Febuary 1-5

Well on Monday we did another 6 miles. But it wasn't what i was expecting, i was expecting a hard 6 mile run, but in actuality it was an easy pace and we had SO much fun. There was still a great amount of snow still on the ground and some of the roads were still icy. So we were having a fun run, we passed another big group of runners and my coach decided we should ambush them with a snowball fight. They quickly responded with more snowballs thrown at us, but we quickly ran away before any could fully hit us. Then my adopted daughter, Abby Eades, and my other child, Whitney, decided they should go ding, dong, ditch somebody's house. We were going through a neighbor hood and they both go off to find a house, but coach told the rest of us to go on so it wasn't so obvious, and they both come running back, and said they rang the doorbell but werent sure if anyone came or not. Then later on into the run we were all running when we smelled something horrible, and coach goes, "ok, who farted?" and we instantly knew who did it. She was the one person who never laughed about it the entire time. It was Ella, we were all cracking up, making jokes, and trying to find out who did it, and Ella kept quiet the entire time, so we automatically knew. We finished off our run and when we got back to the school we got down the ROTC rope and started swinging on it. Perfecting ending to a perfect run! oh and i absolutely love my coach, hes the greatest. On Tuesday i took the day off, even though i wasn't supposed too, but i had no one to run with, so i couldn't bring myself to run 6 miles all by my lonesome. on wednesdays run, we had a workout, and let me tell you it was a tough one. We had a latter workout on the track, we started with a 1000 meter run, then 800, 600, 400, 200, 200, 400, 600, 800, 1000. Well i wasn't starting out so good, because it was absolutely freezing outside. My hands could not move. When i bent them it was like trying to bend concrete. So by the time our second 600 comes around, coach fortney knows we are tired so he looks at us and he points to the middle schoolers and says, you need to run this 600 in 2:15 and he looks at me and says you need to run it in 2:30, and he goes, "if you run it at or below these times, we wont have to do the final 800 and 1000. so im pretty much dead and didn't think i could do it so we started, and i didnt feel like i was going very fast, but when i finished my coach was practically staring at me with his mouth open, and he goes, "where did that come from?! you ran that in 2:11!!" i just stared at him, i couldn't believe it, probably the best run of my life! Then on Thursday we had a recovery run, and we did 10 minutes running, and then 1 minute walking, it was the easiest run we have ever done! we were all talking so much and we had a really good time.