What was I thinking?

I keep saying that over, and over, and over in my mind, everytime I have a crazy hard workout or go out to climb yet another mountain in preparation for Mt. Marathon. I have never been so nervous about something in my life! Every time I hear the words: Mt. Marathon I get a rush of panic! I have been really dedicated to my training, my goal was to get in 40,000 vertical feet prior the July 4th and I'm well over halfway there. I've also been running on the days I don't go climbing and have been hoping I'd be in the best shape of my life by now! Saddly, I feel like I'm getting in worse shape! Every time I start to go up, I'm gasping for air, my legs are fatigued and I'm cursing under my breath wondering why in the world I signed up for this stupid race! And why did I talk about it on my blog! I swear, if I hadn't blabbed to the whole world that I was going to do it I'd totally drop out. This has been the hardest thing (physically, that is) that I've ever done, and I still have 4 long weeks left! AHHHH! If I weren't so pridefull, I think I really would be tempted to quit, but my momma taught me to finish what I start, so I guess I'm stuck. I will probably be revising my time goal from 1:45, for 2 hrs- we'll see how that goes. Really, I'd just like to finish without breaking any bones on the way down. :)
In other news- my computer once again won't allow me to post pictures. I have some sort of bug on my computer. I've known about this for oh, about 2, maybe 3 months, but do you think I could bring myself to brining it in to one of those PC docs. Nah, I'd rather just suffer each and every time I sit down to get on the internet!
Avery is really wearing me down with bedtimes lately! She just keeps refusing to take naps and then refuses to go to bed at night! I am at a total loss, she used to be the BEST sleeper ever and would ask me if she could take a nap. Now, not only will she not go to bed for hours, if I don't lock her in her room, she will sneak out and do all kinds of really naughty things. Or she'll try to go outside and go who knows where. So I lock in her, every single night. Then she'll be really quite for like 2 hrs and seriously, the moment I think in my mind, I don't even say it out loud, I just think, "oh, she must have gone to bed, good." that's when I hear something alarming and I go into her room to find something like:
all her clothes from every drawer out and she's changed into some random outfit and put other clothes on her stuffed animals
she's emptied out all her shoes and tried them all on
stripped all covers and sheets off her bed- oh and pillow cases too
gotten into her hair bows, which I thought were up high- and tried to rip them all to pieces
gotten her cute litte framed pictures down, which were up high too- and crincled them all trying to sleep with them
taken her pullup off and peed all over the bed
taken pullup off and pooped and smeared poop all over the walls and floor- this has happened 3 times now, the last time was last night and I seriously almost lost it- Oberg style!

Seriously, what am I going to do with this kid? I am really at a loss for bedtimes. part of me thinks it's because of the light, she's gradually stayed up later and later as the days have gotten longer, but I can't get her room any darker. I'll have to get some of those special black out shades in our house for her room. Good thing she's so darn cute, or I really would wring her little neck! Today at the store, she asked me "What's the matter, pidge?" She is obsessed with lady and the tramp, and if you haven't seen it in a while you may not remember why she would be saying that to me. She's also started telling me "FINE", in a really exasperated voice when I ask her to do something. What? I thought that's what happened when they hit puberty, not at 3? I think I'm in for it with her, she's a little sassafras!