So I am tired... tired of no succeeding with putting the important things into my daily life, and letting the little things take control. So this month will mark the first month of trying to reprioritize my life. The items that I want to take presedent in my life are : 1 - My Savior 2 - My Family 3 - My Studies 4 - Myself and lastly Work. So far this year the order was Work, Family, Savior, Studies, Myself... leaving me feeling totally spent and not successful in improving my health or my running. So I am tired.
How do I plan on changing this? Well it starts with running in the morning, before I go to work. My goal is that on a daily basis, I get 2 miles in, M-F. On Thursday night I still plan on getting in a 3 mile lake front run. And on Saturday start early working on a 6 mile out and back, hilly route. This is my goal. Each day this would provide me with at least 30 minutes of self reflection time. Then I plan on utilizing my train ride for study time, to improve in my knowledge of our Lord, and to re-affirm my knowledge with engineering so that I can finally get my licencing. At night when I come home, I can dedicate this time to be with the family, reading more to my children, and helping my husband with the chores around this house. (Another area in which I wish I had more time) Then the rest of the day is spent at work.
I will keep you updated to my progress with this goal... any encouragement would be beneficial...
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Saturday, April 25, 2009
Just roll with it
This seems to be the phrase that most often describes a somewhat difficult situation or experience. I heard this phrase several times over the course of this weekend, so much that, I now am somewhat irritated by the casualty of the comment. Why, when something bothers someone, should they just "roll with it?" Seems like another excuse to file your problems away, to later rediscover them in privacy with their therapist. If you ask me, I think that this world is in a worst place because they "hid" the things that bother them. We hear all the time about the troubles of the world, who had aggression and who acted out because of it. Lives are being lost and families are being broken because these "rolling moments" have become too bottled up and pressure cooked in a sense to the point of a boiling over, and then the innocent people, or those who originally caused the difficult situation, are the victims of the boil over.
So why, do people keep insisting to others that they should "roll with it". Nay Nay I say, people should rather speak out their feelings, and express what might have been the problem and work it through in that moment. Yes it will be hard, due to the emotions of the state of those that were hurt, and yes to those who simply cannot deal with it. But considering the resultant, it would be better to face it and move on.
Something similar to the initial behavior that men exhibit, fight and get it over with and then move on. Women on the other hand we don't mimic the same tendencies, we bury it deep within our psyche and never, repeat NEVER, let it go. So much for the expression "just roll with it". We have so much to learn and so much progress to make to correct our progress down this slippery slope.
More to come...
So why, do people keep insisting to others that they should "roll with it". Nay Nay I say, people should rather speak out their feelings, and express what might have been the problem and work it through in that moment. Yes it will be hard, due to the emotions of the state of those that were hurt, and yes to those who simply cannot deal with it. But considering the resultant, it would be better to face it and move on.
Something similar to the initial behavior that men exhibit, fight and get it over with and then move on. Women on the other hand we don't mimic the same tendencies, we bury it deep within our psyche and never, repeat NEVER, let it go. So much for the expression "just roll with it". We have so much to learn and so much progress to make to correct our progress down this slippery slope.
More to come...
Monday, April 13, 2009
Where does it all go? - A recap on recent events
Wow so it have been a little over a month since my last post and so much has happened. I cannot believe that it is already April 14th. Which poses my question: Where does it all go? So what has happened.... Hold on to your seats cause it is going to be a bumpy ride...
Some things have happened that I haven't been completely open and honest about. My grandmother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer that had metastasized throughout the abdomen. She was a strong woman who took things as they come, and accepted the fate of a close end with acceptance and strength. Over the course of three weeks my family and I visited her several times, and we were able to spend a good time with her on her last full day. During her last week, my father was here, and he took very good care of her. He was there for every little thing that she needed, and he did it with great earnest. What an example that I have in my life. She died, on Saturday March 28th, the day before the Shamrock Shuffle. True to her wishes she was cremated and the memorial service will be on April 24th, the eve before Dark Lord Day (for the beer connoisseur out there!)
So last time we met, I was in the beginning of my training for the Shamrock Shuffle - one of the only 8 k's in the US, and let me tell you, it was quite an experience. (For those who want a by-standers perspective, go to www.gumbytig.blogspot.com) For one it was a crappy day... 30 degrees, three inches of snow and add about 2 inches of standing water, it made for a quite unpleasant way to start the race. We arrived via the CTA (hey who could pass on free parking!) and changed in the basement of my office building due to a lack of public restrooms in a large transit building.. (I think that some of the people in Springfield should hear about it). My first mistake was changing into my running shoes before trudging across 6 blocks to the gear check facility, and then over to the parking garage where my friend parked her car, and then back to the starting corrals, where we forced our way into our corral, minutes after they closed them and told everyone who was not in their assigned corrals to move to the open corral... I was soaken wet well before the race started.... They were totally unprepared for the weather conditions. Running in those conditions was an experience.... and did have an impact on my pace... which hind sight being useful, I didn't hurt myself. I set out to run my race, and finished in 1'17", finishing 6 minutes behind my test run effort on a day where the weather conditions were more favorable. Considering everything, it is a race that I would like to do again, hopefully on a better day. The lessons that I learned: Always bring your own toilet paper, spare change of dry clothes, and race photos are always horrible.
My dear sweet husband has now taken the necessary steps to start a dream that he has always had, Home Brewing. By the time you read this, his fourth brew will be bubbling happily as the little yeasties eat all of the available sugar in the wort. Unfortunately, he has been struggling with achieving his projected specific gravity for these beers, which will have an end result of a low alcohol level by volume. So far I have tried his first two brews, an Scotch Ale, and the IPA. His other two beers were an all Wheat Beer, and a Russian Imperial Stout. The latter was his most recent brew, and is burping very well now... with very little of a head, we shall see as times goes on.
My sister was just in town, and it was a nice opportunity to spend time with more members of my family, so we joined my aunts and uncles at my Grandfather's house for dinner on Saturday. My cold/allergy attach continued to haunt me as the time progressed, and has caused me to take today off of work. It was good to spend time with my sister, even though she was more depressed when she left then when she arrived. It is hard to make arrangements to visit someone and to know that there were only two people who didn't see her, and they were my sisters, that was very hard for her to take. I hope that she remains strong, and know that if she had come to see her, in the end she didn't resemble the woman who we all grew up and loved. I pray that the memory of her will last longer then the sorrow on not seeing her moments before she died.
See I told you that it was going to be a bumpy ride. Which brings us full circle to my leading question: Where does it all go?
Some things have happened that I haven't been completely open and honest about. My grandmother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer that had metastasized throughout the abdomen. She was a strong woman who took things as they come, and accepted the fate of a close end with acceptance and strength. Over the course of three weeks my family and I visited her several times, and we were able to spend a good time with her on her last full day. During her last week, my father was here, and he took very good care of her. He was there for every little thing that she needed, and he did it with great earnest. What an example that I have in my life. She died, on Saturday March 28th, the day before the Shamrock Shuffle. True to her wishes she was cremated and the memorial service will be on April 24th, the eve before Dark Lord Day (for the beer connoisseur out there!)
So last time we met, I was in the beginning of my training for the Shamrock Shuffle - one of the only 8 k's in the US, and let me tell you, it was quite an experience. (For those who want a by-standers perspective, go to www.gumbytig.blogspot.com) For one it was a crappy day... 30 degrees, three inches of snow and add about 2 inches of standing water, it made for a quite unpleasant way to start the race. We arrived via the CTA (hey who could pass on free parking!) and changed in the basement of my office building due to a lack of public restrooms in a large transit building.. (I think that some of the people in Springfield should hear about it). My first mistake was changing into my running shoes before trudging across 6 blocks to the gear check facility, and then over to the parking garage where my friend parked her car, and then back to the starting corrals, where we forced our way into our corral, minutes after they closed them and told everyone who was not in their assigned corrals to move to the open corral... I was soaken wet well before the race started.... They were totally unprepared for the weather conditions. Running in those conditions was an experience.... and did have an impact on my pace... which hind sight being useful, I didn't hurt myself. I set out to run my race, and finished in 1'17", finishing 6 minutes behind my test run effort on a day where the weather conditions were more favorable. Considering everything, it is a race that I would like to do again, hopefully on a better day. The lessons that I learned: Always bring your own toilet paper, spare change of dry clothes, and race photos are always horrible.
My dear sweet husband has now taken the necessary steps to start a dream that he has always had, Home Brewing. By the time you read this, his fourth brew will be bubbling happily as the little yeasties eat all of the available sugar in the wort. Unfortunately, he has been struggling with achieving his projected specific gravity for these beers, which will have an end result of a low alcohol level by volume. So far I have tried his first two brews, an Scotch Ale, and the IPA. His other two beers were an all Wheat Beer, and a Russian Imperial Stout. The latter was his most recent brew, and is burping very well now... with very little of a head, we shall see as times goes on.
My sister was just in town, and it was a nice opportunity to spend time with more members of my family, so we joined my aunts and uncles at my Grandfather's house for dinner on Saturday. My cold/allergy attach continued to haunt me as the time progressed, and has caused me to take today off of work. It was good to spend time with my sister, even though she was more depressed when she left then when she arrived. It is hard to make arrangements to visit someone and to know that there were only two people who didn't see her, and they were my sisters, that was very hard for her to take. I hope that she remains strong, and know that if she had come to see her, in the end she didn't resemble the woman who we all grew up and loved. I pray that the memory of her will last longer then the sorrow on not seeing her moments before she died.
See I told you that it was going to be a bumpy ride. Which brings us full circle to my leading question: Where does it all go?
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Splurges......are.......fun!
I seldem splurge on items for myself....in fact, I tend not to get anything at all...except for if you count holidays and birthdays.... :-) So for my birthday, I splurged... I purchased an iPod Nano and also picked up the nike+ adaptor.... must I say, I think that this is by far one of the best training tools available for those who cannot afford a personal running trainer. I was very impressed.
During last night's run, I used the iPod and the nike+ sensor for a 2.5 mile run, and it was very easy to set up... and use... in fact it was re-assuring to hear her voice come through over the music, telling me how far I had come, how fast I was going and when I was nearing the end of the run....
Which, I have now learned, that 400 meters is an awful long distance to try and run full out...which of cource I tried to do last night... so imagine, there is me, running at a 9 min. mile pace, thinking in my ignorance that the voice would be informing me that I finished the 400 meters....however, after what seemed like two minutes, she calmly states, 300 meters left to go..... CRAP... there is no way I can keep up this pace for another 300 meters! I quickly decreased the speed, and finished winded and very slow.... I will remember next time to sprint only on the last 100 meters, not the last 400 meters....
Progess is daily, one small step at a time....
8 weeks left to go!
During last night's run, I used the iPod and the nike+ sensor for a 2.5 mile run, and it was very easy to set up... and use... in fact it was re-assuring to hear her voice come through over the music, telling me how far I had come, how fast I was going and when I was nearing the end of the run....
Which, I have now learned, that 400 meters is an awful long distance to try and run full out...which of cource I tried to do last night... so imagine, there is me, running at a 9 min. mile pace, thinking in my ignorance that the voice would be informing me that I finished the 400 meters....however, after what seemed like two minutes, she calmly states, 300 meters left to go..... CRAP... there is no way I can keep up this pace for another 300 meters! I quickly decreased the speed, and finished winded and very slow.... I will remember next time to sprint only on the last 100 meters, not the last 400 meters....
Progess is daily, one small step at a time....
8 weeks left to go!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Pressure
According to scientists we encounter the weight or pressure of a boiling ball on ever square inch of our bodies...and, when healthy, our internal pressure is enough to keep the system at an equallibrium. However I theorize that when you are sick, and suffering severe nasal pressure it feels as if the pressure internally succombs to burden and the multiple small bones in your head are forced to bear that pressure, hense headaches....horrible headaches that are centered around a person's nose. (and now mine)
Aphrine nasal spray is some serious stuff...after just one use, I can breathe free and clear again....but the pressure still remains... residual? is my body stressed over the constant strain of trying to keep it all together, and this headache is mearly a "phantom"?.
I digress....
Last night while in the midst of this sickness (call it what you want, FLU, cold...strangest thing is that the dog also got sick), I went to the Y and ran for an hour... more like a strange shuffle between a fact awkward walk and a moderately paced jog...my goal...that in 10 weeks time, I can run the entire 5 miles continually in less then an hour...so yesterday, I ran just under 4 in an hour... while on the machine next to me, is my dear sweet hubbie, who's legs are a good 6-12 inches longer, as he gracefully runs/walks for 30 minutes and does just over 2.6 miles... have I mentioned how I really hate him...sure he ran track and cross country when he was in school, and his muscle memory remembers the times when he ran a 6 min mile.... still.... however I will say this, it would be a great time had by all if he would run with us..not WITH us, but in the same race, and we can all talk about our experiences over some good beer and food.... something to share,....silly? probably so....
But I feel the pressure...10 weeks....12 min miles... 10 weeks...
Aphrine nasal spray is some serious stuff...after just one use, I can breathe free and clear again....but the pressure still remains... residual? is my body stressed over the constant strain of trying to keep it all together, and this headache is mearly a "phantom"?.
I digress....
Last night while in the midst of this sickness (call it what you want, FLU, cold...strangest thing is that the dog also got sick), I went to the Y and ran for an hour... more like a strange shuffle between a fact awkward walk and a moderately paced jog...my goal...that in 10 weeks time, I can run the entire 5 miles continually in less then an hour...so yesterday, I ran just under 4 in an hour... while on the machine next to me, is my dear sweet hubbie, who's legs are a good 6-12 inches longer, as he gracefully runs/walks for 30 minutes and does just over 2.6 miles... have I mentioned how I really hate him...sure he ran track and cross country when he was in school, and his muscle memory remembers the times when he ran a 6 min mile.... still.... however I will say this, it would be a great time had by all if he would run with us..not WITH us, but in the same race, and we can all talk about our experiences over some good beer and food.... something to share,....silly? probably so....
But I feel the pressure...10 weeks....12 min miles... 10 weeks...
Friday, January 23, 2009
Bring on the Challenges!
The remainder of this week has been full of its fair share of challenges... On Tuesday the challenge was to keep from getting sick during the many meetings that I had.... need not mention that I do not like getting sick in public bathrooms... After a much needed 12 hours of sleep, Wednesday was the challenge of staying on the treadmill for an hour... during that hour my mind wandered to try and keep me distracted enough to not notice the hill interval inclines that the machine was running through.... Thursday's challenge started in the afternoon and continued onto Friday, where it was fully reveiled to me as a personal interaction challenge...I have to figure out a way to either communicate better or be understood on a basic level...so this last challenge has left me with many possibilities for improvement, and I don't doubt that on my long run tomorrow, my brain will once again stray from the task of keeping my small sense of rhythm smooth, and will ponder the intricacies of this present challenge.
How do you conquer everyday challenges?
How do you conquer everyday challenges?
Monday, January 19, 2009
Fly on the wall
Have you sat in the corner and watched everyone else? That is exactly what I tried to do today. I noticed the interesting behaviors of those individuals that make it their daily practice to take the train to Chicago every day. I found many aspects of it humerous and also tragic. There are those individuals that strive to be the first in on the train... (ever seen adults push and shove like children when bad weather is present?) ... those individuals that cannot sit next to another person, much less someone of the same sex... there are those individuals that will humbly submit to those afore mentioned people... (There are many more that have yet been mentioned)
I suspect that we all have varing traits or degrees of these characteristics. Which poses the question, is there a more qualifying trait that you noticed today?
I suspect that we all have varing traits or degrees of these characteristics. Which poses the question, is there a more qualifying trait that you noticed today?
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Knowledge is...
at times a little scary... Point being, I have knowledge that the 8K race I signed up for is only 10 weeks away. I have knowledge that the last two nights running on the Treadmill was painful, and I also have knowledge that I took off the last month from my daily strides and it is hard to get back into it.
But I feel that knowledge is more than simply knowing about something, I believe that it also has to incorporate feelings, emotions, and thoughts. I believe that our bodies are such wonderful things that the brain can perceive things long before we put a conscious thought to it, and therefor it commits these things to our brains as Knowledge. Is there a way to overpower that basic instinct of instant stimuli commitments? Because I feel like if I can, then I wouldn't mind the small minor pains of getting back into the swing of running, nor would I mind that I have only 10 weeks left to train.
What are your thoughts?
But I feel that knowledge is more than simply knowing about something, I believe that it also has to incorporate feelings, emotions, and thoughts. I believe that our bodies are such wonderful things that the brain can perceive things long before we put a conscious thought to it, and therefor it commits these things to our brains as Knowledge. Is there a way to overpower that basic instinct of instant stimuli commitments? Because I feel like if I can, then I wouldn't mind the small minor pains of getting back into the swing of running, nor would I mind that I have only 10 weeks left to train.
What are your thoughts?
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