For mamas who run, walk, jog, wog, traipse, hop, skip, jump, or aspire to do any of those things, we are the Dingoes. Join us here for inspiration, commiseration, support, entertainment and community. Share your training challenges, your race reports, and discuss anything and everything--just like having a super-supportive IRL running group!
We also like to discuss biking, swimming, climbing, team sports and the million other things that come up, some of which we do to run better, some of which we do when we can't run, and some of which we just do.
All are welcome!
It is commonly known that Dingoes are a
bunch, but don't be intimidated. We love new members and cherish (ahem) the old ones, too.
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My husband has declared me to be an addicted lunatic.



But I am so glad she has you as a friend so that the perspectives can realign. And yep, she gets a big thumbs up from me - sounds like her kids are doing right by themselves, and her, and vise versa.
for your friend. That's so hard. And kudos on your bike ride.
Usually I'd jump out after her, but suffice it to say that I was moving like an 82yo this afternoon.
but WI has a recall, so I am going back to the folks' to vote Tuesday (my man needs my vote). Little brother needs a little help with his kids (almost 2yo and a baby, and both have already warmed right up to me!) later this week, so I'm in demand and feeling useful.
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Enjoy being an Aunty!
It feels like it has been so long since I've posted here. We had a local move and while I was never w/o interent it wasn't always readily available and I got out of the habit of checking in reguarly. We gave up living at the beach for more living space and privacy. None of my children love the beach so I am the only one that misses it. They don't like the sun, sand, wind, or waves so that pretty much covers it.
It is AP grading time again so DH is leaving shortly, The older two started summer school today, the little girls will be out of school next week, and I have not been running at all and feel terrible about it. Perhaps soon I will feel bad enough to do something about it.

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