Christmas Letter 2012

The family in Beaver Creek.

Here we are again...The middle of December and the end of the year is looming and my Christmas cards have been sent out, again with no letter...So here is my effort at yet another Christmas letter, in the form of a blog so only those that want to read it can. As I ponder all the activities that have happened in the last year I'm saddened that yet another year is gone, but excited that we had the opportunities and challenges that have come our way. We truly are grateful for the position we are in.

As a family we have done many great activities, we started the year with a trip to Cancun. I have to digress a little here and thank my parents for the fabulous opportunity of being able to go on a vacation every January. Anyway, Cancun was amazing. Louis, the kids and I perfected our days by the pool and beach and figured out a way to fit all of that hard work in. We got an amazing tan after the burned skin figured out how to be in the sun for such extended periods of time. We also spent some time in Beaver Creek over the summer and a weekend in Steamboat in November. Every time we travel I'm reminded of what a fabulous place I live.

I'll start my summation with Tyler...my little man isn't so little anymore. He went in Kindergarten last year a timid, shy scared little boy and in the spring he came out a confident little man. I have to Thank Mrs. Clapes for how she has shaped both my kids really but more Tyler. So far I have to say first grade has been something like an easy glide for Tyler. He started off the year in August telling his teacher 'you won't be able to trick me!' I'm not sure where the confidence has come from but I love it. I also love the fact that she hasn't been able to trick him.

Tyler and Mrs. Clapes, the Kindergarten teacher on the last day...

Tyler tried his bout with flag football last winter and spring. And although he liked it, he only liked it because his cousins were there with him. He then played spring and fall soccer with the same team he has been playing with for a couple of years now. He loves the group of boys and the team really is good. This winter he has decided it is indoor soccer that he wants to play. And he is also trying to decide if he wants to play tackle football since he is old enough...As a mom I hope he just sticks with soccer, but I will support whatever decision he makes. Tyler also did pretty well this summer learning how to swim, he definitely is not a fish yet, but is making progress. This has made me happy and my trips to the pool much nicer. Over the summer Tyler also ran track and his sad to see that this year is probably the last year that he can do the 'mini' program and next year will have to jump up with the big kids.

Our trip to Moab...Tyler really likes hiking, except when he is sick...then we must carry the man, not our best trip ever!

 

Tyler still smiling after a snowball fight in Steamboat!

 

Brooke...Brooke...she is my busy kid. If we aren't running her somewhere I wouldn't know what to do with my life. She is still dancing and making amazing progress, like she just finally 'gets' it. Right now she is dancing 3 nights a week and Saturdays. That in itself has put a hamper on our weekend travels. We did have a small bump in the road because the Ballet teacher that she was super happy with had decided to pursue other opportunities. Therefor Brooke has had to adjust to a new teacher with different ideas. She is adjusting but still sad with the situation. Thank goodness she is happy with her other teachers.

Brooke with the old Ballet teacher, Ms. Kate, on recital day!

Brooke has also taken up Piano. Since we finally figured out we really do have a fabulous piano and we had the finish redone and the internal workings fixed, she decided she isn't busy enough and piano lessons are next up. She has done well with that. We found a great teacher close to the house and Brooke is having lots of fun with it. Besides piano and dance, Brooke also ran track over the summer and decided she would do her first 5K. Although she complained the entire time, she did finish and I couldn't be happier.

Brooke at the finish of her first 5k!

Brooke finished 3rd grade very happily and tried to convince her teacher to teach 4th grade also. He politely declined, but she still does talk to him often after school and in the hallways. I'm also excited to report that the mean girl syndrome seems to have taken a back seat for awhile. This school year is also the first one where Brooke didn't have a giant adjustment period where she would come home crying. So I owe her teacher a huge "Thank you!"

Brooke in Moab! Completely out of her element.

You know, it is so much easier to talk about the kids. And while writing this I begin to wonder if anyone really cares about the adults...But I will continue on... I'm sure you will notice the amount of pictures is about the drastically decrease...

The kids on a trip up Lookout Mountain...

Louis and the kids getting ready for the annual 4th of July Parade!

Louis still is working the 2 jobs. I can tell that it finally is wearing him out. Being positive I'm happy to see the man is human, on the other side we miss him at home a lot. Over the summer he did have some time off and he took up running with me. I won't lie, I had the best 2 months running with him and have him push me as much as I pushed him. We ended the summer with a 5K at the local high school which happens to be a super low key event and timing is also super low key...however, I go prepared....Anyway, his first 5K had a finish time of 24:06, which to you non runner types is really good. Like better than I had been doing...However, life got in the way of our running together and the second 5k was about a minute slower. Lou was sad about the whole situation, maybe more of the realization that he isn't superman after all. Louis also continued his traditional yard battle with the neighbor, again this year I'm sure it was a tie, but you know...the man is never happy. Also, this fall Lou got a taste of coaching soccer for a few weeks...and the funny part about that whole deal, is Lou didn't know the first thing about soccer. Apparently next year he is planning on being an assistant. Thank goodness for "you tube" lessons.

Louis and Tyler getting ready for Brooke's parade.

 

 

As for me, the past year has been filled with running, running kids around and working. I have changed my schedule at work to make it possible for Brooke to dance as much as she does. This has worked out well for me as I'm not as far behind at work as I usually am. For running, I started the year with a resolution 5K on New Years day and I set a PR. I remember freezing...I'm not sure I'll sign up to do that one again. I also ran a 5K in February and was reminded that ice isn't that fun to run on as well as every race can't be a PR. After that I submerged myself into 1/2 marathon training and in May headed over to Palisade to run which was amazing. I would have to read my race report again, but if memory serves I had fun and would sign up for this race again. At the time I set a PR for me, but it is one of those things, I'm just never happy.

There is a reason I never take pictures of myself while running! Just in case, that time behind me is 'gun time' The official 'chip time' is from when I crossed the start line to the finish line.

A few more 5k's and then the Georgetown to Idaho Springs 1/2. Last year this race reminded me that if you want miracles to happen to have to train for miracles. This year I trained for miracles and set my current PR at 1:55:16 which was better than I could have hoped for. So, I must send out a Thank you to the girls at the running club for convincing me to sign up for that one.

Some of the girls from the running club after the Georgetown race!

I then ran the 5k's with Lou and set another PR of 24:02. I guess you can sum that up with this has been a successful year in the running department. At the end of October a friend and I took over the day to day happenings of the running club. I'm not sure it is a good thing, but we are trying. Sometimes change isn't that fun. It seems that things are going alright so far but not without many meetings, thoughts and ideas later. I didn't get any hiking in this year, which saddens me because I really did have hopes. I guess the universe is trying to tell me something, and I'm really trying to listen.

So, really the year for the Krapes' house has been great. We have all grown and matured and become more confident people. I'm so thankful for every lesson that has come our way to mold us into who we are. I'm thankful for my friends and family for all the amazing support, encouragement and advice that they give me everyday, maybe without even knowing it.

I wish everyone the happiest of New Years and best wishes for next year!

Christmas...

As the Christmas season has officially started, I'm trying to remind myself that I don't have to stress about silly things. I'm trying to patiently take each new batch of information and roll with it instead of become a stress filled 'mean lady.' As being the last day of November I would like to report that so far I'm doing alright...My house is 95% finished in the decorating department, my Christmas shopping is 87% finished (really I just picked some random number, I'm not that OCD) my Christmas cards (yes I still do those) will hopefully be in the mail on time...My kids 'yearly' picture torture is finished. Really all I have left is to enjoy the holidays right? That is what I was telling myself, until I was reminded that there is still weekends filled with .... Christmas parties, dance recitals, progressive dinners, visits with Santa, Holiday 5k's (we all do that right?)  and the like. How many weekends are there in December again? This was supposed to be a time of the year when we stop to appreciate what we have and spend time with people that we like to surround ourselves with... It's ok...It will all work out and I'm choosing to make the best of all of it.

So this weekend we will finish the decorating, we will do the Holiday Party / fundraiser for the running club, I will get my Christmas Cards ordered (I hope), along with all the normal grocery shopping, laundry, hair appointments, dance, running dates and spending time with my kids. Maybe, just maybe I'm trying too hard and being an over achiever? Or maybe I'm just trying to make sure everyone is happy...

My running days...you see since it is dark early these days I haven't been running as often, but when I do run I have been going longer distances...I'm not sure if that is good or not... I guess when the Christmas Carol 5K hits we will find out. I ran a local 5K the week before Thanksgiving, it was a local deal with not very many runners but in the placing department I finished well...3rd female overall and 6th out of everyone. That was exciting. My time was like a 24.45, which isn't that great but it was a tough course so I'm not too disappointed...

Running quotes

Lately I have been struggling a little...I guess struggling keeping everything together and so I have nothing...no words of wisdom, no random thoughts, no nothing. The business of being a mom and taking on so many activities have consumed me and I have a giant problem thinking I can do it all. No wonder my kids act the way they do. My life right now is a non organized disaster and people that know me also know that it is killing me a slow painful death. My email inbox is filled with so many emails that I just don't want to deal with right now, my counter (were my mail sits) is full of school stuff that I have to go through and mail that I'll have to deal with. I'm slightly amazed that I haven't gotten a call from the school or something that I completely forgot something.

Anyway, in a giant effort to reorganize myself I will be posting all of the runners world quotes that I've been saving with the goal of writing about them on here and their relevance to me and my life. So here go on the quotes...

"It's a treat being a runner, out in the world by yourself with not a soul to make you bad-tempered or tell you what to do" --Alan Sillitoe, English writer

This actually was sent to me on a day while at work I got criticized an amazing amount of times, was told I was wrong countless number of times etc etc...so any moment, when I can just be alone and no one can talk to me is fabulous...if running allows that, I'm gonna start running hours a day instead of just an hour.

"As I get older I see that running has changed for me. What used to be about burning calories is now more about burning up what is false. Lies I used to tell myself about who I was and what I could do, friendships that cannot withstand hills or miles, the approval I no longer need to seek, and solidarity that cannot bear silence. I run to burn up what I don't need and ignite what I do."  -- Kristen Armstrong

This was sent on a day when a friend irritated the heck out of me...the continued choices that I don't agree with etc etc. While telling myself it isn't my deal/problem etc. I also am reminded that it kinda is, because when things turn out on the not so positive side, the friend is going to need a shoulder / friend / supporter...Guess who that person is going to be? Also I was taking on a new adventure and getting very little support. It is amazing how so few words can change an outlook. Also amazing how so few words can give you the confidence to take on situations with a new found attitude.

"Happiness is pushing your limits and watching them back down."

Just yes...nothing else! Who doesn't feel like superman when they have gone above and beyond what the mind said could be done?

"We runners talk about having fun but I don't think anybody believes us. We talk about discipline and endurance, we take care, we exercise caution, we watch our diets and monitor our pace. We are ascetics who talk, unconvincingly, of the bracing enjoyment of self-abuse." -- Peter Sagal

Now there is a reason for my demented behavior...my statements such as "Wow that hill is steep, I wonder if I could run up it or if the hill would win" or "did you see that trail run? I need to try that." The reason is....I'm a runner. It is a great feeling to be validated.

"Suffering is an extraordinary teacher." Ryan Hall

This actually was delivered to my inbox on a day that my run was incredibly difficult followed by a crossfit workout that left me beyond sore. But you know what, I learned so much and my body, supposedly, is so much stronger? God, I hope so!

I'm also reading a book, that I was supposed to read months ago but I ran out of time. Yes, that happens. Anyway, it has to do with a bunch of suffering and what the connection might be. I know that when things are good, whether it be your surroundings or your body or whatever...you tend to learn a whole lot faster than when you aren't suffering.

The book, Unbroken, has made me realize more about World War II, I'm not sure I was seeking that information. Either way I can't believe how humanity, be it Japanese, Hispanic, Chinese, etc can treat others with such hostility. Even in light of recent happenings more close to home, I still am in denial that someone out treat another human with such hostility.

That is it...all I have for thoughts. I now feel a little better that my inbox isn't as full, a much more manageable situation.

Age...things change...

"As I get older I see that running has changed for me. What used to be about burning calories is now more about burning up what is false. Lies I used to tell myself about who I was and what I could do, friendships that cannot withstand hills or miles, the approval I no longer need to seek, and solidarity that cannot bear silence. I run to burn up what I don't need and ignite what I do." -- Kristen Armstrong...

I'm going to turn this quote into something a little different...What used to be "I run because you don't see fat people running" has turned into "I run because my body craves it" and maybe part of that reason is because of the giant amount of confidence I have gained, maybe it is that I'm not seeking acceptance or approval anymore. Or maybe it is because there is a coincidence that I started running when I started to be a much more positive person. Maybe psychologically I don't want to go back being that person before I run so that is why I continue.

After watching 'runners' I have noticed that more often than not they are super nice people, always encouraging, always supportive always saying 'hi' when they pass you. After giving swimming and biking a valid try...those guys are competitive and not supportive. So I stay running because I like to surround myself with happy supportive people.

Why do you run? Has it changed since you started running?

Facing Down Fear

"Inaction breeds doubt and fear. Action breeds confidence and courage. If you want to conquer fear, do not sit home and think about it. Go out and get busy." -- Dale Carnegie

Apparently the universe was looking out for me today. You see, I woke up this morning to some interesting texts...which lead me to investigate a little bit...which then lead to fear...which then had me jumping at every odd noise and by the time I got ready to put my shoes on I was scared to walk from the door to the car to go to the gym. But the bottom line is that I kept moving when I could have just as easily stayed in bed. And after the gym and as I kept moving throughout the day every minute got a little bit easier. Then eventually I  reminded myself that I can't live in fear, I can't allow some outside action be the cause of all my inaction. I'm happy that the universe knows just exactly when and where to post some encouraging words that are able to give me a whole new outlook on life. But after that morning I can see how some people let fear paralyze them; how it is easier to avoid the fear than to stare it down and get past it. I've decided that the few minutes of uncomfortable is far better than hiding out for a life time. I'm not sure if it really took me my whole life to figure this out or if I always knew.

I must mention, probably just for myself, that the events of the 'missing Jessica Ridgeway' have hit home like no other news that has recently happened. I keep asking myself and others who could do such terrible things to such a young girl. Brooke happens to be close to the age of that girl and I will be the first to tell you that they can be a pain, talk back etc etc, but no one deserves to see the fear that I can only imagine that girl had to be going through. And no mom should have to deal with that knowledge either. In light of it all, it has left me wondering if it is safe for me to continue on with life the way I always have. Is it alright for me to go on my runs alone or leave for the gym as early as I do, or be at work alone? People around me say that they wouldn't be looking for someone like me because I have the ability to fight back. And maybe it isn't just the fear for myself but my kids. I certainly won't let the kids out of my site these days, which is sad right? But, in the end they are the vulnerable ones, they are the ones that can't fight back.

I'll reside my position on the soap box now, and give it up to someone else.

Augustish updates

It is pretty much official! I suck at this blogging thing. Making time to write things down is crazy...I'm trying to find a new attitude about it. In the mean time...

The kids started school (great news for me!) and so far aside from a few bumps in the road we have done pretty well...Tyler is a little bummed because "We have to write everyday" and Brooke is having a little bit of an issue with having to push herself because her teacher's test isn't believing in her ability... These are rough issues to have... I'm sure somehow we will make it...

We have also gotten through the September birthdays...It was rough having so many back to back to back. I know Tyler was happy. However, I guess in my family if you aren't born in September you just aren't cool...And Brooke was sure to let me know. Tyler decided for his day with Grammie, they would go to Heritage Square with Papa too...Brooke sure was upset. I guess she now has more ideas for her day with Grammie.

Our weekends have been pretty much jam packed with activities, Brooke is dancing on Saturdays now until June. Tyler has started soccer. I was racing a bit in August but have since cut that back to try and make more time for the kids. Louis' stint in running has kinda declined since the Pomona Prowl. I guess when you PR with a 24.06 on your first 5K you really don't need to try so hard the next time. We will see this weekend how that works out for him. We are running the Farmers 5000 and the course in much flatter so I'm hoping to do pretty well...

Brooke danced in the Harvest festival parade last weekend. I think she did fabulous...She is too hard on herself saying she could have done better.

This is before the cool shirt change and before the butterflies started!

 

Brooke also got her first test in babysitting... with me there of course... she did fine until the drool came and she didn't know what to do... Perhaps she can start with kids just a little older...or maybe just wait until she is like 16...

 

 

As I mentioned Louis and I ran the Pomona Prowl...a local 5k race with the high school. This is a totally low key event...at the end they mention a time and then give you a post it note with what place you finished in. There was maybe 300 people in the race and Lou and I finished #47 and 48...My time (which I didn't believe until I confirmed with my watch) was a 24.02 which was a PR for me by a little over 30 seconds. Louis' first 5k race was a 24.06...Super proud of the guy, I will admit also a little jealous because I work really hard to be where I'm at...he only ran for like 2-3 months. Either way it was good!

 





Running Georgetown 2nd Edition

I ranted just last week about how I get talked into silly things like running 1/2 marathons, especially ones that I've had bad experiences with. I questioned why I subject myself and why I feel like I must test my limits.I also questioned why I was letting my head get the best of me (you shouldn't run, you have a cold, your knee could hurt etc) Although I'm still questioning all of the above, I'm still wondering why I let people talk me into things. But I'm also glad that they did.

When I ran Georgetown to Idaho Springs last year I totally bonked at about mile 6-8 and then walk / ran (more walking than running) the rest of the way. This made the course feel like it was 'forever' long. I gave much of my energy to the 'uphills' of the course and not nearly enough energy to the downhills. I didn't train well for it, letting my head get the better of me. I prayed for a miracle when I knew that you have to train for miracles. Therefor, after I committed to doing this race again I threw myself into training 100%, maybe even more. I did hill workouts and speed work and tempo runs (although they were short) all so that I wouldn't have the same experience. I remembered my gels and I stuck to my plan at the aide stations and with the pace group. The miles ticked by easily, the pace group seemed a bit slow, and the uphills didn't seem so much like uphills, more like rises in the road. The signs from the cross country team were cute and funny this time instead of annoying and dumb like I thought they were last time. They changed the finish this year which is fine but I didn't know when to speed up and 'find the next gear' so I guessed, and I will tell you that I guessed too early and sprinted longer than I thought I could, but the bottom line is that I could sprint that far and it was fine, except I couldn't breath but that is minor right? I passed a lot of people along the way. The bottom line is that my finish time is 1.55.16. That is better than I could have hoped for. I ran without a watch this time (the first time for this distance) I just ran by feel. Who knew that you could set a PR running by feel?

I told some friends that my goal for the 1/2 marathon distance is to feel strong for the entire 13 miles so when I felt good and I began to notice things like the view and such I was happy. I made that goal. The weather was also perfect, not too hot, not too cold which also made my day.

I had also mentioned to someone that if I ever got to the 1.50 1/2 marathon I might consider a full marathon. Who does stuff like that?

So just know, Georgetown and I have become friends. No longer will I tell people how terrible that race is...I will mention there are hills. It's just not right to tell people it is all downhill. But when you train for the hills and for the distance then sometimes it all just comes together, kind of like a perfect storm and when that happens then miracles can happen as well!

Running butterflies

About a month ago I was again talked into running a race that I didn't plan on. Heck, do I ever plan a race? Anyway, Georgetown to Idaho Springs, here I come again.And let me remind everyone that I didn't have that fabulous of a run the first time around. But now, as I sit here the day before the race, with a bit of a head cold and fatigue wearing on me because of this lifestyle I live, I'm wondering what the heck I was thinking? Don't get me wrong, I've trained for the race; the only run I cut short was the 14 miler...I only did 13.3 and on 800's I did make it up to 9 repeats before I started a taper. Either way, I am now letting my head get the best of me. It's gonna be hot and I don't feel that fabulous with the head cold and I'm tired. So I'm wondering why is it different? A few weeks ago when I did the 13.3 miles I had no anxiety before the run, and now since I paid an entry and will have a number and an official finish time I worry and fret like crazy? I begin to second guess myself and my hobby and everything? Is this even normal? Maybe part of it is that I have time to worry...When you don't taper you don't have worry right? There is no time when your busy concentrating on putting one step in front of the other because every muscle screams at you. Also, contributing to my worry is that Louis and the kids are coming this time. As if there aren't enough people at the end waiting anyone, the ones I care about the most will be there to either see me at my best or possibly my worst...I'll let you know!

My July update

So, for a change I have a few extra minutes in my day and I decide to look at my blog...As fabulous as the blog is, I can't believe that it has been almost a month since I've said a word on it. How am I supposed to be using this as a journal if I don't ever write stuff down? So, I guess it is very very clear that I suck at this. Or maybe I'm just leaving lots and lots of room for improvement.

Brooke ran her first 5k with me on July 4th. She hated every minute of the actual running. She was super excited before the race started. She was happy at the finish line but during the race I heard it all...we are going too fast, its hot, I'm tired, I hate this etc etc etc. I had read about other running moms having a hard time with their children running so I had thought about all types of positive things I could say to her but she wasn't having it... Mom, I'm never doing this again...My response was ok, that's fine, but lets just finish what we started...

And she did. Ever since her running at track has been so much better! I am still in shock at the improvement! Her time according to her (my running ) watch was 39.47...she wanted to be under 40. I kinda think the official times are off (especially since they say that I didn't run) that I'm ignoring them.

After the race we did the normal 4th of July routine for us which included a parade, pool party, block party...sleep

We also ventured to the Renaissance festival, much to my dismay. Amanda and Louis thought it would be fun. I think they need to re-evaluate their fun standards. Regardless, the kids liked it. They got their face painted, Brooke got her hair done and then we hit the rain. Lots and lots of rain. It is always an adventure to go to the festival and see all the crazy people dressing up, talking differently etc. I'm just not sold on the every year routine.

I have also been talked into trying my luck at the Georgetown to Idaho Springs 1/2 marathon. I'm not sure how I get into these things, but I'm training smarter for this race this time so I'm hoping that things go better. Much much better.





June Updates

As I sometimes read back into some of the posts I have done I realize how much I forget...I kinda miss my busy weekends...even though I'm really good at complaining about them...I was intoduced into my busy weekends again recently. Brooke had a dance recital and I was racing again and Father's day.

Brooke's dance recital...I just love watching her dance because she has learned so much and gained so much confidence...I'll be honest, the company needs a little help as far as the recital organization goes, and in my future I see helping to fix that but all in all it was fun. And the end goal is to teach the kids how to dance, to give them confidence and provide it in a fun environment. The company has been very successfull in that aspect, so I'm happy.

I raced the father's day 5K again this year at APEX. Last year, if you recall I was afraid to run the 5K distance, for fear of the unknown. Also if you recall I ran a 26.50 finishing 8th in my division. I remember being excited to actually be in the top 10 and happy with the time. So this year, it would be safe to say that I had some preatty high expectations as I had been training hard. I guess I didn't really go into the race with a taper (who tapers for a 5K was my thinking) and I also had 8 miles scheduled for this weekend for other training. So I got up early on Saturday to get the 8 miles in (at Lookout Mountain) and then ran the race Sunday...I know, the suspense is killing you...Official finishing time 24.59, 2nd place in my division. I'm happy overall, kinda, I guess. The 2nd place made me happy, as this was a true 2nd place. Not one of those that they take the first 2 out of my division because they won overall, but true 2nd. The time, however, I've run better, maybe just 30 seconds better, but 30 seconds is 30 seconds and that is what I lost by...I guess I'll be back again next year. And good for you guys that I don't take pictures of me racing. Louis and kids tried to take a picture of me and ended up getting the guy behind me. I'm not that sad that they missed me.

Father's day...we went to Sloan's for brunch in Edgewater. Louis loves that place and my parents joined us, which was great. We then headed to the pool for the rest of the afternoon.  

Since that weekend, I also ran the Slacker  1/2 marathon relay. I only signed up for the relay because I was worried that this supposed downhill race would turn into another Georgetown / Idaho Springs lie. However, this is was no lie...It really was downhill, it really was a fast course. Since I'm the competitive type (although I try not to be) I was busy trying to make up time the whole way. I ended up running the 2nd leg and then ran the rest of the race when I met up with our 3rd leg. We ran a little over 7 miles in 1 hr 2 min. It was a fabulous run for me, however that downhill really did tear my legs up. I think they were sore for the better part of 3 days. And I think if Cindy and I would have ran 7 min miles we still would not have been able to make up enough time to even be in the top 3 but that is ok. Running is largely an individual sport and I have to be happy with what everyone did.

Louis and Brooke have started running a little as well. Lets just mention that my runs have become much more frequent, but shorter distances. It is kinda killing me as now I'm almost craving a solitary run, alone to go as far, as fast as I want. Soon enough...I know.

Besides our above activites of keeping us busy, the kids have been in track 3 nights a week and a few day camps here and there. We have been going to the pool often trying to get Louis and the kids more comfortable in the water. So far that strategy is working.



running mantras

Did you know...running is hard. I know, we have already discussed that I'm a slow learner. I was so reminded that running is hard on Tuesday night at the track. We were doing repeat 800's. I guess you should know that the 800 and I have a love/hate relationship. I love how strong they make me but I hate actually running them. Anyway, the story is, there were many more participants at track this week than usual and so most of them only had 4 repeats...Those of us that show up every week we had 6. And in theory it should have probably been more because we had done 18 200 repeats the week before and building the strength blah blah blah. Long story longer...after everyone dropped out after number 4 this whole thing got really hard. But I was able to tell myself on number 5 that I only have 1 more...you know that whole mind over matter deal. Then on number 6 I got through it because it really was supposed to be the last one. In the end I got talked into doing a 7th repeat. And like I mentioned I probably should have counted on doing that many anyway. And on that 7th repeat do you know how many times I said I was gonna step out, just finish the one lap? Far too many. However, it is a good thing I read all these blogs and talk to all these people that put these silly mantra's in your head and you just tough it out and finish...So guess what, I finished the 800 and it wasn't even my slowest one!

So it only took about 14 pages to describe where I was going with... running is hard -- but we all get through it! What mantra's do you use?

Some of my favorites...

"Shut up and Run" -- I have to thank Beth (from the blog SUAR for this one)
"It's when your uncomfortable that your body is getting stronger"
"This is fun (in a demented sort of way) and you are going to be happy you finished when your done"
"Your body will always tell you to stop...you need your mind to tell your body to shut up"
"Even if your walking or going slow at least your not at home on the couch."

Patience!

"...It's all about patience! When injured, we have no where to go , but forward and up! The journey is grueling, and sometimes not fair...but the wait is well worth the end result!" -- unknown

I read this quote today and no, I'm not injured but I thought how fabulous it would have been had I read this when I was injured. How many people I would complain to would not understand or tell me I was being too hard on myself etc...but if someone would have told me something like the above mentioned I might have had a different/better perspective.

But then maybe, just maybe we can take the above quote out of running text and say something to the effect that when we have no where to go but forward and up...the end result is well worth it in everyday life then perhaps our whole focus changes. Maybe then our jobs aren't so painful or taking care of the kids becomes a bit easier or whatever the case may be. I'm just throwing it out there that life doesn't always have to be painful and negative. Sometimes, if we just take a minute and realize that we are at rock bottom and life is only gonna get better then the positive side of us takes over.

After the whole knee / lower leg debacle I want to say that I healed the 'right' way (for me at least) and now my running is so much stronger. My track times are better, my long runs are easier, I appreciate the fact that I'm able to run at all. The races I've run are faster and I do feel stronger (although I'm not where I want to be yet I'm getting there.) So the patience was totally worth it, the low mileage that was completely different from what I thought, the swimming and biking and resting...all of it was worth the long, grueling, cruel journey.

In other news...My kids have exactly 7 days left of school, they are entering the next 7 days with mixed feelings of excitement for summer break and then sadness from being forced to move on to the next teacher / grade / challenge. You see both of my kids fall into what human naturally do, they become one with the situation and when forced to change (i.e have a new teacher) they are scared to death. We have entered school the last 4 years filled with tears, scared attitudes and very obvious fear. Usually all of these feelings are changed within the first week. Brooke has even gone so far this year to try and convince her teacher to move up to the next grade level. He, I'm sure, is flattered but has politely declined. Anyway, I've procrastinated long enough in getting the kids lined up with summer activities so yesterday I decided enough was enough. I would finally be a mom and get things set up. Hopefully they enjoy what I picked for them.

Running Palisade

As after any major race I write a post about how the race went...I've now waited 3 days, hoping to be able to post my official results but they haven't been posted yet. I guess I was also waiting to write about this one also to be able to make sure all of my thoughts were organized and stuff. I'm not sure I achieved organization but I was able to make many bullet points that I want to cover...

• The Training -- I trained hard for this one. I didn't miss a long run. I fit in longer runs during the week. I made most of the track sessions. All of my times were faster, and continued to improve. I was conscious of any pain and adjusted my training to accommodate such pain. I was told there were hills, so I trained hills...a lot... So before I even started I knew that I had done everything I could to prepare. My downfall to my training...the whether...many of my long runs the weather was nice, a little on the cool side... Lets just say there is a reason they grow grapes in Palisade. Grapes like it warm...

• The Course -- This course was far more beautiful than any other race I have done. Don't get me wrong, Georgetown was nice, many of the 5k's I've done have been fine...Colfax is...well...it's east Colfax, so however beautiful that can be. And the Denver / Rock -n- Roll is downtown Denver which gives its own type of beauty...Palisade has a natural beauty, like this is who I am and if you like it, great, if not your the one missing out. Running along the Platte River and the Mesa, in the Vineyards was very nice. The bummer...the giant, curvy hill. The race organizers did not try to hide the hill, they were very forthright with it. And even though I trained on hills that were bigger than this one, it was still hard.

• The Organization -- This is race had probably less than 1,000 runners which mainly means that it is easier to organize the race. Either way, it seemed like everyone was super relaxed and things were well run. There was plenty of water and cups at the aide stations, people asking if I needed gels or water or whatever, people to make sure we turned around at the right spot. I wish they would have closed the road we were running on, but I understand not closing the road also...sometimes vehicles can be very rude.

• The Trip -- This is the first race that I have traveled to so as I'm packing and repacking and debating what I want to bring, and what I don't need I was terrified that I would forget something important...I did not forget anything but I did have a pretty big bag and extra stuff. Usually, getting 14 girls organized and in the same location can sometimes be kinda difficult, but this trip went well. There was no rushing around and we made it to all of our obligations. The girls were all fabulous and fun. There was some snow during the drive, but we live in Colorado, that is to be expected. The hotel was beautiful and new and very nice. The wine tasting was fun, dinner was good. I don't have a complaint.

• My Race -- This race was a bit different for me, because I was on a little bit different of a schedule than I'm used to, I decided to try some new things (some worked, some I'm still debating), I was out of my comfort zone. That being said I still ran a solid race. It started out when I got up a little earlier than I would have, but we made it to the start line with plenty of time for the bathroom and warm up...which was all that really concerned me. Since it was a small race the bathroom line was fine and the start line wasn't too crowded. I started running with Jo Ann and we were doing well. She told me our first mile was 8:39...I'm thinking, crap...starting out too fast is going to kill me. Things were pretty uneventful until mile 3 when I had to stop at the bathroom. I have never had to have a bathroom stop at any race I have done, so that bummed me out. But I kept going. Mile 4 was when they warned us of the hill...and when I saw the hill it smacked me right in the face...like are you kidding me right now? About 1/2 way up the hill I met a photographer which irritated me only because I don't want to see how pained I looked, I remember how I felt. About mile 5.5 I met the leader already on the turnaround. Which bummed me out a little only because that meant he was a good mile and half in front of me. Wow, I still have a lot of work to do, is what I kept thinking. Things were again uneventful until the bottom of the hill and I was trying to remember where the aide stations were...Like I was thirsty...but not...After the aide station at mile 10 I told myself that I have about 25 minutes left...we can do this. That mile should have been easy because it was flat, in the shade (which was nice because it was warm and the sun was becoming a little brutal) and I think I sped up because I was passing people but it was still hard. At mile 11 you go over a bridge and I remember thinking there was another water stop in 1/2 mile so I hurried along. Thinking if I drank that I would be able to finish strong. Right after that was when the stomach started its thing again so I ran faster...I only know this because I was passing people again. When I turned the last corner so I could see the finish line there were 2 girls in front of me, one in a purple shirt and one in a green shirt...the green shirt was pretty far (like maybe 3 blocks ahead) but I was determined to beat them both. There was some giant amount of effort given there but I did it. I remembered all those track workouts and Lori reminding us that we have another gear...way down deep and the end of the race is the time to find it... My clock said 2:02...I had hopes and goals of breaking 2 hours. So I'm not happy with my finish in that aspect. However, my previous best is 2:11, so breaking that by 9 minutes with a bathroom stop is nothing to be sad about. I keep telling myself to be happy with it...It was a challenging course with a few minor issues (the stomach thing, the warm sun thing)...however, I'm still not happy...Guess there is another 1/2 in my future. By the way...some of the new things...I started re hydrating with coconut water along with a smaller amount of Gatorade. I ran in new shoes (like shoes that only had about 10 miles on them). I had a real meal, like right after the race, instead of hours after I finished running. All of this went extremely well...I'm debating if the stomach issue was because of the coconut water before the race, but I'm also thinking it could have been the LARA bar...My recovery so far has been good, there was no headache after the race. Very few minor sore muscles...Just a lower IT band tightness that hasn't given up yet. It will in time...

Don't take any of it the wrong way. I loved the trip...had an amazing amount of fun and the race was good. It was my time I'm not excited about. Who knows, maybe the official time will give me the benefit of the doubt...

Grateful part 2

So I said I would add to my list whenever I thought of more things to be grateful for...And maybe it isn't a list of new things...but just different reasons. And it was a challenge today to come up with reasons of things you are thankful for.

~~The running club --(last night I ran a 3:32 800 followed by a 3:27, there is no way on this planet that I would be able to do that without the club, so for their persistence in proving to me that I'm capable I'm forever grateful.

~~Louis -- because he allows me to go off exercising whenever I feel the need (which lately has been often) and never complains. Instead I get compliments on how dedicated I am...

~~My Kids -- Not only have they been understanding with the recent training regiment but encouraging. Also, they teach me something every day. They are so simple and I would love to transport that simple attitude into my life. I'm thinking they teach me more than I teach them.

~~My health -- Because in recent times, I have gone through many illnesses, injuries etc... I'm so happy to be pain / illness free. And I've read blogs and many friends are or have been injured it makes me appreciate when I'm healthy.

~~ My gym friends -- Just to be completely honest, if I thought there was any hope they would forget the way to my house I would sleep in most mornings, but because I know they are going to be there waiting I get my butt out of bed. And 98% of the time I'm happy that I did.

~~My Job and Co-workers -- Because I get some interaction with real people but that most of those people keep me laughing all day. Who doesn't want to laugh all day?

I guess that is a good list of new reasons for the day...

Respecting the Distance

I read a blog every day...some days the author talks about running and such and some days not. Either way I love her posts, they are creative and fun and sarcastic and I wouldn't know how to start my day without it. I only hope that my posts are somewhat similar. At least when I go back a few months later and read them they are ok. Not sure it is something I need to read everyday.

Anyway, I'm about 10 days away from the Palisade half marathon. I feel like I have had a great training session until this last week. I have had some major soreness, a little bit of knee pain and super tired. And in my state of running ALL the time I'm not sure how to scale back. Yes, I know that I should be on a taper, but just like any runner I'm not sure how to do that. I feel guilty about not running and completing workouts. I ran my last long run on Sunday. Long run of 14 miles. I did the 'hill' twice and added in a few more miles around the neighborhood. My time was 2 hours and 12 minutes. The most fabulous things about that is that my last 1/2 marathon was 2 hours and 11 minutes which basically means I should be good. However, back to that taper situation. I'm wondering the purpose on going out only to run 4 miles. But on the other hand I need to learn to respect the distance. After just running 14 miles, completing a track workout, 4 miles should be easy right? Lets hope so...

A few weeks my long run was 5 miles and I figured it would be no big deal. And in the end, it really wasn't. However, during the run I felt like I was having a hard time. When I finished, I was running a much faster time, therefor the reason of the difficulty. So I hope I've learned how to respect the distance!

Random thoughts

Every time that I have a great idea for something to 'blog' about I'm busy so then I think "when I have an extra few minutes I'll do that." Now as I sit down at the computer with an extra few minutes do you think I can remember anything that I wanted to blog about, update etc? The answer is simply no...I've got nothing!

At work we decided it would be fun to replace all the carpet in the place with tile. I seriously think I would rather shoot myself. The person we hired did fabulous work and the tile looks great, but it took forever. And moving all the stuff and trying to run the business in the meantime wasn't much fun. I got pretty sick in the middle of it all but I have mostly kicked that and since the showroom in 90% back together life is good. While all of that was going on I probably had some ironic not so fabulous thoughts about remodeling contractors and being thrown into the middle of projects I don't want anything to do with but all those thoughts have since escaped me.

Here is the new showroom...totally worth it!



My training has been going good...until I got sick...even then I probably had some sarcastic stuff to say. Probably a good thing I didn't have a lot of time on my hands! I think I skipped a few track workouts and then I haven't been swimming either...For some reason I didn't think it would be a good idea to contaminate the pool with all my snot and stuff. I think life might have also gotten in the way of a track workout or two so I decided I would do them a different day, all alone...That is sad and made me realize that I don't listen very well. I ended up almost doubling the workout. Oops! But I haven't missed a long run. No, instead I almost hacked up a lung or two but got those 10 miles in. And last Sunday, the long run was 12 miles and since I'm such a sucker for peer pressure I did Candelas hill twice...It hurt, but glad I did it.

Lucky for you (and probably myself) I don't take pictures of myself when I run!

Both of the kids are busy with their activities...Brooke is still dancing, still loves Mr. Jeff, Ms. Kate and the rest of the group at the dance studio. She mentioned to me she was to be on the competition team next year...Not really sure what that entails yet...But sounds expensive and like a lot of time at the studio...Tyler is playing both soccer and flag football right now. Yes, I am that gullible of a mom to sign my kid up for two different sports at the same time. But he is just so darn cute how could I say no?

We went to Moab over Spring Break...we took my dad's Raptor 4-wheeling and Lou was successful in putting the first scratches in it. Lucky for us, my dad is good natured about that kind of thing. We also did some hiking. Tyler wasn't feeling good that day so it wasn't our best day of hiking but we still had fun.

This cave a super fun for the kids...and the adults!

Just in case any one needed it pointed out, my sister is taller than me, I just didn't know it was that much!

Maybe I was standing on the low part of the hill? Maybe I'm just that short!

I don't think an explanation is needed!



17 and Full of Dreams

As I watched TV last night there was a sentence that started me thinking...alright more than one...but we will start with the one. The quote was something like (I'm paraphrasing because I didn't write it down word for word) "If one sentence helps a person through a rough time or gives someone hope that previously had none than that makes the hour of television worth it." I could not agree more. Do you know how many lyrics to songs or story arcs in a television show that I identify with? Because of something going on at work or at home or psychologically and here, since someone is singing about it or writing a television show about it they know the problem too...I'm no longer alone.

I'm not going to sugar coat and say that my days are full of unicorns and rainbows and everything is always perfect, but I will say that I have gotten through many of those non rainbow filled days because of a sentence or a song or whatever...Maybe it is as simple as 'I wish someone would say that to me' or how is it that a song knows just what I'm thinking?  Or maybe not, but I think we as a humans forget that it only takes a sentence or mantra or song to make life so much better or maybe just tolerable.

I remember working with a trainer one day...and obviously I wasn't doing the exercise the 'correct' way and she kept talking, rephrasing the same thing until I got it. And now, years later, I remember when I'm doing that specific muscle group I have her in my head telling me how.  I remember also, running the track in a particular difficult track workout that I had Katy Perry singing in my ear and so every time that song plays I go back to my day at the track and how the song helped me through and then I remember I've had much better days at the track after that. One last example, going through a difficult time during a relationship I was attracted to sappy, sad kind of songs and shows. I would listen to the songs over and over and watch the same episode of television over and over...And however it happened I moved passed the difficult time and moved on to much happier days. But still when those songs play I'm reminded how far I've come.

Last night it was also brought to my attention that when we are young we are always looking toward our dreams and becoming the person we want to be...And then somehow we grow up and we still look forward. We don't ever realize how far we have come or how we have somehow morphed into the person we once dreamed of. So today, I'm going to think of that person...That 17 year old high school graduate that couldn't wait for all of my dreams to come true! I encourage everyone else to do the same. To realize that we all grow everyday and to some of us we are too busy living in the future to realize how great things are in the present!

It takes an orthodontist to teach me...

I know...All of you have been wondering how the training is going right? I know, my exercise habits are so interesting that you run to the blog every day to check it out...I am kidding. But some days I've got nothing better to write about.

Today I had a giant reminder...you see, when there is a problem and you think you have the perfect solution for the problem, when in reality you are just scratching the surface. Perhaps the perfect solution is going to be simply a band-aid on the complete bigger problem? Well today I had that reminder yet again. Long story longer...The orthodontist that did amazing things to my teeth will now be making all sorts of money on me again, through my beautiful daughter. You see I'm not terribly upset by this at all because I appreciate the money my mom spent on my teeth and that now I have a presentable smile, so I know that Brooke too will appreciate all of this.

On to the training. I've had to make some modifications to the original training plan...You see my knee did not appreciate the running 4 days per week...and I was informed by some fabulous people 'in the know' that I will be alright with running 3 days per week...the gym and swimming. so we will see. So far this week I've got 2 runs down, 2 gym visits accomplished and that menacing swim taken care of. Just one more run that I'm planning tonight (yes again in the wind because I don't know what it would be like to run when it's not windy) and then only 1 more gym visit...I love when I get most of my work done early in the week so when I'm tired I can actually sleep.

Last night I did my first track workout of the year. And the report...well the next time you think that running on a mud filled track by yourself at a high school, in the wind I'm advising you to think twice before actually going. Not only is it difficult to run the workout by yourself, timing and such but then to add all the other variables...it just isn't that great. Anyway, my times were not that fabulous 3:58 and 4:05, so that didn't make my day at all but when Lou pointed out that I was dodging kids and running in a yucky surface I guess it isn't that bad. Then the wind...I love the wind. Hopefully next week I can join the club instead of going it alone.

Mind over matter...is it really all a mental issue?

Life is funny sometimes...How it just drops enough information in your lap to keep you going / motivated / learning etc...

You see, I posted yesterday that my 'official' training for the Grand Valley 1/2 Marathon starts on Sunday. While that all sounds great and a feat worth accomplishing. I started the training a week early...you know try and make up some of those works out that I'm bound to miss...I had planned on running 4 days a week, the gym 3 days a week for biking and strength training and swimming once a week. Doesn't sound too terrible and I had even broke it down to what days and times I would fit them in. Well workout number 5 into this week and my knee is kinda sore, I'm exhausted and many muscles are sore. It is frustrating first because I've been running and going to the gym. Granted not with a specific purpose but I've been there. I'm frustrated because of my knee...as I haven't run many miles, just 3 days in a row. Maybe fewer longer runs are going to be required. But the sore muscles...really?!

Well just today a blog I follow shared a post about your brain power...the whole mind over matter and if you put your mind to it, your body will follow. It all sounds great and that we train our mind the same time we train our body, but it just isn't true. We have to choose to visualize our training and our races and then our body will endure the training. Maybe my body is revolting because I said training doesn't start until next week and here I am trying to go a week early. It's the mind asking why are we enduring this torture for an extra week? Click here to check out the blog post.

Either way, I guess I'm going to have ease into this training thing. It is much harder to get used to than I thought.

Training starts...Sunday!

My official training for the Grand Valley 1/2 marathon starts Sunday...That sounds so crazy since I've been running and going to the gym...but I guess all of that was character training since it wasn't specifically aimed at a race or anything. During my run last night I devised a plan in my head of the workouts I need to get in each week in order to run a good race and I was kind of excited to tell Lou, because he is gonna have to push me out of bed...No more excuses that I'm cold and don't want to get to the pool. So for those of you that want to know here is my plan...

Sunday -- long run with the club
Monday -- pool in the morning or short run in the evening
Tuesday -- gym in the morning for cross training and strength and track workout with the club
Wednesday -- gym in the morning for cross training and strength and 3 mile run after work
Thursday -- pool if I ditched on Monday or short run in the evening if I ditched on Monday
Friday -- gym in the morning for cross training and strength
Saturday -- rest

I'm not super sure that I can accomplish all of this but I only have to last until May... And I'm still aiming for that sub 2 hour 1/2 marathon time...

And you know what...why wait until next Sunday...when I can start this past Sunday... I ran 5 miles Sunday...2.75 last night and made it to the gym this morning...It's that darn morning at the pool that will be the hard part. I'll keep you posted!

Valentine's Day Box Drama

Brooke and I had a conversation Sunday night that went something like this...

Brooke: " Mom, I need to make a Valentine's day box, there is a competition at school this year."

Mom: "Can't you just use the same one that you used last year that is up in your closet?"

Brooke: "No mom, I had some other ideas, do you think you can help me?"

Mom: (with a worried feeling growing in my stomach) "What are your other ideas?"

Brooke: "Well I was thinking a hexbug."

Mom: (laughing) "I don't think so, I don't even know what a hexbug looks like."

Brooke: "Well I knew you would say that, so what do you think about a box in the shape of a heart?"

Mom: "That sounds much more feasible, maybe when dad gets home we can talk to him."

Brooke: "Well I want it to have a post and stuff too mom."

Mom: "Babe, your getting out of my comfort zone on creativity here...maybe draw a picture of what you want and we will see what we can do...I would really like it, if next time we had a few more days notice."

Brooke: "I know mom, but look, this is gonna be great..." running off to get her supplies to draw a picture..."then we can paint it pink and white...maybe some red...this is gonna be great."

Mom: Defeated knowing there is Valentines box making in the very near future...

So after a conversation with her dad and more prodding of me here is the progress of her Valentines box that she will be using for the next 42 years...

Ok so maybe her dad went a little overboard...

Maybe her mom and dad went a little over board with the painting...

I'm thinking either she has the best parents on the planet...or we are just crazy for our kids...

How many of you worked on your kids Valentines box?

5k Racing...or running

I'm not sure why I am so consumed with 'facts.' Why can't I just be happy with how it happens. On Saturday I ran a 5k...and honestly when I went I didn't have any expectations for a lot of reasons...but mostly because of the weather. You can't honestly expect to run a PR when it is snowing and there is ice all over the course. So when they were handing out awards and called my name I was beyond surprised...

Yep, it says 2nd place female 30-39...I was initially excited, but then they said my time of 26:09...what? My excitement faded as I knew that couldn't be right. That time does not ever get you a second place finish...Don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting the 26:09 (I know I had a tough run)...I just question the placement....When I was finally able to check the official results online, I found out why I was 2nd place... You see the overall female 1st and 2nd place winner was from my division...You can't win both the overall and the division so then my technically 4th place finish moves up to 2nd. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy! But wondering why we don't just say what it is...Lou just tells me...'Honey, I would kill for a 26:09 5k...you should be happy with that as well, especially in the conditions.' So I'm trying to put my mixed feelings aside and just be happy with the 2nd place award!

In this race Brooke also ran a 'fun run' of 150 yards...Keep in mind that Brooke has been in track for 2 years now, totally avoids any kind of track meet and really doesn't give too much effort. I still make her do track every summer because it is just so good for so many different parts of her life. Well after seeing the speed that she possessed during this 'fun run' I'm gonna be making this girl try so much harder. I'll run behind her and be that voice that drives her crazy but keeps her going. I don't want her to be 32 (like me) and have someone tell her 'I wish someone would have invited you to a track practice, you would have done amazing.' I want her to have the opportunity to be amazing and have the confidence that has taken me 32 years to achieve.