Two, and three.

1st mile: 12:43. 2 mile total: 28:00 Very happy. Mage is level 23 and awesome. Orclette has had almost too much attention. Screaming is to be had often and squeely. Lungs are less of a problem this run. Legs felt REALLY tight. Need to stretch more. For all those who tagged me.. I read it I'm just sucky about posting right now. See you guys later.

Starting about 2 weeks ago I began running... hah. Stumbling I mean. My first mile completed was at 14:35. Yeah... I'm that slow. And after that first time I took almost an hour to catch my breath. As a reminder to blog I decided today to log here all my times and how I feel afterwards every time I run. My overall goal is three 7 min miles in one smooth go before basic(May 5th). My three month goal is three 8 min miles. My 6 week goal is 3 10 min miles. The biggest drawback I'm having right now is lung capacity. My knees, leg muscles and feet are not complaining as long as I take care in how I put my feet down and don't pound the asphalt. Today's run was: 1 mile 13:30, 2 miles 29:45. I'm improving incrementally. Yay.

So I expected that after signing all the documents and getting sworn in I would be relaxed. Instead I'm so nervous I can not sleep. This is incredibly frustrating.

So my brothers went home yesterday. I'm slowly crawling out of my interweb hole that I disapeared to. Warrior got to level 34. Loving rend.... Oh how I love rend. Shaman got to 69. I think I may move to tundra. I hate the apocotharies more and more. Plague quests are icky. Surely I'm not the only one who thinks so. Wish I had a horde side warrior who was past level 30. Thomas Cahill's book The gifts of the Jews is interesting. We disagree on a few basic things but he tossed me enough bones that I'm happy. I -love- how well he describes the scenes. A good read but because I disagree with his basics I only recomend reading it skeptically. Herk... gimme a post about when is a good time to go prot if you are curious about soloing as a prot warrior. Cus shields and swords look cool. And.... the pizza's ready. Back later.

I love doing Christmas Cards. And they're done, actually, just awaiting Damm's signature. But everyday I've either been working and forgot about it, or I've been at the house but overwhelmed by morning sickness. So, to those of you who should be getting a Christmas Card, it might be just a wee bit late. So the lovely, dreaded Morning Sickness has come. In the exact same fashion it did with the Orclette. I can eat doritos. I can eat Taco Bell tacos. Damm went out and bought me sea-sickness bands and they actually seem to be helping-the smell of food isn't making me want to throw up. AND I'm re-reading Elizabeth Haydon's series. Read it while I was in the throws of nausea last time too. I seem to mark important life events by the books I read. Funny, eh? Called out today from work. I was scheduled to close. Couldn't stand up all day, was holding out in the hopes that I would feel better. I eventually had Damm call out for me as I didn't feel capable of...

Yeppers, we survived. The relatives are gone. Except for Damm's two brothers but they don't really count. I won't be seeing much of them anyway-I'll be working 5 days this week. This may sound ho-drum to you but to me-I just can't think about it. You see, I have no energy. This state of affairs is totally weird and foreign to me, but there it is. I will be halfway through a shift at work and want nothing but to sit down and lie on the floor. I haven't done that yet but it might still happen. WARNING. NAME SPOILERS AHEAD. Ok. Before I tell you the names we have chosen, let me 'xplain. The Orclette has a total of 5 names, if you count her last name. I like names. I've always liked names. One summer when I was 13 I copied the entire portion of the girl's names section out of a baby name book. Now that I think about it that was probably illegal, but that didn't occur to me then. I like the meanings, I like trying to see how they fit into their langua...

I wonder where that expression comes from? There is this fabulous book that can tell you, only I forgot the name of it. Next time I come across it I think I'm going to have to buy it. Anyway. I was going to wait. A long time. Maybe forever. I don't like people coming up and hugging me, smiling and saying congratulations, or asking me questions. But Damm was talking to his recruiter about insurance. And he mentioned something that he should've told the recruiter was non-repeatable, because 5 minutes later the recruiter told Damm's mother (I have no earthly idea why he's talking to her-I keep forgetting to ask). After that I had to tell my mother. We haven't told any extended family members because there are quite a few here celebrating Damm's mother's graduation and that would be the worst form of torture I can imagine. So yeah, I'm knocked up again :P And this time I'm getting the t-shirt. "It" is due August 11. I have not been to a doc...