Thursday, May 09, 2013
It dawns on me, as I signed up (yes, I did succumb to the temptation) for that Double Half Mary in September, that this pursuit of "shiny things" is not just a trait of my athletic side. It's a trait of my work side, too.
The "big shiny project" has brought me to more than one job. If you want me to sign on to your company, team or whatever, don't tell me about benefits or pay (although those can be roadblocks)... sell me on the work itself. Sell me on the project.
No wonder I keep going after the different and quirky events... it's a part of me, or my curious self... of my competitive "A Student" self... of the kid that read the magazine article on making your own binary card sorter with index cards, paper punch, and scissors... and went out and got a paper punch just to try it.
So, if you want to be both happy and successful... find what trips YOUR personality triggers... and USE that bit. More carrot. Less stick. Right?
LIFE is good... Spark on!
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Gotcha to come look!
This morning's moment of humor comes courtesy of MIRAGE727. He commented on one of my recent blogs about an event, dangling some serious bling in front of my eyes. Here's the link to the event:
doublehalfmary.wordpress.com/ Note the pretty little "bifurcated artifact"... um, for non-Warehouse 13 fans, make that "divided medal". It is in three parts: one side for the Saturday HM, one side for the Sunday HM, and the "plate" holding them together.
Which led me to ponder motivation. Wisdom would tell me this is crazy... half marathon, followed by half marathon the next day? But my brain (which y'all know is halfway to crazy already), the third morning after my most recent HM, was muttering... "you could totally do this... you didn't feel that bad the morning after... you even went for a nice walk..." Then the justification side of the wannabe marathon runner started whispering... "it would be LIKE a full... but with a good night's sleep in between the halves..."
OMG. I have not succumbed to the lure... yet. But let me tell you... most of the really craziness that has been my athletic "career" (if I can call it that), has been spurred on by some devilish Spark Friend... from HOT4FITNESS getting me to walk that first half... to SLENDERELLA61 luring me to drive all the way to Florida for another... to KALIGIRL supporting me through my secret triathlon dreams. And, admit it, a few devilish in person friends, too... my son dared me into my first mud run, remember?
I have some amazing Spark Friends, yes I do. And what on earth would we all do without a little nudge from our friends?
Nope. I have not succumbed... yet. But it's now planted like a seed in my mind... DSSECRETS, your hubby is the next in my line of "my friend made me do it" accusations, if I do!
Meantime, tri training is swinging into gear for late July.
LIFE is good, my friends, Spark on!
Tuesday, May 07, 2013
I just had this amazing long weekend, with the centerpiece being an athletic event. What have I LEARNED to take with me back to work?
1. I have learned that there *is* something to residual fitness, and one doesn't have to train in the extreme to be able to meet goals.
2. I have learned (re-learned, re-confirmed) the importance of never giving up, of putting my health first, of standing firm in my commitment to taking care of me.
And what have I RESOLVED for the next six months?
Resolved that: My love for my work and my obsession with it shall NOT be allowed to steal my athleticism from me. The glow that comes, the happiness from being active is too vital to my identity to go back into the shell of self-punishment in the guise of "treat" eating and self-pity.
In that light, and in search of balance, today's reminders:
* Drink that water!
* Eat what's in the bag, it's healthy, and that's why you packed it!
* Take those break walks, even if they aren't at the "normal" time.
* Let yourself go for that swim after work! Leave work in time to allow for it.
* And remember, it will all be there tomorrow... stand firm.
Spark a great day, my friends! WE are worth it. LIFE is good, every person I meet who is surviving whatever challenges they have been handed reminds me of this anew. Every loved one I know, every stranger who has departed reminds me of this as well.
Today I shall honor them all by LIVING life, a moment at a time, and appreciating how wonderful it is.
Monday, May 06, 2013
"to your regular programme. This has been a special endorphin bubble."
So, following the high, finding the balance point, that's the regular programme. But with just a little lingering over savoring why I still do these things.
My kid sis, SPINNINGJW, dropped over this morning and we went for a gentle walk through the neighborhood. As has become my habit, I took the day after the marathon as vacation, same as I take the Friday before. It keeps the focus on the specialness of this event in my heart.
At noon, I donated blood. Successfully. This says I have been hydrating appropriately. It flowed smoothly, and she got the stick on the first try, which is sometimes a problem with my rolling veins. I bubbled all over the crew there, then took my celebration with me to my JC center, where I bubbled all over the staff, and showed off the finishers medal and bragged on my PR.
Now it's time to come back to earth. But first a word from my alternate sponsor... I signed on for a 10K on June 1st, just to keep myself in the game. This week, in my mind, is the opening week of triathlon training. Today is a rest day.
I have come to believe that to keep my balance at work, I have to have these events as rewards. Anyway, that's the way it's going to be... sunshine and running shoes.
Sunday, May 05, 2013
After all that whining and moaning (which obviously I tend to do, along with the second guessing about whether I've trained well enough), I reached the point of "what will be, will be". Those of you who asked what my target time was? I was rebelling against setting one... but in my little heart of hearts, I could not resist wanting to shave a couple of minutes off my best time, and with humorous intent, had a fellow racer snap my photo with the "dream" time pacers, before the race.
I was chatting before start time with a lovely lady named Dora... we picked each other up on the way from where we parked our cars to the start line, and became immediate buddies, the way one does on race day. She's a breast cancer survivor, having just been cleared about a month ago to start exercising again, and GET THIS... had not specifically trained for this race at all, but since she'd already signed up for it, there she was. She would walk it, and her goal was under 4 hours.
We encouraged one another and said farewell at the start line. Most important item of the day: I did NOT trip this year on country club hill, so do not anticipate losing a toenail like I did last year. Most fun visual was on the drive home, which I deliberately took along the route of the full marathon... seeing the 4 hour marathon pace group passing the 5 hour marathon pace group... 4 hours were on their way back, 5 hours still on the way out to the turnaround point.
But I digress: back to how the race went. Weather report. I felt COLD before the start. I never got overheated, even though I was wearing three layers on top, including "sleeves" and two pair of gloves. OK, I did take off the outer pair at about mile 4, and never put them back on.
Fun bits: as always the spectators... it was COLD for them, but with their blankies and coats they came out, as they always do. And since our names are on our bibs the past couple of years, they could actually cheer you on by name... so totally cool to have someone you don't even know shout your name & say "you're looking good" or "strong" or, the funniest one: "Look at Barb, she's walking faster than some of these runners". The illusion of intervals. He happened to see me in one of my walk intervals.
When I realized I was running really really well: at about mile 5 - 6, when Runkeeper kept telling me I was on a 10 minute mile pace. That's a minute slower than my 5 mile Buffalo run last September, but VERY fast for a HM for me. Another "a-hah" moment that told me I'm in better shape than I thought, was when on the bike path I kept jogging rather than using those walk intervals "so I don't block the folks who want to jog who are behind me". And had the gas to do so.
Missed all the relatives who were trying to chase me down, but saw a few folks I work with that I didn't realize lived "there" along the route.
And in the end, as I was turning onto Stadium drive, a whole slew of full marathoners were finishing same time I was finishing the half. The gun clock read 3:01 as I passed under it. My official time? 2:19:17. I am in awe... I left it out there on the course. I have become willing to do so.
If I never run another step, I think I have turned a mental corner: I AM a runner! And what's really amazing is that when I write those words, I tear up. Carol, this one's for you. Kathy, this one's for you. Anybody who really CANNOT run, this one is for you.
I run because I can. I run for those who cannot. And God willing, I shall continue to run, for as long as I can.
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