Zip Bee Do Da

Oh this year has been full of ups and downs. In the 3 months I have been to the doctors for skin issues. This is from about two weeks ago. This little thing went from the size of a blotchy half dollar to a full hand print towards the end of my work day.

I left work early to go visit the doctors to be prescribed a medicine I already had. They said it was a fungal infection of what who knows. I lean towards the fact that both locations were where I was stung by my bees. However, they did not agree. Okay, whatever, just a really, really weird coincidence I guess.

The older I get three things I have been learning about modern medicine.

1. Most skin rashes they have no idea what it could be or what caused it.
2. If you ask them ways in prevention they don't have much to say.
3. Every time you go into the office yes you want an answer but I don't think it always needs to include a trip to the drug store.

I would really like to know better how to take care of issues, but for me they always seem to go from eh to Holy Wow.

Also I tend to lean more on the hypochondria side of the scale, however, when I've shown people my ailments they look at me like a crazy person. I need conformation I am not blowing things out of proportion now before I go. It isn't really helping much but I feel less insane.

Anyone else having a rough summer?

Peanut Butter Jelly Time

Peanut butter jelly time. Peanut butter jelly time

Peanut butter jelly time. Peanut butter jelly time

Peanut butter with a baseball bat. Peanut butter with a baseball bat.

Oh, that dancing banana was so much fun. Why, like all popular YouTube videos, there is no logic.

I start this post as my welcome back to my blog. I have been gone for a while and both apologize and regret my absence.

This sandwich is one that I made at work a few days ago. I had gone kayaking down the river with New Dude and my friend J. We had planned for peanut butter and jelly for lunch but ended up at Cracker Barrel. I was running behind that Monday so just grabbed some bread, peanut butter and jelly from the river float.When I went to make the sandwich I learned about the big hole in the middle of the bread. I have no idea how it had a hole in it. New Dude said he didn't bite it.My guess is one of the animals some how got a hold of the bread or we squished the middle out of bring it from river to home to work. It tickled me so much I had to take a picture and share.

If you are curious, yes, it was extremely difficult to eat because the jelly kept leaking out everywhere but it was super tasty.

Ah, what wonderful new posts to come.

Running over time

I first started running about 6 or 7 years ago. I was not a runner in high school. I didn't run in college. I started running a few years ago because I needed to lose weight. I started running because it was something new to try. Every race, every new distance, was a new exciting challenge.

I started out slowly celebrating half a mile, then running  a whole mile, then my first 5K, 8K, 10K, 14K, 10 miles, and then half marathon,

Each race I pushed a little harder, ran a little faster, and slowly as the miles added on my times per miles actually went down. It was going really good until I broke myself in a soccer match. I was substituting for another team and hurt my knee.

I bring this up because it knocked me out of the running game for a while. It is hard to run when you cannot walk without a limp.

After about 6 months of recovery time I was back on the greenways again. However, my times slid back dramatically, my motivations had changed, and my over all running mindset had changed for me.

I was no longer there just to beat the last race's time, I was there to run with the people I asked to run with me. Well, as long as I could keep up, I was there to chat with them for each mile, to encourage and cheer on. I was there to talk and laugh and just enjoy the day, the moment, the run.

Yes, I still care about my times, but it isn't the only thing I care about when I run any more.

This picture is from February 25, 2017, when I was running with my mom, sister, and New Dude. I went from running all by myself, to running not only with friends but with family. How beautiful is that?

Winter, spring, summer, and fall, if you want to go for a run, all you have to do is call, and I'll be there, with you one step at a time.