Thursday, August 14, 2014
26.2 miles... You want to know why goals are so great? It's not just the accomplishment itself, it's the journey getting there. Training for my first marathon this fall hasn't been easy, and it's only going to keep getting harder. Yes, crossing the finish line will feel incredible... I can't even begin to fathom how many emotions I'll have going on at once!
Yes, the medal will be well earned and an honor to wear... But this journey has already been full of emotions and accomplishment. The discipline required to MAKE time to train, no matter how hot, how early, how far, how tiring... It's definitely something you have to WANT and ohhhh how I do!!
I have great respect for smaller distance races, and I'm not "knocking" them in anyway shape or form... I will say though that THIS is where it gets serious.
I have literally gotten goosebumps and chills while on a 90+ degree run when I think about the 26.2 mile race that's now only 81 days away! To some that may sound far off, but when you're upping miles every week... It's not far at all.
I imagine the feelings I'll have when we start out...
When bystanders cheer...
When I thank volunteers...
When I see my family along the way...
When the finish line is in sight... Oh man I can't wait!
I wonder if I will be struggling at the end, or if I'll be coming in strong... Regardless I am determined to finish!
Training requires determination...
I thought I was determined, then some friends who planned this same marathon to be their first as well needed to drop to the half. I'm not mad at all(bummed, sure, totally different), life happens and I think their decisions were smart ones. That was when it hit me... That I was kind of on my own, did I want it enough? It's been a difficult year for me emotionally and health wise... Did I WANT it? Could I do this on my own? I would be lying if I said I didn't give it much thought but in the end I wanted it even more then before!
Training requires brains...
Not saying you have to be a genius but you HAVE to be smart! It's not like a 5k/10k where some wait until 2-3 weeks before they end up training. I've been working towards this since last November. I made sure to run as consistently as possible through the winter so that I could jump right into training this year, because again, life happens and you don't want something to come and really set you back.
You have to be mindful of what you eat, you gotta hydrate, wear proper gear, make yourself go to bed early on a Friday night or get up and do it early before church on Sundays, you gotta be smart fueling your long runs... Yes, brains.
Training requires time...
I don't really know what to add to that other than you HAVE to put the time in. I'm out running 4-5+ hours every week.., next month and October it's only going to become crazier!
Training requires support...
I may be the one making my body run but my husband makes the time possible by watching our kids. He understands investing in the proper gear and provides it. He brings the kids out to cheer me on.
My kids love asking how my run went and what I saw, heck they enjoy running and stretching with me but they especially enjoy cheering for me. Having people who ask how training is going, who are excited for you, proud of you... Is huge. As is having other running friends to turn to for guidance.
Training requires passion...
If you don't love to run... I just don't even know why you would bother putting yourself through this, haha!
I am excited about race day but I'm also excited about training!
So set your goals, go after them and enjoy the journey getting there!
Monday, August 04, 2014
Someone recently told me, "you seem really happy and strong" in regards to my posts on Facebook. Part of me was surprised because this has actually been a really hard year for me but then again I don't update the Facebook "world" on every struggle I encounter so I could see how she would come to that conclusion.
This year has been full of sickness, high stress situations and my own personal health issues. Am I trying to deceive everyone into believing I have it all together? No. A lot of my posts contain something positive, happy or some sort of proud moment... why? Because for me, a lot of the time I have to force myself to find the positive, to see the "little" blessings I may normally overlook because of being overwhelmed by everything else.
I'll post my proud moment of running __ amount of miles because the day before I had zero energy or motivation to get anything done.
I'll post about how one of my kids said or did something sweet or funny because until that point I was dealing with fighting/whining and was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Now I'm not trying to turn this into a "woe is me" blog... But more like an "I'm human too" announcement.
I have bad days, I have hard runs, I get angry, I cry... A lot. But I also have good moments, great runs, I have things/people that make me happy, who make me laugh... And that's what I have to force myself to focus on much of the time.
God has been good to me and I want to share and dwell on that.
I'm not superhuman.
I'm not the exception.
I'm me. I'm a daughter, sister, wife and mother. I'm just like every other person in this world. I get stressed out(more than I should) and eat a gigantic bowl of ice cream, I worry myself into an emotional breakdown, I struggle and you better believe I fail... A lot.
Because of Gods grace, mercy, and death and resurrection of His Son I have hope. I have a purpose. Even in my darkest hour I have hope, I just need to learn to hold on to that and trust Him.
"No guilt in life, no fear in death, this is the power of Christ in me."
I want to be a light, no matter how dim it may be in the darkness around me.
I'm not bounce off the wall happy, but I'm not unbelievably sad either. I'm not some strong energizer bunny but I'm not a constant couch potato.
The comment that brought on the blog entry in no way upset me, but it got me thinking... Am I a fake? Am I putting on a mask? The answer is no... I'm a very real person, especially with those close to me, but social media (I've learned from past experience) is not the place to share all your deep, dark, seemingly constant problems. That's what family, close friends AND your church family is for.
No Facebook comment is going to rid me of my situation, and while it may "help" it's not going to be the help I (or anyone else) needs.
But family and friends who will pray for you, help you practically... Yes.
This year has been humbling.
So here I am... A hot mess of a wife, a mother who doesn't get it right half of the time, a Christian who still sins *gasp* and an addicted runner TRYING to reach a new dream of running a marathon while dealing with life in the process.
If I can pull this off, it'll be by the Grace of God, a patient and supportive husband and my precious kids (and my awesome I run4 buddy, josh!) cheering me on... Not by my own strength or ability.
Go after your dreams now, life will never have the "perfect conditions" to do so!
Monday, July 22, 2013
We always want to "improve" ourselves, whether it's by:
accomplishing a goal
constantly changing our hairstyle or color
whitening our teeth
even having the latest fashion.
There is nothing wrong with pursuing any of the above, though I think it's extremely important that we ask why.
Is it a need? Is it a want? Is it really going to benefit you or the others around you?
Is it for us?
Should we be healthy? ABSOLUTELY
Should we care about our appearances? Yes
There is a fine line between attaining these things, and obsessing over them to the point of destroying who you are.
We (especially women) are all self-conscious. We know people are looking, because we look too. Do we think negatively of others? No, well, we SHOULDN'T anyway.
But we look, and we always want what someone else has, and while we stand there being envious... chances are they're doing the same.
Is our self-esteem so low that we can't see our own self worth?
I've stood in front of a mirror and examined everything about myself.
you name it, I've probably stood there deciding what I did and didn't like, more so the last one.
I admit it. I admit it because I know I'm not the only one. We all do, some more than others.
For some of us the enemy is the scale, but for EVERYONE the enemy is the mirror.
I had a habit of standing there, and tearing myself down.
I could find multiple reasons I didn't like "this" about "that" and hated "that" about "this".
What good did it do me? Absolutely nothing. It made my self-esteem crash lower and lower... and increased how self-conscious I was to the point I never wanted to go out, ever.
This is such a dangerous practice... it can lead to depression, eating disorders, and just flat out hating who you are.
Why do we do this to ourselves?? It's HORRIBLE how hard we are on ourselves.
We have stuff EVERYWHERE telling us we're not good enough.
Not thin enough, not pretty enough, not stylish enough, not cool enough.... enough is ENOUGH!
The magazines, the ads all over the internet, commercials on tv.... UGH!
Do we do it for the opposite sex? No, I don't honestly believe we do... we do it to keep up with THOSE people, because we want to be them.
I'd rather be real. I'm sick of everyone telling me I need to be like this or that.
The typical sickly skinny, dark tan, perfect white teeth, bleach blonde hair or brunette covered in highlights, did I mention skinny and tan?!?!
Let's get real...
What should we do? Well, for starters, ignore all that CRAP, it's all a LIE. We ARE beautiful, we are worth loving, especially by US.
Be healthy.... YES! If that means losing weight because you're obese, do it. If it means eating healthier meals, do it.
Care about your appearance... yes. You are worth the time to take care of yourself and present yourself in a way that shows you care about who you are.
I dare you
I dare you to go look in that mirror... look at all the places that you have beaten yourself up over before, and decide if you're being RIDICULOUS, or if it's something you feel is worth the time to work on. Look at yourself... for every negative that you come up with you need to turn it around and have a positive to go with it.
It's not easy but it's worth it. You're worth it.
No more tearing yourself down because the world has stupid standards.
It's time to raise your self-esteem
It's time to stop being so self-conscious
It's time to be happy
It's time to love who you are
I dare you...
I dare you to see just how beautiful you really are.
"I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well"
Monday, July 08, 2013
Hey peeps! so I'm pretty hyper, talked about a mile a minute but thats what happens when you get some freedom, coffee and are excited! I was totally dancing in my kitchen before I recorded this by the way ;)
Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Most of you know that 7 months ago I had a c-section, some of you may not know that I also had emergency surgery not even a week after delivery because my incision re-opened(I don't wish that on anyone!).
My biggest fear during recovery? It's pretty obvious, I was terrified of it opening again because I didn't even do anything to cause the emergency surgery to begin with!
I babied that incision, you better believe it! Once I started running again there was always this fear of "what if I somehow pull or tear something?", even though time had passed and I was doing just fine.
6 months later, I finally decide it's time to start working my core again, I really needed to strengthen my abs because it helps a lot with my running, and is my "trouble area".
I cannot even tell you how afraid I was...
Let's get real!
We ALL have fears!
Some may seem big
Some may seem small
Some may seem silly
BUT regardless... we have them.
How do we overcome them? Well, you have to actually FACE them.
I started with some zumba moves that I know work my core, slow, and gently, being very in tune with my body. I had my mind made up that if I was in pain, I would stop, and try again in a day or so.
Much to my surprise... I didn't hurt! I did more... I picked up the intensity (SLOWLY)... and I started doing more real ab stuff... like crunches. No I didn't do a lot of one thing... but I did 45 min of a bunch of different things, slowly bringing up my intensity and and adding more.
You have to START trying to overcome them!
One thing at a time
One day at a time
Was I sore the next day? Yes... but in all the right places, my incision felt fine.
Am I still afraid? Yes. But not like I was, because I know what I'm capable of, and will continue to add more to it.
Overcome your fears... start by facing them. Acknowledge that they exist, and just try, a little bit at a time.
You will be surprised what you're capable of! It's MORE than you think!
Why should you overcome it you ask?
Because your fear will become a crutch.
A crutch only slows you down.
Overcome your fear... throw those crutches away and RUN!
You CAN overcome your fears... but you have to be willing to possibly fall... falling isn't failing. Giving up is.
Face your fears peeps... it's ALWAYS worth it.
Leaving you with some pics from recovery to now... life goes on!
After emergency surgery
Playing at the park with my sister(never too old!)
80's dance with my daughter
Trip to Arizona with baby Wesley
Swimming with the fishes at Bass pro with my boy
A candid Easter Family photo
80's trivia night... Wesley was impressed with my look
Dress like your hero day at school... My daughter chose me! :')
Mother's day... blessed
Sweet new running shoes!!!
He's worth all the craziness
Enjoying Silver Dollar City!
Princess night with my not so little girl
HAPPY NATIONAL RUNNING DAY!!!!!!
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