Tuesday, February 24, 2015

The Wee Running Idiot


They say it takes a village...
And I’m beginning to see they are on the mark,....
In this case it’s more like a small army....
Little soldiers and commanders....
A crew on KP....
The TLC division....
The coach...
The morning mentor...
The accountability crew...
The ever-loving four legged furry companions...
The strangers who ignore the stench and sweat pouring off my body...
The 4 am blessing....
The “Chrissy” crew...
The family of non-runners....
All encouragers...
All fighters...
All rocks in one way or another....
Yep.. It takes a whole village...
And I am the wee running idiot....

And I could not be happier....

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

An honest letter to my family...friends... and dogs



HI....
I felt the need to write you all a letter...
You see...
I made a commitment this year to be better...
To train harder...
And get things back on track...
I enlisted the advice of a trusted friend...
Building a training program that takes my time and energies...
This means often I will have to pass on little things...
Like Saturday coffee....
Birthday parties....
And other little life parties that come along...
It also means that when your having your Sunday snowshoe....
Well... I'm scheduled to get my long run in... along with a few other little tidbits...
So I may not join in like I would have last year...
This also means that I get up most days at  4 am to get my training in...
That way when work calls me to stay after hours I don't have to stress about my tempo run...
I realize this means I'm not able to meet your schedule to "play" often...
But that is OK...
I knew this would be the sacrifice I would make in order to get myself back on track...
And I know...
That so many of you understand...
Support and respect this choice...
For without your encouragement...
And little "gym deals"...
There are days I would not have the energy to get my butt back out the door...
And for the rest of you...
I ask for understanding...
Its not because I don't care, that I am choosing this...
Its because I care too much...
Its not because I don't want to see you...
Or I'm not willing to make time...
Because Sunday breakfast club is open for anyone who wants to join in!!
Often it is you who fuel my morning runs...
I think about each one of you at various times through out my runs and send my happy thoughts and love your way...
It's your friendship and support that keeps me going...
Even on nights like tonight...
Where work stress has me awake at 1 am and I know my alarm will go off in 3 more hours...
I'll hit the gym and keep moving forward...
Knowing someone is encouraging me even as I struggle through my next 10K...
So please forgive me if I choose bed over late night visits...
Or if I'm not always good at inviting you to join my next training run...
The reality is...
I'm just to tired to think about inviting anyone...
But your always welcome...
And if your a non-runner...
Just meet me at the end of the trail with a hot coffee and a hug... :)
The next time your up at 5:00 am and blearily grabbing your morning coffee...
Feel free to send me a text... or a Facebook message...
As we all know...
I'll be up...
Slogging along...
Wondering what your all up to...

:)

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Clean houses and running skirt cuddles....



It was a simple post in a group I follow....
"who else needs to take a day off of work just to clean the house...."
And I thought....
I am not alone....
I mean... I don't take days off to clean the house....
Lets get that clear...
In fact...
I work WAY too much...
To be honest one of my resolutions... if not the only one...
Was to work less and enjoy life more...
Balance....
The reality is...
I still work...
And somewhere in there I am squeezing in my running...
My Mountain Adventures....
Camping...
Race Supporting....
Racing...
RD duties (which is a whole other story and not as applicable this year)....
Dogs...
And More work....
Oh....
And a new addition....
A man!
My house (mostly my bedroom)....
Looks like a running store gave birth....
Running tights...
Socks...
Bras....
Tanks...
Running Skirts...
More  Running skirts...
Shoes...
Jackets...
Hoodies...
Pull overs...
Fleeces...
A Bazillion hair bands...
And more running skirts litter my humble retreat....
The bathroom is jammed with running books...
Lotions...
Epsom slats...
Bubble bath....
More books...
A scale....(of course)
And sports oil...
(OK the odd bottle of wine sits on the bathroom counter)...

So often I've looked at these amazing women, with immaculate homes...
Perfect race times...
Children in every sport...
Baking...
Family meals every night...
And I think BAM... do they have it all together...
Until I read that post...
That one perfect post...
A confession of a stranger saying WAIT!!!
I don't have it together...
In fact...
I call in sick to work in order to clean my house...
because running is first....
And I thought...
FINALLY!!!
Someone I understand....

So tonight as I came home to get my work out on...
I cleaned up a poopy dog bum...
Gave doggie baths...(because they smelled like poopy dog bum)
Cleaned the tub...
Made pizza dough...
And worked out...
Felt like a SUPERSTAR...
And  after my soak in epsom salts I will cuddle with the pile of clean running clothes on my bed because I CAN!