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Tuesday, July 30, 2019

A Whirlwind Summer

I just looked at my blog and realized that the last time I posted was almost five months ago. SO much has happened since then! If you follow me on Instagram, and in particular pay attention to my stories, then you already know, but we have moved from Southwest Indiana to the Lansing, Michigan area! As of last Friday, we are officially Michiganders. 


Alan accepted a new job with the Michigan State Historic Preservation Office and we sold our house in Evansville and found and bought a house in Michigan, all within the span of a little over a month. It has been a crazy crazy summer for sure. While the kids are sad to leave their school and friends in Indiana (as am I), they are loving the fact that they get an extra 2.5 weeks of summer because of when school starts up here. 


Even though we have been crazy busy selling our house, moving and now unpacking, we have been able to do a few things. This all happened so quickly that I had signed the kids up for several camps and they did dance camp, basketball camp, spy camp, arts and music camp and Cub Scout camp. We went to the Children's Museum of Evansville, farmer's market, library, pool, zoo...I'm sure I'm forgetting some things. We also made sure we had plenty of time to hang out with friends that we won't see for awhile. 


I know a lot of schools start back next week, including Evansville, so for some summer is over. I hope it's been a good one!

Monday, April 8, 2019

Sidelined

I have three races coming up starting in two weeks. The River City Ten Miler, Kentucky Derby Festival Mini Marathon and the Peace, Run and Harmony Half Marathon. I have been so excited and pumped for these races for months. I have been determined to crush my current half marathon PR of 3:01:09 and FINALLY get under three hours. In January I started going to BodyPump at the Y. something I have wanted to do for ages but was too afraid to do because I didn't want to be the fattest person in the class. I wound up absolutely loving it and made it a part of my weekly routine. I even had Alan in on it. He was planning on running the Derby Mini with me. 


Then this past Wednesday I woke up feeling a little stuffy, thinking I was getting Cameron's cold. By Wednesday evening I had realized that it wasn't a cold, it was the flu. I was feeling really run down, had a fever, chills, body aches, all the symptoms. But in the middle of the night I woke up completely drenched in sweat and screaming because of this stabbing pain in my shoulder and side. It was so bad that I was debating whether or not to tell Alan to take me to the ER. I eventually figured out that if I slept sitting up the pain turned into a dull ache so that's what I did. Thursday I still felt the same and that crazy pain was just a dull ache so I tried to rest as much as I could even though I did have a few obligations that I couldn't reschedule. 

By Friday I was feeling far far worse. I couldn't take a deep breath and everything, even talking meant I couldn't breathe. I was going back and forth on going to Urgent Care when Alan got off work because part of me was like maybe I just have a really bad case of the flu and I have to deal with it and part of me was like no, this is something else because I have never been this sick in my life. I'm glad that I listened to my gut and went in because I have "quite the case" of pneumonia. The doctor told me that if I had tried to wait it out I would've been in the ER over the weekend, it was that bad.

Unfortunately this means that all three races are out, and my dreams of crushing my PR right now are out too. Unless you're a runner, you probably won't understand, but I'm more mad about the races than I am about being sick. I know that there are always other races but to work so hard and be this close only to have it taken away just really really sucks. Someone told me that I could probably do one of the races since it's four weeks away. Um, I can't go up or down the stairs without having to take a break right now because any sort of exertion takes my breath away. I spent all weekend in bed or on the couch because that's all I could do. Even if I am feeling back to normal by then, I'm not going to risk it because I don't want this ever again. Unless you've had pneumonia before, you don't get it. 

A friend of mine who had pneumonia last year told me that it took her months before she felt back to normal and could do stairs or any sort of hills and even now she says she's not where she was before she came down with it. My hope is that this time next year that's not me. 

Saturday, March 30, 2019

Mystery Race 2019

Long time, no see! I haven't checked in and posted in months, since NYE 2018, in fact. Sorry about that, I just haven't really had a whole lot to say. My life basically consists of running, going to the local YMCA for BodyPump or Athletic Stretch and playing taxi driver to the kids for all their various activities. Pretty boring stuff day to day. I've been posting on Insta Stories a lot so feel free to follow me there. 

However, I am training for half marathons #6 and #7 this spring and I even convinced Alan to run one of them with me. When I started running long distances again last spring when Cameron was still an infant, I did it on my own, but I've been making it to running group on Saturday mornings because I am determined to PR my half time and finally finish in under three hours. I know most people do that already, but when you're slow, it's a big deal. 

Last weekend, I ran the Mystery Race here in Evansville. It's a new race this year where you choose either the short or the long distance and you don't know how long it is until you finish. Depending on your distance, it could be anywhere from 4-11k, or roughly 2.5-7 miles. I originally signed up for the long distance because I was planning on using it as a training run. 


But the morning of I felt off and wasn't entire sure I would make it since the only bathrooms were at the start and finish. So I made the decision to run the short distance and just go all out to see what I could do. I turned off the run/walk alarm and just ran.

Well, I sure surprised myself! I've been running around the 13 minute mile range doing intervals, which will hopefully ensure relatively even splits to get me my PR at the end of April. Well, Mile 1 was 11:29, Mile 2 was 11:31 and Mile 2.4 was 11:02. I honestly didn't think I could sustain 11 minute miles for very long but I guess I was wrong. 

A former blogger turned Instagrammer I follow posted once that it's gonna hurt to get you where you want to go and I just kept telling myself that the entire time. I was definitely feeling it but I'm also so so proud of myself for really pushing. I haven't done intervals since and have been pleasantly surprised at my times over the last week. I'm running nine miles with my group tomorrow so I think I'm gonna just see what happens. One thing I do know though is that I will crush that PR at the end of the month!


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