Mileage Recap ~ 3 – 9 Dec…I’m Tracking

Happy Sunday everyone!  As I run through my calculations of miles completed it’s always a pleasure to see the “miles remaining” is less than the “miles completed”.  Although the journey is still a long one and there are plenty of adventures to be had, it is positive.

I have an Instagram friend, Dr. Linda Sinnott, who went on a big life transformation to loss weight.  It’s funny because she and I are very similar; both in our 50s, yoga instructors and love fitness.  She worked out for 365 days straight, making a commitment to herself to live healthier.  It’s been fun watching her progress.  As with anything that is worth fighting for, you have to make a commitment and work at your goal.  You have to be consistent.  Make an effort to be present and show up for whatever it is you are attempting.  Some days the results are pretty and other days just butt ugly.  Eventually, the effort will pay off…at least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

I decided to take a page out of her play book and complete some miles every day.  I was in the gym some days and then decided to time myself on Saturday with a two-mile run.  I have been continuing with strength and endurance training with hopes of getting a better pace during the winter months.  Happy to report:

Not too bad if I do say so..lol.  I walked a mile after then ran a final mile for a total of 4 miles on Saturday.  The week was a good one.  I rode the indoor bike 10.5 (11 on one day) each day with the exception of 5 miles on Friday for a total of 62 miles for the week.  I love the morning when the sun is just up on the trail.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have completed 5880.44 with 5434.56 miles gratefully remaining.  I’m still tracking, still working and still earning every mile.  I hope this post finds you in a great state of mind; present, full of hope and still tracking.  Happy Miles to You!!

This song came on for the second mile on Saturday and is great for the pace….

 

Mileage Recap ~ 26 Nov – 2 Dec…Where Did 2018 Go?

Happy Sunday Everyone!  Where has 2018 gone!!!!

I can’t believe the year is almost over.  I think the virtual snow will start to fall on my blog now.  Hmmm, I’ll have to check that out.  Just a short update this week.  Nothing of substance to report.  I have been focusing on my cycling a bit more until the year’s end.  The weather here in DC has been cold then warm then cold again.  I am getting over my cold I literally got on Thanksgiving Day.  It has been a good 8 days and I have just the remnants of a small cough remaining.   I’m still acclimating and getting over the asthma I developed while living in Arizona.  It’s been hard, but I’m beating it or maybe it’s becoming more tolerable.

This weeks training focused on indoor cycling.  I was hoping to get out on Saturday to do some cycling but it was a little too wet and I decided to do a little run instead.  I was opting for 3 since I was just getting over my cold, but ended up doing a cool 4 at a 11:00 pace.  Slowly chipping away at that pace time.  And yes I paid for it with about 5 minutes of hacking afterwards.  I felt like I coughed up a lung.  Awe well, that’s why I have two.

I ended the week with 45.62 miles with 5496.56 miles gratefully remaining.  I hope this post finds you with joy and peace in your heart.  Happy Miles to you!!

This song is most appropriate for my trials and tribulations as it pertains to my asthma….

Breathe me…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Veteran’s Day 10K Race Recap ~ My Month of Gratitude

These last few weeks seemed to fly by.  I went from my race to flying back to Aiken for a family visit to full force work and wrapping things up before the holiday began.  Didn’t leave a whole lot of time for blogging and to cap it off I got sick for Thanksgiving!  Go figure.  Anyway, here I am now on the mend and ready to blog again.

First, if you celebrate Thanksgiving I hope you had a joyous one.  I was lucky to have my daughter come down from New York and it truly was great spending time with my sweet girl!

So, let’s get to it!

The Veteran’s Day 10K

The beginning

The day of the race I got up around 4:00 am.  Although, the race didn’t officially start until 8:00 am I wanted to ensure I had plenty of time to prep and get to the venue without too much stress.  The start line was downtown DC and I had never been to that part and worried about parking.  The temperature as I started off downtown was 29 degrees.  It has been a while since I have started a race in those temperatures.  Needless to say it was cold, but thank goodness it was sunny and not windy.

I arrive downtown DC around 6:50 am ~ and the hunt for the parking space begins.  Thank goodness it was Sunday and I didn’t have to pay.  After driving around for a bit and yelling down a fellow racer about possible open spaces (no shame in my game) I was able to find an open space, park the Subie (aka Scout) and wait for a passer-by…

I sit in the car until I see someone with a bib and decide to hitch a “ride”.  Basically, walking with someone to the venue.  Did I know him?  Uh….no.  Again, runners and Vets to boot ~ you just kind of make the magic happen so to speak.  You mind if I tag along with you?  The funny part was we talked about all sorts of things but never introduced ourselves.  A little weird, but what can you do?  About halfway to the venue I saw two women runners in tutus (I just had to look how to spell that…) standing outside a brick and mortar bathroom screaming “There’s no porto potties”!  Now I’ve never got into the tutu thing for races.  I know a lot of women like to do it, but I just haven’t but they were cute.

Damn….  If you want to spread the panic at a race, yell out to the world there are no portos.  It’s like yelling fire in a theater.  As I get closer, there is one lady standing like Wonder Woman in front of the other that is obviously…squatting.  Again…damn…let’s add ya’ll.  Damn…ya’ll.  Of course I’m taking all of this in slow motion…..Theeerrrreeess Nooooo Poooorrrtttoooos……. Kind of like watching episodes of the Million Dollar Man running.  I look at my new-found friend and he just shrugs as I start to feel a little panic set in and he says whatever, we’ll go on the side of the road.  Again, damn ya’ll and a uh no.  Why do you think my running pants are dark….  So, I’m taking all this in and I stop and look at them, really no portos?  After experiencing only one porto potty at the Vermont Half, I was shocked.  In DC, come on, no way, but the squatty potty twins swore up and down that it was so.  Hmmm, what to do, what to do?  Squat in a corner holding on to the legs of a total stranger or hedge my bets that if I click my heels three times there’s going to be some portos at the start line.  I just smiled and waved bye to the squatty potty twins and got back on the yellow brick road with my friend to make it to the start line.

The start line

To answer your impending question, yes there were rows of portable toilets at the beginning of the venue.  Literally the Holy Grail of Porto Johns basking in the early morning sunlight.  There I am a good 45 minutes before the race begins in lets say, 31 degree weather.  I tell my friend good luck and begin to walk around and check things out.  The race was well supported and according to the announcer there were about 2k runners.  I love the beginning of a race because of the diversity and energy.  There were all sorts of people in attendance.  A good combination of old, young and people in the middle.  Many people running for soldiers they’ve lost.  There was even a gal running in a flak jacket.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She was pretty hard-core.  Fifteen minutes before the race began they started moving people to the start line.  I was glad too, because my toes were starting to hurt from the cold.  There is always this moment when you’re standing there and you’re ready to go, but you’re waiting for others in front to get going!  Finally, we’re moving.

The Race

The first three miles of the race were good.  I felt good and had a steady even pace.  Around mile three my Garmin died.  I guess I didn’t have it charged like I thought and I was starting to get a little hot.  I dressed in layers and had to take my jacket off.  Then I started to lose a little gas.  I knew I didn’t fuel well in the morning and since it was a shorter race I didn’t bother bringing anything to take along.  The last half of the race was good, just not as strong as I wanted to finish.  Over all I did beat my expectation of pace.  My final results were:

Finish time:  1:08:43 with a pace of 11:04 for 6.2 miles.  I am improving and hope to continue.

After the race was plenty of food and coffee.  Very generous for such a short race.

Overall ~ a nice short race with a lot of purpose.  I was glad I participated and some of the proceeds went to the DC chapter of Team Red, White & Blue.

The race venue was by some of our nations treasured war memorials here are a couple of pictures:

Korean War Memorial

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Vietnam Memorial

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me with my 10 K bling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another race down.  I have been increasing my bike riding since I’ve been back and was able to pull in about 30 miles.  For November I have 56.60 miles completed so far!  Whoop whoop!  I have completed 5824.42 miles and have 5485.58 miles gratefully remaining.  I hope this post finds you thankful and with much gratitude in your heart.  I’m getting it done.  Happy Miles to You!!!

I always play this song on Veteran’s Day…The cost of our freedom is buried in the ground.  So proud to be a Vet.

 

Day 10 of Gratitude…I Am A Woman Veteran

I can remember the first taste I had of the Army.  My roommates Laura and Carol had invited me on a weekend survival trip with the USCA Army ROTC at Fort Gordon, GA.  It was a good diversion from the weekend studying I had planned.

The weekend was full of road marches, survival tips and my favorite land navigation (not!).  The rest as they say, is history.  I was hooked.  So much so, the following week I enrolled in Army ROTC and two years later I was commissioned as an Officer in the US Army.  I served in Somalia, Panama and South Korea.  I have seen the best and the worst humanity has to offer, but I wouldn’t change that experience one bit.  I have extreme gratitude to have served our great country as a female solider.  It is so great to see how far women have come in all of the forces.  We make the circle whole.

Tom morrow I will be participating in my first run in the DC area ~ the Veteran’s Day 10k & 2 mile walk.  The proceeds will go to the local chapter of Team Red, White and Blue.  I picked up my packet today:

The shirt is super sweet because it has long sleeves.  I’m almost tempted to wear it tomorrow, but alas that is a running faux pas.  It’s going to be cold tomorrow, so I purchased some Brooks™ running gloves.  We’ll see how warm they keep me.     Happy Miles to You!!

Day 9 of Gratitude…Rumi

I’ll be honest, I never really heard of Rumi up until a couple of years ago.  I just happened to be in a bookstore and picked up a collection of his sayings.  They are simple and to the point, so I thought I would share.  So often we look for advice in others that aren’t walking the same path as you.  Learn to listen to your inner self and know that your path is just as great and meaningful as someone else’s path.  Find those that are on the same path.  Happy Miles to You!!