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Pat’s Run 2009

Monday, April 20th, 2009

This past weekend marked the beginning of my return to running.  For the past three weeks I have been training to run in Pat’s Run which holds a very special spot in my heart.  For those of you who don’t know, this run is to honor Pat Tillman’s life.  What makes this such a special event for me is really two things.  First, Pat Tillman played football for the Arizona Sun Devils while I was at school.  He was a part of my college experience even though we never knew each other.  The 1996 team that took us to the Rose Bowl is one of the most fun football memories that I have.  I was right there in the stands, cheering away when we shut out Nebraska and I was there when we carried the goal posts down Mill Ave., when Mill Ave. was still eclectic and bohemian.  Having an undefeated season was amazing!  He was part of the dream team, the same team that I cried a little for when we lost the Rose Bowl in post-season.  The look on Jake the Snakes face just broke my heart…but, overall it was an amazing year!  So every time I run this event, it takes me back to some great times that I once had.

The other reason why this event is so special, is that it really encompasses family.  For three years I have done this event with my Mom and Brook.  After the main “adult” race, they have a kids race that Brook has been apart of.  Here is a picture time line of her being in these races.

Brook and Jolene Pat Tillman 2007

Brook and Jolene at Pat Tillman 2007

Brook in Deep Thought 2007

Brook in Deep Thought 2007

In 2007, she was a 1 year old.  Now given, she was getting close to 2, but she was still such a sweet baby in my eyes…oh, who are we kidding, she is still my baby.   I am pretty sure I carried her most of the way during the .42 kid race.  But, it was the foundation for the future.

Brook Running the Pat Tillman Race 2008

Brook Running the Pat Tillman Race 2008

Brook and Mommy at Pat Tillman 2008

Brook and Mommy at Pat Tillman 2008

Here we are in 2008.  She is now 2 years old and I am pretty sure she ran most of the .42 mile race this time.  She was so cute with her arms pumping and excitement in her eyes.  She stole the show with her determination and cuteness.

Brook Running at Pat Tillman Race 2009

Brook Running at Pat Tillman Race 2009

Brook and Mommy Pat Tillman 2009

Brook and Mommy Pat Tillman 2009

Here we are 2009 and look how my baby has grown.  She is now three, going on thirty!  With a mind of her own and a love of running established, she ran the whole .42 race this time by herself.  I didn’t carry her once.  With the same happiness and determination, she completed this year with a stellar performance.  She is already asking when are we going to run again.  I can’t wait till she is old enough to run next to me in the “big” race and to finish right along side me.  That is if I can keep up with her.

Here are some more pictures from this years race…

Cece (my Mom), Me and Bill after the race...I averaged 10:15 minute miles.  Not bad for 3 weeks of training.

Cece (my Mom), Me and Bill after the race...I averaged 10:15 minute miles. Not bad for 3 weeks of training.

Brook Already Loving on the Football Players

Brook Already Loving on the Football Players

Brook Loving on More ASU Football Players

Brook Loving on More ASU Football Players

Travis Loving His Free Rubio's Fish Taco

Travis Loving His Free Rubio's Fish Taco

Travis, Mom, Brook and I Inside Sun Devil Stadium

Travis, Mom, Brook and I Inside Sun Devil Stadium

So as you can see, this race holds a special place in my heart.  It’s 4.2 miles of memories, running and family.  It’s a healthy and exciting tradition that really honors an amazing hero…Pat Tillman.  To give his life to our country and for his wife and family to dedicate their lives to promoting the legacy of leadership through action, I am proud to say that I once went to school, to ASU, with Pat Tillman.

Ode to My Shower

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

Here is to one of the loves of my life…my shower

I love you oh shower with your warm water that is flowing

drowning out any sounds, even if the crying is right outside of your door.

You surround me with warmth and yummy smelly things that make me smile.

I love the tingling conditioner you supply for me too…

It is one of the only times of the day that I am absolutely by myself.

Oh how I love you my lovely shower!

I Am in Desperate Need of Some Maintenance

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

What I need….what I need is:

- a pedicure

- a facial

- my teeth whitening appointment

- a massage

- my hair to be highlighted and cut

- a personal trainer

- my boobs to not be peeling (it’s a I was nursing a child thing, it might be TMI…but hey, it’s my blog)

- and a full day of girl talk, while shopping and having some drinks and a killer dinner afterwards

I’d settle for just the pedicure

The Word Violent is a Harsh Word to Hear Coming Out of a Teachers Mouth

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

So today was our parent/teacher conference with Brook’s preschool teacher.  This morning we went into the classroom to observe how the class works and how Brook interacts with the other children.  She was adorable, working on her math lesson, putting together puzzles and offering us a cup of water on a tray.  She started the Montessori in January and we have seen her excel in her studies there.  So we though we were going to have a great report when we went back this afternoon for a one on one with her teacher.  It wasn’t the “she’s perfect in every way” speech I was hoping for.

Instead, we got there and Ms. Rocio asked if we could describe the good and the bad of Brook.  One parent went out of the classroom and said what they felt was the positive and negative aspects of Brook’s personality and then we switched.  We basically said the same things…We said in not so many words, that she is strong, vivacious, confident, stubborn, needs to listen better and shows both positive and negative emotions in good and bad ways.

And then the bomb dropped…”I feel that your daughter has violent tendencies.”  WHAT!!!  No, not my daughter…I mean she can throw one hell of a tantrum and she will verbally fight us on things that she doesn’t want or like, but aren’t all three year olds like that?  Then we were told that she will hit/kick/push the other kids more than normal…she will interrupt the other kids work on purpose and oh yes my favorite…she has written in a book that we now will have to replace.  She is violent and she destroyed school property, great!

So, we talked about how we can help her talk through her feelings better, how saying sorry doesn’t mean anything if there is no positive action after the fact and that doing mean or negative things have more severe consequences then what we are already doing.  The thing that gets me is we don’t let her get away with things at home.  We are equal partners in parenting so we always have each others backs when it comes to disciplining and we discipline often and we follow through with whatever we say…good or bad.  I knew she was going through a trying time, but I had no idea it was this severe.  I FEEL LIKE A FAILURE!  I feel that everything we have done is for naught and that although my discipline is what the books and professionals say I should do, it’s obviously not working.  So back to the drawing board.  We will create a good, respectful, peaceful, confident, smart and outgoing girl yet.

On the plus side, she did say that Brook is one of the smartest three year olds in the class and she is always impressed by her education skills.  At least there was something positive said.

We are going to have mini talks every Thursday to touch base and to hopefully talk about the improvements that Brook is making…please oh please let there be positive change.

Sometimes I have to be reminded about how good I have it

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

So anyone who knows me, knows that I am a HUGE Oprah fan…I mean I am a loyal follower of the Oprah way!  If she was a religion, I would faithfully follow it and that is saying a lot since I’m not really “religous” in the traditional sense of the word.  Monday’s episode, which I saw today, is about men who are single parents.  One lost his wife to breast cancer and one man lost his wife after she had their daughter.  Both were amazing stories of selflessness, survival and love.  There were a couple of other stories too, just as important and compelling, but the first two men struck my heartstring.  They re-taught me how precious and fleeting life is and how spectacular my life really is.  I have an amazing husband who is right there in the trenches with me.  I have many luxuries that other parents raising children don’t have and I really do get a lot of help from others.  I know I would have a mental and possibly physical breakdown if I was a single parent and my heart and mind can’t even begin to comprehend what it would be like if Travis passed away right now.  So, thanks Oprah for giving me an “ah-ha” moment.