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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I am...

So the last couple weeks have been very stressful for me. I've been craving lots of snacks, I haven't run very much (most days, not at all), and the scale has been unforgiving.  I've expected that from the scale and I own it.  Luckily it wasn't a huge jump, but I know I have work to do.

We have 2, soon to be 3, extra people living in our house now. Peace and quiet is hard to come by.

My brother got married recently, and I fit into the dress a size smaller than I was wearing before! YAY ME!! And as happy an occasion weddings are, this one was stressful too.  When my family gets together, things aren't always peachy. My younger sister can make things about her, and maybe she doesn't realize she's done it, but I'm pretty sure it has a lot to do with being the baby of the family.

To my surprise, my brother had some of my parents' Cambodian friends there.  Sounds great and harmless, right? First words out of the woman's mouth "Oh, this is the fat one!"  Gee, thanks...

Might work as a cute nickname for... who am I kidding? That's just plain MEAN to say to a grown woman! And to one who knows that she's the fattest of the kids.  I was formal and cordial and pretty much didn't talk to her and her husband.  But it was an easy task to do with two little monsters running around.

Do I want to blog on and on about being called the fat one?  Or how stressed out I am?  Not exactly. I know how far I've already come, and I know I have further to go.  I'm RUNNING MY FIRST 10K on Saturday and I'm both nervous and excited.  More nervous than anything, but I can't wait to say that I ran a 10K!  And during Twin Cities Marathon weekend!  I didn't know that I would be running a 10K when I started on this running kick. I hoped I could, but it has been a lot of work.  As the mommy martyr, there's always something else I think I need to be doing rather than taking the me time and running or working out.  With the hours of daylight getting shorter, I know I'll get too comfortable after work and even in the mornings.

After Saturday's race, I am going to make some new goals. I am going to make some ATTAINABLE goals for myself to get me through the winter months. And hopefully get into smaller clothes come spring!  I am going to decide what races I'll run in 2012. Maybe not one a month, but hopefully longer distances.  And I am going to be happy with whatever decisions I make and know that I am doing them for a healthier me.  And I'll keep blogging as much as I can as a dormant 5K mom about my life.

What about you? What do you know about YOU?




Thursday, September 15, 2011

Never Forgetting

Where to begin on a day that most Americans know where they were 10 years ago... September 11, 2001... yes I do remember where I was when I found out about the World Trade Center.  I was actually not in a very good place in my life. I graduated from nursing school in the spring, but had to rewrite a paper to actually "pass" and "graduate".  I had until the end of June.  I already had a job lined up contingent on my passing the NCLEX, which I took in August and failed. I didn't have a job at that point, not even a part-time job that I thought would pan out.  I actually had interviewed at the plasma center and was waiting to hear back that day.

Anyway, I was in bed, living with my ex-boyfriend at that time. My brother called me, and told me what had happened. I had no idea what he was talking about or why it even mattered. I actually went back to sleep.  When I finally was awake and turned on the tv, I saw what he was talking about. Whoa...

10 years later, I'm at Como Lake with my husband, a member of the US Navy, who also had worked one time at the Pentagon.  We had found some matching t-shirts to commemorate the date, ones that we would run in, but also have the t-shirts from the race.  The morning felt a bit warm for September.  The race was scheduled to start at 9:11a.m. There was music, special words by Gary, a moment of silence to remember those we lost.  I was feeling emotions for sure, and then there were 36 white doves released.  You know the tears came at this point.

There were so many people at this race, more than I've seen at any of the Charities Challenge races.  It was great!  The race started and Jason and I were together, but I could tell that he really was adjusting his stride to slow down with me. I told him about 2 mins in to just go ahead of me.  People were passing me as I expected, and I had a hard time finding my groove.  I wasn't sure if I was fully recovered from the bronchitis.  I made the first lap at about 20 mins and saw our friends Mike and Chiara who came to cheer us on!  I kept on going and there was a person ahead of me that I really wanted to pass.  We went back and forth for a bit and after about 2.5 miles, she really got ahead of me.  When I passed the 3 mile marker, I saw my husband coming towards me :) He was done and wanted to come and get me past the finish line! (I love this man!)  He was kind of walking fast while I was "running" and giving me words of encouragement.  He also stayed with me as I sprinted to the finish.

My official time was 44:28. Jason's was 31:51. I was aiming for under 40, but I guess my times are getting slightly better. Jason was hoping for under 30, but I"m just proud that he even did it with me!  I have things to figure out as to why I can't get under a 14min mile, but I'm not super concerned at this point.

Next race is the TC 10K on October 1st.  My goal is to just finish. I'm running for my work corporate team and not aiming for a particular time. It'll be an early race for me, but maybe that'll be a good thing.  I'm trying to do more cross-training and today I even broke out the Shred! Hours later, I'm feeling it in my arms. Gotta get back to what I was doing before and tracking daily. I know I'll get there.

And I'll never forget this 10 year anniversary of 9/11/2001 as the first race my husband ran with me.  I'm hoping for many more!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Hitting refresh

It's been a couple of weeks since I last blogged.  August always seems to be a busy month around our house.  I've started this blog entry several times and it's evolved each time I get into it, but hasn't been finished until now.

For starters, I took my boys camping to Star Lake BY MYSELF! I didn't believe that I could handle taking the boys out in the woods alone.  I had help from some friends and that made all the difference.  I need to be in the woods each year, listening to mother nature, being unplugged from all things that are distracting.  Being at Star Lake is good for my soul, as cliche as that sounds. And it's an experience you have to find yourself. It's really one that I can't truly explain.  When your soul feels it, you'll know what I'm talking about, wherever you are.  Whether it's the feeling of spirituality with your God, or the oneness with nature.  What I feel is a quiet and peace that I need and can only get when I'm up there.

When I got back from camping, I decided to juice.  My friend Cassie told me about this juicing reboot she tried. I thought I'd try it myself. ***Disclaimer: I am not encouraging or discouraging anyone from doing a juice detox or reboot. I would encourage anyone to talk to their own health care provider about health concerns.****  So for about 3 days, I drank juice from raw veggies. It was carrots, beets, spinach, kale, swiss chard, green apples, ginger root, celery and lemon.  I did different varieties and they didn't taste so bad.  The outcome I was looking for was something that would help my psoriasis.  Maybe give me more energy.

What I got was congestion and increased mucus.  Was it a coincidence?  That I don't know. There was also a knot that I've had in my right shoulder for years that disappeared. I've seen massage therapists, chiropractor, and my own provider about it.  I swear to you it's gone.  Was it toxins?  I don't have an answer, but it's gone.

Despite being congested and mucusy (is that a word?), I decided to run the 5K for Arthritis on Aug 27th.  I did ok, but had a hard time breathing at the end from all the symptoms I was having. My time was decent, around 45 mins, and I have hope that I would've had a faster time had I been able to breathe as normal.  I later had a Navy family picnic with more coughing and feeling tired.  By the time Monday rolled around, I decided to go to my clinic.

Bronchitis. Not good.  More coughing... more rest needed, meds.... all the stuff I really wanted to hear.  *sigh*  It's a good reminder to me that I do need to slow down at moments.  And I literally had to catch my breath.  Today I'm on day 6 of my meds and I'm finally starting to feel like I'm getting back to my normal self.

I have my next race for the 10th Anniversary of 9/11 and my awesome husband is going to run his first 5K with me!  Not sure if he'll stay with me or go ahead. I'm used to running alone, but I want him to feel good about this race as well.  That day will have a different kind of meaning for him than it will for me.  And for me it'll be about the sacrifices that military spouses and families give.  And I'm hoping the next blog entry I write will be about that race and that I'll have a great time to write about!