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Apartment in the City Part 3

Alcoholics Anonymous has moved locations in Cedar City. I don't know where they were before, but now they're our next door neighbors. Every Tuesday night I get to walk across the street after Relief Society presidency meeting toward a room full of AAs staring at me. And I don't even get to introduce myself. I support the program. Congrats to all the alcoholics who are starting their recovery. But for anyone who's seen me wandering around outside AA:

My name is Sarah Excell. And I am not an alcoholic.

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On Your Mark

Our morning started at 3:30 as we woke up for the Bryce Canyon 1/2 marathon. We are too poor to afford a hotel room down there, so we had to drive an hour and a half to get to the race by 6:00. You can see my excitement to get out of bed so early.
Here we are in the car with our numbers in the pitch black. The good news is: there aren't a lot of cars on the road at 4:00 AM.
As we got to the starting line, we did some stretching.

And we were done in no time! Well, not really. I wish the race went by as fast as it takes to scroll to the next picture. It was not as downhill as I was expecting, but the downhill parts definitely helped. Jeff did not have to walk until mile 6 and I made it to mile 7. Then the chaffing and sore feet started to kick in. I thought I had it bad until I crossed the finish line and noticed a man with chaffed nipples. Yup. Just like Andy from "The Office." One of his nipples was bleeding.

These were our times and rankings:

Sarah: 2:05:32.0

Overall Women: 280/625

Women 19-24: 34/87

Jeff: 2:33:33.8
Overall Men: 411/432

Men 25-29: 65/68

We ran into some of our friends from Cedar and they snapped a picture of us right after Jeff finished. I was glad to be there to cheer him on at the end. It was fun to have him run with me. We both decided this is for sure the last half marathon we are running. We'll stick to 10 K's from now on.
The best part about running 13 miles is you get to eat whatever you want for the rest of the day. We were quick to get over to Dairy Queen once we got to Cedar City.
And now we are laying around the house, watching movies and complaining about all our aching body parts. Remind me never to do this to myself again.

If At First You Don't Succeed

I have been into looking at crafty people's blogs and trying to see if I can make anything. It started with simple magnets. Somehow I messed those up. And I made a bridal shower pillowcase for my friend. That also turned out far from perfect. With each failure, I decided to take on a bigger, more difficult project. For some reason, I thought I could cutely decorate our kitchen table. I read some things online (from people who knew what they were doing) so I decided to test my craftiness. It had such potential to be cute. If only I picked a better design. And actually read the directions. Good thing the table was only $50.00, right? Here are some pictures of my project. It is kind of fun because our table was way ugly before anyway, so it wasn't too much of a downgrade. All I can say is, it's a good thing we don't have a house yet.

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Pepsi Pride Day

Jeff and I had a surprisingly fun fourth of July. We didn't plan anything in advance. It was great to have a completely open day to do whatever our little hearts desired. Let me give you a rundown of the day's events:

It started with the Cedar City 4th of July parade.
Cedar City LOVES their parades. They have one for every summer holiday, plus I think they even throw some extra ones in just for fun. This parade was kind of a let down though. They only had one float. And two men were pulling it.

Then I dragged Jeff to tennis.
He beat me. Literally. He hit me with the tennis ball and I got a huge welt on my leg. I forgive you, Jeff.

And nothing says 4th of July quite like a picnic!
Jeff's family has a fried chicken picnic for the 4th of July. That sounded pretty American to me, so I thought it was a good tradition to carry on. After we got the chicken, french bread and cheesecake, some storm clouds started coming in. We decided to make it an indoor picnic while watching "Confessions of a Shopaholic." It was a cute, relaxing afternoon in.

FOOOUUUUURRRth of July Golfing.
Since Jeff watched a chick flick with me, I decided to let him play a round of golf while I followed him around. I know a lot about golf, so it was actually pretty fun to refresh my terminology.

Out with a bang.
We finished up the night with fireworks. Somehow we ended up right in the middle of a bunch of people who could be classified as ghetto. But it was funny to listen to them. Any time a red firework went off we'd hear them say something like, "Oh, that looks like a tomato!" "Tomato sauce!" There were some other ones that were blue on bottom, white in the middle and red on top. Those ones did not resemble anything patriotic to them, instead they would yell, "Oh! Pepsi!!" every time. We got a kick out of it.

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