Mileage Recap ~ 23 – 31 March 2000 Miles Completed!

Such a happy post today!  I have surpassed the 2000 mile mark of my journey!

2000 Miles Completed!

2000 Miles Completed!

I have walked, cycled, ran and crawled to get those miles.  There were good days and bad days physically.  I was outside when the weather permitted and continue on inside when the weather or the body said no.  It’s a good feeling to see these amount of miles behind me.

March ended on a good note.  I’m getting used to my new environment here in Phoenix, AZ and happy that I can go out more often.  I completed 105.76 miles for the month a good 19.22 more than February.  Such a great goal to reach but so many more to go.  Dare I say I’m excited?  Well, I am.  As I write this I would love to go out and do some more, but I know better to pace myself.  It’s about finishing strong.

There have been many times where I just don’t want to stop moving while I’m out.  I see something that’s beautiful and I wish I had stopped just to enjoy it or take a photo.  I love taking photographs.  When I cycle I have the phone with me so sometimes I stop.  As I was making my route there is this beautiful range of mountains.  It never gets old and they have their own beauty.  I love the color of the sky how it transitions from lighter to darker.  It’s good to get the miles but enjoying the journey is just as important.

MountainBike Ride

2000 miles under my belt may seem just a drop in the bucket especially with so much more ahead of me.  I am grateful for the follows and the kind comments on the blog.  This is turning out to be a fantastic journey.  I hope this finds you with much love and peace ~ 9,288.21 miles gratefully remaining.

Mileage Recap ~ 16 – 22 March…Acclimation Where For Art Thou?

I have been doing some small runs around the area and this past week I finally put the front wheel on my road bike and took it out.  Since I moved to Phoenix 3 weeks ago I’ve been venturing out on a couple of routes running but I’ve kept the road bike inside opting for the stationary bike at the gym.  Cycling appears to be very robust here and that has me excited.  Everyday I see groups of people riding and even last weekend a road race, so I’m excited to look a little further and see what there is to see ~ but first I must become acclimated to my surroundings.

I didn’t really think it would be that hard.  My first few runs were pretty good but last Thursday I wanted to run about 5 and I just couldn’t finish the whole thing running.  I ran and walked.  Panted and groaned.  Either I didn’t have it in me physically or mentally.  Maybe it was both but I would run a bit then I had to walk.  Either way I finished over my 5 mile goal, but it was still a crappy run.  So, I decided to look at my Garmin and compare the elevation in Illinois to Phoenix, AZ.  I realized it was more here but it is about a 947 ft elevation difference, plus it’s dry:-).  It’s going to take some getting used to.

My first bike ride out, was Sunday.  Wiped off the bike and headed out of the drive way.  I haven’t had a chance to get on the bike for about 4 weeks.  I rolled out of the driveway and immediately I felt a little uncomfortable.  I started asking questions in my own mind “is this MY bike?”, “who screwed with the seat?”, “somebody changed the height of the seat!” as I tried to find my bike legs again.  Yes it was my bike and no one screwed with the seat ~ I just haven’t been on the darn think in 4 weeks.  I don’t have clips yet either.  Why ~ because I don’t trust my self to unhook my feet fast enough yet.  Case in point as I was trying to put my feet in the stirrups and wondering if someone had screwed with my bike.

Who screwed with my bike?!!

Who screwed with my bike?!!

It is true what they say ~ once you learn you never forget how to ride a bike.  I did a pre-victory lap around the hood and set out on my way.  I played it safe because there is a lot of traffic here.  It’s a suburb of Phoenix but this must be where racecar drivers go to retire.  It reminds me of a cartoon when the light turns green everyone speeds than comes to an abrupt halt at the red light.  Interesting for sure and one needs to stay alert.  The ride was a success with no passing out and I did have water this go round.  I was able to get 30.93 more miles under my belt for the week.  That leaves 9,317.59 glorious miles remaining.

What’s the longest it’s taken you to get acclimated in another area?

May all your miles be happy ones ~ Happy Miles to You!

Mileage Recap ~ 23 Feb – 15 Mar…Follow the Yellow Brick Road

I’m looking at the dates and I can’t believe it’s been 3 weeks since I’ve done a mileage update…strange.  Let me check again…hmmm ~ wow I haven’t.  All of this moving and planning has put some things (like blogging) on the back burner.

I’ve been here in Arizona for just about 2 weeks now.  Although moving is tiresome, I was excited to get out and find some new paths to run and bike.  I’m living in a Phoenix suburb and things are very different from the rural Illinois backdrop I left, i.e. busy.  There are paths between the neighborhoods which are good but there is something everywhere.  Meaning, cars, people, etc.  Back in Illinois it was farm land right outside the housing division so quite different from what I’m used too just outside my front door.  Like anything I must get used to a new environment.

I’ve slowly ventured out wondering where this or that path will lead.  I decided, like Dorothy, to follow the yellow brick road.  Theoretically there is no real yellow brick road, just the interesting prospect of where each path leads.  No, I didn’t map anything either but I figured how bad could it be there are houses everywhere (get back to what I mean here in a minute).

I’ve also joined a gym.  It is a far cry from the Army/Air Force gym I attended at Scott AFB.  It’s hard to even make a comparison.  In a military gym there is no fluff at LA Fitness it’s quite a different atmosphere.  It takes a little getting used to….:)  I did some of my miles on the bike and treadmill.  The weather has been nice but I just wasn’t ready to venture out.

Last week I started to reconnoiter the area of operation (AO).  I followed a path as it went up into the hills and onward into a lovely neighborhood.  The streets are alive with runners/walkers and bikers.  It seems that over half the population was out!  I decided to put in 4 walking miles a couple of days ago.  I did about 3 when I realized I was pretty thirsty.  I didn’t bring any water because…uh it’s only 4 miles.  Well Toto, you’re not in Kansas anymore.  Matter of fact you’re in the desert and as my real estate agent told me “Oh yes people die all the time”.  Hmmm.  It is true that accidents happen to the hikers that go up the mountains, get hurt and can’t come down and on top of it they aren’t prepared~so…..  Again hmmmm.

Needless to say it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out the hydration situation here is more critical than back in the humid Midwest.  Plus, I get hot quick when I run, so this just adds to the agony.  Acclimation of  the new environment is in order.  I’m glad I’m taking it slow.  I figured that if I passed out from dehydration ~ hey there’s plenty of people around to help me right?  Right?

I was excited to see there is a robust running and biking schedule.  I’m excited to put my best foot or pedal forward in this new adventurous terrain.

I had a combination of walking, running and biking this time around which came to a glorious 64.88 miles thankfully leaving 9,360.34 remaining in my quest.  May you find your truth in every step forward you take.  Happy Miles to You!

Passion Post #8 ~ Want Life Change…Run a Marathon

A lot has changed since I began this blog a little over two years ago.  What started out as keeping track of running mileage in honor of my late mother’s life has transformed into a major life changes.  I began running for myself.  I liked the results so much I continued on and started this blog and a few small races here and there.  I kept pushing myself into new challenges and eventually completed a marathon in 2013.  There were setbacks along the way…pain and injuries, but I keep going.  If there’s one thing I’ve learned in this life ~ change happens.  Sometimes self-made other times not so much.

Life is all about growing and at age 47 I am ready for change. I’ve been trying to write this post for months but I just didn’t have the time, energy and frankly I do miss my friends back in the Midwest.  I have been associated with the United States Army for over twenty years as vet, spouse and DA civilian.  I would not trade my time serving the military for anything.  Like all people I’ve had good experiences and less than stellar ones with my association.  But as I get older, I know there is more for me to experience and goals to achieve.  So I am reinventing myself and venturing out to try something new.  I no longer work for the Army and I packed up my stuff and moved to Arizona.  Whew!  New places, faces and challenges.

Moving is tiring and so is change.  You may be asking yourself what does this have to do with running a marathon?  Sort of like “hey you know I stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night” therefore implying I can do anything.  But…after running a marathon I know I can do anything (within reason of course).  It’s not like I didn’t know that beforehand.  Sometimes along the way we tend to forget we have the power to change our circumstances.  You can do anything you want with the proper planning and passion.  Running a marathon is a life-changing event.  It’s physical, but in my opinion a more mental trial.  You prepare, train and plan.  You nourish your body and be disciplined to follow a regimen that will take you to completion.  When the physical you doesn’t want to participate the mental you must convince that physical self to move forward.   Let’s not forget the passion of will.  You must have the will to succeed and finish.  This is with all things in life.  If you don’t like it then have the courage to change the circumstances.  Stop talking and start walking.  I’m not advocating everyone go out and run a marathon.  Running a marathon was just a normal progression for me and I’m blessed to have been able to rise up to the challenge physically.    Even more blessed that it opened my eyes to new change.

So here I sit, a new path to forge; challenges to tackle and new adventures ahead of me.  It is also scary.  I’m ready to test these feet in a new place.  Here’s to new beginnings ~ Happy Miles to You.