March 2014

Hot Chocolate… Run?

This running business is getting quite serious.. I never really understood the fascination that people have with running and what would motivate them to run for hours or even days at a time. I am still not entirely sure what the driver is, but I am certainly becoming more and more interested in it! It may be driven by the increase food and sugar I have been ingesting since I have arrived… Peanut Butter Cups are now my enemy. I am only allowed them on weekends! But, also, it is an exercise I can do any

So, since my last blog about my running, I have completed a 15k run with my friends Michelle and Nerys.. named the ‘Hot Chocolate Run’ after the bowl of hot chocolate we received at the end .. the last thing we all wanted after the end of the race. We trekked into town (all of about 10 mins away) and met at the starting line at 645 in the morning! It was a grey morning and my first thought was from where I was standing at the starting line, there were a lot of hills! Anyone who has been to Coronado can confirm that there is a distinct lack of hills! So this run would be my first time having run 15 ks… and at hills. Well, I have done the City the Surf a couple of times, and honestly I just walked the hills.

Anyway, I have decided that if you are going to run these types of things, you should always run with friends. It certainly keeps me going.. instead of the internal dialogue I have to motivate myself from stopping, friends help pass the time and comment on the others running by.. oh and also where the best cinnamon buns are. it was wonderful to run down that last hill to see Ant and the boys waiting for us. The run was so well organised with a kids designated area where there were jumping castles, this country certainly caters really well for kids.

So, with 15ks done, the logical thing would be to do a half marathon. I think that if these runs only referred to the distance, I may be less concerned, but as a half marathon has the ‘m’ word in it, it seems more scary. So the it has taken me over a month to decide to join up for a half marathon in June! Can you believe it, me.. doing a half marathon?!! I can’t really believe it myself.. see you at the finish line after 21 kms!

Done  15kms!

Done 15kms!


With our pretty unimpressed support crews





Swimming and biking

We have finally started swimming lessons! Even better than that, is that the boys go in the pool without us. We have been wanting to do swimming lessons for some time, however it was just not possible as it required two of us in the pool with them.

They are having lessons with their new friend Darcy at the BBMAC pool which is part of the local high school ( They have a lovely instructor Jose which they were very well behaved for. I was amazed that he was happy to have three two year olds in the pool! By the end he had them travelling along the side of the pool and putting their heads in the water.

The key was having Darcy there. The boys think the world of him and as he was in the water with Jose they were comfortable about getting in. Darcy is also a whizz on the balance bike. He thankfully has the same one as the boys, so he has been getting the boys on their bikes as well. But, they are still not as “fast as Darc’ as I hear them say when then are on them.





Testing the water

Testing the water

Jack and Darcy

Jack and Darcy
Jack on his bike
Jack on his bike


Thirty Year Storm and high temperatures

Yes, literally, we have experienced the thirty year storm in Coronado. It generally does not rain here, and when it does it makes the front page. So when ‘the storm’ was being reported on in the local and national papers we were bracing ourselves! The reality is, we now live in a dessert, not that you could tell by the green lawns around us, but you can tell by the slightly strange tasting water, which I was ready for after three months in Ballarat.

Having lived in Sydney for the last ten years, I have grown used to, and enjoyed a good storm. That was until the boys, where rain and storms cause a personal melt down (mine.. not the boys!). The boys are very active and out door  kids, so the thought of being inside with them for a day or so sends shivers down my spine.. especially when the day starts at 0515 in the morning.

Anyway, the day of the storms arrived, with it came high temperatures… the boys that is. They both were not well at all and were relegated to the couch! Thankfully they have recently discovered the movies ‘Cars’, so between napping and watching Cars were go through the first day. As for the storm… I was still waiting, while it was raining, it was a storm. The local council set up a ‘sand bag corner’ for people to pick up sandbags for their properties – a little extreme I thought! However, this is a town where it hardly rains, so the infrastructure to cope with anything more than a light shower is not in place – we don’t even have guttering on our house.

Overnight on the Thursday it certainly was heavier rain, the boys by this stage were still not well, so we had another day of Cars! I am now a ‘Mater’ fan and can’t help but say “Sally” when I see a Porsche go by! I was getting cabin fever by this stage! Thankfully it was the weekend. Whilst the boys were not 100% better we decided to head out. It was only then that we realised that the ‘thirty year storm’ had really hit. Many of the roads we crossed to get off the island were flooded. Most of the houses here also back onto rear lane, this seems to provide a natural draining system – so people were utilising the sandbags to stop the water from entering their garages.

By day three of the wet weather we decided to brave the wet roads and venture out. When we first arrived we spent a fantastic day at Balboa Park ( which is amazing place to visit and keep on visiting – it is where the San Diego Zoo is. One of the places on our list after our first visit was the San Diego Air and Space Museum (

We have found that museums and other attractions here are very family friendly – and are priced that way as well. Children under three are free.  Behind the turnstiles the museum starts off as a hallway of fame recognising significant figures in the history of air travel (of little interest to the little ones) before opening up into a wonder of aircraft on the ground and suspended from the ceiling.

The boys had a ball pointing out various parts of the planes and sitting for 30 seconds or so to watch each of the various video displays. The highlight for the boys was the ‘Robinson Helicopter’ like their Papa’s which they were able to climb in and out of. They also enjoyed the children’s play room full of interactive science experiments including computer flight simulators, a pedal plane and the ability for the kids to ‘fly’ a fully operational plane in a wind tunnel.

We also took the opportunity to try the free cinema to watch a short presentation on aviation history. What we didn’t fully appreciate was this the cinema was a 4D ‘experience’, which we quickly came to realise as the seats moved about, fans blew and jets of water and air squirted us. While being a little shocked (as were we!) the boys seemed to enjoy it with Sam keen for more but Jack declaring it as being a ‘bit scary’.

So, we survived the 30 year storm, along with two sick boys!

Postscript.. poor Sam ended up having an ear infection!

Jack taking off

Jack taking off

Robinson R44 - getting some practice

Robinson R44 – getting some practice