we interrupt your normal mommy ramblings...
A quick break in your normal Running Mom adventures for a little product review. I don't do product reviews too often, unless it's something that I'm totally digging. These products have certainly met and exceeded my expectations, so I would love to take a few minutes and share them with you. SUGOI arm warmers www.sugoi.com

N.S.H.I.M.I.T
stands for: "Not So High Intensity Mom Interval Training" (not to be confused with H.I.I.T).Oh, you've never heard of it? It goes a little something like this:WARM UP:Lug folded double stroller (the one promised to fit through a doorway that doesn't even fit through the very large sliding glass door) outside while simultaneously waving free arm to push back a dog from escaping and a 1 year old from toddling right down the back stairs.Pick up 1 year old, millimeters from the edge of first stair, place on left hip.Yell to 3 year old to g

of Dogs and Toddlers.
I haven't fully decompressed from the last hectic week in school, and I can't seem to put a coherent thought together. It is officially Thanksgiving vacation. Alas, the life of a mom is never relaxing, so vacation to me just means time off from school to enjoy the chaos at home. We are dog sitting this week for my younger s

when duty calls...
Friday, I had a "If I don't go for a run right this very second I may spontaneously combust in a ball of flames" mini freak out. It's almost the end of the semester, the pressure is on, the "back to school" savings account has long been depleted, and the kids are extra cranky that mommy isn't home every day. My stress level is dangerously hovering near the red zone. I announced to no one in particular that "Mommy's running. Now." No questions were asked, no one stood in my way (I swear even the baby gets it), so out the door I went. I let my legs do the screaming. It felt so good.mile 1 - 9:20mile 2 - 8:44mile 3 - 8:29mile 4 - 8:08mile 0.6 - 5:08 (8:37/mi

TIME OUT!
Since the marathon on Saturday, I think the only exercise I've gotten has been the brisk walks across campus in this freezing rain (GO AWAY REMNANTS OF TROPICAL STORM IDA! Enough already!), and a miserable 15 minutes on the exercise bike in front of my TV. (Why is that thing SO HARD? Oh, because it's not running, and I hardly cross train. I'm going to go ahead and guess that the fact that the seat is still about 4 inches too short on it's highest setting might add to my discomfort, but hey, the thing was free. And it makes me sweat. I'll take it! )Oh, and let's not forget the exceptional upper body workout I've been participating in daily, called "pick up the food, stuff it in t