I have started out on plenty of runs fully prepared and ready to run forever only to find out about halfway down the block that what I planned to be a "long" run will more likely be a "slightly more than short run". Despite the fact that I am fully hydrated (and made a point to "go" before I left), and that I have eaten plenty of healthy carbohydrates, and that I am wearing very expensive and incredibly supportive running shoes, and that I have filled my ipod with some really good pump-up songs, and that I have really cute running gear on, and that I have slept the prescribed 8 hours...I am just not feeling it. My body and my mind are just not on the same page.
No matter how well we take care of our bodies, there are just days that we can't run as well as the others. Days where we are mentally not ready to run. I have talked to a lot of other runners about this. Some more hard-core than others. The general concensus is that for the most part the way that we take care of our bodies will attribute to our ability, or lack thereof, to run well. But, there is no doubt that every runner has that inexplicable bad run now and again. Sunday was mine.
I will admit (mostly because I have to because some of the people reading this blog were with me) that I had a couple of cocktails on Saturday night. However, I am old enough and unfortunately experienced enough to know what a hangover feels like and this wasn't. I just felt zapped of energy and pretty down. This is especially strange considering that it was the first nice day that we have had in a while. Usually the sunshine perks me up. But, instead I felt awful and as a result I couldn't run.
The point of today's blog is that no matter how perfectly we take care of ourselves, we will have off days. And the truth is, running is about 75% mental and 25% physical. So, while it is a necessity to keep the body in good shape it is also important to be in the right frame of mind. Realistically, we can't predict and prevent every illness. We can't be aware of every change in our body's chemistry. We have no control over how well our kids slept the night before. And, we can't prevent the many fire drills we face at work. All of these can knock us down and sabotage what could have been a potentially good run (or for non-runners, a potentially good mood). But despite the occassional bad run (bad mood) we need to keep taking care of ourselves and remember that tomorrow's run will be better. Tomorrow's run will be sunnier.
It has taken me a couple of days, but I got caught up on sleep, have been eating well, and I'm ready to go for that run once again!!
Until next time...
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
I'm not ready to run a marathon, so I'll eat a donut???
It would take me at least 5 months of solid, consistent training to be able to run a marathon. Hands down. It would take a lot of hard work, a lot of dragging myself out of the house or on to the treadmill, a lot of talking myself through the difficult runs and pushing myself to run "just a little" bit further. I think you get my point. Getting myself physically and mentally ready to run twice as far as the longest that I have ever run, wouldn't happen overnight. My progress would be gradual.
I feel like I can wrap my head around this concept. Whenever there is a physical feat that I am trying to overcome, it is a no-brainer that it would take some time to prepare for it and be able to accomplish it. So why is it that when I am trying to make other changes to improve my health (um, eating better for example), I feel like those changes need to occur overnight?
The truth is I was feeling pretty bad about the slip-ups that I had through out the week. I made some bad food choices and I was disappointed with myself. On top of that I didn't run this week. It was crappy all week and I just didn't take the initiative to get myself on the treadmill. I am not sure what happened, but I do know that I felt pretty bad about it. I was feeling bad. I was disappointed. That is until I realized that I did a lot of things right this week. I ate breakfast every day. I drank a ton of water. I tried to eat as many fruits and vegetables as possible. I didn't eat any sweeteners. I read labels. All good things and all things that I should be proud of. Overall I did better this week than I did last week. If I were to let myself dwell on all of the things that I did wrong then I would most certainly not get back on track next week.
Whenever I am getting down on myself, for eny reason, I always allow myself a brief period of "woe is me" time. Once that is done I try and figure out a way to fix whatever is getting to me. And, usually, I end up better off than I when started. So, for now I just have to keep reminding myself that I will get back on track!!
But, since I already messed up, one donut won't kill me. Right? Just kidding!!!
Until next time...
I feel like I can wrap my head around this concept. Whenever there is a physical feat that I am trying to overcome, it is a no-brainer that it would take some time to prepare for it and be able to accomplish it. So why is it that when I am trying to make other changes to improve my health (um, eating better for example), I feel like those changes need to occur overnight?
The truth is I was feeling pretty bad about the slip-ups that I had through out the week. I made some bad food choices and I was disappointed with myself. On top of that I didn't run this week. It was crappy all week and I just didn't take the initiative to get myself on the treadmill. I am not sure what happened, but I do know that I felt pretty bad about it. I was feeling bad. I was disappointed. That is until I realized that I did a lot of things right this week. I ate breakfast every day. I drank a ton of water. I tried to eat as many fruits and vegetables as possible. I didn't eat any sweeteners. I read labels. All good things and all things that I should be proud of. Overall I did better this week than I did last week. If I were to let myself dwell on all of the things that I did wrong then I would most certainly not get back on track next week.
Whenever I am getting down on myself, for eny reason, I always allow myself a brief period of "woe is me" time. Once that is done I try and figure out a way to fix whatever is getting to me. And, usually, I end up better off than I when started. So, for now I just have to keep reminding myself that I will get back on track!!
But, since I already messed up, one donut won't kill me. Right? Just kidding!!!
Until next time...
Thursday, June 23, 2011
I really want to give up running, but I will give up sugar instead:(
I haven't run all week. I just haven't felt like it and since I am not training for anything at the moment and haven't been in the mood, I haven't gone. But I can feel it in my bones. I just don't feel as strong and I have been kind of down the past couple of days. Damnit running. Why does something so hard have to make you feel so...healthy?
Running and I have a love-hate relationship. I love the way that I feel when I finish a run. I love training for and finishing a race. I love being in shape. I just HATE the physical act of running. In talking to other runners, they feel the same way. Exercise is an amazing thing, but it isn't always fun. I love the results of it without loving the act.
I also have a love-hate relationship with sugar. I love kit kats and chocolate cookies, especially. I love the fun of knowing even after your meal that you still have dessert to order. I even love the feeling of sugar when I eat it (I could probably eat a teaspoon of sugar. No problem!). Unfirtunately, I HATE the physical effects of sugar. I hate the way that I feel when I finish eating the sugar. I hate the fact that it causes me to gain weight. I hate that it can rot your teeth (ok - I never really thought about this before but I should have because I have had a million cavities). I love the act of it without loving the results.
Why do the act and the result have such an inverse relationship? It makes getting healthy really difficult for people like me. I am a pretty impulsive "instant gratification" kind of person and it is really hard for me to grasp the positive or negative effects that something might have in the future despite how it might make me feel today. I recognize this and I know I need to figure out a way to work with this if I am going to get healthy. Because, if the two above examples didn't convince you, most things that supply instant gratification aren't good for you and vice versa.
In the meantime, to address my clear sugar addition, I am going to give up sugar. I actually plan to start with sweeteners. I am giving up sweeteners. All things Splenda, Extra, and Sweet and Low. This will mean that when faced with the choice of "original" or "low fat" I will most likely have to go for original. But, I am ok with that. Weight loss isn't my motivation and as long as I am not downing sticks of butter I am pretty sure that the benefit of not eating chemicals (which is exactly what those sweeteners are) will outweight the extra calories. I have already started omitting sugar altogether from my daily cup of coffee and I have been adamantly reading the ingredients in everything I eat to make sure that I don't see some of the key words (i.e., aspartame, sucralose, neotame). The scariest thing about these sweeteners (specifically aspartame) is that it took over 15 years for the FDA to approve them. And I was eating them every day. Like I said, instant gratification!
Until next time...
Running and I have a love-hate relationship. I love the way that I feel when I finish a run. I love training for and finishing a race. I love being in shape. I just HATE the physical act of running. In talking to other runners, they feel the same way. Exercise is an amazing thing, but it isn't always fun. I love the results of it without loving the act.
I also have a love-hate relationship with sugar. I love kit kats and chocolate cookies, especially. I love the fun of knowing even after your meal that you still have dessert to order. I even love the feeling of sugar when I eat it (I could probably eat a teaspoon of sugar. No problem!). Unfirtunately, I HATE the physical effects of sugar. I hate the way that I feel when I finish eating the sugar. I hate the fact that it causes me to gain weight. I hate that it can rot your teeth (ok - I never really thought about this before but I should have because I have had a million cavities). I love the act of it without loving the results.
Why do the act and the result have such an inverse relationship? It makes getting healthy really difficult for people like me. I am a pretty impulsive "instant gratification" kind of person and it is really hard for me to grasp the positive or negative effects that something might have in the future despite how it might make me feel today. I recognize this and I know I need to figure out a way to work with this if I am going to get healthy. Because, if the two above examples didn't convince you, most things that supply instant gratification aren't good for you and vice versa.
In the meantime, to address my clear sugar addition, I am going to give up sugar. I actually plan to start with sweeteners. I am giving up sweeteners. All things Splenda, Extra, and Sweet and Low. This will mean that when faced with the choice of "original" or "low fat" I will most likely have to go for original. But, I am ok with that. Weight loss isn't my motivation and as long as I am not downing sticks of butter I am pretty sure that the benefit of not eating chemicals (which is exactly what those sweeteners are) will outweight the extra calories. I have already started omitting sugar altogether from my daily cup of coffee and I have been adamantly reading the ingredients in everything I eat to make sure that I don't see some of the key words (i.e., aspartame, sucralose, neotame). The scariest thing about these sweeteners (specifically aspartame) is that it took over 15 years for the FDA to approve them. And I was eating them every day. Like I said, instant gratification!
Until next time...
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
"Holding it" can't be healthy, but sometimes it's necessary...
I refuse to take a bathroom break when I go for a long run or the few times that I have run races. For those of you who run distance, you truly know the horrors of this. For some reason running kick-starts your system. I don't know the science of it, I just know from first-hand experience that this happens. It's not fun and it can't possibly be healthy but, for whatever reason, it doesn't stop me!
Beyond the obvious inconveniences:
- this always happens at the most inopportune times
- it is not easily explainable to people why you are stopping by their house mid-run
- you don't exactly blend in to the local restaurant crowd when you are dripping in sweat and smelly
I just don't want to stop!
As I mentioned in one of my earlier blogs, I have a keep it moving forward rule (whether it is running, jogging, walking, or crawling I make sure that I am constantly moving forward on all of my runs) and I stick to it. Maybe I have a fear that if I take a break I will lose momentum and either short-cut the run or, even worse, call someone to come and get me (I have only called someone to pick me up one time and that was a long time ago - thank you Karen:). Or maybe I just don't want to run for any longer than I have to.
Regardless, once I set out on that run, I can't stop until I reach my goal. I am only focused on getting to the end. In fact, this isn't uncommon for a lot of runners. Rumor has it that Uta Pippig "pippig-ed" herself when she won the Boston Marathon in '96. I don't claim to be anywhere near her caliber (she finished that marathon in under 2:30 hours, about the time I would be hitting mile 14) and I am not willing to pippig myself...that's going too far.
So you may be wondering am I telling you that there are no bathroom breaks in the sport of running?? Where am I going with this?
My intention is not for this to be a bathroom discussion. My point is that anytime we are on track to achieve a goal we will experience a little bit of discomfort along the way. And sometimes we have to just deal with the discomfort because in some sick way it may push us to reach our goal faster and even more successfully than we thought that we could. I use this example because you can argue that "holding it" can't be good for you (and, I can't counter that argument). But, there will always be a valid excuse. You just have to decide what's more important (in Uta's case, it was either winning the Boston Marathon and appearing in every search engine when someone types in "marathoner + pooped" or stopping for a bathroom break - I think she is satisfied that she made the right call!).
Until next time...
Beyond the obvious inconveniences:
- this always happens at the most inopportune times
- it is not easily explainable to people why you are stopping by their house mid-run
- you don't exactly blend in to the local restaurant crowd when you are dripping in sweat and smelly
I just don't want to stop!
As I mentioned in one of my earlier blogs, I have a keep it moving forward rule (whether it is running, jogging, walking, or crawling I make sure that I am constantly moving forward on all of my runs) and I stick to it. Maybe I have a fear that if I take a break I will lose momentum and either short-cut the run or, even worse, call someone to come and get me (I have only called someone to pick me up one time and that was a long time ago - thank you Karen:). Or maybe I just don't want to run for any longer than I have to.
Regardless, once I set out on that run, I can't stop until I reach my goal. I am only focused on getting to the end. In fact, this isn't uncommon for a lot of runners. Rumor has it that Uta Pippig "pippig-ed" herself when she won the Boston Marathon in '96. I don't claim to be anywhere near her caliber (she finished that marathon in under 2:30 hours, about the time I would be hitting mile 14) and I am not willing to pippig myself...that's going too far.
So you may be wondering am I telling you that there are no bathroom breaks in the sport of running?? Where am I going with this?
My intention is not for this to be a bathroom discussion. My point is that anytime we are on track to achieve a goal we will experience a little bit of discomfort along the way. And sometimes we have to just deal with the discomfort because in some sick way it may push us to reach our goal faster and even more successfully than we thought that we could. I use this example because you can argue that "holding it" can't be good for you (and, I can't counter that argument). But, there will always be a valid excuse. You just have to decide what's more important (in Uta's case, it was either winning the Boston Marathon and appearing in every search engine when someone types in "marathoner + pooped" or stopping for a bathroom break - I think she is satisfied that she made the right call!).
Until next time...
Sunday, June 19, 2011
I only run as fast (or as slow) as my running buddy
I recently discovered the benefits of running with a buddy. I had been feeling a bit unmotivated after Sophia was born and I solicited people to run with me...via facebook. Cheesy, I know. But I was desperate. I got a taker (shout out to Lindsey if she ever happens to read this blog!) and now I am hooked. Running with someone is an opportunity to catch up with a friend and sneak a workout in, without your body even realizing it. It is also a great way to stay honest. Who wants to be that girl (or guy) that bails on the run? NOT ME. I am that nut at the gym that creepily looks at the machine next to me just to be sure that I am running or ellipsing (word??) faster, longer, or at a steeper incline. (It is really a sickness and I am sure that I developed quite a rep at the gym that I used to go to.) It is that competitive spirit that makes me really push myself when running with a partner.
Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't love an occassional solo run with my itunes on full blast and in my own little zone (it is amazing to me that I haven't been hit by a bus because I am truly oblivious on those runs) or an adventure with my girls and the jogging stroller. I love both. But, I am the type of person that needs a positive, external influence (a pace-setter, if you will) every now and again to get me moving faster. Sometimes to get me moving at all.
Unfortunately, the opposite can be true. Just like a running buddy can help you to move faster, the wrong running buddy can really slow you down. Not good for a slow poke like me. The other day I was on the phone with a friend and we were gossiping about something or other when I realized that whenever we spoke I became pretty judgmental and caddy (hate the thought of that! Yuck.). Apparently the ability to be motivated by external influences in my workouts applies to other areas of my life as well. As I mentioned in my first blog, I am trying to get to a healthier space both physically AND mentally. And the type of negative energy that comes along with judging others and being caddy is just too much for this girl to bear. And truthfully, I am not an authority on...well, anything. I am a very smart girl and I know a little about a lot of things (e.g., I don't watch sports but it amazes my husband that I can carry on a conversation with someone that doesn't know me about Thomas's amazing save during one of the Bruins games or the audacity of Lebron to leave Cleveland the way that he did) and a lot about a few things. But, sadly, I am not an expert in anything. This has come as quite a realization and has really made me think a lot about what right I have to judge someone else's decisions.
So my new goal is to be aware of what I am saying, stay positive, and speak positive despite who I am around. This also means surrounding myself with pace-setters and potentially kicking a slacker or two out of my running club. You can keep the complimentary t-shirt of course. HAHA.
And, who knows? Maybe I can start to be the pace-setter (possible in this scenario but not probable if I run with Lindsey again;)
Happy Father's Day!!
Until next time...
Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't love an occassional solo run with my itunes on full blast and in my own little zone (it is amazing to me that I haven't been hit by a bus because I am truly oblivious on those runs) or an adventure with my girls and the jogging stroller. I love both. But, I am the type of person that needs a positive, external influence (a pace-setter, if you will) every now and again to get me moving faster. Sometimes to get me moving at all.
Unfortunately, the opposite can be true. Just like a running buddy can help you to move faster, the wrong running buddy can really slow you down. Not good for a slow poke like me. The other day I was on the phone with a friend and we were gossiping about something or other when I realized that whenever we spoke I became pretty judgmental and caddy (hate the thought of that! Yuck.). Apparently the ability to be motivated by external influences in my workouts applies to other areas of my life as well. As I mentioned in my first blog, I am trying to get to a healthier space both physically AND mentally. And the type of negative energy that comes along with judging others and being caddy is just too much for this girl to bear. And truthfully, I am not an authority on...well, anything. I am a very smart girl and I know a little about a lot of things (e.g., I don't watch sports but it amazes my husband that I can carry on a conversation with someone that doesn't know me about Thomas's amazing save during one of the Bruins games or the audacity of Lebron to leave Cleveland the way that he did) and a lot about a few things. But, sadly, I am not an expert in anything. This has come as quite a realization and has really made me think a lot about what right I have to judge someone else's decisions.
So my new goal is to be aware of what I am saying, stay positive, and speak positive despite who I am around. This also means surrounding myself with pace-setters and potentially kicking a slacker or two out of my running club. You can keep the complimentary t-shirt of course. HAHA.
And, who knows? Maybe I can start to be the pace-setter (possible in this scenario but not probable if I run with Lindsey again;)
Happy Father's Day!!
Until next time...
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Mile 1 is the hardest...
Every run I go on, no matter how many miles I am running, the first mile is always the worst. It is obvioulsy a mental thing. I don't know if it just takes me that long to get my mind in to running mode or if it takes my body that long to warm up, but it is pretty miserable. I would actually prefer the last mile of a long run over the first mile anyday.
I have tried several times to be healthierbut I really struggle to get going. Typically the whole process goes as follows:
Day 1: Decide that I will eat better.
Day 2: Read every nutrition lavel and barely eat because there is nothing healthy in our house.
Day 3: Go grocery shopping and get a bunch of "healthier" (Read: anything that is lite or low-fat) food. Continue to eat little to nothing because I have no clue what I should eat, which leads to...
Day 4: By this day I usually give in and just go back to eating whatever I want.
Apparently, I have that same "mile 1 mentality" when it comes to things beyond running. The way that I handle it on a run is to just think about moving forward. I have a rule that I don't have to keep running if I get tired, but I have to keep moving forward. Whether it is running, jogging, walking, crawling...I am moving forward. That mentality has gotten me through a lot of difficult runs. I have decided to apply this mantra to my newest endeavor and just keep moving forward. There will obviously be lots of days that I am crawling (hello, glazed donut that was just calling my name) but as long as I keep moving, I won't beat myself up about it. Eating a little better tomorrow is better than eating the crap I was eating yesterday!
On a side-note, I was exhausted because I had the girls for most of the day today all by myself and they can really wear a girl out!! But driving home from a family get together tonight they both started giggling their head's off. I don't know who started first, but I realized that one giggling would in-turn make the other giggle. They just went back and forth for a good 10 minutes and I was laughing pretty hard myself. It made me realize that nothing can give you a better "boost" than those precious moments that can't be found in a gym, a health food book, or a vitamin:)
Until next time!
I have tried several times to be healthierbut I really struggle to get going. Typically the whole process goes as follows:
Day 1: Decide that I will eat better.
Day 2: Read every nutrition lavel and barely eat because there is nothing healthy in our house.
Day 3: Go grocery shopping and get a bunch of "healthier" (Read: anything that is lite or low-fat) food. Continue to eat little to nothing because I have no clue what I should eat, which leads to...
Day 4: By this day I usually give in and just go back to eating whatever I want.
Apparently, I have that same "mile 1 mentality" when it comes to things beyond running. The way that I handle it on a run is to just think about moving forward. I have a rule that I don't have to keep running if I get tired, but I have to keep moving forward. Whether it is running, jogging, walking, crawling...I am moving forward. That mentality has gotten me through a lot of difficult runs. I have decided to apply this mantra to my newest endeavor and just keep moving forward. There will obviously be lots of days that I am crawling (hello, glazed donut that was just calling my name) but as long as I keep moving, I won't beat myself up about it. Eating a little better tomorrow is better than eating the crap I was eating yesterday!
On a side-note, I was exhausted because I had the girls for most of the day today all by myself and they can really wear a girl out!! But driving home from a family get together tonight they both started giggling their head's off. I don't know who started first, but I realized that one giggling would in-turn make the other giggle. They just went back and forth for a good 10 minutes and I was laughing pretty hard myself. It made me realize that nothing can give you a better "boost" than those precious moments that can't be found in a gym, a health food book, or a vitamin:)
Until next time!
Friday, June 17, 2011
Fueling up!
So I have decided to take a more hollistic approach to how I eat. Anyone that knows me well knows that my eating habits are horrible. I LOVE all things unhealthy and I have an endless appetite. So, making a change in the eating department won't be easy. But I feel like I never have any energy. I started to research ways to increase my energy levels (i.e., I googled it. I google everything.). Exercise was obviously a common suggestion. Since Mia was born, I haven't been working out as much as I used to but I think I move enough. Another suggestion that I saw on several sights was sleep, quality sleep. Um, I have an almost 2 year old and a 6 month old..,."good" sleep will have to wait. And, of course, the most recommended way to boost energy...eating a healthy diet. I googled and googled for some site somewhere that would tell me otherwise. That would tell me that I could continue to drink my daily mocha lattes and eat my nightly bowl of sugary cereal and wake up every day with a ton of energy. Some nutrition blogger that would know of a pill that I could take so I could continue to eat McDonald's french fries and actually lose weight. But, there is no site to find. No blogger to follow. No pill to take:( Eating things that are good for you are necessary to boost your energy. Food is our fuel. DAMN!
Now that I know what I need to do to become a more energized person how do I actually get started? What is a diet, anyway? Do I monitor calorie intake? Fats?? Catbs?? Sodium?? Do I need to join one of the groups? WW? Jenny Craig? Do I buy lots of health-conscious magazined and study them? WHAT DO I NEED TO DO?
There is so much information out there for someone who wants to get healthier, it is overwhelming. I have decided that the main purpose of me eating better is to feel better physically and mentally. Weight loss would be a nice bonus, but it isn't my motivation. Knowing my motivation has helped me to determine what approach I want to take and what information I need to get started. The word hollistic has a very soothing tone to it, so I have been googling hollistic eating. I also asked some of my healthier friends (don't be offended if I didn't ask you, there's still a chance that you are healthy you just didn't answer your phone;). I learned about some really interesting sites/books/blogs. The concept that really struck me was the concept of "clean" eating. That can be interpreted a lot of different ways, but for me it means eating as much natural foods as I can and cutting out processed foods. Essentially, I will be going more organic. Hopefully by putting more natural food in my body, I will feel better. The best part of this for me is that I don't intend to limit how much food I put in my mouth, just be more conscious of it.
I have been looking at the ingredients in the food that Steve and I buy...it is absolutely gross. I thought that buying low fat and lite foods was good for my family. I was so wrong! I plan on taking a trip to Whole Foods this weekend to stock up on some quick and easy foods...I'll let you know how that goes. I am not a fam of the typical whole food shopper but maybe they have the right idea.
Now before I wrap this up, let me tell you about a few essentials that I will NOT be giving up.
1. Iced Coffee
2. Margaritas - I would walk around in a sleepy haze before I would give marg's up
3. McDonalds fries
Until next time....:)
Now that I know what I need to do to become a more energized person how do I actually get started? What is a diet, anyway? Do I monitor calorie intake? Fats?? Catbs?? Sodium?? Do I need to join one of the groups? WW? Jenny Craig? Do I buy lots of health-conscious magazined and study them? WHAT DO I NEED TO DO?
There is so much information out there for someone who wants to get healthier, it is overwhelming. I have decided that the main purpose of me eating better is to feel better physically and mentally. Weight loss would be a nice bonus, but it isn't my motivation. Knowing my motivation has helped me to determine what approach I want to take and what information I need to get started. The word hollistic has a very soothing tone to it, so I have been googling hollistic eating. I also asked some of my healthier friends (don't be offended if I didn't ask you, there's still a chance that you are healthy you just didn't answer your phone;). I learned about some really interesting sites/books/blogs. The concept that really struck me was the concept of "clean" eating. That can be interpreted a lot of different ways, but for me it means eating as much natural foods as I can and cutting out processed foods. Essentially, I will be going more organic. Hopefully by putting more natural food in my body, I will feel better. The best part of this for me is that I don't intend to limit how much food I put in my mouth, just be more conscious of it.
I have been looking at the ingredients in the food that Steve and I buy...it is absolutely gross. I thought that buying low fat and lite foods was good for my family. I was so wrong! I plan on taking a trip to Whole Foods this weekend to stock up on some quick and easy foods...I'll let you know how that goes. I am not a fam of the typical whole food shopper but maybe they have the right idea.
Now before I wrap this up, let me tell you about a few essentials that I will NOT be giving up.
1. Iced Coffee
2. Margaritas - I would walk around in a sleepy haze before I would give marg's up
3. McDonalds fries
Until next time....:)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
On your mark, get set...
Go! As you can see, I have decided to start a blog. You might be wondering what I have to offer that is "blog-worthy". To be honest, I don't know the answer to that yet. Although I do think that I am pretty amazing (wife, mother of 2, full time career woman, friend, runner, and this list goes on), I wouldn't say that I have anything extraordinary to say. Not yet anyway. I have decided that it is time that I really focus on becoming the woman that I was intended to be. To get my act together, figure out exactly what it is that I want out of my life, and go for it. Now, this is a very lofty goal. I am aware. But, I think that there are lots of things that I can do an a day-to-day basis to work towards that goal. And that is where the blogs comes in. I am hoping to use the blog as a tool to share some ideas, get some ideas, and keep me honest. In the meantime, I am sure that you will be mildly entertained by the insanity (literally, at times) of my life.
Since my plan to is kickstart my life and move in to a better, happier space and since I like to run and I anticipate that running will have a lot to do with accomplishing my goals, I decided (with a little help from a friend:) to call the blog "Picking up the pace". Unfortunately, for you, this means that you will see lots of cheesy references to the art of running. But, if you can get past that, I think this will be a blog that you will really enjoy!!
Since my plan to is kickstart my life and move in to a better, happier space and since I like to run and I anticipate that running will have a lot to do with accomplishing my goals, I decided (with a little help from a friend:) to call the blog "Picking up the pace". Unfortunately, for you, this means that you will see lots of cheesy references to the art of running. But, if you can get past that, I think this will be a blog that you will really enjoy!!
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