Dumb Phones

My posts have been few and far between lately. Partly because I haven't done anything super exciting, my phone has been jacked up (eff you Verizon) so I haven't been taking photos, and partly because I haven't felt inclined to blog.

So what right?

Pretty much.

Oh, and I've been pretty busy too. Life just gets in the way sometimes.

I had a busy and eventful weekend, friend filled...food and drink filled as well. A baseball game for Easter, some running, some working and very little downtime.

WHY the eff do iPhones NOT let you rotate photos? So.Damn.Annoying. 

How DARE you ruin my photo.

I'm looking forward to crossing my next long run off the list..it will be the longest to date and then the start of a mini taper, and spending some QT with Wade over the weekend. (no plans, yesssss)

Random thought....but has anyone ever visited the website/forums of "Get Off My Internets"? Holy shit those forums scare me. I mean, Bloggers have to expect some mean comments and ridicule because let's face it, everyone talks shit and people on the net do it much more...it's easy to judge from a far and hide behind a computer but dayuuuuuum these people are mean! Anywho.....night!

Hoppy Easter!

Today is the first year ever in my life that we are NOT celebrating with a ham dinner at my parents house....instead, we are taking them to a Dbacks game.

I'm embracing this change. Pretty pumped.

AprilPhotoOfTheDay

One of my favorite bloggers @ meals & moves does this neat little photo challenge each month....and recaps them at the end of each month so I thought I'd try it out, just for fun...

And of course, because I love the camera feature on my phone.

Party of One

My weekend has been great so far...more on that later.

However, something is bothering me. Remember this post?

My fear. My excitement. My need to hold Wade's hand to ease these feelings.

Welp...I will be standing alone on May 6th. Of course, I feel sorry for myself because of my own fears and neediness but last night was the first time Wade really let me know HE was upset.


Gosh, how insensitive of me.

We were on our nightly dog walk and in my excitement I said to him "I can't believe I ran over 30 miles this week and I ran ZERO just 3 weeks before, and I feel soooooo great".

He didn't say anything...just kept walking.

I kinda poked at him and this is what he said to me:

"Have you considered that I am upset that I can't run this with you? That I was excited to run a full marathon with you and now I can't even run at all?".

(he might have also gone girly on me and possibly mentioned his waistline feeling bigger & rounder)

I stopped dead in my tracks.

I hadn't. You see, Wade doesn't get too excited about vacations, running or races like I do. I just assumed he didn't really care and does these things to appease me. But he does. My heart broke a little bit at that moment. Because he was genuinely sad.

I wish I could heal his Achilles and make it go away. But I can't.

Knowing he will be there, out in the crowds cheering me on helps, but I can't help but feel disappointed both for him and for me, for my own selfish reasons.

I guess there's always another race, right?