Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Bring on Taper

This passed weekend was our longest training run for Bayshore!  I'm relieved that's it's over and even more relieved that my whole body, though a little fatigued, is feeling healthy.  I'm not sure how long it will take before I relax and stop worrying about the stress fracture coming back, but I'm not there yet.

Of course, the biggest training weekend of the season was also a busy one.  Isn't that way it always goes?

I ended up having to do my long run on Sunday instead of, my preferred, Saturday.

Twenty two miles on Mother's Day?  Ugh.  At least I was guaranteed a nap.  Silver linings, right?

Megan and I started at 6am.  We ran a 12 mile loop, stopped at our cars to refill water bottles then went back out for a 10 mile loop.  I won't lie.  It wasn't easy.  Actually, the last 9 miles pretty much sucked.  It was daylight, not my preferred vampire conditions, and the busy day on Saturday was catching up to me...there was a little more than a little whining coming from both of us.

At mile 20.5, I was in the business of getting it done.  I picked up the pace and I wasn't stopping until my watch said 22.


Randy asked me what I wanted to do for Mother's Day.  I gave him my list of requests:
1. Run (a lot)
2. Sausage for breakfast
3. Turkey Sandwich for lunch
4. Nap
5. Martini in bed immediately following said nap

There was no number 6.  I figured after running 22 miles that morning, I'd be half drunk after the first martini and wouldn't care what we had for dinner.

Number 1-4 went off without a hitch.  I sent Randy a text when I finished the run and he sent one back saying that he was starting the sausage.  I found a copy cat recipe for the sauce on Panera's Sierra Turkey Sandwich.  Randy made the sauce and I had a Sierra sandwich in my PJs right before my eyes got heavy.  The Little Ladies tucked me into bed and snuggled with me for a bit while I napped.

When I woke up from my nap, Randy was mowing the lawn, so I didn't get my martini delivered to my bed, but I did get a delicious Pineapple Upside Down Cake martini when he finished.

Ok, I had two.

Randy and the Ladies prepped, cooked and cleaned up dinner: porterhouse on the grill, sauteed green beans, mashed potatoes, salad and garlic bread.  (Carb reload?  Yes, please.)

I was still in my PJs.

Every peak weekend should be Mother's Day.

Monday, April 18, 2016

6 months later....

Woa.  I haven't written in 6 months.

I have no fabulous excuses.

The fact is, I didn't want to.  I didn't feel like I had anything interesting to say, so I chose to say nothing.  Also, I've been far more interested in living life than writing about it.

It's time to get back on the horse, so here goes...


Since last summer's stress fracture, I've been so, so careful.  Coming back to running was a very conservative process...painfully conservative.  I was so irritated with how freaking slow the comeback was... but I complained loudly and followed the plan anyway.  Some rules are not meant to be broken.

Eight months later, I'm back to my normal running.  I'm training for the Bayshore Marathon and it's getting to be peak weeks of training.  The mileage had increased slowly, and I have been pretty nervous to run miles in the upper teens, but my shin seems to be handling everything well.

Back in January, I started attending boot camp classes two days a week at Power Train Sports and Fitness.  This is really helping to keep my whole body strong and healthy.  For the whole month of January, I was constantly sore.  Everywhere.  OMG, everything hurt!  My muscles needed to get used to the new abuse.  By the time February (and the start of Bayshore training) came around, I was used to the new workouts and I wasn't nearly as sore.

The boot camp classes are changing my body for the better.  The scale hasn't moved much, but everything is tighter and I've had to buy new pants.  My underwear is even too big.  Underwear doesn't lie, friends.

A sad goodbye...

I've talked about Jackson a lot on this blog, especially a few years ago when he tore his ACL and needed to have surgery to realign his knee.  In the days following the surgery, Jack had some anxiety and I spent a considerable amount of time laying in the crate with him...and spent seven weeks rehabbing his leg back to health.  In the 10 years that Jackson lived with us, he has not been a low-maintenance dog, nor was he always well-behaved.  But he was ours; we loved him and he us.

Back in February,  I took Jack to the vet for lethargy and swollen lymph nodes.  After some testing, we found out that Jackson had cancer and the lymph nodes were the secondary site.  We opted to not put Jack through the stress of further examinations to find out exactly what type of cancer and where it started.  We started giving him pain meds and I told Jackson to tell me when it was time and I promised him that I would listen.

For the next month, I watched him like a hawk.  He was still eating normally, greeting us at the door with toys and barking at everything out the front window but I noticed that he wasn't resting comfortably during the day...he'd lay on his couch, but wouldn't sleep and I knew we were getting close.  The next day, on March 25, I was sitting next to him on his couch.  My face was close to his and I asked him for kisses.  The dog who couldn't ever control his licker, turned away from me.  He wouldn't give kisses.  That was my sign.

I'll spare you the details of my emotional agony.  Jackson died peacefully that afternoon in my and Randy's arms, surrounded by love.  The week following was hard.  Jackson was an enthusiastic greeter in a "hello, snout, meet my crotch" kind of way with more than a happy tail.  It was a whole butt wag.  Odie and Adora greet us at the door, but not like Jack did.  It's very underwhelming.  Slowly, we're all getting used to our new normal.

Our New Normal

The people....

Nearly a year and a half ago, my car was broken into, my purse stolen and my credit cards used.  Around this time last year, one of "the people" who burglarized my car was put in jail for 4 years but the other person couldn't be tried as she was already in jail in another county.  Winner.

She got out of jail in the fall and is back in jail for another 4 years just like her buddy.  On December 10, 2014, they messed with the wrong little runner girl.


Well, I think that's all the big news I have to share for now.  Skirt Sports should be announcing the 2016 ambassadors this month, I'm thrilled to be a part of their team again this year and I'll be sure to post when the ambassador profiles are on the website.  Until then, go shop!  Skirt Sports has some fantastic new prints this season, use the code RMR20 for a 20% discount.

Let's chat!
Tell me what's new in your life!

Saturday, October 31, 2015

BOSU and BOSU Sport Review

In early September, I was selected to participate in the BOSU FitFamily Instagram Challenge through Sweat Pink.  Later that week, BOSU sent me the Balance Trainer and the BOSU Sport to use with my kids.

As soon as they arrived, we couldn't wait to set them up!

Kid1, Kid2 and I are super excited for the Bosu Sport Kid Challenge! #bosustrong #fitfamily #sweatpink

From that day forward, we "played" with the BOSUs, for at least a few minutes, daily.

I had to lay some ground rules.  The girls weren't allowed to use the BOSUs unless I was with them to supervise (ahem, to play with them).  Safety first!  I didn't want them doing something foolish and getting hurt.  (For example: jumping from the love seat to the BOSU to the couch...they may or may not have attempted that little trick.)

I posted several pictures to Instagram during the BOSUstrong Challenge that took place the weeks before the FitFamily Challenge.

When it was time for FitFamily Challenge week, the girls and I had a lot of fun taking pictures to post to Instagram.  This one is my favorite of the week:

We were given the digital download of the BOSU Kids workout DVD.  I screened it before I let the kids loose with it.  We all loved it!  The exercises are fun--too fun for it to be considered "exercise". What I really liked was the "how to use" tutorial in the beginning.  The video explained and demonstrated how to set up the BOSU and how to "fall off" and get back on (always step forward onto the BOSU, never backward).  Very explicit.  I liked that.

After my stress fracture healed this summer and I came out of the boot, my physical therapist had me stand on one foot on the BOSU at the PT office.  This helped build back the tiny muscles in my foot, ankle and the muscles that attach to my tibia.  It was hard and it hurt at first but the more I practiced, the stronger I became.  The PT also put me on a squishy foam block to stand on one foot, but quickly decided that the BOSU was better for me because it made me work harder.

#FreeFriday here's my #BOSUstrong! #fitfamily #sweatpink @bosu_fitness @fitapproach #ad

The BOSU has definitely played a large part in my recovery.  I was very thankful to have one at home so I could do my strength exercises more than twice a week at the PT's office.

For the past (almost) two months, the ladies and I have really enjoyed having a BOSUs in the house.  I like it because the options are unlimited and it really works all of my muscles while improving my strength and balance.  The kids like it because....well...it bounces.

Disclaimer: This post was sponsored by BOSU but all opinions expressed are my own.  I truly appreciate all of the brands that support the Sweat Pink community.