Every morning that I run, right after I wake up, I check my weather and air quality apps. Then I dress accordingly. Which usually entails a few layers of clothing, that I shed along the way, and a hat. I grab my lip balm and pepper spray and I am out the door. Most mornings this goes quite smoothly. Not today.
The past few weeks I’ve enjoyed very cool morning runs with decent air quality.
This morning my weather app showed a warmer 62 degrees. I am usually always cold so I decided to still wear capris and a single long sleeved shirt to accommodate for the warmer weather. I happily left my house, forgetting my lip balm and forgetting to check my air quality app. About a half mile away from my house I realized that I put the wrong long sleeved pink running shirt on. This one does this weird rolling thing at the bottom and it drives me nuts. And I was already getting warm with no other layers to remove. I have been known to run in just a running bra, but not so early in the season. This white tummy of mine had no business being shown even at undead hours. HA! I also noticed that the brim of my hat kept moving up. Why?!?! I adjusted it a few times but it kept happening so I gave up realizing that I wasn’t running fast enough to create much of a resistance. HA, again! If all of this wasn’t bad enough, I then got a pebble in my shoe … that I refused to stop for. OY. A few minutes later I reached for my lip balm, and it wasn’t there. I was NOT happy with myself. This is one of the worst things for me our there. I need my lip balm. But I refused it go back home to get it. Hours later I am still regretting that decision. My lips still are not quite right!
I was so stubborn this morning, that I shocked myself. I refused to stop and fix anything that was wrong. I was sweating and over heating, stuck in a thick rolling shirt, with a wonky hat, a pebble in my shoe, no lip balm and breathing what turned out to be not the best air. For some reason, I pressed on … miserably.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t a hot mess!!!
The truth is that I have been into health and fitness since I was 12 years old. And a donut lover for even longer than that. The summer that I turned 12 was pivotal in my life. I started watching the Richard Simmons show and I was hooked. I began exercising outside of school PE classes and started experimenting on my own in the kitchen with healthy recipes. The life I laid out for myself that summer, stuck. I’m not saying that I didn’t eat junk food like every other teenager, I did. But that is when I learned that there can be both if I leaned more toward making healthy choices most of the time. This carried on for years and even crept its way into my career when I was given the opportunity to work with bariatric patients prior to and after their weight loss surgeries.
So why do I bring all this up?
Because today is National Donut Day. And as much as running, exercising and eating right is a part of my life, so has this favorite childhood food. Jelly donuts will ALWAYS stir up fond memories of yesteryear for me. Memories of New York (I was born there), my mom, my grandmother, and little pink bakery boxes tied with string. I love that weeks like this I am literally a walking oxymoron. With Running Day and Donut Day all occurring in one week, I feel like I get to celebrate the things that stir up a lot of wonderful memories for me. A lifetime of them really. And that is pretty cool.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you love the life you have created and get to eat a donut too!!!
My kids are BUSY. There are a lot of them. And they are heading in all sorts of directions. Libs and Reese have one more week of school left. THANK GOD. Libs had her Farewell Concert last night and her choir banquet is tonight. After that it’s JUST finals. For the record, when finals are used in correlation with the word “just” you know it’s been a heck of a school year. Despite there only being a week left, we still have a lot to work out too. UGH. I have some issues to deal with regarding Reese’s school plan for next year. Along with that I am helping George maneuver through the study abroad program. THAT is a DOOZY. So needless to say, the end of this school year has kicked my mom butt. I keep telling myself it will all be over soon. Which is actually what I tell myself on practically every run and race I’ve ever completed. HA! Anyway, the difference a mere seven days will make is honestly astonishing. School will be out, we will have lots of answers to our questions and Sid will be home. I simply can’t wait.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you make it to the finish!!!
Happy National Running Day everyone!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you celebrate your passion!!!
It makes me giggle every year. National Running Day and National Donut Day are both THIS week. Appreciation for my favorite pastime AND my favorite vice are all contained in ONE week. How cool is THAT?!?!
Well, I hope you all have the best week EVER!!!
I woke up at 4 am. WIDE. AWAKE. On a Saturday. I purposely did my long run yesterday so I could sleep in today. And honestly, by “sleeping in” I mean I was hoping to sleep until 6 am. But, nope. My body wasn’t having any part of that. Or maybe my brain was to blame. Either way, I woke up 2 hours earlier than I wanted to after two days of feeling exhausted. So I refused to let myself get up. My body was going to get the rest it needed even if I had to duct tape myself to my bed to get it! Sheesh!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get some forced recuperation!
So I guess I have a recurring theme this week. Time. I went to Costco earlier this week and time stood still there. Getting to the store, through the store and home in an hour. On top of that I seemed to find a lot of time in my days getting everything I needed to do and almost everything I wanted to do, done. It was honestly weird. And WONDERFUL. And DEFINITELY out of the ordinary. I rode this strange happening happily all week KNOWING that it would all come to a screeching halt eventually. And it did. Today I set out to run a 10k. Nothing official, just me running 6.2 miles. Anyway, there are a lot of runs that I will purposefully use an app that won’t have any voice prompts that tell me my distance or pace. The days I “run by feel” are often the most rewarding to me and they also allow me to see where my pace is really at. Today was a “run by feel day” and I have to say that I felt great. I enjoyed the heck out of my run. So much so that I lost track of how many miles I thought I had run. I got so lost in my run that I had no concept of how much time had passed. I just knew that I had been out there having a good time and figured I just HAD TO BE close to 6 miles. I sooooo wasn’t. I was only at 4 miles. What had worked for me all week was suddenly OVER. HA!
Well, I hope you all have a day where time is on your side!!!