Well Princess is over and I, unfortunately, do not have any new Disney races in the works right now. I have been debating on what to do with this blog now that the journey to Princess Weekend is over. I have come to the conclusion that I will keep writing here. It may be a hodge podge of different things. I have a variety of interests so I am going to expand my topics and see how it goes.
I went MIA for a while again. Sorry peeps! Prepping for the race weekend was brutal as far as work and time goes so I didn’t have much of an opportunity to even read let alone write. Anyway, I have arrived back in dreary Arkansas and am taking the day to relax before work. I did survive the race and had an absolute blast. I plan to post recaps within the week! See you soon!
It’s Friday. Oh thank heavens, it’s Friday. I’m off work. Productivity is done and all I have left is polishing off my paper work. I am thoroughly exhausted. It’s been a long day. My workouts at the gym this week have been killer.
I have put in plenty of hours at work and yesterday’s run as glorious. It was one of my faster times. 11:10 min/mile. Not quite the Flash yet but still better than I was last year! I am just about two weeks away from Princess weekend. (Two weeks from today I will be enjoying an adult beverage at Hollywood studios and hanging with Kylo Ren.)
Corrals are in and I am pretty happy with my placement. I will be in corral H and I’m good with that! I look forward to meeting the awesome people I have made connections with via the Facebook groups. I’m staring down the weekend that involves 7 miles tomorrow and 14 Sunday. That’s possibly the most distance I have ever done in a single weekend and I have no idea where those will take place.
I think the biggest exhaustion comes from the fact that I had a minor heart attack this morning after the workout when hubby called to say he couldn’t find our oldest dog. This dog was my dog before hubby and I even talked marriage. We pretty much got him together but I spent hours training him, taking him to the vet, and he cuddled with me every night when I was sleeping alone in my apartment. I looked all over the neighborhood. Called my best friend. Cried my eyes out. Luckily, I was able to regain composure and think about calling Animal Control.
He had been found the previous night and a lovely couple had taken him home for the night. I was so relieved to have him back that I took him to the pet store and bought him a doggy cake.
The day I have waited for has finally come. I have obsessively checked my email. I may even have worn a small path in my driveway checking the mailbox multiple times to see if it had finally arrived. Of course, nothing arrived until after I went back to work from lunch break.
My husband tried to hide her from me. I let him live…this time. :p
I had to try her on! It was a perfect fit and I can’t wait to take her out for a test run. This is not the tank I will be wearing for Princess, that should be on it’s way from Raw Threads soon! I’m loving the crazy amount of pockets. It felt great on and I look forward to taking her out this weekend.
I woke up yesterday morning to a notification that my little blog has hit 100 followers! To many people that may not be a lot but I want to say thank you for following my little blog. I honestly started this as my little corner of the world to get out my running thoughts so I wouldn’t drive the people around me crazy. I can really go on a tangent/ I never really thought anyone would be too very interested in what was written here.
I want to say thank you to those of you who have read along the way. It’s been fun getting to know you all through your blogs and I hope to continue my little blogging journey long after this February’s princess weekend! Have a great Tuesday everyone!
I’d love to learn even more about my followers! Feel free to leave some fun facts or info about yourselves in the comment section!
In Arkansas “blizzard conditions” apparently mean “an annoying dusting of snow covering ice.” That’s what we got today and, to be honest, I probably could have gone to work this afternoon. Who wants to wait until half the day is over to make it out to see clients in their houses? To be fair, only the main roads are clear and the people I see do not live on those main roads.
Anyway, the icey conditions mean no personal training or running today. That’s okay. I did get a couple miles in on the indoor track and treadmill at the gym yesterday at least. I should be clear to run tomorrow too. That being said, I have nothing running related to talk about. Well, nothing that comes to mind at the minute so I am going to throw you a curve ball.
My disclaimer here is I am NOT a photographer. I like taking pictures. I love candid shots and have managed to capture a few with my trusty iPhone in the past.
Like this one of my friend’s adorable little girl looking at pics she took of herself.
Or this one (one of my favorites) from my Disneymoon in 2014. Are these girls not the cutest!?!
For Christmas this year, hubby decided to spoil me with this baby
I am beyond pumped about my new toy or endeavor. Whatever you want to call it. Will I own my own photo business? It’s doubtful. I just want to take pics for fun and see what kind of beauty I can capture. On that note, this is a complicated piece of equipment and I am working hard to figure it out.
I learned quickly that I was not as natural at this as I was with crochet and I was an idiot to think I was. However, I am finally starting to understand pieces of shooting in manual. far from calling myself an actual photographer but I am learning.
So far I mostly have pics of my animals, which crack me up.
I have no idea why my cat looks insane but I love it.
Same beautiful girl as before, just a nicer camera. Isn’t she like the cutest?!
Anyway, They aren’t grand. They aren’t perfect, but they’re mine and I am learning!
Feel free to leave any tips you might have for me if any of you play around with these awesome cameras!
I know I already posted but I wanted to do a more upbeat one now that I ate my snickers and feel better 😉
I’m going to start by going back a year. This time last year I was struggling and in so many ways. I was registered for a half marathon. The second one I registered for but it would end up being the first one I completed. Anyone that knows me can tell you, I am not used to failing. I’m just not. I had a 4.0 in high school. I have a master’s level education and was able to obtain a dream job. I was a championship majorette in high school and I went to districts in tennis twice, one of which was about three months after having a pretty significant knee surgery. I don’t give up and I rarely fail at things I truly set my mind on.
That being said, I had to back down from my first half marathon. I had busted tail all summer alone. I picked up my time and everything. I was hitting massive hills and practically wore down the path in the trails at the park. I ran rain or shine. Then my old running partner came back to run. She had been out for a few months due to her back problems. She’s an amazing athlete that continually downplays her awesomeness and I have to admit that I sometimes felt a little inferior. She was a beast and just an overall natural runner. I was lucky to have her help me get started but I was trying to keep up with her and my so-called good knee went out on me (i.e dislocated) less than two miles in. It was my worst fall to date and I have dealt with these falls since I was single digit ages. I just have naturally awful knees. I still have flashbacks of that fall and might be part of why I am not quite as fast as many people I know that run. it put me out of commission for a while. We did the 5k instead of the half for that race and I was distraught. It felt like a failure.
Fast forward to January 2015. I had new shoes and a new half I was training for. I had some minor falls and the previous November I sprained my ankle. I had no running partner because she stood me up pretty much every day. She just really wasn’t a morning person. I was terrified I would not be able to finish that one either. The pace requirement wasn’t super fast or anything. You could literally walk the whole thing and finish but I was still terrified. I’m going to speed this up because the post is longer than I thought it would be… needless to say, I finished! and I made a new friend along the way.
She was wicked cool and stayed with me the whole time, even when I had to sit on the concrete and stretch my crazy hip out. Also, the medals were way cooler than the one pictured. Those were temporary ones because the real ones were tied up in a shipping crisis. Anyway, I had massive hip pain and was super slow but I still finished my first half.
The struggle I had was with pain and feeling like I was alone all the time. The day after this half, I started a program I accidentally signed up for. It was called Women Can Run and, yes, I said I ACCIDENTALLY signed up for it. I don’t do new crowds well. I’m an omnivert with a slight tendency toward introvert so hubby pretty much forced me to go through with it for the next few weeks.
The program was amazing! It was free and for women of all ages. Walkers and runners were all welcome and I was somehow in the advanced group. I was terrified. I went on the first group run and was terribly slow. My leader, Lauren, was wonderful and hung back with me since everyone else had those amazing fast twitch muscles God left out on me. I told her about the awful hip pain I had experienced and about the knee problems. She suggested a metronome and told me to take small steps as if my shoelaces were tied together. I swear she was magic because that hip pain disappeared after that short run with her.
The program was 10 weeks and ended with a graduation 5k. In the advanced group we learned about speed drills and all kinds of stuff I had only read about in blogs and books. I some how went from running 13 minute miles to having my best magic mile be 10:45. My easy pace went up to 12:30-11:30 per mile. The best part was, they encouraged you to get to know the other women and make friends. This was how #teamslug began. I made two of my best running friends in that group. I did my second half marathon with them and cut 20 minutes off my time! That accidental registration changed my entire life and I am so glad hubby kind of forced my hand for those first few weeks.
The program is state wide and it was the best thing that happened to me. i would not be preparing for Princess Weekend if I had not gone to this clinic. I think I would have given up. Okay so maybe not but I would have hip pain, bad gait, and like no running friends which is just as bad.
The program is about to start back up and I have been talked into being a leader. I’m nervous because I feel like I still have so much more to learn. I’m also extremely excited and flattered that they felt I would be “an inspiration” to others. I have no idea how I will be an inspiration but I am hoping to be placed with the beginner runners. I love seeing people find joy in running and I can’t wait to give back to the program that gave me so much!
I have been iced in all day. No work. No personal training. No running. No pretty, fluffy snow to look at. I’m extremely bored and a bit stressed. Not the snow days we all remember and enjoyed as children. I want to run this weekend for my back to back training runs and I really need to make my costumes. Unfortunately, I cannot run on ice and I have no clue how to actually sew. Oh the joy it has brought me today. This is not supposed to be over until a few days from now either.
Anyone have tips for making your costume? I am terrified to start mine because the lycra fabric is kind of expensive and I haven’t really sewn a whole lot.
It’s officially 2016 and I’m still wondering how we got her so fast. Seriously, what happened to 2015. In less than two months, it will be time for Princess weekend. That fact is both exciting and terrifying to me. I have never done a challenge race before and I am starting to think I was crazy for choosing to do it. I haven’t started making my costumes and I thought I would have them done by now.
You mean you can’t just whip up a great costume on the first try without prior knowledge of sewing…what!?!
It’s also coming up on the two years of marriage mark which seems insane to me. I feel like I was making bouquets and trying not to kill my cousin/matron of honor just yesterday.
That being said, I did get this year off to a good start. We had a fun little gathering of friends last night. I brought my camera and played blindly with it. I caught some decent pics too.
Like these beauties. Okay, I know they aren’t spectacular but you have to start somewhere, right?
This morning, I drug myself out of bed after just a few short hours of sleep and headed out for a free fun run I told a friend I would do before I realized we were actually socializing on New Year’s Eve. Hubby has become quite the homebody these days.
They had free cucumber shots for participants and the organizers let us know that our town is finally trying to get a new running group off the ground. Meeting in on the 7th at 7 and I just might try to go. My running buddy and I headed out at an easy pace since I have been dealing with my weird toe issue since the Hot Chocolate 15k. (I blame the hills. Damn you hills!) I put on the shoes I was using over the past year instead of my newer ones this time. I thought maybe rotating shoes more again would ease whatever is causing the toe crud. It did! I’ll wear the ones I have a bit longer and look for a good deal on some alternates for when these officially die.
We had fun with the run for sure. It was short and sweet. We weren’t fast but we got it done and even got some official encouragement along the way!
Isn’t that sweet!?!
I also made my first attempt at midrace selfies (yep, I was THAT girl today)
Who cares, though?! We had fun in the cold (it FINALLY feels like winter here!!) and we started the year off running! Tonight, hubby and I shall eat black eyed peas and lobster tail! (sorry but hog jowl just sounds disgusting…)
As for my new goals…stress less and run more! I’m aiming for 1000 total miles this year and will do more if I can! I can’t wait to see what this year brings.
How was your new year’s day? Any new goals?