Some things I know: Potholes are not my friends. I love the smell of fresh laundry. I do not love the smell of fresh skunk spray. A stare down with coyote at dusk makes me want to panic. A field full of deer eyes staring at me from a pitch black field is pretty cool. I love when car drivers wave. I do not love when cars cross the white line on my side of the road. I love that I turned left when I could've shortened my run and turned right. 55 degrees and sunny is quite comfortable. 34 degrees in the dark is quite chilly. I love the wind at my back. I do not love the wind in my face. I love the darkness and the silence with nothing but a sea of stars overhead. I love that no two runs are ever the same. I love when a plan comes together. All of this happened on tonight's 20 mile run. And now if you'll excuse me, there's a hot bowl of chili and an ice cold beer calling my name.
GRATITUDE. The last few weeks have been a whirlwind. I’ve been hustling, working on hard mode. Owning a business + taxes + starting a new business + figuring out all the things involved with moving states = an insanely busy schedule. I could easily get lost in the chaos if I let myself. And I have had many moments of struggle and forcing myself to level up & grow to meet the challenge. 🏃🏽♀️Rather than let myself get stressed out, I’m choosing to be grateful as fuuuuuckkkk that I’m getting the opportunity to be my own boss. I have a badass husband that supports me, reminds me to slow down, take a breath, observe, and make a plan when I feel overwhelmed with everything on my plate. We aren’t taking the easy road. We are taking our own path, and despite the struggle, it’s the best gift I’ve ever been given: to follow my dreams alongside my best friend. Life ain’t easy but it’s sure as hell amazing, ya’ll. T-minus two weeks until we begin our journey to Portland.
51 miles this week and I’m ready to dive into a ball pit full of dinner rolls now. I’d like to thank my feet for miraculously returning to normal after weeks of bitching at me. I would also like to make a special shout out to my support crew for getting me through weeks of early wake ups and near coma state afternoons. Next stop, the Cape Cod 50k on 4/8 😎💯🔥
Hello instafriends! This weekend went by in a blur. I swear I was going to get all this stuff done and it didn't happen. I slept in and relaxed instead. Still no big run as I nurse whatever is going on with my knee. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
I ran 2 miles today, a little faster than planned. Didn't hurt but there was still discomfort. Taking that as meaning I need a little more time off. Elliptical and cycling may have to be my taper runs this week. Terrapin half on Saturday.
I did #80dayobsession both days this weekend. Day 20 and 21. Cardio and total body core. Last week of phase 1! Looking forward to new workouts. Still not doing the eating plan. I sat down last night and it was just too much work and too much restriction. Just gonna count calories instead.
Food is prepped for the week. Honey lemon chicken with rice and roasted veggies. And roast beef wraps with grapes and veggies. And check out my new purple hair!
I’ve mapped out a 73 mile fatass trail run route (a 50k loop and 42 mile loop) with start and finish in a hotel parking lot (out of towners) I plan to make several more routes and hopefully start up some SD Backyard Ultra Fatass Events.
This taste like the Girl Scout Thin Mint Cookies...without the strategically placed table in front of a grocery store and the high pressure sales pitch from an actual Girl Scout, while her mother watches and waits to see if you’re calloused enough to say “no thanks”