<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266</id><updated>2011-07-14T20:46:39.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Orlando</title><subtitle type='html'>2006 Disney Half Marathon group training blog for racers and supporting friends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>446</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113634855920866311</id><published>2006-01-03T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:22:39.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>final thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I have been wanting to post some final thoughts on this blog before switching over to the new site (linked below) but Iz has been so sick and now I have the crud.  RSV is a fairly serious virus for the young and elderly, Iz has required breathing treatments (similar to ones for asthma)  every few hours.  In normal adults, it manifests itself as a bad cold.  Not good since I was supposed to start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113634855920866311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113634855920866311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2006/01/final-thoughts.html' title='final thoughts'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113625643726692647</id><published>2006-01-02T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:47:17.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><summary type='text'>We've moved for 2006! Pelase join us athttp://vegmoms.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113625643726692647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113625643726692647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2006/01/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113597517298962552</id><published>2005-12-30T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:39:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DNF</title><summary type='text'>I am not going to Disney.  Iz is sick again, this time with RSV.  I will write again with final thoughts on the year when I get a chance.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113597517298962552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113597517298962552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/dnf.html' title='DNF'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113526384412417528</id><published>2005-12-22T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:04:04.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mylanta quest</title><summary type='text'>My parents are coming over with my sister and bring lunch. Slightly better change in plans than us all going out to eat for lunch because I still feel gross. I have to pop into the grocery store and gets some odds and ends before I go to work and while there I need to get some Mylanta.I was reading backwards in my journals and every holiday I've been something of a grump except for the holiday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113526384412417528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113526384412417528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/mylanta-quest.html' title='Mylanta quest'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113519891577917057</id><published>2005-12-21T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T16:01:55.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>second</title><summary type='text'>I am with you Cat.  It always bewilders me how this time of year becomes so sour.  Maybe it is because the expectations are high.  This year, we have the dog to deal with and we are both stressed about our new jobs.  And I always get a little depressed because my friend committed suicide this time 6 years ago.  But it always surprises me that I am not happy.   I have been crying on and off today,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113519891577917057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113519891577917057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/second.html' title='second'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113519783668866756</id><published>2005-12-21T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:43:56.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's dread</title><summary type='text'>Saturday was Paul's office party. No problem. That was fun, easy to deal with other than eating (brought Julia food, but did not pack my own. Duh.)Sunday was no problem. Did nursery sunday school and it was easy. Got a bite to eat and then went to drumming. Fun.Monday. My sister flew in. Went to my massage appointment (good) and then went to see my sister at my parents' house and it started that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113519783668866756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113519783668866756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-dread.html' title='It&apos;s dread'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113518469220342371</id><published>2005-12-21T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:04:52.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dog</title><summary type='text'>I dropped the dog off at the vet this morning for surgery.  Poor baby.  Tonight we will be setting up her crate which will be her new home for 6 weeks.  No exercise to report, just sad.  Christmas is getting so close!  I am going to make brownies for the neighbors.  We are planning a special xmas dinner (not just the same old thing).  I am still working on the menu, but we will be doing courses.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113518469220342371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113518469220342371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/dog.html' title='dog'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113500316721874770</id><published>2005-12-19T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T09:39:27.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>devastated</title><summary type='text'>I am so upset this morning.  My poor dog is going to have to have surgery on her other knee.  It is killing me.  Not only is it the expense (which is HUGE) but it is all the pain she is in now without the surgery and all the pain she will be in after the surgery.  I was hoping we could make it till after xmas so she wouldn't have to be confined during the holidays (she will have to be confined to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113500316721874770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113500316721874770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/devastated.html' title='devastated'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113494445679590644</id><published>2005-12-18T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:20:56.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 miles</title><summary type='text'>Mike and I went outside and did 3 miles today!  The weather was lovely.  Then I plodded around the mall with a friend and bought new undies, always a lovely thing to do.  Top it off with a trip to market and I have completely described my day. I am achy and haven't been exercising much.  I realized I bought my new shoes a .5 size too small and need to get new ones.  The too-small ones have left </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113494445679590644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113494445679590644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/3-miles.html' title='3 miles'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113478969202866340</id><published>2005-12-16T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:21:32.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 cocktails</title><summary type='text'>Why do they call them cocktails???  I just had 5 at Mike's work party and had #1 in the dirty santa game which meant I got to go last and choose my gift.  I got a great skin care set.  Anyway, had a great time, much laughing and cheese and chocolate.  Time for bed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113478969202866340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113478969202866340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/5-cocktails.html' title='5 cocktails'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113457300261815223</id><published>2005-12-14T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T10:10:02.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>strength and busy</title><summary type='text'>Man, it is busy at my house today!  I have already been to the gym to do a great strength workout.  It was amazing, I was all sweaty at the end.  I know that I have never lifted weights properly before because I never thought they were that hard.  And we do a million sit ups.  I never knew there were so many ways to sit up.  Yikes.  I need to make a list of all the different types of sit ups we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113457300261815223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113457300261815223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/strength-and-busy.html' title='strength and busy'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113452354664244340</id><published>2005-12-13T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:25:46.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rocked the house</title><summary type='text'>I exercised again today!  Even while I felt sick!  And had to get up in the night with Iz!  I came home at 2 to get my 5 miles in, but then had to deal with the contractors because they delivered the wrong french door so I lost 20 minutes.  Ended up getting 3.75 miles in before I had to leave and get Iz.  I just walked the whole way and my heels were killing me pretty early on.  Either my new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113452354664244340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113452354664244340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/rocked-house.html' title='rocked the house'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113441975077293214</id><published>2005-12-12T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:35:50.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god</title><summary type='text'>I didn't wog my 8 miles this weekend.  I started to exercise on Sunday, but my heart wasn't in it, I was irritable and hungry and planning a shopping trip with a friend so I didn't have a lot of time.  Instead, I stayed home this morning, and did ~8 miles.  I didn't do maybe .3 of the 8 miles because I ran out of time.  It took a LONG time to do 8 miles, I started at about 8:45 (after my cereal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113441975077293214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113441975077293214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-my-god.html' title='oh my god'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113431258265315525</id><published>2005-12-11T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T09:49:45.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Round</title><summary type='text'>   Planned: Short treadmill walk   Actual:  (not yet) I feel exhausted.  And as soon as I get another preschool paycheck I'm going to look into booking a massage appointment. I hear weird clicky noises in my back when I walk sometimes and I feel all tense.We took Julia to see Nana yesterday and went to Paul's small hometown's holiday parade. It was cute and about what you expect from small towns.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113431258265315525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113431258265315525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-more-round.html' title='One More Round'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113426980594622901</id><published>2005-12-10T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:57:14.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughtful</title><summary type='text'>Hi Cat!  (waving)  It is so nice to see someone else in blog land. :)I have had a very thoughtful and not active day, but thoughtful is good, it usually preceeds action for me. Mike and I went to BoneFish for dinner, a seafood place. Seafood places are, in my experience, the worst place for vegetarians. They might have a single pasta dish that they will leave the fish out of but will taste fishy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113426980594622901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113426980594622901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoughtful.html' title='thoughtful'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113417281924675334</id><published>2005-12-09T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:00:19.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><summary type='text'>Remember me? The wayward blogger?Today was a hellish day at preschool. It rained. The kids had cabin fever. They all went beserk. Ten little kids all running around, yelling, acting out, and goodness knows what.The sweet spot to my day was watching Julia "talk" to her friends. Toddler gibberish interspersed with a few recognizable words. "Hi! ------! ---------? Ok? Yes. ---------!"She's playful, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113417281924675334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113417281924675334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113413982009535090</id><published>2005-12-09T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:50:20.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>strength training</title><summary type='text'>I exercised with a trainer this morning and we had a great workout.  We did interval training, so we would do 2 reps of three different exercises, then I would jog a lap.   I haven't gotten a walk/jog done in a week so you may be wondering (as am I) if I will even participate in Disney.  It is only one month away.After a long talk with Mike last night, I have decided to let it come down to this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113413982009535090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113413982009535090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/strength-training.html' title='strength training'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113398612696361003</id><published>2005-12-07T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T15:08:46.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><summary type='text'>I started this journey in January when I started weight watchers.  I started walking (slowly) in March, then jogging in August.  I have increased the time I can jog from 90 seconds to several miles slowly over the last 5 months.  But the move, Isabel and Michael's illnesses, my own congestion, and an end of year slump has put a damper on my spirits and my exercise.  I started the 12 week training</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113398612696361003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113398612696361003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113390354112590517</id><published>2005-12-06T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:12:21.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!  That didn't go as planned</title><summary type='text'>I had 5 miles to do today so I came home at 2:00 to knock them out before I picked up Iz.  Apparently, sometime today i had given my left leg a good solid twist because when I was getting ready to go out, I noted that it felt "twitchy" from calf to knee to outside thigh.  I thought I would get started walking, then stretch a good bit before I started jogging, but after I was on the road, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113390354112590517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113390354112590517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/ouch-that-didnt-go-as-planned.html' title='ouch!  That didn&apos;t go as planned'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113387218645833592</id><published>2005-12-06T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:29:46.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>body fat</title><summary type='text'>Today I am supposed to get my body fat measured by the trainer I am working with.  Man, that is something I need like a hole in the head.  I told her such numbers didn't appeal to me or motivate me, but jesusgay she wouldn't let me out of it.Mike has an appt today for a specialist.  Cross you fingers for us.  I have 5 miles on the schedule, maybe or maybe not.  The only good news, I finished xmas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113387218645833592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113387218645833592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/body-fat.html' title='body fat'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113375481539479164</id><published>2005-12-04T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:53:35.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>off plan</title><summary type='text'>Today did not go as planned at all.  Mike is so sick, he didn't get out of bed all day and at one point we talked about going to the hospital.  If we had someone to watch Iz, we probably would have.  But we decided to wait until tomorrow.  Anyway, I was on Iz duty all day so no exercise.  And we were scrounge eating so I ate like CRAP.  I hate days like this.  I hope tomorrow is better and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113375481539479164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113375481539479164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/off-plan.html' title='off plan'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113356421211960455</id><published>2005-12-02T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:56:52.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 4, Workout 2</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What: walkDistance: 5 milesTime: 88 minMin/Mile: 17.6  I did this walk on the treadmill.  I warmed up for  .25 miles, walked at 3.6 mph (16:40 min/mile) and a 1% grade for 4.5 miles, then cooled down over another 0.25 miles.  I wanted to take it fairly easy since I am still recovering from my sore throat and sinus gunk.  Sunday is 7 miles.  It is supposed to be warm and rainy, I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113356421211960455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113356421211960455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/hh-week-4-workout-2.html' title='HH Week 4, Workout 2'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113348456274371704</id><published>2005-12-01T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:49:22.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no workout</title><summary type='text'>I had 4.5 miles on the calendar today but it isn't going to happen.  We finally took Iz back to the doc this morning (still has an ear infection) and both Mike and I are feeling poorly too.  I came home early and laid down.  I hope that I can get a good nights sleep tonight and feel well enough tomorrow to do the 4.5 miles.Some good news, we discovered an AMAZING mexican restaurant close to our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113348456274371704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113348456274371704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-workout.html' title='no workout'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113340854355715631</id><published>2005-11-30T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:42:23.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soup review</title><summary type='text'>I keep forgetting to mention that I tried this recipe for panera bread black bean soup.  This is the best black bean soup I have ever eaten, it even beats panera's hands down.  Wow, I will be making this for the rest of my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113340854355715631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113340854355715631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/soup-review.html' title='soup review'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113340687556954450</id><published>2005-11-30T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:14:35.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>strength training</title><summary type='text'>I worked out with the trainer and my friend this morning.  Ouch!  It was hard and now I am very sore.  I was supposed to do 3 miles tonight, but I didn't have time.  Mike worked out on the treadmill instead and did 3.5.  It looks like he is going to Disney with me now!  I hope he will help me keep up to pace.  But getting all our workouts in is going to be tricky.  I hope it gets warmer again so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113340687556954450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113340687556954450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/strength-training_30.html' title='strength training'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113330125906746829</id><published>2005-11-29T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T16:54:19.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 4, Workout 1</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walk/jogDistance: 4.2 milesTime: 81 minutes0.3 miles (warmup and stretching): 11:12 mMile 1: 14:55 min (ran about 8/10)Mile 2: 16:22 min (ran about 2/10)Mile 3: 15:59 min (ran all of it)0.6 miles: 9:32 min (ran about 3/10)0.3 miles (cool down): 12:53 minIf you consider a total time and total milage, it comes out to a 19.2 min/mile pace, but if you exclude warm up and cool down, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113330125906746829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113330125906746829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-4-workout-1.html' title='HH Week 4, Workout 1'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113326483449603984</id><published>2005-11-29T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T06:47:14.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nice ending</title><summary type='text'>Though yesterday sucked in a major way (cranky baby, ants overtaking my office at work, a huge glitch in my new job, so much so that I might not even want to stay my new job, the job that is the reason we moved to AL in the first place) it had a very happy ending.  I went downstairs to sort through the many boxes that fill our storage room.  I needed to find the shoe box and my sweater box </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113326483449603984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113326483449603984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/nice-ending.html' title='nice ending'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113318746778245838</id><published>2005-11-28T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:03:16.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>day of rest</title><summary type='text'>what a bad night! Iz was up again most of the night, coughing and sitting on my head. I am calling the doctor in a minute to see if I can get her into a real appt.I weighed in this morning and am right at 51.5 lbs lost this year. The stomach flu I had over thanksgiving really helped. It didn't make me throw up, just have food aversion so I didn't want to eat too much. It is funny to be thankful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113318746778245838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113318746778245838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-of-rest.html' title='day of rest'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113314123786400626</id><published>2005-11-27T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T20:27:17.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 3, Workout 3</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walk/jogDistance: 5 milesTime: 88 minMin/Mile: 17.6I did 5 miles instead of 6 tonight.  I ran every third lap, then took a recovery lap, then a fast walk lap.  By the 5th mile, my legs were really tired, my knees were twitchy and my feet hurt, so I stopped.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113314123786400626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113314123786400626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-3-workout-3.html' title='HH Week 3, Workout 3'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113312550481729112</id><published>2005-11-27T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T16:05:04.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back from thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>We had a great trip to my mom's for thanksgiving.  Thanks to a touch of a stomach bug, I didn't eat much, but it was otherwise a very enjoyable trip.  Iz was feeling better but started relapsing last night.  I feel another trip to the doctor is in our very near future. I am hydrating now and need to get out the door to exercise.  I have 6 miles to do today...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113312550481729112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113312550481729112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-thanksgiving.html' title='back from thanksgiving'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113278719893746643</id><published>2005-11-23T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:06:38.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 3, Workout 2</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What: walk/jogDistance: 2 milesTime: 36:30 minutesMin/Mile: 18.25  Today was another less than stellar day.  Our wee one woke up covered in spots.  I rushed her back to the "doc-in-a-box" I took her to this weekend only to be told that it was an allergic reaction to the antibiotic, give her some benadryl and keep an eye on her.  So that has been my day, watching over a spotted baby (who</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113278719893746643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113278719893746643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-3-workout-2.html' title='HH Week 3, Workout 2'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113269845995803729</id><published>2005-11-22T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:27:39.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 3, Workout 1</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walkDistance: 3 milesTime: 54 minutesMin/Mile: 18 I was supposed to do 4 miles today, but I only did 3 because I didn't want to leave our (mostly better, but still cranky) Isabel in daycare any longer than necessary.  When I picked her up, she had a rash so now we think she is allergic to the antibiotic.  But I feel infintely better now that I got a little exercise under my belt.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113269845995803729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113269845995803729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-3-workout-1.html' title='HH Week 3, Workout 1'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113260089821841788</id><published>2005-11-21T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:21:38.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>exercise?  what's that?</title><summary type='text'>Oh my god!  I thought the horrible thing would be if I got sick, but having a sick hubbie and sick kid are wreaking just as much havoc on my exercise schedule.  I took a nap yesterday instead of walking which was a good thing since Iz woke me up at 2 vomitting all over our bed (she was sleeping with us.)  After an hour or so, she was able to sleep again. Today the weather has turned rainy and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113260089821841788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113260089821841788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/exercise-whats-that.html' title='exercise?  what&apos;s that?'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113251689168277590</id><published>2005-11-20T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T15:01:31.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible night.</title><summary type='text'>I went to bed last night about 9 pm, then Iz woke me up crying at 10.  Lately she has been waking up at that time requiring a diaper change then right back to sleep so I thought nothing of it.  I wander in there in the dart and "splat" I step is a pile of liquid.  And notice a very unpleasant odor in the air.  Iz had upchucked her supper all over her crib, the floor and herself.  When I picked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113251689168277590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113251689168277590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/horrible-night.html' title='horrible night.'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113245237027057439</id><published>2005-11-20T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T05:02:01.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapped up</title><summary type='text'>Amy -- sorry Izzy is sick! But good for you on the soup, parking and trainer!I've been wrapped up with my life and my relatives and my holiday doings. Both literally and figuratively. Took a walk as a family Friday. That was nice. Today we went to lunch and got our Tofurky. Then came home and Paul cleaned the savannah monitor's tank and then worked on his dulcimer. I got laundry shuttling again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113245237027057439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113245237027057439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/wrapped-up.html' title='Wrapped up'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113245580787671865</id><published>2005-11-19T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:03:27.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>owie!</title><summary type='text'>I have done something to my leg.  I don't know what, but something.  My right leg hurts along the outside thigh.  It felt fine this morning, no soreness from yesterdays strength training.  Then after my little 2.5 wait in folding chairs holding a swirmy tired sick toddler, it hurts.  Go figure. The rest of my family is fast asleep and has been for the past hour.  In that time, I have stretched, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113245580787671865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113245580787671865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/owie.html' title='owie!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113244018677256966</id><published>2005-11-19T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:43:06.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no exercise</title><summary type='text'>Instead, I sat in a 8'x8' room for 2.5 hours!  Yep, that is right, I made a trip to urgent care.  Our little miss has an ear infection.  She has been sick off and on for 4 weeks now with the change of seasons and the change of daycares.  We were scratching it all up to a mean virus, until she started behaving like a little devil this morning.  She absolutely could not be soothed and was either </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113244018677256966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113244018677256966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-exercise.html' title='no exercise'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113237333848771553</id><published>2005-11-18T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:08:58.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soup and one last note</title><summary type='text'>The potato soup was really good!  It was different than I expected, since it had a milk base and potatoes, I was thinking it would be like a corn chowder, but it was really much different, very garlicy and oniony, not sweet at all.  And the milk was really limited, most of the soup-y ness of the soup was the blended potatoes with the stock.  Anyway, it was really good, and I am very excited about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113237333848771553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113237333848771553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/soup-and-one-last-note.html' title='soup and one last note'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113234243644279495</id><published>2005-11-18T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:33:56.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you wish you were here?</title><summary type='text'>It is going to be one yummy weekend in Casa de Amy.  Not only do I still have a few pumpkin muffins left (man, they dwindled fast!), I am going to be making 2 different kinds of savory soup.  One is a roasted potato soup recommended by a friend and the other is the black bean soup that is modeled after the panera black bean soup.  I am even making my own stock!  I just went to the grocery store </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113234243644279495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113234243644279495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-you-wish-you-were-here.html' title='Don&apos;t you wish you were here?'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113232613827800414</id><published>2005-11-18T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:02:18.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>strength training</title><summary type='text'>A friend asked me to join her in a workout with her trainer this morning.  It was HARD!  But I loved it!  I would like to keep it up, but then I would have to join the gym and it isn't cheap.  It really proved to me though that even though I have been exercising loads for the past 6 months, I have very little strength, esp. in my abs, to show for it.Exercise:What: strength trainingTime: 30 minutes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113232613827800414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113232613827800414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/strength-training.html' title='strength training'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113226700759376168</id><published>2005-11-17T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:36:47.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 2, Workout 2 (really 1)</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walkTime: 61 minutesDistance: 3.5 milesMin/Mile: 17.4I had a really good treadmill walk today, better than I expected.  Except for the first and last 5 minutes, I kept the pace between 16 and 17 min/mile.  I felt like I could I have gone faster, but I have a hard time striding properly on a treadmill.  Now it is Mike's turn while I watch the babe. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113226700759376168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113226700759376168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-2-workout-2-really-1.html' title='HH Week 2, Workout 2 (really 1)'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113219282626135822</id><published>2005-11-16T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:22:10.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baking!</title><summary type='text'>No exercise today because it was just too friggen cold! We dug the treadmill out of its cave last night, but haven't set up the tv in front it yet, hopefully will tonight. Instead, we went out for DIVINE vegetarian sushi and I am now baking some lowfat pumpkin muffins. I did the apple sauce for oil trick and egg beaters instead of eggs. I hope they are yummy, because I made loads. I had a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113219282626135822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113219282626135822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/baking.html' title='baking!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113209669875214622</id><published>2005-11-15T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:25:56.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 2, Workout 2 (or 1)</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walk/jogDistance: 2 miles Weather was ominous today, threatening severe thunderstorms, bad enough for most schools to let out early. When Mike got home at 4, the skies were graying and the winds picking up, but there was still a speck of blue sky every once in a while. We decided to go ahead and try to walk, but to do the loop close to our house. We are on a cul de sac which is off</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113209669875214622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113209669875214622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-2-workout-2-or-1.html' title='HH Week 2, Workout 2 (or 1)'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113204667121903318</id><published>2005-11-15T04:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:24:31.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Good</title><summary type='text'>It is not a good sign when I am up at 3 am, eating Iz's crackers and sucking down cough drops.  Post nasal drip is to blame, I am afraid, and the entire time I was laying in bed cursing my fate, I was thinking about my workout today and how much harder it is going to be with no sleep.  It is going to be hard anyway because it is supposed to be cold and rainy today so, instead of getting more sick</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113204667121903318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113204667121903318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-good.html' title='Not Good'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113192387207773100</id><published>2005-11-13T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:19:09.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 1, Workout 4</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What: walkTime: 73 minutesDistance: 4 milesMin/Mile: 18.25Didn't know if today's walk was going to happen. Iz was Very Sick this morning, several times, all over everything. After 10 or so, she seemed over the stomach part and was pretty happy the rest of the day. She went down for a nap at 1:30, I ran to the market to buy stuff for this week, then came home and watched part of a movie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113192387207773100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113192387207773100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-1-workout-4.html' title='HH Week 1, Workout 4'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113184136440915227</id><published>2005-11-12T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:22:44.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pajama day</title><summary type='text'>I have had a much better day today.  We had a household mandatory pajama day, took a family nap between 10:30 and 12:30 and have just rested and relaxed.  No unpacking, no running out to get x,y,z that we need right away.  We did lift the pj restrictions to go outside and enjoy the warm weather for an hour this afternoon.  Iz walked around the front lawn all by herself, I didn't have to jump up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113184136440915227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113184136440915227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/pajama-day.html' title='pajama day'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113175815869143500</id><published>2005-11-11T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:15:58.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 1, Workout 3</title><summary type='text'>I didn't walk yesterday.  I was at home waiting for the phone guys to come out and hook up our service.  It was too late by the time they left to do a 3 mile walk before dark.  If I want to be home before dark, I have to leave at or before 4 for a 3 mile walk.  This is going to get harder to do as the days get shorter and the workouts longer.Today has been bad.  To start with, I woke up with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113175815869143500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113175815869143500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-1-workout-3.html' title='HH Week 1, Workout 3'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113174241542443155</id><published>2005-11-11T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:53:35.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><summary type='text'>Quickie as I nurse and then get back to sleep...Amy -- WTG!  Glad you are settling in at the new place and banging out the workouts. Wahoo!Me? I've pulled out ye olde food log. Cracking down. In what is left of November, I have 6 things to attend. Which averages out to some party shindig every third day. I love the friends and family bit. I loathe the food bit. I don't even want to think about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113174241542443155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113174241542443155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113158567947713155</id><published>2005-11-09T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:21:19.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 1, Wednesday</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What :walk/runTime: ?Distance: 1 mile walk, 1 mile run  Minutes/mile: 15.75 (just for the run)Today a 2 mile walk/run was on the schedule.  We walked down the hill to the path around the lake, then started running at the first mile marker we saw (they have every 0.1 mile marked).  We ran half a mile, then turned around and ran the half mile back. Running was hard, it has been more than 3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113158567947713155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113158567947713155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-1-wednesday.html' title='HH Week 1, Wednesday'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113149319706302067</id><published>2005-11-08T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T18:39:57.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HH Week 1, Tuesday</title><summary type='text'>Exercise:What :walk Time: 50 minutesDistance: 2.8 milesMinutes/mile: 17.85I went and measured the distance in my car today and the primary loop around the lake and up to my house was 2.8 miles.  Close enough to 3.  We walked briskly, so I am little disappointed to see such a slow pace.  But exercise done, dinner cooking, all is well. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113149319706302067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113149319706302067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/hh-week-1-tuesday.html' title='HH Week 1, Tuesday'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113147948590390228</id><published>2005-11-08T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:51:25.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>schedule</title><summary type='text'>I am at home now waiting for our new dining room table.  I am so excited about it, we have had a hand me down table my whole adult life.  The one we have now was my mom's before I was born.  We are going to put it down in the basement for now.  Our new one is oak with painted black chairs.   Nothing fancy, just something solid I can hand down to Iz when she gets her own place!I sat down this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113147948590390228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113147948590390228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/schedule.html' title='schedule'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113142211184969187</id><published>2005-11-07T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:55:11.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>felt it</title><summary type='text'>I was so sore this morning when I got up even after a nice long jacuzzi last night.  I took some tylenol and feel better now.  Today was a well deserved rest day.  Tomorrow another 3 mile walk is on schedule. Food is hit or miss for me.  I am not making the best decisions, but I am cutting down on portion sizes, paying attention to feelings of fullness and sharing everything with Iz.  Tonight we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113142211184969187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113142211184969187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/felt-it.html' title='felt it'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113141462101084627</id><published>2005-11-07T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:50:21.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I goddess yet?</title><summary type='text'>So on Sat. my new friend Kym and I got together at her house to practice belly dancing again.Although I haven't been writing about it, that's what I've been doing the last two weeks. Snake arms, washing machine hips, wrist circles, shimmies, and all that other stuff.We both wore white T-shirts and Kym lent me a black skirt, a coin belt, a veil and the Goddess Workout on tape in case I wanted to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113141462101084627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113141462101084627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/am-i-goddess-yet.html' title='Am I goddess yet?'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113132434634099640</id><published>2005-11-06T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:45:46.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, exercise!</title><summary type='text'>We actually walked tonight!  A brisk pace, 2.5+ miles, it was good.  Iz took a nap and Mike and I chatted a bit.  I am sore though and I think I will feel it tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113132434634099640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113132434634099640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-exercise.html' title='wow, exercise!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113124531911073965</id><published>2005-11-05T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:48:39.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new plan</title><summary type='text'>Well, after thinking a lot about the next 9 weeks (NINE WEEKS TILL MARATHON!) I have decided to walk instead of try to run.  I have lost a lot of conditioning from the three weeks without exercise and I don't want to have to deal with an injury at this stage of the game, so my training from here on out will focus on walking.  I am going to do HH's training still and start with week 1, then skip </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113124531911073965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113124531911073965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-plan.html' title='new plan'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113111788793716744</id><published>2005-11-04T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:25:12.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still unpacking</title><summary type='text'>Or, I should say, need to get started unpacking. I am ashamed to say Mike has done most of the unpacking that has been done so far. I just haven't felt motivated to get it going. I weighed in this morning and it was better than I thought, a couple of pounds up from pre-move. I feel alot flabbier though. Not exercising is taking its toll. Today I am "working" at home (ie, checking up on my blogs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113111788793716744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113111788793716744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-unpacking.html' title='still unpacking'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113093826917531352</id><published>2005-11-02T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:31:09.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabama</title><summary type='text'>We arrive Monday in AL.  Our stuff arrived yesterday.  I miss you guys.  I haven't done any exercise in the break, but I am still hoping to get back on track and do the half marathon.  I am sad to hear that you don't think you are going to be able to, Cat.  More in a couple of days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113093826917531352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113093826917531352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/11/alabama.html' title='Alabama'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113077676767836903</id><published>2005-10-31T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:39:27.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time</title><summary type='text'>No time to write... though last week I did get an interesting bellydancing workout. Have another later this week. Def. harder than it looks! Yow, abs! Very fun.I got new sports bras and fitness shorts.  Those feel good. Need to hunt down new sneakers.Julia's still having trouble adjusting to napping at school so she's a crab on my long day but she's doing decent when I leave her to go to gym. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113077676767836903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113077676767836903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-time.html' title='No Time'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113016373545273246</id><published>2005-10-24T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T10:22:15.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane</title><summary type='text'>And here I thought we'd make it to November (and the end of hurricane season) with no action. Argh.Ugly weather today and we're under tornado watch. My poor tabebuia tree may have had it -- it's bent at the bottom and posibly snapping and the top is scratching at my office windows. I don't want to go outside to try to restake it and I can't really see the bottom from the window well.  Too much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113016373545273246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113016373545273246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/hurricane.html' title='Hurricane'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-113009103458831137</id><published>2005-10-23T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T14:10:34.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bye!</title><summary type='text'>Just a quick post to say that I am mostly packed and really busy.  We will be cleaning all day tomorrow, then leaving DC on Tuesday AM.  I will be out of computer contact for at least a week.  When I get to AL, I will start my marathon training in earnest and hope that all the preparations I did before now will help me skip these two weeks of training.  Hope everyone has a great couple of weeks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113009103458831137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/113009103458831137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/bye.html' title='bye!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112988127534733500</id><published>2005-10-21T03:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T03:54:36.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><summary type='text'>Well... looks like I got my child care problem worked out at long last!I just have to pop down to school tomorrow to confirm my timesheet with the director. The idea is that I'll be teaching preschool on Tuesdays and be there all day. I'll pick up one of the  hours with pay, then give the other 4.5 hours without pay. In return I  get to leave Julia in school for 4.5 hours over Wed, Thurs, and Fri</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112988127534733500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112988127534733500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112968499709255665</id><published>2005-10-18T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T21:23:17.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no exercise</title><summary type='text'>but good solid packing was accomplished!  As promised, my mother in law arrived and took the babe while we packed the babe's room.  Almost everything is packed, trashed or in the good will pile.  All that is left is the disposable soon, but currently still usable (like meds and creams) and stuff we will definitely be packing on our trip (the handful of fall clothes we have for our chickie.)  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112968499709255665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112968499709255665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-exercise.html' title='no exercise'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112959038927176350</id><published>2005-10-17T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:06:29.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>want to be motivated</title><summary type='text'>I called in motivational help from my peeps (i.e. Cat and Nikki) earlier and they rocked!  I got out and got moving, did what I could do, even though it wasn't what Hal wanted me to do.  It is what I could handle tonight and I feel 10x better for having started.Exercise: What : brisk neighborhood walkDistance: 2.2 miles  The first day of HH is here!  The first two weeks of half marathon training </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112959038927176350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112959038927176350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/want-to-be-motivated.html' title='want to be motivated'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112956510037721291</id><published>2005-10-17T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:18:47.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to HH!</title><summary type='text'>   Plan: Stretch + Strength   Reality: yoga for 20 min. before bed  I feel a little bit behind considering that I have to get on with the Hal Higdon schedule today.The house is a mess, there's booth things and posters all over, I have to clean the fridge because produce delivery is tomorrow, I have a lot of paperwork to do, I want to sew my curtains, I want to move on my lesson plans... just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112956510037721291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112956510037721291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/welcome-to-hh.html' title='Welcome to HH!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112941510659145539</id><published>2005-10-15T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T18:25:06.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not a great day</title><summary type='text'>Today I just feel disconnected from myself, from life, from Mike, from exercise and eating right.  It is probably just a coping mechanism for all the stress I am under with the move.  And it is crazy how I run right to food when I feel this way, and I realize that I am doing it too.  I am trying to regroup tonight.  I made a healthy dinner, using stuff from our pantry, and have a menu planned for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112941510659145539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112941510659145539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-great-day.html' title='not a great day'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112936097507450168</id><published>2005-10-15T03:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:22:55.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yargh</title><summary type='text'>Paul and I just finished making posters for our tables at the preschool fundraiser. In five hours we have to get up and pack up and get over there to start helping to pitch tents for booths.Yargh.I'm mostly looking forward to it, but it's going to be a looooong day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112936097507450168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112936097507450168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/yargh.html' title='Yargh'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112925201853121776</id><published>2005-10-13T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:06:58.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back and ready to pack!</title><summary type='text'>I am back from my trip and boy, I ate bad!  And drank lots!  Two things that I probably shouldn't have done in combination.  But I did get one 20 minute run in and realized that it is REALLY boring to run alone.  This weekend, back to running and PACKING!  I am supposed to start HH this week too!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112925201853121776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112925201853121776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-and-ready-to-pack.html' title='Back and ready to pack!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112921505900160855</id><published>2005-10-13T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:50:59.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No, thanks.</title><summary type='text'>Somebody asked me yesterday if I wanted to do a short fundraiser (6 weeks) and I delined. I don't mind helping one Sunday to babysit a table, but I don't want to be organizing anything. I'm done with major volunteering for the year!Two more days til Julia's preschool fundraising festival thing and I have oodles to Xerox, bake sale things to bake, posters to make, yargh.And next week... I move on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112921505900160855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112921505900160855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-thanks.html' title='No, thanks.'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112888849661124547</id><published>2005-10-09T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:08:16.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jog at last</title><summary type='text'>After two days of rain, we got a jog done.Exercise: What : jogTime: 1:08:53 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.75 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:38, 3:52, 3:57, 4:01, 3:59, 4:03, 4:11, 4:06, 4:07, 4:09, 3:50Minutes/mile: 15.9  It was a slow and painful run.  We went out around 2 because we couldn't get Iz to go down for a nap and she normally sleeps while we run so we thought we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112888849661124547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112888849661124547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/jog-at-last.html' title='jog at last'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112880640047687020</id><published>2005-10-08T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T17:20:00.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>smoothie</title><summary type='text'>Still raining here so no exercise tonight.  I think we will just skip the one we were meant to do last night, so one more 2.75 tomorrow if the rain lets up, then start the 3 milers next Tuesday.I had a great day visiting my sister and  neices.  We gave each other nicknames, mine was tofu.    (The girls think it is very odd that I am vegetarian.)  We went to panera for lunch and then to cafe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112880640047687020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112880640047687020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/smoothie.html' title='smoothie'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112875226024835714</id><published>2005-10-08T02:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:17:40.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegan Lunchbox</title><summary type='text'>http://veganlunchbox.blogspot.comTotally rocks!Esp. for a lunchbox making newbie like me. (C'mon, my kid's only 20 mos old!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112875226024835714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112875226024835714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/vegan-lunchbox.html' title='Vegan Lunchbox'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112874659563433074</id><published>2005-10-08T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:43:15.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoked</title><summary type='text'>Left Julia at preschool today since I had an 11 AM appointment.Appointment went great -- I'm really stoked about working with this teahouse... even if I WASN'T trying to develop a professional relationship there, I would totally be at this teahouse anyway to give them my business. Organic, veg food, eco-friendly -- what else could I want?Gretchen also left her eldest at school and she and Julia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112874659563433074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112874659563433074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/stoked.html' title='Stoked'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112872037818273886</id><published>2005-10-07T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:26:18.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>raining</title><summary type='text'>It is raining here today, alternating between heavy and downpour, so no exercise tonight.  We stopped and got a couple of movies on the way home and plan on leftovers for dinner before snuggling up in front of the tube.  I had an amazing lunch with my co-workers, yummy thai food with everyone toasting me, how wonderful.  And tomorrow I am going to spend the day with my sis and neices.  I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112872037818273886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112872037818273886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/raining.html' title='raining'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112863980247298684</id><published>2005-10-06T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:03:22.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>humid</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What : neighborhood walkDistance: 1.6 miles  A quick neighborhood walk with my man.  And he suggested it.  Boy, do I love him.  I stayed home with Iz and had a great day, but it was raining most of the day so no park and no outside walks.  We did go shopping and I got an outfit for the wedding I am going to in a couple of weeks.  I took Iz to the mall playground and she was having such </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112863980247298684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112863980247298684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/humid.html' title='humid'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112861016626432366</id><published>2005-10-06T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:49:26.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prep, prep and more prep</title><summary type='text'>Thanks, Amy! No, I didn't get to eat out... we ate in and had people over instead.I'm trying to get the last of the auction paperwork done.Julia's preschool thing is  in another week, so there's a lot of prep for the craft area.  I have to get something to string beads on for the jewelry craft, Xerox the puppet craft and find some rings and jumbo popsicle sticks, make some display posters, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112861016626432366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112861016626432366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/prep-prep-and-more-prep.html' title='Prep, prep and more prep'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112855575010956133</id><published>2005-10-05T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T05:41:25.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><summary type='text'>"Wow!" is Iz's favorite word of late and she says it just like her daycare provider. But it also applies to today's truly amazing run. Tonight we were supposed to add a lap and do a total of 11 laps or 2.75 miles. Like always, I was dreading it (looking back at my past entries, has there been a run I was psyched about beforehand?) But there was a game in the stadium complete with cheerleaders and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112855575010956133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112855575010956133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112846945104017287</id><published>2005-10-04T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:44:11.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing lunch and no exercise</title><summary type='text'>Wow, what I lunch I had!  I should move and say goodbye more often!  It was yummy bread with butter, a big salad of greens, tomato and buffalo mozzerella.  Oh, and a little small tiney amount of the most amazing bread pudding ever, covered with white chocolate sauce and raspberries.  My friend and I were supposed to split it and she did the tragic thing of STOPPING before it was half gone.  WHAT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112846945104017287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112846945104017287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/amazing-lunch-and-no-exercise.html' title='amazing lunch and no exercise'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112846906933130620</id><published>2005-10-04T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:37:49.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything is aligned</title><summary type='text'>Today before I went to work at school I had to stop at OfficeMax to xerox junk for playgroup work. And there were people in fornt holding signs about the LA Fitness open house. They open on Thurs or Friday this week!And Liz will take Julia for me sop I can hit gym before I hit work.And I got callbacks on some things I was trying to arrange.And my business cards came in.And my produice was here </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112846906933130620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112846906933130620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-everything-is-aligned.html' title='When everything is aligned'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112838184410038295</id><published>2005-10-03T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:24:04.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last 2.5 miles</title><summary type='text'>and I didn't stop once this time. Exercise: What : jogTime: 1:03:24 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.5 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:43, 3:54, 3:53, 4:03, 3:43, 3:55, 3:56, 3:51, 3:47, 3:16Minutes/mile: 15.2  This was probably one of our better jogs even though I really didn't want to go out today.  I got sick this morning and threw up (nope, it wasn't morning sickness!)  so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112838184410038295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112838184410038295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-25-miles.html' title='last 2.5 miles'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112829925252954168</id><published>2005-10-02T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:29:40.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Schmoozing</title><summary type='text'>Today I was at our local vegfest doing the playgroup booth and passing out playgroup junk, preschool fundraiser junk, environment junk, and pet junk. Yep -- that's me.Meet and greet and walk the street... the one woman, promoting four groups show.I really hope it becomes an annual event -- totally psyched about the growing veg scene here.Paul and Julia fooled around while I was working and once I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112829925252954168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112829925252954168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/schmoozing.html' title='Schmoozing'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112829916522177158</id><published>2005-10-02T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:26:05.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What : neighborhood walkDistance: 1.6 miles  Nice slow walk today.I cooked dinner!  Shocking.  I made corn pudding, an old family favorite.  I used egg substitute instead of egg and 1/4 stick of butter instead of a whole stick, but otherwise was fine and tasty and not so heavy.  Also made green beans and mashed potatoes and Iz ate as must as we did!  That shocked me the most, I though </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112829916522177158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112829916522177158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/exercise-what-neighborhood-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112825773543798103</id><published>2005-10-02T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:55:35.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>walking v running</title><summary type='text'>Cat - you are reading my mind about walking instead of running.  Or both.  It is something I am going to be thinking a lot about between now and the start of HH.  I would like to continue running because I feel like it is improving my overall fitness faster than walking did.  But when it comes to Disney I just want to get over the finish line.  I might start walking the longer walks on HH, then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112825773543798103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112825773543798103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/walking-v-running.html' title='walking v running'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112821602586434907</id><published>2005-10-01T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:20:25.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little more about running</title><summary type='text'>When we run "fast" (13 min/mile), it feels good, my arms are pumping properly, my legs are making a nice even stride, my muscles are responding.  But I can't keep it up.  I run out or breath in a lap or less and am left gasping for air and walking.  When I run our normal (15 min/mile) speed, everything hurts.  My back aches, my feet hurt, it feels like I am doing something awkward and strange, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112821602586434907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112821602586434907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-more-about-running.html' title='a little more about running'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112820647894983331</id><published>2005-10-01T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T18:41:18.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's easy to stop</title><summary type='text'>but harder not to finish.  I stopped in the 9th lap and walked half the lap, but I started back up again and finished with my fastest lap ever.Exercise: What : jogTime: 1:03:16 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.5 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:43, 3:26, 3:34, 3:58, 3:32, 3:58, 4:02, 4:01, 4:45, 3:15Minutes/mile: 15.3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112820647894983331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112820647894983331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-easy-to-stop.html' title='it&apos;s easy to stop'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112818909852343670</id><published>2005-10-01T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:51:38.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for fixing comments, Cat!We just got back from shopping and I scored a couple long sleeve t-shirts and a sweater and Iz got 4 long sleeve t-shirts.  I need to take inventory of both our closets to see what we need on our "real" shopping trip this fall.  (We are meeting my mom and sis for a weekend of outlet mall shopping!)  I also found an outfit for the wedding I am attending, but of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112818909852343670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112818909852343670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112817391530342256</id><published>2005-10-01T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:38:35.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weigh in</title><summary type='text'>Today being the first saturday of October, I weighed.  I had no idea what I would see since our eating is out of whack even though we are exercising lots.  Well, it was good.  I lost 3 lbs in September, giving me a grand total of 45.5 lbs lost since January.  So:from jan - july 1- 38.5 lbsjuly - 1.5august - 2.5sept. -3Even though loss has slowed alot since January, I haven't gone a month without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112817391530342256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112817391530342256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/weigh-in.html' title='weigh in'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112814393565082199</id><published>2005-10-01T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:18:55.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haloscan</title><summary type='text'>Ok... changed over to Haloscan comments and dropped the blogger ones. So hopefully that ought to cut on the comment spam.More later... late and I have errands to run in the morning....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112814393565082199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112814393565082199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/10/haloscan.html' title='Haloscan'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112812822060903523</id><published>2005-09-30T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:57:00.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><summary type='text'>Don't you hate it when you read a blog, get interested, get invested in someone's life, follow their journey, cry with them when things get back, laugh out loud when they get better, and then they leave you?  They solve their problems, come to their own conclusion, then leave you behind, wondering what happened next.  Several of my favorite blogs have gone to ending lately (mostly happy endings, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112812822060903523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112812822060903523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112804153817338343</id><published>2005-09-29T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:52:18.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2.5 mile jog</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What : jogTime: 1:8:06 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.5 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:37, 3:43, 3:47, 3:42, 3:55, 3:59, 3:57, 4:00, 3:55, 3:21Minutes/mile: 15.2  Wow, I can't believe we are up to running (well, shuffling) 2.5 miles.  Go us!  And all of our laps were relatively fast for us.  Lately when we run, my lower back starts to hurt so I was reading on-line </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112804153817338343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112804153817338343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/25-mile-jog.html' title='2.5 mile jog'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112800184675082877</id><published>2005-09-29T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:50:46.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Focus</title><summary type='text'>I hear the total for the auction fundraiser was more like $13,000.  Whee! :)I'm tired. This cold is taking it's time leaving, so we spent my 30th birthday at home and very low key.  Paul's going around telling me I'm a "dirty thirty" because I've reached my "triple-X" age. (XXX).Been doing some work for playgroup -- this weekend I have to help Gretchen with the booth at a veg festival and then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112800184675082877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112800184675082877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/changing-focus.html' title='Changing Focus'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112795968456126739</id><published>2005-09-28T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:08:04.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day 4</title><summary type='text'>This week is going well.  Food consumption was good.  I don't have any idea what to count dinner, I ate at a friends and they made a great dinner.  I had seconds, but it was healthy.  Then we walked to the parks and the babes played for 45 minutes.  Iz discovered the slide. Oh my, the cuteness!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112795968456126739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112795968456126739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-4.html' title='day 4'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112786499130725737</id><published>2005-09-27T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:49:51.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another jog</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What : jogTime: 1:00:20 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.25 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:53, 3:56, 3:52, 3:55, 4:00, 4:07, 4:11, 4:02, 3:36Minutes/mile: 15.8  Great day food wise and great workout too.  We had a nice enough chat.  Mike is still agonizing over his upcoming work move so we mainly discussed that.  I felt like I could have gone faster, but I was burping</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112786499130725737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112786499130725737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-jog.html' title='another jog'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112784166991611136</id><published>2005-09-27T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T13:21:09.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 report (on day 3)</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday went ok.  We went out for dinner, but I just had a vegetable grill which meant a few grilled veggies over a very small amount of pasta.  Based on volume, I would put the pasta at 4 pnts, but I added 2 more because they tossed it with oil.  So on the whole, a fine day.  It was rainy, though, so no formal exercise.  We went over and browsed the mall to get out of the house for a while.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112784166991611136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112784166991611136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-2-report-on-day-3.html' title='day 2 report (on day 3)'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112769890308344430</id><published>2005-09-25T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:41:43.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day one report</title><summary type='text'>It was a good food day.  I picked up some healthy foods at the market and made rice, beans, and corn for dinner.  Iz likes both beans and corn lately, she hasn't warmed to rice yet.  We shared a bowl of strawberries and bananas for dessert. Exercise: What : neighborhood walkDistance: 1.6 miles  Mike didn't really feel up to walking today, but Iz kept climbing up in her stroller so he finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112769890308344430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112769890308344430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-one-report.html' title='day one report'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112766660691455374</id><published>2005-09-25T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T12:43:26.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>off to market</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went to lunch with a friend, a fellow weight watcher, who has been struggling to stick to "the plan" for a while now.  She was telling me how she was finally writing everything down and keeping track of points consistently for everything she was eating.  Talking to her about it made me realize I really need to get back on track too.  We only have a little over 3 months left until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112766660691455374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112766660691455374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/off-to-market.html' title='off to market'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112765151096247294</id><published>2005-09-25T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T08:31:50.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last wog</title><summary type='text'>Exercise: What : wog: 1 mile jog/ 1/4 mile walk/ 1 mile jogTime: 1:01:52 minutesDistance: .6 miles warm up, 2.25 miles workout, .3 miles cool downLap Times: 3:48, 3:54, 3:51, 3:55, 5:24, 3:57, 3:58, 3:58, 3:36Minutes/mile: 16.16  Our last wog, from now on we will be doing straight jogs.  The weather was much cooler and overcast.  Other than the group of asian kids playing football and screaming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112765151096247294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112765151096247294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-wog.html' title='last wog'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112761633268068169</id><published>2005-09-24T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:45:32.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross...</title><summary type='text'>Tired. Came home before auction ended to get us to bed because we have colds and Julia's wiped.But just got a call from Mark, who stayed behind cashiering and cleaning and he thinks it is looking like $12, 200 gross! We have 10 days to turn in our receipts and things, to figure net, but I think we made the goal of $10,000.I kick ass. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112761633268068169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112761633268068169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/gross.html' title='Gross...'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112751402573755594</id><published>2005-09-23T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T18:20:25.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck!</title><summary type='text'>Good luck tomorrow, cat!  I will be thinking about you. I can't wait to hear the grand total! No exercise here tonight.  The weather is crappy and my mood is worse.  I am going to take Iz on a little walk in our neighborhood before it rains.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112751402573755594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112751402573755594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-luck.html' title='Good luck!'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112748766335463577</id><published>2005-09-23T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T11:01:03.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it!</title><summary type='text'>Paul and I are doing better relationship-wise though we've postponed some discussion til next week because...The auction is tomorrow! And you would not BELIEVE the amount of work left to do.  I'm knee deep in last minute junk and the donation keep popping up from stragglers. I got two Shakespeare tickets last night!I went to make xerox and saw the the new gym near church preschool has it's sign </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112748766335463577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112748766335463577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-it.html' title='This is it!'/><author><name>Em</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16424188723641590779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309266.post-112743763123708882</id><published>2005-09-22T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:07:11.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new stroller</title><summary type='text'>We got Iz a new (to us) jog stroller, but it tends to the left.  Maybe I can get it fixed at a bike shop? Took an easy walk tonight en familia.  We stopped at the park and let Iz walk around.  Had a great day, now off to shower and bed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112743763123708882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309266/posts/default/112743763123708882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theroadtoorlando.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-stroller.html' title='new stroller'/><author><name>amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08046236171124361416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
