" Then I was running!"

"Then I was running!"

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!!! I have way too many balls up in the air at the moment and am feeling frazzled. But I went to the gym anyway, thinking that I could get in a good run and it would clear my mind and soothe my nerves.  I decided to run on the track since lately the treadmill neither excites me nor motivates me and in fact, some days bores me. I was well on my way. Music blaring, legs pumping, mind clearing, nerves soothing.  I was totally rocking out to Joan Jett and loving each second more than the last and then....closing time. Bah! I had an evening class and so I had to go afterwards which is pretty close to closing time. I work all day so I can't go during the day. I have to find a better time to go work out. How do people do it?!! I have two kids and a husband to take care of. I have class two nights a week. I work 40+ a week at my real job and I just opened up a side business on the weekends. ACK!

I must work out some sytems for workouts. Maybe we can add 3 hours on to each day. Or have four day work weeks and get one day off to go to the gym.  It's not as farfetched as it seems. I know that there are actually companies that pay their employees to be healthy. I just don't know where to find them. Vent, vent, vent!!! Big Sigh! I'll just have to figure it out.

Say Wwwwwhhhhaaatttt?!

Let's see. Mondays stink! Totally, completely, thoroughly, emphatically, undeniably stink! I am having some residual effects of my run on Saturday. My left foot is hurting after doing most of the work. So now I look like Peg Leg Pete switched sides. I decided to take it easy and let my body rest. Well, apparently I do not have an idle. It's pedal to the metal or nothing. So I (once again) overdid it slightly. It could have been much worse except I had a IPod malfunction midway through my workout. "Danger, Will Robinson!" My legs are now conditioned and ruled by Pavlov's theory (sorta ). They hear music, they move. No music, they just kinda do whatever they want. So without my IPod it can get ugly, fast. I'm happy to report that it is now working properly and the world is safe once again. PHEWWW!  Today's workout should by short and sweet. Late night workout after work and school. So it should be light and breezy. Well, as light and breezy as I am capable to doing. : ) Until next time. Peace, Love, & Mozzarella.

Luck of the Irish

Kelly  & I before the race

The luck of the Irish...and the determination of the Mexican. Yesterday, I finished my second race ever. An 8K. I know that I have done twice that distance in training sessions, but man, it seemed like a really long race. It's good people and a fun atmosphere. Not the best track, but it has some pretty parts going round Lake Hefner. My first two miles are always crap. I struggle and whine (if only in my head) and ask myself why I do this.  Then usually mile 3 kicks in gear and it's smooth sailing from there. Well, yesterday was no different. I HATED the first 2 miles. My legs felt tight and I wanted to quit, go home, and get back into bed. But...I saw mile 3 ahead and shouted woohoo! I think I shouted out loud too, because I got a couple of funny looks. The perfect song came on, "Woman" by Wolfmother. And I picked up my stride and ...realized that my right foot was completely numb. Have you ever tried to run with a numb foot?  Not as easy as it sounds. I looked like the pirate Peg Leg Pete running away from angry villagers. It started to get better when I walked, so I had to walk a lot more than I would have like.  I finished the race in 1:15. I am so unhappy with that time. However, the highlight of the race was when my husband and my oldest kiddo were standing at the finish line to cheer me on. Tragon ran out to me and actually ran the last couple hundred of feet with me and crossed the finish line, which he thought was really cool. I had a really good friend run with me and she left me in her dust.  I am so proud of her. She kicked butt. Great job, Kel!!! So Redbud Classic here we come!

Terrible....

I have apparently been very terrible about posting blogs recently, but in my defense I have two jobs, go to school, have two small children, and am training for a marathon. So I think that I deserve some slack. : ) However, this next week is Spring Break! Holla, holla! So perhaps I can become slightly more diligent about blogging at least for the week. Until then, let me catch you up. I have been busting my butt at work and then going home and going to the gym. Our gym has a daycare and we have bben dropping the kids there while we work out for an hour. I feel really guilty about this, but I try to remember that I am getting in shape as much for them as I am for me. Plus they have a blast in there with all the other kids and toys.  I am trying to play catch-up on my marathon trying...(oops! typo or freudian slip, you decide)...training. So I have a routine of running, running, running, running, yoga, running, weights, and running. I should be super swizzle stick skinny, but I'm not! Blah! Still super frustrating, but I should see a big pay off when I run in an 8K this next weekend. Hopefully, I have a decent time, and pictures should be funny since it is a St. Patrick's Day themed race. I'll be sure to post. Until next time...Peace, Love, & cheese!