Just got back from a wonderful impromptu Easter weekend! Two weeks ago I decided to book a surprise weekend trip back NC while everyone was in town for Easter. I was super bummed that i’d miss out on a mini-family reunion because of a busy spring schedule and lack of PTO so I decided to hell with it and jumped on kayak and booked a quick weekend to NC.
There was a lot of jumping around and not a ton of sleep but it was so wonderful to be back “home” for a weekend. Will seems to have opened up a new chapter for our family and it is so exciting to continue family traditions and start new ones!
You can never cross the ocean until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.
Happy Friday, be adventurous this weekend!!
This morning, on my walk to my car, one of the Marines standing guard of the Barracks ducked out from him post.
"Morning Ma’am, how are you this morning?"
"Good, how are you?"
"Doing well! You look great this morning! Have a wonderful day!"
Totally made my day, thank you Mr. Marine….a true gentleman!
Love the men and women of 8th and Eye!
Proud daughter of a Marine
It sounds a bit odd but I had a little bit of post-marathon emotions. After all the winter training runs, it seemed like all 4hrs and 56 minute flew by. Actually, the whole weekend was quite whirlwind and I found myself thinking…is it over already??
When I think back at the Shamrock marathon I really only have positive thoughts. Feeling great in the early miles, being proud of myself for pushing it to 18 miles without stopping, great conversations with my sister, seeing my family out supporting me and the adrenaline rush that hit me as soon as I crossed the finish line. However, if I really dig deeper, there are the “other” memories of the weekend - the bitter cold wind that was in our faces the entire race, the cramp in my left glute that just would-not-go-away, the mental struggle to keep moving even when my body was ready to quit. It seems like after months of training, it was over in a flash.
However, every time I look at these medals on my mantel I get a little rush of “you ran a f-ing marathon!” It was painful and fun and exciting and terrifying all rolled up into one day.
(Australia boomerang works quite well as a medal holder)
So what’s the best way to get over post-marathon blues?? Start re-training for another race!!
I don’t think I ever really mentioned my Cape Cod Ragnar plans on the blog since it’s been marathon, marathon, marathon all winter. A few months ago my husband and his coworker got this crazy idea…let’s do a Ragnar race! Of course, neither of them have the time to plan an undertaking as large as a multiple person 200 mile relay a few states away so I jumped in as team captain. Coordinating random friends, rental cars, hotels, and race logistics has been quite the undertaking. As of right now we have a 9-person team for a race that is usually run by 12 people. Due to some team injuries, illnesses and a general lack of training by most of our crew, the three Marathon ladies are planning to “ultra” this race. What does that mean? A true Ultra Ragnar is the entire course run by only 6 people. We are doing a mini-ultra where the 3 ladies (Caitlin, Kristen, myself) will run ~half of the course while the other 6 guys run the other half. Our van is slightly less than half but each of us will be averaging 25-32 miles over 3-6 runs. Just typing it scares me a little and then I have to remind myself that I successfully ran 31 miles over the Whale Challenge weekend. However, that did involve a full night of sleep, normal running hours and lots of cheer support – none of which will happen during Ragnar.
It will be an adventure for sure!!
There are many great minds on earth and not all are human.
One of the things I seriously failed at during marathon training was integrating cross-training into my schedule. Sure, it was on my training plan but I was barely able to find time for runs and runs always trumped other stuff. So I have been gearing it up and trying to incorporate other exercises into my training for Ragnar.
This past weekend: I made it to Friday morning Barre, Saturday morning yoga, lots of walking, 7 miles of biking, softball and then Barre on Monday morning plus a 7.5 mile run. Phew, cross training is exhausting and time consuming but I really think it will pay off in the long run (no pun intended, hehe). Mixing up my training has been really helpful in preventing a total post-marathon training burn out. I knew that jumping into Ragnar training was going to be tough after feeling the training pressure all winter but committing to fitness classes has been a great motivator.
I am sloooowly getting better at Barre but still struggling with maintaining the movements for the duration of the exercise. Clearly this means it is working some of my non-running muscles!! Between Barre and Yoga I can really tell it is helping balance everything out and sort of reverse all the damage I did during marathon training. What I mean by “damage” is the unbalanced, running-only muscles and un-flexibleness that I acquired by strictly running for a few months. I felt great after my 1.5hr yoga class, super stretched out and was actually able to hold most of the positions!
I have a new goal of attending 2 Barre classes and 2 yoga classes a week leading up to Ragnar. Let’s do this!!
Run. Run. Run. - A tribute to Boston Marathon runners!
Love this video!! Boston Strong!
(Source: run2bme, via irun2much)
I finally finished my video from Tiger Beach back in August 2013!
You can read my whole trip recap here.
Since it seems like everyone and their mother is doing a “Throwback Thursday” photo today and I was backing up some photos anyways, I give you:
My final dive in Australia circa 2008
Daniel, my first (and favorite) dive buddy flew all the way to Australia to spend a week diving and exploring before I had to return to the US. He logged 15 dives down under and I completed my 50th Aussie dive!
While backing up photos I glanced through maybe 1% of the 8,000+ photos I have from my 5 short months in Australia. If 8K photos wasn’t enough of an indication, it was a truly whirlwind chapter in my life. I was given a wonderful job opportunity that let me galavant around with the koala and kangaroos, dive my ass off and do a little bit of work on the side. Who knew working with fruit flies could bring you half way around the world and into another hemisphere?? I will forever cherish my time in Brisbane.
"The ocean is everything I want to be. Beautiful, mysterious, wild and free"
Here was my first response:
A new Pure Barre studio opened up 0.2 miles from my house and having heard rave reviews of this new-ish fitness class I decided I should try it out. I snagged a 10-class deal on Gilt City and jumped in.
My first class was 6am on Friday which, if you know me, 6am and Julie doing anything other than sleeping is unheard of. Thankfully, I was meeting up with my run buddy Courtney (the one who convinced me to sign up) so I couldn’t back out.
I didn’t really know what exactly was involved in the class, I went in totally blind - not alway a bad thing. It started out a bit more upbeat than I expected, I was kind of thinking slow and steady like yoga. The movements seemed simple but were actually quite challenging. When I was going to PT for my lower back, I had to constantly focus on rotating my hip back - more in-line with my spine. I guess my default is a curved lower back and hips forward which isn’t the best for my spine. Focusing on keeping my shoulders up and hips in line and just holding my leg back and at an angle was strangely challenging! I kept thinking, I just ran a marathon, why is this so hard? It focuses a lot on body position and simple movements and is a serious butt kicking.
I will be back for the 9 classes and likely more, have some serious core strengthening that needs to done!! I also strangely enjoyed the bright and early start to the day and aside from being a bit more hungry than usual I had plenty of energy to make it through the whole day without dragging.
Overall, it was a fun class and great cross-training!
Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure
"I’m happiest when floating in the sea"