Risk Widows

We always joke about this but beings a game of Risk is approaching I thought I would blog.
First I must say (although it may sound weird) I am so glad that this is a hobby that Bubba has. I know, I know.....it is a game that takes hours and let me stress the word HOURS to play.
It means a day for me to be stuck with both kids while he gets to play. If he plays at our house it means I have to clean up. It means I have to listen to him talk about his strategies, and how he is going to find a way to beat the Pappas brothers or Aaron and Sutten. It means me walking in on him watching the fight seen and listening to the war music of the movie Excalibur to get him in the "mind set" (issues...I know). But you know what I wouldn't have it any other way because it also means that he is with good friends that I trust. He is not out at the bars, or running the streets like so many wives have to deal with. Usually it means that I get to hang out with the other "Risk Widows" and have girl talk (usually how crazy our husbands and kids are..lol). I have developed good friend ships from this game. So any time Bubba says he wants to plan a game I am usually all for it....unless its on our anniversary....like last time..lol.

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.....I did!!

Ok...I did survive running the 1/2 Marathon!!!!! Well lets say I ran/walk the marathon. I don't think I would have finished it if I had to run the whole thing. 13.1 miles is almost more than I could rap my mind around but I did it. Although I will say that the morning of the race, when we caught the shuttle to the starting point I had a huge panic attic. I realized what I was about to do and began doubting myself. My husband and my biggest supporter in all I do talked me through it. Told me we were doing it together and no matter how long it took we were going to finish together. He made me relax and told me there were 2 rules: 1) to have fun and 2) to finish what we start. I told him those sounded like very reasonable rules but that I had a third one...No Running Up Hills. Now I don't know if you have ever run up a hill, but that will kill you quicker than anything. So with these rules in mind we started our journey. I must say that I had the best time. There is something about being with all of these people that you don't know headed for the same goal. The atmosphere of the whole thing is so fun. I was doing great. Infact the first 9 miles were a breeze (must have been the addreliane, because I have never done 9 miles before). It was about mile 10 that I started to get tired. Mile 11 and 12 I was really getting tired. By mile 13 my legs were on auto pilot because by this time my body was done. Thankfully I did this with my husband because I really needed the words of encouragement that last bit. That 13th mile was like a month of Sundays. But all of a sudden I could see the finish line. There it was waiting for me. I don't know what came over me but all of a sudden I was ready to go. I wanted to finish hard. So I told my husband "lets go" and we both took off. Now let me explain something about me and Bubba. He has to take two steps to my one. He has always been the athletic one but God gave me the long legs. So when we crossed the finish line...you guessed it, I won....it was only by one second, but I won. And believe me when I say I don't let him forget that he got beat by a girl...lol
This experience was one that I wouldn't trade for anything. I had a blast and we are already talking about doing it again next year. We are going to be doing small runs throughout the rest of the year to keep in shape. The next one is only 5k. A breeze compared to the 13 miles.

I just want to say thank you Bubba for doing this with me!! With you life is always an adventure...wonder what we will get ourselves into next. I Love You!!