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out with the old…WAIT!

I don’t know why we feel the need to inevitably reflect (perhaps a bit too sentimentally) at year’s end, yet certainly I can’t help but get caught up in the tidal wave of Year in Review.  I know that I started off the year with some giant goals, and it’s probably worth at least a peek at them.  Maybe just a peek at the ones I nailed… oh, ok, let’s look at them all.

But before we get to all those goals, can I just say how happy I sounded about going back to work in that post?  So happy.  One thing I did realize this year, being both crazy employed and totally unemployed (other than my awesome job as MOM), is that I do like to work.  I don’t like to fill out forms and work at a desk under fluorescent lights, however.  Who does?

Anyhow, getting to the goals:

1. Tracking my food. Weighing less.  Well, the truth is that I did track my food.  Just not consistently.  A week here and there, a couple of days on and off.  Not consistent.  A small bout of food-fueled pity partying here and there.  A lot of moving-away partying.  Still has to be a goal for 2014.

2. 1/2 Marathon.  Done. Bam.  Not in unseasonably sunny conditions, but in unseasonably blizzardy conditions.  But it was cool.  I would do it again.  In fact, I am doing another one in March.  My running feels strong and durable now, so I am pretty psyched.

rock CF rivers half

3. Half-Iron distance race.  Didn’t happen.  When Mr. Prepared got a new position in May and started living in the Holiday Inn two time zones away, my training went into salvage mode.  My main goal became to qualify for Age Group Nationals at a race, which did happen.  But the 1/2 Iron is here and on the table again for 2014.  My new plan (so far) is to do Rev3 Wisconsin Dells, because I get to race and take my kids to America’s greatest waterpark.  Smart mommy.

Rev3 Dells

4. Mantra: Be Positive, Patient, and Persistent.  Kind of a hard goal to quantify.  I was all of these things at many times through the year.  I felt as a family we were very positive about our move to MI.  I worked really hard to be patient with the kiddos, model good behavior, and yell less.  I think I was moderately successful.  I was persistent in achieving my goal of becoming a certified trainer– I took the steps to do that, and I can now say I am an ACSM certified personal trainer as of December!  I also took my Madd Dogg Athletics/ Spinning Instructor training course in December.  I don’t currently have a plan, but I am working on it.

ACSM logo

There were lots of highlights of the year, though, including Mr. Prepared doing his first 100-mile race in Zion.  What a great time with family and friends in an amazing location with a wonderful result.

Zion 100 Taylor finish

Carrying Sarah to the finish! Can you believe it?

Selling our home in Eagle was fantastic and lucky, as we caught a blip in the market, even though we didn’t want to leave.  We also were very happy to find an amazing (Uh-MAZE-ing) school here in MI for the girls.  Lots of new opportunities are here, and many have yet to be discovered.  Needless to say, I am looking confidently toward 2014.

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a tale of two runs…

So this weekend marked the 1 month countdown to my first half-marathon, an event which I was excited about doing this early in the season for several reasons.  One, if I want to do a half-Ironman triathlon this summer, I am going to have to run a half-marathon at the end of it, so I figured it would be good to get really cozy with this distance as soon as possible. Second, we got this beast of a dog around Thanksgiving (her name is Daisy, but everyone calls her Supermodel) and she needs a good amount of exercise, and she loves to run.  So why not train to do a half-marathon?

Today’s schedule called for a simple 12-mile run, just for “time on the legs”.  (Coach Evil Genius and I started back up this week and apparently she ain’t playing around).  We were at my sister’s house, and I was procrastinating, not really wanting to wind my way around a town with which I am not intimately familiar in the heavy snow for 12 miles.  My husband and sister suggested I head out on the road out toward Buffalo Pass but keep going straight until I reached the private school, about 5 miles in.  So finally I started out, running from Spring Creek trailhead on the road, feeling OK.  At the turn  to Buff Pass, I turned right with all the traffic and started out along a flattish road, which eventually turned into a steeper road.  And a snowier road.  Until I got about 4 miles into the run, looked at the top of Buff Pass and realized I had gone the completely wrong way.  Which would explain all the damn hills that I thought my husband and sister had just been underestimating for my benefit to get me out of the house.

Which led me to Lesson #1 for the day:  When someone is giving you directions, you should pay attention to what they’re saying.

To make matters worse, I realized that my stomach was kind of cramping.  Pretty badly.  On a low traffic road, but with snow drifts about 4 feet high on each side.

Which led me to Lesson #2 for the day:  ALWAYS go to the bathroom BEFORE you start running.  ALWAYS.

So by the time I got back to the car, I was doing a serious “dance” and I jumped into the car and booked it out of the trailhead.  I roared home in time, and after, I unleashed a barrage of blame on Mr. Prepared– about not reminding me to go to the bathroom, about wearing the wrong socks, and about how stupid ultramarathons, marathons, half-marathons, and generally any running over a 10k is.  I told him I was quitting the race (he’s running the marathon) and that I never wanted to talk about doing a half-Ironman again.  Which pretty much precipitated our hasty exit out of Steamboat.

As we rolled home to Eagle in the Land Yacht, I started to relax and fiddled with my iPhone, reading my emails and whatnot.  I came across this post from my favorite blogger, Swim Bike Mom.

Which led to Lesson #3 for the day:  I cannot let fear make decisions for me. 

Part of my agitation all day was the fear that I couldn’t even run for 2 hours, or even 1:30.  Everyone says to me, “Oh, did you run like 10 miles today?”  but the truth is I had never even run 10 miles before. But I couldn’t (and can’t) let the fear of something I had never done before rule my decision-making process.  There will be a lot of things in my life that I have never done before, if I am lucky.

I turned to Taylor and asked if I could finish my workout when I got home.  I figured I had about 30 minutes more if I just needed “time on legs”, as the Buff Pass debacle hadn’t really afforded me good mileage coverage.  He agreed, I apologized, and I told him that I wasn’t going to quit on him and that I didn’t really think he was an idiot (maybe a running fool, but not an idiot).  So we got home, I went back out and finished about 35 more minutes of running on the familiar path, and went home feeling about 100 times better than when I arrived at my sister’s house in Steamboat.

So while it isn’t usually ideal to break a 2 hour run into 2 parts, today it was essential, because today 2 runs were way better than 1.

getting comfortable with discomfort

Ahh….a day off.  I mean, a day off in which I am completely disinfecting the house after a close brush with death flu and both of the children are running around since they are “feeling better”.

It’s been a while since I posted last, since I have been attempting to drink from a fire hose balancing a new position at work, family, and training.  You remember, training? For a trail half marathon I felt quite confident would be no problem way back in November when I suggested it to Mr. Prepared.  The new position at work has really been challenging, as it is a really busy time of year with the start of a new semester at the college.  In addition, just learning the day to day of who to call about what and what to do has been slightly overwhelming.  It has definitely put me out of my comfort zone.  Enough that I have found myself throwing some mental temper tantrums with a few bouts of tears thrown in, but you know what?  It’s good for me.

It’s a good idea to get uncomfortable in life.  Nothing ever changes if you’re always comfortable.  And I was getting pretty darn comfortable, I guess. I mean work was pretty dialed in, I had set some pretty serious but achievable racing goals for myself this season, and the kids were settled into a routine we have been doing for a while now.

Getting uncomfortable means that you have to expand  your “solutions playbook” and keep adjusting to what life is throwing at you.  More than a few times these past few weeks I have said that I think this new situation is too hard and I no longer wanted to continue.  But whether or not I wanted to, I had to keep pushing on.  As I push on, it gets easier- the new position, the training, finding balance between life and work.  And the opportunity to become a new, stronger, better version of myself has emerged.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone

Today I ran a new lactate threshold test on the treadmill with my “poor man’s Garmin”- a HR monitor strap and a piece of paper.  I ran faster and was able to hold a higher heart rate than the last test I did at the beginning of August last year.  I couldn’t imagine I might be in better shape than I was in the beginning of August- particularly after taking time off and not doing any consistent training.  But I guess I could be at a new base level of fitness that I didn’t have last winter.  As I ran the Boneyard last week in the snow, I remembered that I had just started trail running last March with Mr. Prepared.  I remember how uncomfortable that experience was the first time I ever did it.  And while trail running can certainly get uncomfortable, I know how lucky I am to be able to continue doing that, and it’s still as enjoyable as ever to push myself up the hill and be alone, singing out loud in the sunshine.

Lastly, if you think I am just plain nuts after this post, I messaged Swim Bike Mom about how one could possibly stand riding 3 hours on a bike trainer.  Her message?  Get comfortable with the pain.   So I guess if I am crazy, at least I have some good company.

I resolve…

oh yeah, of course I am doing a New Year’s resolution post.  Why wouldn’t I?  I LOVE to wipe to the slate clean and start over- if you didn’t know that, check out my “Day 1-itis” post.

But seriously, I have new challenges I have been ruminating over during the fall and winter, and new challenges that have been handed over to me for which I hadn’t planned.  This semester, I will be working full-time for the first time since Sarah was born, about 6 years ago!  I can’t believe it’s been that long, but I am excited to do the work (mostly because it’s temporary…as in temporary until my husband looks at our bottom line without frowning for the first time in 6 (7? 8? 9?) years and makes his own resolution for me to stay working full-time.  Love ya honey! wink. wink.)

So that said, this year I resolve to do the following things:

  • I will track my food on my (new! shiny!) iPhone until I get to my goal weight of 150 pounds. (wow, yup, there it is.  I said it.  That was harder than it looks.)
  • I will run a half-marathon, preferably on trail.  Preferably at the appointed date of March 10.  Preferably in unseasonably sunny and dry conditions.  Preferably in an amazing fashion.
  • I will complete a half-Ironman triathlon this year.  At least one, and again, preferably in amazing fashion.
  • I will use the following mantra and attempt to follow it at every opportunity:

be-positive-patient-and-persistent

which of course will lead to all kinds of wonderful things like yelling less, working out more, keeping everyone happy and calm.  I can see it now-  the vision is a little blurry, but I can see it, and we all know this one follows that:

if_you_can_dream_it_you_can_do_it_by_maytekr-d539pz8

I do have some more plans for 2013 (of course!), but I am still having commitment issues and need to consult the gurus like Mr. Prepared (my husband) and the Evil Genius (I didn’t think I should stalk her about my goals during the holidays, but I kind of wanted to) and get settled in to my new position at work.  And I don’t want to feel weighed down by too many goals, since the ones above are pretty big.  I want my resolutions to light my path forward, keep me focused, excited and positive about the future.  And I can tell you from experience…it’s working!

Share your resolutions with me!  I love to hear from you! 

oh the randomness…

I love the off season this week.  Not last week or the week before so much, but this week has been extremely awesome.  Mostly because I have done a bunch of stuff that makes me either feel extremely stupid, totally out of shape, or just plain clumsy.  So last weekend I decided that I will definitely need to run a half marathon this winter, right?  Great idea, picked one out, realized Mr. Prepared could do the whole marathon taking place same time/date (it’s a trail marathon, which is the only way I lured him in…) and we’re off.  Off to a trot.

Anyhoo, the idea of a looming half marathon propelled me to sit down and at least make a proper workout schedule, which had been lacking since Evil Genius and I are taking some much-deserved down time (much deserved for her, not so much me).  But I did actually do some working out, which was both hilarious and good.  I started swimming again last weekend, which was great- I know, I know, I swear it sucks, but it really doesn’t. However, today I swam and it was SUPER crowded in the early morning so I offered up my spot to a stressed out teacher so that she wouldn’t take it out on the kids today (I feel ya, day before Thanksgiving break!).  That left me with the option of hot tub or swimming against the tide in the lazy river.  Which of course I chose…lazy river.  Great idea for a lap or two, but my shoulders are pretty jacked now.  However, all I thought about was what great training I was getting for my “someday” swim from Alcatraz.  And how jacked my shoulders were getting.

So between that and the complete odd exercises I did with Christine in the class Trainer Guy ambiguously calls “Ski Conditioning Intervals”, I am feeling pretty darn worked.  I mean, I don’t know what half the exercises are on the board in Ski Conditioning when I start a class, but I sure as hell know what Turkish get-ups are now, thank you.  I really love getting to know the carpet of the GRC cardio studio intimately, between the burpees (of varying horrific varieties), the pushups, and laying down, panting, after about 5 get-ups.   After class, one guy said, “So, each day I come I think, It can’t be worse than last time. But it always is.  Do you like to just sit and think about new and horrible exercises to do every day?” to which Trainer Guy just laughed.  But like that evil “hahaha” it’s actually true laugh, you know?

I did do some running this week too!  A whole 10K.  Yes for the whole week.  I will make up for it this weekend.  Perhaps I will even try to run with my new beast…I mean dog.  Actually, maybe my shoulders are jacked from trying to walk her…now there’s a hellish exercise I could patent…

Have fun this weekend!

journeys in awesomeness…revised

So I did write a post in there a little while back, which was awesome, but it got erased by stupid wordpress like 3 times and I quit.  Oh well.  I can assure you it was full of stimulating anecdotes and hilarious quips and you will believe me, right?

I have been revisiting my “Journeys in Awesomeness” page lately to kind of review where I have been and where I am going.  I know I have been talking a lot about this weight goal lately, which has been elusive and annoying.  It’s a weird time of year here in our household, the time of year where we all hold our breath and wait for snow (which a good portion of our livelihood depends upon and which it’s doing right now) and we go to a lot of meetings about a lot of things we are supposed to be concerned about, whether or not we are actually concerned about them—like parent/teacher conferences, yes; benefits plan informational sessions, no.

Without any looming goals (save the annoying weight loss goal), I have been more focused on work.  One of my goals was to “never quit on a student”, which is a vague and ambiguous goal, to say the least.  I would never accept that kind of answer from my students in their own goal setting exercises, so I feel hard pressed to accept that kind of answer from myself.  Additionally, I had an incident last week which made me realize that there are times when you have to walk away from a situation, even if it looks like I am “quitting” on a student.  No situation is worth sacrificing the greater good, and trying to make one student learn in my GED class was interrupting the learning process for a lot of other students in the class.  Additionally, I realized that I shouldn’t take verbal harassment from anyone, least of all in my own classroom.  When the student finally walked out of my class last week, Kenny Rogers popped into my head, singing “You gotta know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em…” and I realized that while my goal was good-hearted in nature, it was foolish.

thanks kenny!

So, I am taking that goal off the list for now, but I have actually been working on some of the others- I actually went one whole day without swearing this week!  And I am adding one more, so I stop walking around like a girl who lost her puppy (which I did, and it is still really sad!) and get motivated to get my butt working out.  My workout regimen has been…hmm…lackluster to say the least.  BUT, I think it would be good to throw a half marathon goal into my upcoming schedule.  Because I need to so that I get my muffin top under control and onto a treadmill…or on a bike…or anything.

I would love to know what some of your upcoming goals are–hearing other people’s ideas always motivates me!  Even if your goal is simply to survive Christmas with your relatives, send it my way!

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