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Week 7 – Being a girl

So I posted last week about owning the title ‘runner.’  It was a stronghold (you know those things that hold you down and prevent you from meeting your max potential as God intended). Well, I finally let that stronghold go and accepted my current athletic ability (instead of wishing/praying for faster) and that is when God gave me a big ol dose of freedom. I had my epiphany on Sunday during my 9 miler, took a rest day Monday and then Tuesday ran 7 miles in 59 minutes and 14 seconds. For those of you who don’t have a pace calculator handy, that is an 8:28 minute average. That happens to be ridiculously speedy for me, it’s a whole minute faster than what I have been running. Pure craziness that I was able to do that based on my recent run paces. Now, I will say, my last mile was 8:04 and I was very close to vomiting when I heard that lovely Endomondo voice tell me I’d reached my goal, but I did it. When I was so close to finishing 7 miles in under an hour, I wanted it and I was willing to vomit to get it. As I posted on Facebook, it was Awesomestinktasticness!

I had lunch with a friend this week and joked to her about ‘being a girl today.’ The evening prior to my lunch, hubs asked me about my schedule for the following day, I replied, “I have to go be a girl tomorrow.” Which meant, I was meeting a friend for lunch and then meeting with another friend after. I was going to talk and socialize and not have any kids with me, it was a purely me afternoon.  Working full-time from home and having a husband training for an Ironman doesn’t give you much time for playdates, lunch dates, pool days and just time in general for lady friends. I have friends, but I don’t happen to be a very good friend. This is a realization that I’m not proud of or boasting about, it just happens to be factual. I’m very independent (to my detriment) and don’t like to rely on others, which means I can cut ties pretty easily without much effect on my daily life. You can spin that and try to make it a positive attribute, but my Savior Jesus Christ was the very opposite. In his days on earth, he was warm, inviting, empathetic and wanted to touch as many lives as he could get his hands on. He spent his days with a group of 12 disciples and preaching to crowds. His only alone time was to pray. If he had a home during that time, I’m sure everyone he knew would have had a fridge pass. If I’m going to talk the Christian talk, then I need to walk the Christian walk. This starts with giving freely of my time, energy, possessions and myself. In James 4:17 it says,  “Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn’t do it, sins.” Yep, guilty as charged, thanks James. I’m training for a marathon, starting a new virtual bible study via Hello Mornings (Inspired to Action), continue to be head cheerleader for the wonderful Mr. Jason Kaufman who will be competing in his first Ironman in one week AND will be friend extraordinaire! I have no doubt I will fall short, but I have now recognized my sin and to just say, ‘well that’s just my personality’ is self-fish to God. He sacrificed his Son, bought my freedom from sin with the ultimate price and to brush it off as ‘just my personality’ is shameful. My personality is ever changing (thankfully) as God works in me.

Week 8 will be taking us on the road to Louisville, I can’t wait!! Hubs has put 8 months into this training and I am so excited to watch him shine!!

Here as always is my workout week in review

Monday: Rest

Tuesday: 7 miles in 59:14

Wednesday: Rest

Thursday: 4 miles in 35:28

Friday: 25 minute spin, then 20-30 minutes upper body weights

Saturday: Rest

Sunday: 14 miles in 2 hours 15 mins (this run was so hard for me, mentally/physically I wasn’t there, it was very tough and I have never wanted to quit a run so much in my life. I was tempted to call Jason and ask him to come get me, but I knew I needed to overcome the mental meltdown I was experiencing. I did finish with run, with a few more walking breaks than what I’d like, but I still did the miles, WHEW!)

Week 6: Call me a runner

I’ve found that in the past year of fueling my running spirit that I’ve shied away from being called a runner. You get either the upbeat “Wow, you’re a runner” or the disdain of ‘oh..you’re a runner’ (as in…you’re one of thooose).  I haven’t called myself a runner as to me it always indicated that I excelled at running. Well, the lightbulb came on and the epiphany was undeniable (this all happened during a run,  of course). I am a runner. I run 3-4 days/week and I look forward to my runs. I am not fast, there are no 6, 7, or even 8 minute miles in my Endomondo history, but it’s not the speed that makes you a runner. I am a mom because I have 3 kids. If I’m not a good mom, it still doesn’t take away my title of mom. The same goes for running, just because I don’t excel at it with super fast times and 1st place finishes, it doesn’t take my title away. I put the miles in and I enjoy doing it (hence the marathon).  I will no longer be ashamed of my run times. I will proudly proclaim that I AM A RUNNER.

Ok, now that we have that established, my other Ah-ha moment of the week came as I was thinking about my fitness goals. Having a goal (ie a marathon for me right now) is critical in fitness. If you don’t pick something to work towards and then a means to get there (a plan), you can easily skip a workout or slip on eating well. The goal gives you necessary focus and the plan gives you structure.  There’s no thinking about, will I run, or bike, or walk, or crossfit (which I’ve never actually done of these yet), or elliptical or do weights, or do nothing, your plan is made, all you have to do is show up.  So, I realized one of my overall goals (there are many) is for my thighs to no longer touch. This shares a level of body image that may not be comfortable for some, but I will be nothing if not honest. My thighs are the thicker part of my body. We each have our trouble spots, which will be the last to tone and my thighs are nothing but trouble. As I am trying to lean out and convince fat to exit and muscle to build, my thighs are getting farther apart. Hello Awesomeness!

I did my long run this week with a friend. I typically run solo and don’t mind it. I enjoy the time to myself to listen to music, pray, and just be outside soaking up the sun. However, this week I was joined by a friend and it was nice to mix it up and have some company.  Prior to heading out I had to ask the hubs about some running-with-a-friend etiquette. Do you listen to music?  If so, in both ears, or just one? Do you talk? Who sets the pace? All those silly questions were answered as we headed out and just ran. If you are a new runner and lack motivation, I highly recommend getting a training buddy. It gives you accountability and someone to motivate you when you just don’t feel like going. Hopefully my friend will join me again on another run, or I may get blacklisted as the runner girl who ran with one Yurbud in and the other out and talked too much.

My week in review…

Monday: 3 miles in 26:18

Tuesday: 6 miles in 55:40

Wednesday: Rest

Thursday: 3 miles in 26:35

Friday: 30 minute spin, then 20-30 minutes upper body weights

Saturday: Rest

Sunday: 9 miles in 1 hour, 25 minutes

Next week my mileage bumps up with my short runs being 4 miles and the intermediate run being 7. I’m trying to do the short run right around 9 minute pace. The intermediate run is supposed to be a pace run, so should be done at what pace I expect to be at on race day, I’m trying to make that a 9:30. The long run then is supposed to be conversation pace, so I’m trying to keep it 9:45 ish (depending on the heat that’s gotten closer to 10).  I can’t believe I’m already 1/3 way through!!! Woo to the Hoo!

Week 5: The Olympics

The Olympics are exhausting! We have been soaking them up at our house which has meant a lot of late nights. Prior to the Olympics, we went to bed between 10-10:30pm and I got up at 6:30am, a nice solid 8 hours of sleep. During the Olympics, we go to bed between 11:30p-12:00am and I’ve been getting up at 5:30-6:00am, a solid 5-6 hours sleep…BIG DIFFERENCE! Hubs and I DVR’d the Olympic coverage, so after we put the kids to bed, we cuddle up on the couch and let the games begin. Favorite events to watch so far have been swimming, women’s gymnastics, and women’s beach volleyball. Our TV hasn’t been on much this summer (except for morning cartoons), but it’s the Olympics, the culmination of these athletes years of practice and devotion to their chosen sport.  How can you not watch?!?  So, how does training for a marathon relate to watching hours of Olympics…um, it doesn’t really, it just happens to be what’s on this weeks schedule.

We also hosted 2 young ladies for the past week that work with Springhill Day Camp, Natalie and Emily. Here’s a pic of them on their last morning with us (this is actually from their stay in June).

They stayed with us for the first week of camp in June and then returned again this past week. The boys really enjoyed having them around (Mia slept through most of their stay). They work so hard at camp they had little time with our family, but still, our boys grew pretty sweet them. Even Sammy, our little shy guy, insisted on telling them goodnight every night and was so excited he woke up in time to see them in the morning. It’s pretty sweet watching your kids bond with their fellow Christian brothers/sisters.  Our oldest son, Lewis, went to this day camp at our church for the first time last year and he really enjoyed it. This year he was on the waitlist because his momma waited too late to register him (whoopsie!). Thankfully he got a spot and got to enjoy this past week at camp. So our home was filled with 2 extra bodies that slid in/out as their schedule allowed. Sometimes I get on a house kick where I really want a larger home. My wish list is a basement, 5th bedroom, office, large yard (to one day hold a pool), and a 3 car garage. Hubs and I would frequently talk about how much we could open our home up to people if we just had more space. Well this past year we have hosted 3 boys, and 2 girls (twice) because instead of waiting to serve, we just listened to the Holy Spirit. He called us to serve with what we have now. The kids we hosted shared a room and one had to sleep on a cot, but they seemed no worse for the wear.  I’ve been struck each time guests leave at how large and empty our home feels. Here I have a wish list of all this additional space, but when we fill the space we have and then empty it out, my wish list is inconsequential.  Our home returns to its normal level of chaos of a family of 5 and it feels huge. It’s really taught me to not wait until we have what I think we need and to just live with what you have been given.

I did adjust my running schedule a bit this week as I took an extra rest day. My current schedule has me doing my long run on Sunday. That means that I then also run the following 2 days after a long run and hubs looked at that and thought it was crazy, so he recommend I skip the Monday short run for the next month until after his Ironman. Once his Ironman is complete, then I’ll be able to run on Saturday mornings, so Sunday can be a rest day and the schedule can resume. The good thing about skipping a run and adding a rest day is that my other runs were really good. I had a great pace, much lower times than the previous week, so it always feels good to feel faster. He’s doing Tri Indy downtown on Sunday, which means Saturday was a rest day for him so I got to run on Saturday morning. I called him at mile 6 and asked if he’d pack up the kids and meet me at the Farmers Market. Being that superdad that he is (the man really should be allowed to wear a cape and not be mocked), he fed them french toast and met me just as I finished my 12 mile run.  Now we have fresh veggies for the week, yipee!

Monday: Rest

Tuesday: 6 miles in 55:19

Wednesday: Rest

Thursday: 3 miles in 26:52

Friday: 10 minute warm up on row machine, then 30 minutes upper body weights

Saturday: 12 miles in 1 hour 57 minutes

Sunday: Rest

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