April Running Recap

This was Albuquerque in early April. 30 mph winds and straight dustbowl.

 April was an AWESOME month for me!  It started with a work trip to Baltimore, had a nice little spur of the moment trip to California in the middle, and an impromptu race to support Boston to finish it off.  It feels like everything in between was just as magical.

So I'm happy about the fact that I'm back out there....running somewhat consistently (still not as much as I'd like) with my busy schedule.  Last July I logged 37.5 miles and from July to this April, the number of runs per month were literally in the single digits.  So I'm proud of myself for at least starting to build up on getting out there more.  I also just realized after posting this that somehow my 4 mile run on April 21st was deleted.  That puts me at 33.3 miles for the month!  Plus...that was my fastest run with an average pace of 8:46/mile. Urgh...where did my run go!


I'm also really excited because my average pace last March, I didn't run at all in April of 2012, was 12'48 per mile.  That was me implementing the Couch 2 5K plan I believe.  This month, my average pace was a 9'47 per mile.  I needed to type this out to remind myself of that.


My last run today was painful.  I wanted to run 5 miles in order to test my speed and endurance for the Run for the Zoo 10k on Sunday, but I was just so heady and not into it whatsoever.  I'm starting to learn more about myself.  When I try to let my mind run and just think about whatever, I slow down.  When I really focus intently on my running form and pace, I do really great, but then I talk myself into being tired.  I'm such a heady mess!

While in Baltimore, I ran on the treadmill for the first time in literally 5 years! It was painful...I hated it...but I at least got to look out over the Baltimore Orioles stadium as they prepared for opening day.



 This month I also got to run with one my most favorite people.  We are both former UD Blue Hen athletes - he a football player, me volleyball - and boy did he make me better. 


I broke all the records I have ever set in my Nike+ app! Fastest 5k, Fastest Mile, Fastest 1k!  The first two miles of the run I was set on keeping up with him, the last two I waved him ahead and said I'll catch up.  See what I'm talking about?  I need to work on my endurance and my head game!  It was so much fun to have a partner to run with.  I wish we could do this at least once a week!
 


Tonight I got extremely frustrated.  I really want to be able to clock an 8:30 mile.  I know this too will come but it is not coming fast enough and one part of me (the yogi side) says "relax...work...it will come."  The Division 1 athlete and competitive side of me says "push it...get it done...just do it".  Tonight when I realized I ran my 5 miles at a 9'00 pace I nearly cried.  I want that 8:30 so bad!

I stopped by the store to pick up two bags of ice and took a nice cold ice bath when I got home.  Hopefully my legs will recover tonight because I have a feeling they're going to keep getting pushed this week!

My dream home will have a tub that I can actually stretch my legs out in! #tallgirlproblems

All in all...I'm happy with this month. I'm also very grateful that tomorrow is a fresh start! Maybe next month I'll be able to report an average pace of 8'45"!






California Dreaming


Last weekend, I stole away on a quick trip to Ca-li-forn-i-a, thanks to my gracious parents and my mom's prompting that "you only live once".  It was a fun and unexpected trip thrown into my schedule....and I enjoyed every moment of it.

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I may have indulged a bit...eating In-N-Out Burgers...but who cares?  Are you monitoring my intake?

Animal Style!  Note: 2 out of 3 of these burgers were not mine!
It was nice to spend a few quick days totally care free...with no schedule (for me), no agenda...just be.

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I'm blessed.  I don't take that for granted....not one second...not one minute.

Bathroom selfie...because when on vacay...I can do what I want!





Heading in to the House of Blues

I fully believe a princesses' dreams do come true and right now...I'm leaning hard into my dreams.
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Until next time....





Albuquerque Runs 4 Boston



On Friday, my dear friend posted on Facebook to see if anyone was participating in the 5k4 Boston on Sunday.  I asked her for details and immediately got connected to a Facebook Event with all the race details.  Saturday evening, I popped over to the Hotel Albuquerque to register and get my race swag....and was totally excited to run on Sunday.


Because I hadn't learned about the event until the last minute, I didn't expect to have such a great turnout.  There was great energy building outside the National Hispanic Cultural Center with a DJ and more and more people showing up.  I even led a little pre-race Wobble.


 

Brian Colon was the main visionary of the event, and Congresswoman Michelle Lujan Grisham was there as well as Congressman Ben Ray Lujan.  They gave special treatment to the three racers who were actually in Boston, and just as the race started I saw Amy from Lavender Running!  I started yelling "Amy, Amy!" I was so excited to see her!

The course was a little unexpected, much of it unpaved on the Bosque which I'm not used to because I rarely run on unpaved roads but it was still  a ton of fun! They had food, water, and SNO CONES once you finished! 

The best part, they raised a total $47,000 from the 47th state to send to the Boston First Responders Fund!

Oh...and somehow...I ended up in the Albuquerque Journal today.
 
 
 
 

Crazy Love - Week 3



You want this bag in your closet

A few month's ago, Amberly at A Slice of Glam posted two bags she was craving for spring, both Michael Kors.  One with a triple digit price tag and the other with a four digit price tag.  They were fabulous, but not fabulous on my budget.

White, natural, and vanilla colored bags are in.  Here is one of my favs from the Michael Kors collection:



What's not to love? This is a gorgeous bag.  Then today, on my doorstep, showed up this pretty little (actually not so little) Grace Adele bag named Shelby.  She is so in season with her color, has a lifetime warranty, and is only in the double digits with an $80 price tag!


Oh I can't wait to rock her this spring/summer!  You can shop for you own Shelby bag online here.





April Curl-Kit Review


Boston


I can't begin to put to words what I'm feeling three days later. I woke up Monday morning totally excited for what is conceivably the greatest running event in America...the Boston Marathon.   I was even more excited because two of my favorite people that have inspired my own running journey were actually running this great race!

In between my morning meetings, I would punch in both of their bib numbers to check their progress, and they were both rocking it!  Around 1pm MST, I hopped in my car to run some office errands, and heard bits and pieces on CNN about an explosion.  During my brief drive in the car, I didn't hear whether anyone was injured or exactly what had happened....the coverage was still very spotty at that time.  When I returned to my office I received a text saying "crazy what happened at boston marathon...two explosions".  I said I know...I hope no one was hurt, because at that time I didn't know the severity of what had happened.  When they told me people had been hurt, I started pulling up news articles online, and surely, it was a big deal.

My heart began to ache.  I immediately started to check my two friend's social media pages for updates to make sure they were ok.  About an hour later I saw one update that Amy from Lavender Running had finished the race and that Megan was stopped at mile 25.6.  My heart was so grateful that these two were ok, but hurt so bad that we live in a world where so much evil exists.

I often get overcome by these emotions.  I desire to raise my son in a world of love, peace, and tolerance, so when evil has its moment, it breaks my heart.   I really couldn't even talk about it.

On Tuesday night I ran 6.2 miles to stand with Black Girls Run in running for Boston.  This is the furthest I have ever run, and my legs weren't fully recovered from my 5 miles on Saturday, but there was no way I was stopping.  While out on the trail I just began to praise God that I still had legs that could get tired,  I had lungs that could breathe in the air, and I simply had my life still to live.  There were 3 lives on Monday that no longer have that, and countless others who will forever be physically and emotionally hindered by this.



When I heard of an 8 year being one of the victims, I always believe that God has a reason for why, at that exact point in time, we needed to know this little boys story.  Not shortly after, this picture began being circulated on social media sites....and for this one message...I can now understand the message God would have us to hear.  Martin Richard...thank you for sharing your sweet message with us.  We carry your spirit with us in our hearts.

 
I know the outpouring of love and support has been tremendous amongst the running community.  Runners, especially endurance runners, are a special and unique breed.  They are dedicated, committed folks who know how to dig deep and make it through tough struggles.   I love what Amby Burfoot, the 1968 Boston Marathon winner, said.  He was running on the 45th anniversary of his great victory.   
"We can not cover our eyes and ears, and pretend violent acts don’t threaten our great institutions. But our institutions did not become great by following a path of timidity and cowardice. And we can only hope that, when pummeled, as the Boston Marathon was today, they will rise again, stronger than ever."
On Monday my dad said the Boston Marathon would forever be changed.  I said yes, but not in the way he meant.  I do not believe it will be scarred by fear and runners and spectators who cannot enjoy the joy that comes with momentous event.  I believe it will be forever changed for the better.  Security measures will change, I hope so.  I believe this institution will rise stronger, and be all the better. Out of the ashes....there is hope.

Love, light, and peace.

 
 

Lean Harder

Oh what a heady mess I was last night!  I don't know why I allow myself to get like that.  Probably because I'm human, huh?

I'm so grateful for new mercies every morning.  So let me catch you up on my trip to Baltimore last week.  It was just a week ago that I took off on a jetplane to Baltimore to attend the End Violence Against Women Conference.  A 3 day conference packed with nationally and internationally acclaimed speakers.  I was so excited.  I was also excited because it has been two years since I've visited Baltimore, and I got to spend some time with some of my friends.

There are little things in life that make a huge impression on my heart.  Like the fact that h.e. was thoughtful enough to track my flight to know I was arriving 20 minutes early....or standing by my baggage claim carousel when I got down from the terminal (oh this put the biggest smile on my face).  These things may seem totally insignificant...but when you've had to wait in the freezing cold for 30 minutes for your ride to show up to the airport on numerous occasions...these little things are HUGE.   I feel like just breathing in and soaking up every moment.  Flowers on my seat in the car when I opened the door. My favorite wine already picked up.  Every. Little. Detail.


 One of the main things I did while in Baltimore was eat! Oh my did this girl.  I ate so much that on Sunday when I was home I really didn't want to eat.  I was talking to h.i.m. and he asked what I ate all day...and I realized...really nothing.

A great little spot with live music and an amazing atmosphere.
This is such a cute place in Remington but I couldn't tell you where it is at or what the name of it is. Totally unique atmosphere.

The owner is a world traveled mixologist. I have no clue what was in this concoction but it was delightful and so fragrant.

Total indulgence.

Miss Shirley's Chicken & Waffles
My hotel was right downtown adjacent to Camden Yards.  I happened to be in town during opening day.  So, I was able to overlook the Orioles stadium as I worked out in the gym (running on a treadmill sucks by the way).  On the actual opening day, downtown was packed.  I went out on the balcony at the hotel and watched the frenzy of people and opening pitch.


My last night in town my girlfriends from college came down.  Oh my how I miss them.  I screamed when I opened the door and by the time we finished our 3 hour dinner and drinks sess....my heart hurt that it had been over a year and a half since I have seen them and that I don't have easy access to them.    Of course, they are all scheming and planning on ways to get me back to the East Coast.

Friends....friends....
...and more friends.


My first trip back to Baltimore in 2 years was a great time.  I did see the ex....and I am so grateful because there were no negative feelings whatsoever in seeing him.  My heart has healed.

Lean harder into those moment of joy.  Dr. Brene Brown







Is that lady intuition?

I just came off of an amazing week in Baltimore...more on that later I promise...but I'm struggling tonight with trying to discern whether lady intuition is trying to whisper caution to me or if my head is trying to fill with self doubt for no reason at all other than it would love for me to sabotage a good thing I have going on.

I believe I'm generally really good at discerning the whispers but this time I'm not trusting myself.  It is because I have finally opened my heart again to experiencing love, and I feel like now it's just waiting to be hurt. Shhhhhh.......I won't speak that.

I have had these moments before and as I surrender them God He has shown me....rather completely engaged me....to let me know His plans are going according to plan.  So tonight I really need to get out of my head and just trust God that as I surrender...He will.

I have since realized that in order to have a great love...you have to be willing to take a great risk.  Right now....I am more than willing.

This post reminds me of a poem by one of my favorite artists I recently discovered.  She's a bad....bad girl!

I’m never gonna wait
that extra twenty minutes
to text you back,
and I’m never gonna play
hard to get
when I know your life
has been hard enough already.
When we all know everyone’s life
has been hard enough already
it’s hard to watch
the game we make of love,
like everyone’s playing checkers
with their scars,
saying checkmate
whenever they get out
without a broken heart.
Just to be clear
I don’t want to get out
without a broken heart.
I intend to leave this life
so shattered
there’s gonna have to be
a thousand separate heavens
for all of my flying parts.
 Andrea Gibson

Damn.  I'm going in. For as long as I can. For as hard as I can. Until and if lady intuition says no more.

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