As always, I am Ashamed to say nothing....

Seek apologies elsewhere.

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Every month, Ladies lay an egg, and if it doesn’t turn into a baby, they get a dot!
Things Seven said yesterday.

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3.11 in 30:02 Including .5 miles of squishy beach running. Mile 1: 9:26 Mile 2: 9:40 Mile 3: 9:53 52 degrees in January in Chicago, amazing! Still ice on the Lake though.

3.11 in 30:02

Including .5 miles of squishy beach running.

Mile 1: 9:26
Mile 2: 9:40
Mile 3: 9:53

52 degrees in January in Chicago, amazing!

Still ice on the Lake though.

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Evanston, from today’s run. I can’t go out on this beach in the summer without paying, so today I ran it and took photos. It was beautiful.

Evanston, from today’s run.

I can’t go out on this beach in the summer without paying, so today I ran it and took photos. It was beautiful.

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I am supposed to be running a half today and that didn’t happen. Some days you just need to go out alone. 6.01 in 1:05:42 To Evanston and back, in mile 5 my knee felt tweaked, so probably a good idea I decided not to go further.

I am supposed to be running a half today and that didn’t happen. Some days you just need to go out alone.

6.01 in 1:05:42

To Evanston and back, in mile 5 my knee felt tweaked, so probably a good idea I decided not to go further.

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This one time I raised some money and ran a race and on my back I carried ribbons with names on them, names of people who have lost their battles with cancer, people who are fighting still, people from this community, people from my block, people from Seven’s class, people who mean something to people I love but I do not know, I have never met. This one time I sent those ribbons out into the world to the people, expecting nothing, a little embarrassed by the gesture, wondering if it was awkward or appreciated. This one time a person who I have never met, who fights still, wrote me back and the ribbon that traveled with me 26.2 miles he now wears as his name badge on his chest when he twirls my Mom around the dance floor. That is pretty fucking cool. (I use poor language sometimes to keep from crying.) If you ever wonder, should I run for something, will it make a difference: it does.

This one time I raised some money and ran a race and on my back I carried ribbons with names on them, names of people who have lost their battles with cancer, people who are fighting still, people from this community, people from my block, people from Seven’s class, people who mean something to people I love but I do not know, I have never met.

This one time I sent those ribbons out into the world to the people, expecting nothing, a little embarrassed by the gesture, wondering if it was awkward or appreciated.

This one time a person who I have never met, who fights still, wrote me back and the ribbon that traveled with me 26.2 miles he now wears as his name badge on his chest when he twirls my Mom around the dance floor.

That is pretty fucking cool.

(I use poor language sometimes to keep from crying.)

If you ever wonder, should I run for something, will it make a difference: it does.

Filed under Fuck Cancer

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He tends to go with The Who when I would have gone with The Stones

And he continues to deny the greatness of Actung Baby to the sound that was 1991, in favor of Soundgarden, even after he already played Nirvana which ably represented the soggy SubPop Revolution, all while wearing Fly sunglasses, but other than that Seven’s musical education is coming along nicely.  

All involved, (with the exception of the cat, who is freaked out) consider Family Dance Party a success. 

We do not know why she rejects Thom York. We can’t explain it. 

Filed under My kid knows all the words to Mama Said Knock You Out (bad) parent of the year