A Peaceful Journey

One of Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop prompts for this week “Tell us about your trip” inspired me to share some found memories from our canoe trip on the Peace River last April.

 

My friend, Chrissy, had always talked about how much she and her family loved canoeing the Peace River and invited us along for the fun.  Unfortunately, we arrived late to the outpost and missed our friends, so we had to take a later bus to the launch location.  We were left to explore the river without our friends and our shovels and pails.

 

Peace River is best known for its abundance of fossils and shark teeth deposited in the river bed.  The canoe outpost provides shovels and pails, but in our rush to get to the river, we forgot to grab our archeological dig gear.  My girls didn’t seem to mind using their hands to search for treasure.

 

 

Along the river, the roots of cypress trees construct a natural wall and their huge canopies offer plenty of shade.

 

 

 

There are several shallow spots to take a quick break from paddling and cool off in the water.  The girls loved swimming and wading through the water searching for sharks’ teeth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We enjoyed taking our time to explore each new spot, but it seemed we weren’t the only ones who liked roaming the river banks.

 

 

 

We assumed our friends were far ahead of us, but Allana and Allan decided to let them know we were here.

 

 

 

As we drew closer to the end of our trip, we passed under an old railroad bridge being used as a diving platform by some crazy boaters brave souls.

 

 

Although we enjoyed every minute of our two hour expedition, the girls were glad to finally arrive back at the outpost and on dry land.

 

 

In the end, we found quite a few sharks’ teeth, but ironically Allana lost one of her own.

 

 

Like Chrissy, we fell in love with Peace River that day and we are looking forward to warmer days to paddle down the river once again this spring…

 

 

…with my bump and minus the beer, of course.

 

 

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Keeping Up with the Bump

My paces prior to Saturday’s Gasparilla Distance Classic 5K were up and down, but I felt confident that I could finish under 40 minutes.

 

The night before the race I slept horribly.  I haven’t had a decent night sleep in months, but Friday night seemed even worse than usual.  I don’t know if I was nervous about my prego performance at the race or about the weather.  The forecast predicted 85% chance of rain and 45 degree temperatures at 8:00 a.m.  Have I mentioned how much I hate running in the rain?

 

My running partner, Tiffany, couldn’t make the race, but my friends, Mike, Chrissy and her sister, Angie would all be there.

 

 

 

The rain came down in full force just as the first wave of runners began crossing the start line and bitter memories of last year’s Gasparilla marathon flashed into my mind.  Since I had no intention of running fast, I stayed in the back as the crowd slowly meandered to the start line.  By the time Chrissy and I crossed the start line, we were 7 minutes into the race.

 

 

 

 

Since I forgot to check the water station stops on the race map prior to race day, I carried a water bottle with me.  Even though the rain would keep me cool and hydrated, I wanted to keep fluids in my body.  Hopefully, my bladder would feel the same since I forgot to wear a panty liner.

 

My running plan was to run 1 mile and walk a bit.  Run another mile and walk a bit more and then finish the last mile running.  When I found a water station, it would be a welcomed break.

 

I did really well for my first mile. Too well. I actually caught myself running a 9:30 mm pace and forced myself to slow down (doctor’s orders).  I finished mile 1 in 11:28 even though the clock said otherwise.

 

 

 

For mile 2, some military men moved in and their chants caused the crowd to clear a path for them.  These service men had a decent pace going and I ran with them for the next mile, however, I don’t think they would be happy to know that they were running the speed of a pregnant mama.  LOL  But in all truthfulness, their chants highly motivated me and all the other runners pacing alongside the soldiers.

 

 

After mile 2, I spotted a water station and the soldiers and I parted our ways.  I guzzled three cups of water while enjoying the view of the bay and the home stretch.

 

 

 

The last mile went fast even though my pace was slow.  Isn’t funny how 3 miles seem like a warm-up after you are accustomed to running longer distances? But even at my slower than usual pre-pregnancy pace, I finished under 40 minutes.

 

 

 

Clock Time: 42:58

Chip Time: 36:01

Ave Pace: 11:32.6

Max Pace: 8:36 (according to my Garmin)

Overall Place: 5438 / 9650

Gender Place: 2593 / 5585

Div Place: 354 / 785

Age Grade: 42.1%

Run DMT Grade: 100% KICK A$$!

 


 

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The Circle of Friends Award

In almost two years in the blogosphere, I have connected with some amazing people and I happily call these bloggie buddies my friends.  Like any “real life” friend, they celebrate my successes, share my joys and offer (((HUGS))) when I’m feeling sad.

 

One bloggie buddy, Shakira of You are Never Alone, shares my sentiment about her blogosphere friends and showed her gratitude by passing along The Circle of Friends Award to me last week.

 

 

I was so touched by her sweet gesture!  I graciously accept this award and solemnly swear to adhere to its “rules”. :-)

 

By accepting this accept this award, I must list 5 things that make me happy (Just 5?! I’ll try to narrow my happy list. lol) and try to do at least one of these each day.

  1. Running
  2. Playing with my children
  3. Blogging
  4. Date night with my hubby
  5. Hanging out with my friends

 

Also according to the rules, I must list 5 bloggers who brighten my day and link back to the fabulous friend who gave the award to me, the very sweet Shakira.

  1. Kimert of Diaries of a Coach’s Wife
  2. Felicia of Go, Graham Go!
  3. SunnyMama of Sunny Today Mama
  4. Tara of Feels Like Home
  5. Mariana of Riding with No Hands

 

Thanks for being such a great Circle of Friends, ladies! :-)

Musical Monday: My Humps

On Saturday, I ran the Gasparilla Distance Classic 5K at nineteen weeks pregnant. Before the race, I didn’t get many pats on the backs by fellow female athletes and I certainly didn’t get many sympathy points while I waited in line for the ladies room. Either other women couldn’t tell I was pregnant (which is a first EVER for me nearly 5 months pregnant) or they felt if I could run a 5K in my condition, then surely my bladder is another well trained muscle.

 

Despite the horrible rainy, cold weather, my huge humps and bouncy baby bump, I did really well and met my under 40 minute goal, but come back tomorrow for a full race report. While you wait in anticipation, let me get you love drunk thinking about my humps.

 

 

 

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