Friday, December 12, 2014
Ever since I started a new job in August, my schedule has become tighter, busier, sometimes insane. It takes me up to 2X longer to commute than to my former job, costs 2X as much in gas, plus tolls if I take the tollway, for less than 50% of what our previous household income was before my DH was forced to retire (the company's new phrase for laying off the 65 yo crowd), and paying 100% of my health benefits.
4:30a - iPad sings the alarm to me, time to "wake up" the body
5:00 - 6:30a - exercise, shower & dress, other morning routines
6:30a - commute, can be 30mins, can be 1 1/2 hrs (!!!) depending upon traffic
7:00 (or arrival time) - 3:30/4:00 - work (am in IT, always busy)
Try to hit the evening commute no later than 4:30, emphasis on "try"
1 1/2 hr commute home (!!!) - yep, usually
So often, I get home exhausted, nodding off after dinner, and have little time to unwind with my DH before heading to bed. This commute and being the sole wage earner are a huge drain, physically, emotionally, financially.
Still have to keep up my training for a Feb marathon, and stay conditioned for the 2015 triathlon season.
All the same....Life is too short...
I am thankful to have a job, a roof over my head, a well-running vehicle, and whatever is left of my health. My DH is doing alright, health wise, and learning to cook more than spaghetti, steak and scrambled eggs (his former repertoire); he's getting pretty good.
My house is shabbier than it used to be, but, we're trying to make some holiday cheerfulness for our 4yo Grandson's arrival next week.
My kids are all grown, but, we come together at least once a week (oldest son lives about 3hrs away, comes as often as he can with the Grandson).
I remind myself to look around and appreciate what we do have. What seems little to me would be a lot to someone else. Admittedly, I am a bit jealous of my friends who seem so much better off; we're such a materialistic society.
All the same...Life is too short.
So, i try to embrace each day with a smile. After all, I usually get to see a sunrise. The people I work with are fun and me laugh. There is still reason to celebrate what should be a joyful season. Still a reason to enjoy what surrounds me.
I don't celebrate me, never have. But I would like to know that you celebrate YOU!
After all...Life is too short...
Sunday, November 09, 2014
Well, I haven't completely given up, yet. I'm still training for what will likely be my last marathon, and making a bit of progress every long run. I've finally been able to run a mile without stopping.
Yesterday, I ran 4 miles from my house to the trail and up to meet my team for our 6mi run. I added a .5mi loop, then finished the morning with 1.5 miles back toward the house, meeting my daughter at what we call "The Duck Pond." 12 miles total, but, those last 1.5 were hard - my knees were hurting so badly that I could barely shuffle. Our route was over way too much concrete and it hurt. Oh, well, I got it done.
Ice bath, roll out, yoga stretch, long nap, done...and possibly a visit to the Chiro...
Monday, September 22, 2014
Since February, after switching to a different make of running shoe, I've been fighting plantar fasciitis. Not a good thing for a runner/endurance athlete! Not that I'm at all talented as an athlete, but, I do have trophies, rankings, a feature article in USATF National Masters, and a wall of medals for all my efforts. So, I'd guess you can say I've done as well as I could.
This weekend, my daughter and I did the Plano Balloon Festival Half Marathon (HM), which promised to be a lot of fun. Well...watching the balloons launch while we were out on the route was a lot of fun.
Problems with the race began with the packet pickup. My son and girlfriend didn't get their race shirts or our grandson's cape for the Kid's K because they were out, and that was at one of the 3 pickup locations. How can you be out of gear for registered participants? They had to pick up their gear on race morning. My daughter and I had no problem where we picked up our packets. Proposed solution: 1 pickup location that's fully staffed and organized; let the sponsor have a booth. All participants registered prior to pickup day to be provided their gear (we paid for it!); late registrants to be as supplies last.
Next, the race started late. Was supposed to start at 7:30am, but, got held up a few minutes (don't know why). The hot air balloons were late getting organized and ready for launch, was supposed to be around 7am. And the race announcer didn't know where the starting line was - he actually said that! What??? His stand was right next to it!!!
The weather forecast was for thunderstorms, but, we got brilliant skies - and heat, and humidity. There were not enough water stops, and they were stretched too far apart. One of the fire station crew on the route also commented about this, as there were people succumbing to the heat at least around mile 8 (ironically, in front of the fire station). My hubby said there were quite a few people carried away on stretchers and in emergency vehicles; he kept looking to see if I was among them (I suffer heat exhaustion).
Because of my plantar fasciitis, I told my hubby that I wouldn't be running much, if at all, but not looking forward to walking around 3 hrs. It was my worst time ever - 3 1/2 hrs; I slowed down around mile 9 due to the heat. Mile 11 became excruciatingly slow; mile 12 seemed far too distant.
The route was mostly on concrete paths that wound through a lovely park; very hard on the feet and joints. Were it not for random conversations with other walkers, or runners who had also slowed down, I might have just called it quits.
Worse, my phone got fried after a woman with a pitcher of water doused me (I asked her to and blame myself for my race belt getting so damp).
On the route, I told myself that one more HM, my 21st, will be my last (magic number for my family). I'm not even sure I'll be able to do the full marathon in Feb (will be my 8th if completed), and I'll be content with having completed 7 (of 10 attempts: 1 DNF (collapsed at mile 10, heat), 2 finished as HMs (heat)).
I also decided that, now that I have my certification, it's time to focus on being a Race Director. I have a race in mind that I've been wanting to put together.
So, it was a very long walk, made to feel more so by the conditions. But, I finished, and have my big shiny medal to show for it that needs a place on the wall.
So, now, plan the next phase of my athletic career, but, not as an athlete. My body is done.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
June: quit my job, but, hubby won't let me retire
July: my 4yo grandson spent the month - he learned to swim, ride a bike, how to color, play with clay; started a wellness program
Aug: went on Fed gov't contract, lower pay, longer commute, no benefits, but pays the bills, they want me long term; the commute will be my undoing
Sep: running season started and am coaching again, half marathon in 2 weeks; played Candy Crush for the first time (it's addictive) and am somewhere on the chocolate mountain; harvest moon was absolutely beautiful
Tomorrow is the anniversary of 9/11/01
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
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