Friday, August 23, 2013

Healthy Train

This Week's Loss: .2 pounds ( I will take it. A loss is a loss especially after a big loss the week before.)
Total Loss: 74.4 pounds
Starting Weight: 239 pounds
Current Weight: 164.6
Pounds to goal weight: 14.6 pounds


What I craved this week: A salad. I know that isn't exactly a fat girl craving, but I still want one. Desperately.

What I noticed was different about my body: I went to turn around in Old Navy and when I did I caught my muscles in the mirror. I know I sound like a Vain Violet right now, but when I saw the muscles in my legs and how tone they are, I almost shed a tear. I am super proud of my legs and all they've done this year, and sometimes I don't necessarily see what others see when they look at my body. And in that brief moment I was really proud of all the work I've done this past year and a half.

Workouts I did this week: 2 runs. And they were hard. But they were ugly because I hadn't ran in a week and also I didn't fuel properly beforehand and it was super humid.

Favorite Song of the Week: Chloe by Emblem3

Personal Goal for this week: Hit all my runs, eat well, and get a tan. I've already got one run for this week in the books.

What I’m looking forward to: Laying by the pool and wearing all manner of non-business clothes.

Happy Friday!

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Wednesday is "Mourning" Day.

Mourning: the period during which a death is mourned.

Three years ago, during August, I wrote a post -which I am too lazy to look for so I can link back to- about how I was mourning the loss of my maxi dresses and jeans. I thought I had a dress code during law school.

During orientation, I found out that we didn't.

Three years later, 74.2 pounds down, I don't really have a decent business professional wardrobe.

Truthfully, I'm not entirely sure how I pulled this off.

It isn't because I didn't have law school functions that required me to dress business professional.

But somehow, I escaped the last three years without having a decent business professional wardrobe.

Maybe it was the fact that I have been in the business world already and I was protesting the return to it as long as possible.

Or maybe it was the fact that I lost a bunch of weight and didn't really want to spend the money on business clothes because things don't fit for a long period of time, so why spend the money?

Or maybe it is my inner hippie protesting because business clothes really aren't that fun.

Either way, I have a problem.

This last semester of law school is not going to be spent in the classroom, but in the courtroom. I have to dress business professional.

And I am not kidding when I say I don't have clothes to get me through a week.

I don't even have a traditional black suit.

And here's a quick side note for ya... While I want to be an attorney and feel like it is a calling for me, I do not entirely enjoy wearing the clothes that go along with it. It could have something to do with the fact that the clothes that look good on me, make me look like a Republican. I don't say this to brag, but I can pull off the Jackie Kennedy look like nobody's business. The problem is that now this is the Republican's way of dressing. I don't want to look like a Republican. My favorite outfit is jeans, t-shirt, flip-flops and a hoodie. Not exactly courtroom material.

But I also don't want to dress like a hippie in a courtroom either. (I'm sure somewhere my hippie card is being pulled for review right now.)

I also realize that I just wore some of y'all out with that whole mess. Living in my head is a trip sometimes I tell ya.

Back to the original point. Well, pointSSSSS.

Here is what you need to know from this post:
  1. I need business clothes. I want to look like Jackie Kennedy meets Olivia Pope. And I don't want to break the bank. (I am still a poor law student after all.)  
  2. I am in mourning officially because my casual wearing days are in fact numbered. (Yes, I'll get a reprieve during the bar, but really, it doesn't count. I want a job after I finish the bar.) 
  3. This is a first world problem if ever there was one. I realize that number two is not really something to whine about, but I am.
So if you have any suggestions, I would greatly appreciate them. I'll be in the corner wearing black workout clothes all day and pouting about it for 10 more days, because I can.

Happy Wednesday!

Monday, August 19, 2013

Monday Mumblings...

I mumble on Mondays...especially after finals. It's a thing. You get used to it.


  • I said goodbye to my best pal from law school yesterday. Bethany moved back to North Carolina. There are a hand full of girls, women I should say, that God has sent to me in my life when I needed a friend most. They're girls who have loved me for me despite all my faults, and know how to laugh.  Carrie, Jessi, Jessika, Emily, Katherine and now Bethany, thank y'all for being my best girls always.
  • My dogs are farting fools. 
  • I might take a nap today just because I can. 
  • It still feels really weird to know that I took my very last exam in law school. Really weird. I still have my externship and there are requirements I have to fulfill, but there is no actual exam in a room with a test.
  • I've been watching Switched at Birth all day. Saved the episodes for post-finals. This was a good life decision.
  • Jessi and I saw The Butler yesterday. Such a great film. 
  • What is the color that looks like it's used for french manicures, but without the white? I'd love to get my nails done in that color, but don't know what I'm looking for. Help.
  • Less than four months and I will be moving to Arkansas with my husband. 
  • I'm looking forward to a good run tomorrow. 
  • Everyone is super excited about this cool weather. I, however, am not. Summer is here for a limited time and if fall comes any earlier, that means a really bad winter is headed for us. And I'm still here through December. No thank you. Not one bit. 
  • I tweeted this earlier, but it's worth restating. Being healthy is a life time commitment. IT's not something that is an easy fix with shakes or wraps. Being healthy is fought for daily. 
Happy Monday!

Friday, August 16, 2013

A Healthy Train Report

This Week's Loss: 4.0 pounds
Total Loss: 74.2 pounds
Starting Weight: 239 pounds
Current Weight: 164.8
Pounds to goal weight: 14.8 pounds


What I craved this week: Chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate.

What I noticed was different about my body: I didn't exercise as much this week because of finals, and I realized that resting my body physically is just as important it is to move. So if I have a week off three times a year, because of finals, it's not horrible. I'll be back out on the pavement in no time.

Workouts I did this week: 6 mile run and 2.75 mile walk

Favorite Song of the Week: Can't Believe It by Flo Ride feat. Pitbull

Personal Goal for this week: Eat well, and hit the pavement after finals. It's half-marathon training time!!

Goal for this month: 45-50 miles and 5-7 pounds lost and making good grades!!

Favorite Quote for this week: "Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;  you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies." - 1 Corinthians 6:19-20

What I’m looking forward to: Sunday at noon! I'll be finished with my finals and Jessi and I will be headed out for lunch, a movie, and a little bit of grocery shopping!

Sorry this is short! I gotta get back to the books!

Happy Friday!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

To Loren and Will on their first day of Junior Year...

Dear LB and Bubba,

I'm writing to you today because I want to caution and encourage you on the coming school year. I can't speak to Jessi's junior year of high school, but I know mine was pivotal.

I realize that there are some things that you're going to have to learn the hard way for yourselves. Those really are the best kinds of lessons, however, I am here to tell you as your big sister that there are some lessons worth avoiding. 

1. Don't be a math slacker...or any kind of educational slacker for that matter. During my junior year, I did well in all of my classes save one, Math Analysis. It started off easy enough, but then it got hard and required more thought than I was used to giving to anything. I wasn't used to this struggle. I don't want to sound like a Bragging Brenda, but I've always been naturally smart. So when met with a true mental challenge, I chose to avoid the situation and simply not do my homework. And then when it got harder because I was behind, I continued more of the same. I managed to survive my first semester with a B (my first!), but my second semester was rough. Mom and dad got a letter about how I was struggling. And I talked about how it was the teacher's fault, when in reality, it was mine because I wasn't doing my homework.

LISTEN TO ME CAREFULLY BECAUSE HERE IS THE LESSON: BE YE NOT SO STUPID!!

Okay now here is the real lesson or moral of the story. There are two certainties in this world, death and taxes. There are also only two things that cannot be taken from you: your salvation and your education. Both of those things require work.

Work isn't always glamorous, but everything in this world having is worth fighting and working for.

If you do not know the answer to a question or what the heck just happened in class, do not, I repeat, DO NOT be afraid to ask a question!

If you don't ask, you will never know!

Take the time to learn how to do things right. This will effectively create a good work ethic and study habits. I am speaking from personal experience when I say I didn't learn how to study or this earth shattering concept of "asking a question" until law school. Yeah. Not a good time to eat that slice of humble pie that's been waiting for you for over ten years. You know why? Because there is mold and rot and all kinds of other disgusting stuff on the slice because it has sat there and decayed. And it is NASTY.

So please, do me a solid and learn this lesson now. Whatever you do with your life, you will have to work for it. There is no way around it. There aren't any shortcuts or ways to avoid the hard stuff no matter how hard you try. Learn that lesson now so it isn't such a shock to your core later in life.

Being a slacker will do you no favors. Decide now you want to be a fighter.

There are also lessons worth learning. 

2. Do all the things.

If you are remotely interested in a group, club, topic, etc, then go to a club meeting or research  the topic. Don't be afraid to pick up a book and read because your curiosity has been peaked.

Go to the football games. Go to the basketball games. Dress up. Act silly. Have fun.

You will never be as carefree again as you are right now. I know you're obsessed with being older and all the things that come with it, but trust me. Everything will happen in due time. Being an adult isn't all that it's cracked up to be, so be present where you are right now. Enjoy being 16 going on 17 years old.

Kiss the boys. Yes, LB Miss "I Have a Boyfriend", I'm talking to you. Now is the time to have fun and not be serious about boys. There will be time for that later. And you don't have to have a boyfriend to have fun or be cool.

Bubba, ask a girl out. I know you're shy, but I know you can do it. And my Camaro needs a cool dude to pick up a pretty girl for a date. It's an experience Poison Ivy needs to check off her list. Make it happen.

3. This is the year when you start to figure out who you are and what you stand for as a person. 

I know I tease LB about how this is the year she is going to decide she wants to be a lawyer like me. But truly, between the lines, this is the year that I decided what I hold dear to me.

The thing is, next year you can vote and buy tobacco. (Don't buy it by the way. Those cancer sticks kill.) And for some reason, I really took those decisions and privileges seriously. 18 is also when you get your draft card Bubba. When 9/11 happened, I grew up a little and realized how important those little rules truly were.

Maybe it was 9/11 or maybe it was because I was a nerd, but I spent a lot of time thinking about what I wanted for myself when I was 17. I decided there were some things I was not willing to compromise on and I decided that there were only a few ways I could go about doing them. And so I decided I wanted to be a lawyer.

Now I realize that not everyone knows what they want to be at 17 years old. Hear me when I say this: it is okay if you don't know what you want to do with your life yet.

My point is this: Take the time to figure out what you consider important. Because in a little over two years, you're going to have to fall back on it when you take off to college.

4. Take the first day of school pictures for dad willingly. In a few weeks, I will take my very last first day of school picture. I wish that dad could be here to take it for me. Jessi is a close second, but still. It is crazy to think that my very last first day of school picture as a student is finally here.

Enjoy that dad loves taking your picture. You'll miss it one day, I promise.

I love you both very much. I am so proud of you both. I'm praying hard for you always.

Have a great first day!

Love your big sister,

Sam

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

That time my sister mercifully remembered there was a porta-potty around the corner...

Alternatively titled: A Walk to Remember or How Feeling the Burn in Pure Barre has paid off.

You know how I have some ridiculous story during finals week? I tried to break my boob. I've broken out in hives. I've had a full on rosacea attack.

Basically I'm a freak show.

And all are stories I couldn't make up if I tried.

Tonight's story is no different.

But first a back story.

A week ago,  my sister, my friend and running partner Bethany and I went on a walk to get out some of Sugar's energy. We stumbled onto a new running trail. I got super excited because I really get tired of the same running trails. I've ran up to the little area, but never past the park. I actually have run hills there.

I was super excited because the trail is very scenic. There are also beautiful houses and I can't wait to run during the fall because of all the trees. There was a little haunted woods looking area, a basketball court, and even a porta potty which we mocked mercilessly. It is just something that you'd see in Ann Arbor randomly.

Second back story.

(Really. What is a good story without AT LEAST two back stories!?)

(I don't want to know a world like that.)

When Aunt Flo is in town, I have three symptoms - loss of appetite, the poops, and I can smell chocolate.

I know. TMI.

Third and final back story.

(This is how you know a story is going to be epic.)

Certain runners think part of becoming a legitimate runner includes a rite of passage where you have to stop and poop in the woods because you get an upset tummy while running.

I don't want to be part of that club. I've had several close calls. I know. This is also TMI.

And now for tonight's story....

I had a long day working on my paper that's almost finished. My friend Bethany also is in law school with me. She had a final today. My paper is due tomorrow at midnight. I worked all day on it. To say we're stressed and a mess, is an understatement. After dinner, she, Jessi and I headed out for another walk.

And if I wasn't a hot mess enough, I started my period.

Before we left, my stomach was bugging me a little bit, but I didn't think anything of it. We got to the park area and decided we wanted to play on the swing-set. Jessi told Bethany about how I didn't set the timer twice for peanut butter cookies and how she knows that I'm not here entirely because of finals. We swang, (swung?) went down the slide, and I may have even rode the zipline thingy.

Well it seems that is where I went wrong.

I started cramping horribly and before I knew it, I needed to go to the bathroom. I sat down in the fetal position and prayed that the good Lord above would help me in my hour of need.

Just about the time I thought I could get up, I started hurting again.

My friend Bethany realized it was serious, "Sam, I've been surveying the scenery and it seems like your best shot is that way."

"I don't think I can make it that far."

Bethany then suggested, "Well do I need to go get the car?"

"I don't think we have that much time."

A few minutes later...

Me: "I might have to go in the side of the hill."
Bethany: "We can take our jackets off and surround you."
Jessi: "I don't know if I can do that. If I get a whiff, I'll puke."

Thirty seconds later...

Bethany: "I've been playing in the dirt and subconsciously I've been digging a hole for you."

Thirty seconds later...

Jessi: "You just need to mind over matter the situation."
Me: "I've been sitting here telling myself to relax for the past few minutes. DUH."
Jessi: "You know what you should do. Go on the zipline so we can put it on Instagram."
Me: "Yes, because that will help the situation calm down immensely!"

Thirty seconds later...

I prayed out lound, "Dear Lord Jesus, please help me think of something."

And then He delivered.

Jessi: HEY ISN'T THERE A PORTA-POTTY AROUND THE CORNER??????

And I'm not even kidding when I say, I heard the Hallelujah chorus in my head.

Jessi: So are we gonna go?
Me: ....Deep breath.
Jessi: Well?
Me: Shhh...

And then with everything in my being I started to walk towards the porta potty.

Jessi: Are we leaving?
Me: Well you might not be, but I'm moving in a forward motion and I'm not stopping until I get to the porta potty.

As we're speed walking...

Me: Jessi, you're sure you saw one?
Jessi: Oh yeah! It's right by the woods part.
Bethany: Yeah, remember we talked about it the last time we were there?
Me: Okay.

And then Jessi decided she wanted to walk in front of me.

BECAUSE YOU KNOW, WE WERE ON A LEISURELY STROLL AND ALL.

Me: What the hell are you doing?!?! Get out of my way!! I can't stop!
Jessi: Oh sorry! Man I wish I had some poop jokes to tell right now.

As I'm cramping,  "I'm just so sorry for your misfortune."

And then I saw the lightbulb go off in her eyes, "Wait! I'll just fire up the Google!"

"YOU CANNOT TELL ME POOP JOKES. I CAN'T LAUGH OR I'LL LOSE IT."

"Okay. Jeesh."

Not even a second later, "Can I tell them to you when you're in there?"

"Sure. I'm so glad you're concerned. What are you even going to google? 'Jokes about Poop?'"

"Yep!"

(Back Story #4: One time when we were in college, I slipped and fell on ice. It hurt and I was crying. Jessi was crying too. But it was from laughing at me so hard.She's a sweetie pie.)

Jessi: Just looking out for you. And speaking of looking out for you, did they teach you had to squat properly in the Pure Barre class? I sure hope so because I got a feeling that this moment is what you've been training for."

Me: Oh yes Jessi. That's what Pure Barre was for. Totally.

Thankfully, I could see the porta potty. Otherwise, I might have smacked her.

Bethany too. She was snickering the whole time. Good friends I tell ya.

(But listen, if it was either of them, I'd be cracking jokes too. I'm inappropriate like that.)

Thankfully, I reached the porta potty. It had just been cleaned too! Jesus really loves me!!

Jessi: Don't forget to turn on your flashlight to make sure it's all clear.
Me: Okay.
Jessi: Did you hear about the movie called Constipation?
Me: WHAT? Huh? No, I didn't hear about it.
Jessi: Yeah that's because it hasn't come out yet.
Me: Good grief.

A few seconds later...

Jessi: What do you get when you cross a bulldog and a shih tzu?
Me: SERIOUSLY?
Jessi: No. Bullshit.

A few seconds later, I felt like a new woman. I even laughed at Jessi and Bethany's 4,385 one-liners about poop on the way home.

There also might have been a radar on the road tracking people's car speed. I also might have tried to set it off to see how fast I run.

See? Told you. NEW. WOMAN.

So what's the lesson here kids? Having a good memory is important. It might just save you from an embarrassing situation.

I hope to God that was my hot mess story for this round of finals.

Now that I've talked about poop on my blog, I'm going to bed before I realize what I've done.

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, August 12, 2013

1 Year Running

A year ago today I started running with the women's group that I love so dearly. I met my wonderful running coach.

And my life hasn't been the same since.

There is a lot of talk about what makes a person feel like he/she is a runner.

I remember my first run out there like it was yesterday. I had on some Nike Free shoes, some compression shorts, a tank top, two bras, and a doo-rag. And I had to stop a lot. But I still knew it wasn't going to be the last time I was out there.

This last year...

I ran my first half-marathon that fall and really felt like I was making progress with my second half marathon this spring.
I've figured out certain products I love and don't love. (Mizunos - YES! Nike Tempo Shorts - NO!)
I read Runner's World like it's my job at the first of the month.
I get a sick twisted feeling by how good I feel post-run.
My running clothes smell disgusting post-run. Like death level.
I try to run on days that are holidays because I think it's fun.
I've lowered my pace from 15 to 10 and I'm working on the 9s.
I have found my post-run routine.
I ran during a Michigan winter. Single digit weather baby.
I figured out that Body Glide is a runner's best friend.

But all of these things don't make me a runner.

I am a runner because I run.

And today I've been running for a year.

Boom shaka laka!

Happy Monday!

Friday, August 9, 2013

Healthy Train: The State of Things.

This week's Healthy Train is going to be a little out of order. It also might be lengthy. Either way, I felt I owed it to myself and to others who are struggling to see that I struggle too. 

State of Mind: This summer has been a whirlwind to say the least. For those of you that don't know, we are moving to Arkansas. Well, actually, my husband is already there. He got a great job that allows us to be closer to our families, that's in a college town area, and it is new to us. As much as we love Michigan, we weren't really settled when we said we were staying. It mostly had to do with our families. Being close to family is important. But we also have figured out that we love our space as well. We just don't want the space to be 16 hours anymore. So we prayed about things.

I'll admit I spent way more time worrying and in a state of denial than I should have been praying. Then we got a call about a job in Arkansas. It happened very quickly. We bought new vehicles and my sister graciously moved up here for the remainder of my time here. My dad and husband weren't crazy about me being up here by myself. So she came up here and is currently looking for a job.

Back to this whole thing happening fast. Usually, when God moves with us, it is all laid out and things happen that shouldn't or couldn't happen unless He was involved. And this time was the same, but we are going through some major spiritual warfare right now.

There have been things that have gone so right and then things that have been a major test. Trying to figure out how to make the new pay periods work and being away from Brandon is hard. We have a serious routine and it is not happening right now. To say this time is an adjustment period would be a gross understatement. I have had to remind myself more than I care that good does come with bad. It used to be one of my mantras and then I got complacent. And I am back to square one in many ways.

I say all of this to say, that this summer has been rough for my weight loss. I've been up and down like it is my job. But my natural inclination when I struggle is to withdraw. I don't like others to see me struggle. And yet I know that one of the most important things for me during this whole weight loss process has been accountability.

Whether good or bad, I've told you what I've done and what I could have done better. And I need to get back to basics. My goal is still within sight. And I still want to see my goal weight this year. I think it is doable.

So I guess I am considering this a re-commitment to myself and my goals. I never quit. I just really struggled this summer. And I could have done so much better if I just talked about it with someone.

I need to remember that anything worth doing is going to have battles, successes AND setbacks.

So I am going to start this blog post off by saying what has gone right.

The Positives alternatively titled, "How Far I've Come"

  • I smashed my old half-marathon record. 
  • I ran a 5K this year as well. 
  • I'm down 70 pounds.
  • I found cross training that I love: Pure Barre.
  • I am at a weight I haven't seen since high school.  
  • I am working on breaking into a 9 minute pace. I am really proud of this. My average paces are in the 9:50-10:30 range. I want this goal so bad. Running really does make me happy and it feeds my competitive nature as well. But more on what running has done for me this coming Monday...

How Much I've Gained: 6.8 pounds I've flucuated all summer and today I finally decided no more obviously.
Total Loss: 70.2 pounds
Starting Weight: 239 pounds
Current Weight: 168.8 pounds
Pounds to goal weight: 18.8 pounds


What I noticed was different about my body: So much, but this summer, Pure Barre has made me realize just how important cross-training truly is.

Workouts I did this week: Pure Barre four times and a 6 mile run.

Favorite Song of the Week: Fighter by Gym Class Heroes

Personal Goal for this week: Study hard, eat well, and hit all of my runs.

Goals for the Month: Run 45-50 miles. Half-marathon training is upon us. I gotta get serious again.

Favorite Quote for this week: 

"Fall down seven times, stand up eight." - Japanese Proverb

"Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts." - Sir Winston Churchill

What I’m looking forward to: Getting back on track, fall weather, running another race and more races after that and finally seeing my number.

If you made it through this long winded post, I appreciate it. Hope this finds you well, inspires you, and that you have a great Friday!  

Boomer Sooner!! 


Thursday, August 8, 2013

The Beginning of the End.

I have one more law school class to attend.
I have one more memo to write.
I have one more exam to take.

And then I have one more semester.

It blows my mind that I am in the last days of traditional classes.

I am stuck between wanting to be done with finals, wanting to make good grades, and having zero motivation in the middle of all of this.

I go back and forth between wanting to cry because I am so stressed out, wishing the world would end so I could avoid all of this homework, and wanting to crank this stuff out so it is over with already!

All of the above are things on my to-do list. They'll be checked off soon enough.

BUT I DON'T WANT TO DO THEM!!

AND YET I DO!

This is probably the most pathetic blog post I've ever written.

I also want fall to be here and yet I want to lay by the pool as much as possible once break is finally here.

Those things used to motivate me. Now not so much...

Y'all pray for me. I've got a long 9 days ahead of me.

Happy Thursday.

Monday, August 5, 2013

Monday Mumblings...

I mumble on Mondays. It's a thing. You get used to it.


  • My husband, momma, daddy, and baby brother came to visit us this weekend. It was a blast. I had a great time and ate way too much.
  • I didn't tell anyone they were coming and it was lots of fun to just explore the town.
  • The Michigan Law Library is an absolute cathedral. Seriously, it looks like something straight out of England. 
  • We went to Costco twice this weekend. Costco and their samples are appreciated greatly by my family. 
  • When I finish this LAST round of finals, it will be less than 4 months until I move to Arkansas. 
  • My brother said that he's going to be Uncle Si to my unborn kids. Jessi is Willie. Loren is Jeb. And yep, that's right, I am Jase. The kid nailed it. 
  • I think I found a great first legal bag. It's Vera Bradley. I really shouldn't be surprised by this. 
  • I also found a wonderful purse from there too. It has a matching scarf/sash.
  • Sugar was a complete angel this weekend while everyone was here. They left. Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd we're back to holy terror status. 
Happy Monday! 

Friday, August 2, 2013

Five on Friday: the "I'm going to miss Michigan" Edition

This week my Five on Friday is a little different. Three years ago today, Brandon and I were officially all alone in Michigan. We officially arrived on July 31st, but they left on August 2. I remember waking up and having a knot in my stomach. We went by the front office to our apartment complex and then we came back to the apartment and began unpacking and organizing.

Today, I am a little over 4 months from moving to our next chapter. It's already begun in many ways. I am so excited about being with Brandon again.

But in the meantime I want to be thankful for Michigan. So much has happened here and I want my Five on Friday to be about what I'll miss most when I finally move!

1. My running group and coach - This is without a doubt, #1. In just a few days, I will celebrate my running anniversary. Yes, I was running beforehand, but when I started training for my half, I felt like I was on the path to becoming a legit runner. And these women were the reason for that. They changed me in the very best way. I know I say this somewhat regularly, but I feel like running has saved my life. I know that God saves us, but God uses things and people in our path to help us from ourselves. And running being in my life was totally God. I love icing on cakes and cookies most. So for me, when someone says, "it's just the icing on the cake" I perk up because I know how much I love icing. I want to know what they consider the best part. And my running group and my running coach were the icing for me in the blessing that is running. I will miss them the most when I finally move. They've had such an impact on me and I know that is Jesus at work in the details. When I started running with this group of women, everything began to fall into place. My prayer life improved, my grades improved, my attitude improved, my weight loss improved, my marriage improved, everything just got better. They gave me a solid foundation as a runner and it is the knowledge from all of their many years of running that I will fall back on when I have a question or a frustration.

As you can imagine, I am praying hard about my next running group.

****************The rest I consider equally the things I'll miss the most.

2. Becoming Mr. and Mrs - I have mentioned this before as well, but when Brandon and I were first married, we lived in my hometown. And everywhere we went, Brandon was the girl who married Samantha so and so. And my name is hyphenated. But when I moved up here for law school, I was simply, "Samantha [Married Name]." And it was and is so nice. We're just simply the [Married Name's]. It is now weird for me to hear my maiden name. I know that might seem weird, but I love that we have become "just us two."

3. Fall and Summer Time - The summers here are divine. They are 10-20 degrees cooler than Oklahoma depending on the day. We only have about 2 weeks of 90 degree weather and that is it. It's green the entire summer and most days I can still get in a mid-day run if the day gets away from me because it really is that nice here.

BUT Y'ALL.

The Fall is where it is at in Michigan. When you picture apples and the leaves changing and old college buildings and pumpkins and apple cider and soup and everything stereotypical about Fall. It's here. And it is totally and completely magical. I swear you can smell fall arriving here.

I don't think football is quite what it should be here, but I am willing to bet that Notre Dame probably has a decent show that will complete the picture. (And for those of you know that know me, you know what it took for me to make that last statement.)

4. My law school buddies - These men and women have made our time in Michigan wonderful. So many fun times together out and about and studying together during the dreaded month and a half before finals. We have done battle together and I have learned so many different lessons from everyone of them. I have met some wonderful people here. People that make me smile and people that get me. Not all are the warm fuzzy lessons, but still I am glad for them, because I am stronger and better because of it. Going out into the real law world seems daunting at times without them by my side...but I know they are pulling for me and I am pulling for them. If I need them or they need me, I am only a phone call away.

5. Our churches - I've attended two churches since living here. The first church was a home away from home when we first moved here. They are the most welcoming and unconditional loving people we've ever met. When I started running, it wasn't easy for us to make it because my long runs ended when church started. Jessi and I found a church that is nearby and has a service that allows me to get my long run in and a shower before church as well! The first Sunday we went the sermon blessed my heart immensely. It was a word that I desperately had been craving to hear and I am still thinking about it 3 weeks later.

And while I'm talking about church, I want to mention that church is about God's people gathering together for encouragement, edification, iron sharpening iron, and worshiping the Lord together and so much more. It doesn't take a fancy building to do that. In fact, it doesn't even require a building that is owned by the church to do that. It doesn't require fancy pews or a pretty pulpit or bathrooms decorated in the latest fashion. God can do his work anywhere if there are people willing to be obedient to Him. And both of these churches are excellent examples of that.

There really isn't a good place to leave off in this place. I am sure there will be more that I'll think of as time goes along. Example: I just thought about how I love grocery shopping here because there are so many options. I could go on and on about it. But I'll save it for another day!

Hope your day was great! Happy Friday!!

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Happy August!!

I woke up this morning with a huge smile on my face.

And do you know why??

BECAUSE FOOTBALL SEASON IS HERE!!!

The grass smells like sweat. And it smells glorious!

And to share my delight, I'm passing on a few gems for my fellow Sooners!

First up, there is this Buzzfeed article. Jessi and I stood to attention while the fight song was on. It was glorious. And also, #16 is sooooo true. Every alum was shaking their head yes because they know!

Second, my boys were up at 4:45 this morning starting things off right!



Third, my sister is making me a wreath so everyone in the neighborhood will know that Sooners live at my house!

How is your August starting out? What is your favorite thing about August?

Happy August! Boomer Sooner!
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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