My mom and grandmother are in town so I can have someone collect my tired booty at the finish line this coming weekend. Saturday we went to Victoria B.C. which was quite the adventure. It started with a bright and early ferry ride across the border.
Once we arrived in Canada, we headed straight to Butchart Gardens.
After spending a few hours walking around the gardens, we headed back to the downtown area to explore. We ate at The Flying Otter while watching seaplanes land and take off.
Fun Fact: We were the last ones off the last ferry of the day. That means we were the last to go through customs and the last people to cross into the US from Victoria on Saturday.
The weather in Washington has been crazy awesome the last few days. I’m finally out of the I-hate-rain-and-51-degrees coma that plagued me for weeks. I even have a racerback tan line from Friday’s 20 miler and I love it!
Today I ran a few errands. And by errands, I mean I went to my favorite store, Flea Market Chicks. I also went to the grocery store, but that isn’t very exciting.
I was on the hunt for photography props because I have my first photo shoot tomorrow! (I also have one on Saturday) I got exactly what I was looking for, but I am going to wait to show you. I also found an old map of the United States (for $2 what?!?!) that I want to frame and hang over the couch.
In exercise world, I took a 60 minute spinning class at the Y tonight. I am going to start working with the instructor to lead a few songs. That way, I can get some teaching under my belt and start teaching my own classes soon.
I think I have Washington figured out. It rains and rains and rains so you really start to hate this place. Then, when you least expect it, the sun and mountains come out and you forget how much you hated this place. In fact, you fall crazy in love with it. Very sneaky.
This weekend’s adventures took me to the Olympic peninsula for a Officers’ Christian Fellowship Retreat. To get from our Peninsula (Kitsap) to the Olympic Peninsula, you cross the Hood Canal Bridge. This also happens to be the bridge that submarines pass through to get back to port.
As a bunch of Navy wives who never get to see our husband’s office, we were chatting about the probability of seeing one. Just as we pulled up, lights started flashing and we thought we timed it just right. Unfortunately, we were stopped so tugs could pass, but it did give me to opportunity to get out of the car and snap this:
The retreat was focused on building successful and meaningful relationships with a focus on “finishing strong” in marriage. I can’t wait to go through the material with the hubs when he gets back from this deployment. Between sessions, we were able to take a short hike to this:
Here are a few more from the day.
Let me give you a quick recap as to why we own this character. When I finally got my husband on team having-a-dog-would-be-awesome, we were living in an apartment. We decided we should adopt an older dog on the smaller side since this would be our first pet together, we were both working full-time and the fact that we lived in an apartment.
We came home with a tired momma fresh off the streets, birth and getting fixed:
While she did grow some hair and gain some weight, she was never much for activity unless it was searching the house for the perfect spot to sleep.
After loving on our sleepy little diva for a year, we decided we really wanted a dog to take out on hikes (all 2 of them we’ve completed) and I desperately wanted to dog to run with. The hubby did some research and he decided we needed to get a Brittany. And if you know anything about my husband, we owned a Brittany two days later.
I was worried we had another sleepy, lazy dog on our hands. Ha! Famous last words.
I waited and waited; each birthday a month closer to the golden age of running. On his 9 month birthday, we went for our first run. He did a half mile and has loved to run ever since.
Since March, he has run 17.95 miles.
Reason I love to run with Boomer:
1. He is FAST. We have never run under an 8:40 mile together. It is a real slap in the face too when he is basically power walking next to me at a 8:30 pace. I want to attach my watch to him and see how fast he can get. My husband thinks I’m crazy, but I’m telling you – this stinker could probably run a 7 minute mile.
2. He doesn’t cheat his workouts. There are two ways to get back to our house from where we run. Both ways involve huge hills. I make those an “active recovery” section of my run, but not Boomer. We run that too. I did tell my husband that it is nice to have someone drag me up those hills though. He also never thinks the runs are long enough, but I am trying to be smart about how far we go. His distance PR is 2 miles, but we will probably max out at a 5k.
3. He always wants to go. The best part about running with Boomer is that he never gives me excuses as to why we can’t run. He is always hydrated, never sore and doesn’t care that he doesn’t have any gels.
4. He truly loves it. I can’t help having fun when running with him.
5. Post run recovery means a nap. Which means at least 30 minutes of peace in our household.
So, Boomer, it’s a good thing you’ve become my running partner. It spares you from the streets when you eat my sandwich, pull Skittles out of the trash can and steal my drift wood.
We started our weekend with a Thai dinner with friends; a first for our family. The hubby and I both ordered pretty conservatively so I don’t think we will be giving recommendations any time soon.
Saturday morning started bright and early with a 12 mile run with some friends. Running is so much better with friends. I much prefer it to running alone, which is weird since I used to be the exact opposite. The day was absolutely gorgeous, so instead of the [husband] proclaimed “lay in bed and do nothing” day, we headed to the reject dog park (empty baseball fields at the park) so the dogs could play. Boomer had so much more fun playing fetch with his daddy. Apparently he throws the tennis ball better than me or something like that. Little does he know, we now own a Chuck It so fetch is about to get even more intense.
Saturday night, we went to see The Great Gatsby and it was AWESOME. Our favorite part was how they updated the music, but left everything else true to the time period.
Sunday morning we headed to the early church service because we needed to get into the city for an afternoon baseball game.My brother was actually in town for a summer class so we treated him to dinner and gave him a quick tour of Pike Place Market.
After messing with her paw, the vet decided they needed to put her under and remove the snagged dewclaw. If you remember correctly, she did the same thing in NY but the claw came all the way off. This time it was still hanging on which was actually worse than before. We left this sad little puppy behind so they could do the quick procedure.
We came back to the most pathetic puppy who refused to walk on her leg. (She still wont put her leg down which makes going to the potty very funny) The vet got a good laugh at her for “thinking her leg is broken”. Millie is doing much better today and is getting tons of loving and treats.
The hubby and I still need to decide if we are going to do surgery to permanently remove her dewclaws. Due to her age, the procedure will be more “intense” than when it is performed on puppies. It’s always something isn’t it?
It’s been a while. I would say life is crazy right now, but it seems like this is just the new norm.
The hubs is still deployed, but I’ve been busy babysitting, getting plugged into our community and I am now a sub for group fitness classes at the two local YMCA’s.
Let’s see what has been going on…
I turned 24 on April 11. I ended up having a good day even though my husband was gone. Not like it really matters… in our three years together he has never been home for my birthday. He is always home for his birthday though. Funny how that works, huh? The only thing that makes me feel better is that all three years he has been away for Navy stuff so I know he isn’t having fun without me.
The ladies at Bible Study got me the wine and submarine wine tags. They also got me chocolate, but I ate that before the picture. The center flowers are from the hubs and the far right flowers are from a family friend.
I ran a 10k. Placed 2nd in my age group (I think I was 5th overall female) with a time of 49:46
Millie’s dreams came true.
I’ve also been able to get some good shots of Bremerton since the sun moved into town. Here are a few from Lions Park in East Bremerton.
Every Sunday morning I pass a trail head on the way to church. I always forget about it until the next Sunday morning when I see it again and the cycle starts over again. Last week, I headed straight home, got Boomer and we set off to check out the trail. My husband and I went hiking a few times in NY and he has made it a goal to get into hiking. I’m much more of a lets-run-on-a-paved-road type of outdoorsmen, but it will make for a quality time together.
^Doesn’t that plant look like something from Jurassic Park?
We spent about 45 minutes on the trail before it started to rain, much to Boomer’s dismay. I can’t wait for the hubster to get home so we can go together.
I posted about my long run earlier this week, but I wanted to share this picture. You know you live in Washington and are basically translucent when you get a watch tan line after 2 hours of running on a sunny day.
I also got a new pair of running shoes. I was going to replace my pair of Brooks PureCadence, but they have cannibalized them with the PureCadence2. I will do a post about them later if anyone is interested. I have about 25 miles on them and have no complaints so far.