Parched…

There are a lot of driving miles between San Francisco and Orange County, California. I knew we were in a drought, but after all the various shades of brown we’ve encountered that point has been driven home.

Well I hope you all have a day where you aren’t suddenly parched!!!

They just might fall off …

Sunday I walked one mile to the start line. Then I ran a half marathon. After I finished the race I ran another three miles to complete my marathon training for the day. Over the past three days Sid and I toured the Academy and did some sight-seeing. I have no idea how many miles that accumulated but I’m guessing A LOT. And tomorrow I am supposed to run 6-8 miles, again, in keeping with my marathon training. Ummmm … OK.

Well, I hope you all had a day where your legs didn’t feel like they were about to fall off!!!

A life of her own …

At college I lived in my sorority house. At any given time I either shared a room with one to four of my sorority sisters. Tonight and tomorrow my daughter Sidney and I are staying in dorm rooms at the Academy of Art University in San Francisco on a hospitality stay. This is a new one for me, but it’s similar enough to my college experience to send the memories flooding back to me. The fun, the friendship, college life. It’s seems so long ago, but also, just like yesterday.

I am so excited for Sidney. She has loved being here. This university is hard to hate. As a parent I want to be critical, but they are making it impossible. The programs and faculty are very impressive. And I can’t deny that Sidney seems to fit in here … naturally.

As I lay here in this unfamiliar room, listening to the nighttime sounds of this big city, it seems so foreign to me. To her. But I know, that if Sidney does choose to come to college here, that all of this will become like home to her. Her home.

This city.
This school.
These sounds.
All grown up.
And on her own.
Wow.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you watched your daughter start to make a life of her own!!!

Patience, demons and having what it takes …

It seems like every time I come to San Francisco, I set out to prove something to myself. I ran my first marathon here, completing a dream I had lost long ago. I became a Marathon Maniac here, proving to myself that although I might get knocked down it won’t ever stop me from living a life beyond my wildest dreams. And now … tomorrow I will run in the first half of the San Francisco Marathon and will get to run over the Golden Gate Bridge. Something I have wanted to do for some time now. This is also my first race as a 46 year old … and I’d be lying if I told you that my mother isn’t on my mind. She is.

I have written before that my mother was dying at my age. Some days I can’t put how all that feels into words. It’s one of the reasons I decided to run the full marathon at Ventura. Sure, I’m not as fast as I was, I may not PR and my foot may still take me out of it altogether somewhere on that race course. BUT you know what? I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to try because at my age my mom couldn’t … and she would want me to. Each step I take these days feels like they are as much for her as they are for me. Yes. I’m battling a few demons this year. Don’t ya think?!?!

So anyway, what am I proving to myself tomorrow?

It’s pretty simple really, yet horribly complicated too. Tomorrow I prove to myself that I can be patient, when patience matters most.

Tomorrow I will not PR, I won’t even come close. There are many reasons why but the main one is that I can’t lay it all out there tomorrow if I want to do my best at Ventura. It’s hard to explain the science of marathoning because I don’t completely understand all the logistics, but I do get that running half marathon pace and marathon pace are a big difference. Pushing one, when you should be running the other is a bad thing. And so tomorrow, I will hold back and run at my expected marathon pace which is slower than my half marathon pace. I will focus on the bigger picture … even though I don’t want to.

And here is why. I love running, but I ABSOLUTELY LOVE marathoning. And if I want to become the type of marathoner I so badly want to be, I need to act like it. I need to run smart and stay focused on what I REALLY want.

Patience … yes … tomorrow it’s about patience … oh … and probably about facing a few demons too.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you feel ready to prove you have what it takes!!!

A beautiful day …

This morning my oldest daughter Sidney and I set out on our Bay Area adventure. We drove about 400 miles today stopping to see the sights along the way. We had dinner with a teammate who I have adopted as my own. It was wonderful to see her. The next five days will be filled with many events, as Sid and I are running in the first half of the San Francisco Marathon. Then Sidney has a hospitality stay at the Academy of the Art, a university she is looking to hang her hat at for four years. A thought I find thrilling, but on some level, heart breaking. I enjoyed every second with Sidney today. Her funny remarks. Her randomness. Her giggle. I love the alone time with her. Soon these moments will get fewer and fewer. Life will happen and she will leave home. Every moment is just so precious to me and this day has been so special. I look forward to the next few days, but for now I’m just appreciating today. The time, with my baby girl … grown.

Well, I hope you all had a beautiful day!!!