<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:14:02.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run with Dee Dee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116495403678805414</id><published>2006-11-30T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:20:36.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>Well its official .  My dad passed away on Tuesday night November 28th .&lt;br /&gt;A heartfelt thank you to all who prayed for him.  I came home early that evening to do some accounting work for the restaurant at home.  I got a text from Wes who encourange me not to sit there, but to meet him  at the half way  return  point for his run back home. &lt;br /&gt;I said yea and dragged my sorry but off the couch and the puter and changed out of my work clothes . It was a strange night out but the running conditions were awesome !!!  Not to hot a little cool but good . The sky was clear and thoughts of my Dad were with me.  &lt;br /&gt;While I was on my was to meet Wes, I was talking to my Dad ,and told him that I did not want him to suffer ! I was proud of him and I know he was strong  and  his mind still healthy.  Which really sucks to see some you love ,still with such a good mind beign taken right infront of you by Cancer.&lt;br /&gt; Especially Lung Cancer. It was only diagnosed 5 weeks ago after his biopasy. It is one of the most aggressive types a Cancer you can get. He is one of the few unfortunate people to get asbestos exposure and poisioning while working. Its awful but my Dad was a brave person. &lt;br /&gt; I meet Wes finished my run3 miles.  With little knee pain yea!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the dreaded phone call later that evening that my Dad had left his shell of a body and his spirit was free !!  His pain was no longer.  He can breath !&lt;br /&gt;I will miss him! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116495403678805414?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116495403678805414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116495403678805414' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116495403678805414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116495403678805414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/11/final-chapter.html' title='The Final Chapter'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116398852394555883</id><published>2006-11-19T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:08:44.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>Okay since I last had time to blog , I was drowning in my sorrow for my father who is ill.&lt;br /&gt;My dear husband allowed me sometime away to go help my Mom and  my sister.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is improving slowly so keep those prayers coming . They are helping I am sure !&lt;br /&gt;The Cancer he has still has not be addressed yet but I am hoping we can try and treat it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Thats right be positive!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Alabama on Tuesday flew in that morning went straight to the hospital ,and that continued till Thursday afternoon. I departed for the Atl needless to say, flying into the night and landing in the drive way about 10pm.  I went straight upstairs to unpack and repack to travel to Raleigh on Fri am. My oldest son had a soccer tournament.  So back in the car early Friday morning to travel another 8 hrs in the car . Yes I arrived , exhausted and ready to watch a weekend of Soccer.  Not a real ideal place to run here at the hotel . But i was determined to do something for myself this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back from the soccer fields on Saturday evening I did it . I on my own decided to go to the exercise room . I was dissapointed I really wanted to run by there was not treadmill insight.&lt;br /&gt;The stair master was broke. I thought oh sh** this is not cool .  I really want to start my training back . I have been off for 6 weeks now because of the knee and family crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH ha they have a stationery bike !!! I will ride this .  It was great !!!!  I suprised myself and rode the bike for 30 minutes with just a little knee pain and the distance was 5miles.  I thought to myself she's coming back !!!!!  Yeah .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116398852394555883?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116398852394555883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116398852394555883' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116398852394555883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116398852394555883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/11/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116318085528642053</id><published>2006-11-10T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:47:35.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A daughters love for her father</title><content type='html'>I got tragic news yesterday about my fathers condition. He was admitted into the hospital 19 days ago to under go  biopsay .  Unfortunatley my mom was told yesterday that my father cancer he has is wide spreading and has limited time left on this planet .  He has pretty much lapsed into  a drug state acoma and will soon leave this earth . The following&lt;br /&gt; words in Christina Augilera pretty much some up how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw you face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You told me how proud you were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I only knew then what I know today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WOULD HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WOULD TAKE YOUR PAIN AWAY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU FOR ALL YOU'VE  DONE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FORGIVE ALL YOUR MISTAKES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERE NOTHING I WOULDNT DO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO HEAR YOUR VOICE AGAIN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMETIMES I WANNA CALL YOU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT I KNOW YOU WON'T BE THERE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOME DAYS I FEEL BROKE INSIDE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT I WON'T ADMIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMETIMES I WANNA HIDE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAUSE ITS YOU I MISS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND ITS SO HARD TO SAY GOODBYE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHEN IT COMES TO THIS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOULD YOU TELL ME I WAS WRONG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOULD YOU HELP ME UNDERSTAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARE LOOKIN DOWN  UPON ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARE YOU PROUD OF WHO I AM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERES NOTHING I WOULDN'T DO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO HAVE JUST ONE MORE CHANCE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO LOOK INTO YOUR EYES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND SEE YOU LOOKING BACK &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116318085528642053?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116318085528642053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116318085528642053' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116318085528642053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116318085528642053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/11/daughters-love-for-her-father.html' title='A daughters love for her father'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116302118900170960</id><published>2006-11-08T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:06:29.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoorah No Surgery</title><content type='html'>I enter the Doctors office, sign in, and oh yes, I have to give up that co pay before you see the Dr. So I sit and wait and wait. By the way, my appointment was for 2:oopm. I got in to see him at 3:00. Ok Dr, make  it quick ,I have a kid to pick up in 30 min.  Make a long story short I have no torn anything. He fitted me with a knee brace stablizer ,and told me you wear it during any physical activity ,and take my 800 mg of motrin 3 times a day Ice it. Come back in two weeks.  And hopefully the tenderness an pain Im havin will go away.  So thats it nothing exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116302118900170960?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116302118900170960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116302118900170960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116302118900170960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116302118900170960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/11/hoorah-no-surgery.html' title='Hoorah No Surgery'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116293868334568694</id><published>2006-11-07T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:31:23.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting my MRI Results</title><content type='html'>I have enjoyed running since I started about 4 months ago. I accomplished my first 5k and my first 10 k.  We have pics to prove that for all the non belivers out there!&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to say that I havent been able to run since I did my first 10k.  :( Ive  torn something in my left knee. Actually its a old injury from playing soccer in the yard with the kids . Unfortunatley the large kid tripped me to get the ball.   I had my MRI on Monday and prior to that my Doc thinks I might have a cartilidge tear. We wont know till tomorrow . I have a appointment with the Ortho to give me my results.  I am praying that I can continue to train to do the Half Marathon in March with Wes .  We are suppose to run another 5k on thankgiving morning and I think the whole faimly is going to do this one.  I will walk with my youngest if I have to.   Till tomorrow peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116293868334568694?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116293868334568694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116293868334568694' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116293868334568694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116293868334568694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/11/waiting-my-mri-results.html' title='Waiting my MRI Results'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36637813.post-116186829725432459</id><published>2006-10-26T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:11:37.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, World</title><content type='html'>Testing, one, two, three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36637813-116186829725432459?l=runwithdeedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/feeds/116186829725432459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36637813&amp;postID=116186829725432459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116186829725432459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36637813/posts/default/116186829725432459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runwithdeedee.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-world.html' title='Hello, World'/><author><name>Dee Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03737796021582764011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
