s going to be ok!  So you’re training for an specific event and skipped a training run or scheduled day at the gym? Do you throw your hands up and say better luck next time? No! You get yourself back on track and finish the plan! The worst thing that you can do is embrace the self-defeating attitude of ‘I’ve already messed up so what’s the point in continuing?” No one ever said that living a healthy, active lifestyle would be easy but let me tell you it’s worth it!  You were created by God to do great things in your life but you have to be willing to work hard to accomplish those things!  “Rise up; this matter is in your hands. We will support you, so take courage and do it.” -Ezra 10:4

Question:  What do you do when you get off track?