Meet GigglesI am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom. more...
The start of foreverBrett and I got married 9 years, 9 months, and 9 days ago.
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You might have noticed a theme as you’ve been reading through these. My dad has been an integral part of my running story from the very beginning. And he was always there at the end of the run or the end of the race for me. … And now the rest of the story. … Keep reading
A run the morning I got married. My third marathon. Several 5ks. Two 10Ks. Two half-marathons. Some virtual races. Lots of fun runs. Running with my dad. Running with my husband. Running with my kids and passing it on. Keep reading
Running during my single years. Several 5Ks. Two marathons with my dad. A 10K. A trail run. And the start of a running tradition. Keep reading
When I started jr. high in 7th grade I considered myself athletic. So I went out for every sport. And, it turns out, I’m not as athletic as I thought I was. At least not when it comes to team sports involving balls. And I was cut from every team. Track didn’t have cuts though. They could find something for everyone to do. I was definitely not a hurdler. That ambition never materialized. But I could run distances. Keep reading
I have always been a runner. When I was a baby my dad, also a runner, would push me on runs and races in the stroller. Back then they didn’t have the fancy jogging strollers we have now and I’ve been told that he and I wore out several strollers with all the miles we did. I don’t have any memory of those runs, but I’ve seen the pictures. Keep reading
Today was Iddo’s second race. She was super excited to get to do another one. We’ve spent the last 11 months trying to help her understand that they didn’t retire her bib number from her first race (#367) and that won’t be her bib number from here on out and forever. She didn’t see why she needed a new bib when she already had one taped to the back of her door. … I was so proud of her! She’s a true runner. … My own race went great. Keep reading
Izri is only 4.5 months old but I’ve already started running again. Considering I ran till I was 28 weeks pregnant with him, it isn’t surprising I’m getting back to it sooner with him than with the others. He still isn’t consistent enough with when he wakes up at night for me to go in the morning before the kids are up, so that leaves going when Brett gets home from work in the evening. Which means kids want to come with me. Keep reading