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Tag Team


My hot husband is 2nd from left

Karl and I play tag team a lot. Every day. I am going to tell you about our Tuesdays since I borrowed some cool pictures of Karl on the track from our local newspaper.

5:30am I am out the door to swim with Masters at NAU.

As soon as I get home, Karl is off to campus.

3:30pm Karl comes home early, so I can ride my bike outside. In the horrendous afternoon winds...

I head straight to the track where Karl is running with Run Flagstaff. One of these days our kids will happily play on the track while Karl and I both run laps with approximately 50 other running enthusiasts. But right now it is windy and cold and the boys are quite needy... So we put my bike on the car and head home. After the track session Karl gets to enjoy his freedom a little longer and run back on trails. He deserves it. He's been great about giving me time to get in my training. He knows that I am no fun to be around if I don't.

He is wearing his new favorite shoes - The Instinct

8pm Everyone is home and the kids are in bed. Karl is on the computer studying and I am cleaning up. I am in bed by 9:30, Karl is lucky if he gets more than 5 hours of sleep these days.

And that is how we roll. For now. Some day Karl and I will have a decent conversation again and maybe even go on a date or two. The end of semester 2 of 8 (or 9 or 10) is only a little more than 2 weeks away! Hang in there, Karl!

PS: I do have to admit that our kids are not always fond of this system. Yesterday when we all met up downtown so that Karl could take them to a park and I could ride some intervals, they both threw a major fit. They were acting as if I was handing them off to a complete stranger... I was so mad and frustrated that I almost blew my workout. Can't I just have some room to breathe? Just a little? Luckily, during the 2nd interval, I passed some guy who decided to hang with me and I got back on track. Phew. Thanks, stranger!






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Jeremy said…
Those shoes he is wearing are awesome!!
April 29, 2011
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