April 8, 2009

Holy busy day here. Ariel had school, and while she was in school I had a private lesson with a triathlon coach. Last week I met with this coach and worked on my swimming. While we were working on that, we got to talking about running, and how frustrated I am. So we met today to work on that. She seems to think I have a fair amount wrong with my form, and when we get that fixed, I will fix the stuff I was working on in physical therapy (and now chiropractory - not using the right muscles and muscle imbalences) and also will be faster. Sounds good to me, if I can get get it to stick. The gist of it is, the more you lean correctly, the more gravity does. But if you have been running wrong your whole life, then it's hard to retrain muscles. And your brain, brains are proving very hard to retrain.

My running lesson took all my morning, so after I picked up Adam I packed him a lunch and put him in the trailer and rode around on the bike paths for 80 minutes. He did fine while he was eating, but I got to hear a lot about how boring it was to just sit there for so long. Poor, poor guy, such hard work.

We got back in time for Ellen to drop off Ariel (she had another accident at school, Ellen said it was "deliberate.") I tried Ariel on her second lunch but she wasn't hungry so she went right down for a nap.

I woke Ariel up at 4:30 to go to our Passover Seder. Ariel was not happy about being awake and cried most of the car ride. Our crazy seder proceeded normally, with the exception that Jeremy didn't come because his of his track bike class.

And onto pictures (uploaded so fast, it's practically in real time).

Dad wanted a picture of all 4 kids:



The seder plate:



Ariel was in quite the mood:



The seder table:



Drops of wine for each plague:



After dinner, when the crazies started:



Grannie Shirley and Alex:



"If you don't stop that running around, someone is going to get hurt!"



Laura and Hannah: