Labor Day

It's a long weekend.  Time to get the girls in the truck and head for some "I'm sorry I was gone last weekend" make-up time.

Have a great long weekend and we'll be back next week!

Murphy's Day.

I Love Oregon

One reason I love Oregon is dogs can go on the beach.

We were here last November, in the pouring rain.  Dogs ran on the beach.

It would have been nuts to try this, but it also would have been fun to have had the girls meet me at the end...a nice beach romp would have been fun!

Murphy's Day.

Chaos

I always thought the definition of chaos was being owned by three labs.

I have a new one: over 1100 teams, 2000 vans, 13200 runners, all trying to get to the same place as fast as they can, on no sleep and very little food.

Murphy's Day.

Sleep

Part of the Hood to Coast race is trying to sleep.  You and your team relay over 198 miles in around 24 hours.

Which, needless to say, is very very very difficult.  In fact, I probably slept less than 1 hour from Friday to Saturday night (no, I am not in training to be in the Special Ops forces).  And ran over 16 miles...

And the girls are wondering why I am not getting out of bed at 4:30 AM this morning....

Murphy's Day.

I Am Alive But The Girls Seem Mad

So after running like I was insane...I finally got home and the girls seemed mad I was gone...

They didn't quite "get" Hood to Coast.

Murphy's Day.

Good Luck Mommie

And I am off....

Hopefully I still have knees on Sunday.

Murphy's Day.

Missing

I am already missing the girls, and I haven't even left.

Murphy's Day.