Utah Bound

We're out of here! We leave Monday for skiing in Utah with Eddie and Lotte and I can't wait! Not sure if I am more excited about playing in snow or just the idea of exiting this small town and small mentality? We are so ready for vacation, with the past few weeks so chaotic. Marc's half Ironman in the monsoon in Sarasota, then his company race a week later. Not only did he PR at his event, the half marathon and 5K we have worked on for the last 3 months came off without a hitch, which was awesome. He did such an amazing job as race director and we are so proud of his efforts to pull off that kind of event.

Of course, the same weekend of the company event, our daughter landed a leading role in her first ever theatre performance. This was all very thrilling, but the lines she had to memorize were insurmountable and her solo for the musical needed a ton of work. While I made it to both performances, Marc only made the second one (after breaking down the race course), and was nodding off throughout. We are still in awe that our kid got up on the stage and belted it out, and elated that she was one of three kids in the performance who was offered a nomination to go to Montana this summer for a two week camp on the lake. She has never even expressed any interest in theatre, so this is a huge honor, one she is still cherishing. We are still exhausted from all of the hype.

Then, on to Marc's birthday and now Easter. Will the fun (and madness) never end? Somehow, Easter has just snuck up on me this year. Today was really fun- egg hunt with 50 other kids at Dr. Jim's house. His wife is Mother Earth (or Mother Easter?) with all of the eggs that went out and all of the preparation that went into planning the party. My kids always love that venue and leave with lots of loot. The best part is the doc dressed in Bunny garb and the kids sitting on his lap for pictures. Cuter? This is the first year my son will actually go near him in that bunny suit. Even though he knows who is inside, he remains skeptical.

Tonight, our Easter Bunny comes (thinking this is the last year our older one will buy it) and I love all of the tradition that goes along with it. Some old, some new (like dying eggs today outside in swim suits by the pool), but making beautiful memories, to be sure.

I ran yesterday for the first time in two weeks, and again today. I'm hoping my leg will hold up and remain pain-free (amazing how the pain stops if I don't run?). George said no "hill" running (he meant the bridges) for a few weeks, so I wonder how running in Utah fits into that equation? He never said anything about mountains and snow is soft, right?