Everyone loves a comeback story.
What a difference a year makes. Imagine all the possibilities and all the experiences that can occur within 365 days. I guess even more considering we just had a leap day. This past year was a personal challenge for me, and while we all face challenges on a daily (sometimes even hourly) basis, it was a year that really tested my values and my passions. I spent much of this past calendar year working two positions at work, and although I am not in a position to complain about financial stability, the gift of employment, and colleagues who helped keep me sane, it was a real struggle. I am a perfectionist, sometimes to a fault, so not being able to give 100% to either job upset my equilibrium, and ultimately forced me to realize that I had to prioritize. Unfortunately that meant giving up something I love – writing. My blogosphere wasn’t the only thing to be left by the wayside, but at that time it wasn’t adding to my life. Rather, it became a burden, an additional obligation, and that’s never what this platform was meant to be for me. I knew it wouldn’t be a permanent change, yet I had to reach a point where I had the time to dedicate and the satisfaction of writing and sharing my thoughts and experiences. Long story short, I think I am back.
Many things have changed over the last eight months since my abrupt absence. I am no longer working two jobs (HOORAY!!!), the hubs and I travelled to Napa, Maui, Las Vegas, Vail, and Naples, Florida, we kept on running (my love of running returned full-force this past summer), I completed 16 races in 2015, and this past weekend I completed my 10th half marathon with That Dam Run Half Marathon (and had my best official time of 2:09:18!!). I am finally sub 10-minute miles on a regular basis, and running has never felt so good. The summer was a whirlwind of visitors, yoga, sunshine and celebrating engagements and weddings. Fall settled in
nicely, and the winter so far has been beautiful and mild. I’ve been baking like crazy (shocker), and have taken up photography (still a lot to learn but I am loving it so far). The biggest news, I think, is that I officially signed up for my first ever MARATHON! There, I said it, the “M” word.
It’s been three years since I began my running journey, and I don’t know if I ever thought to myself when I started, “Hey there self, let’s start running so we can eventually run a marathon.” But what motivated runner doesn’t at least once consider the possibility? After two of my running inspirations (including my best friend Ms. BakeNBurn) ran the Marine Corps Marathon this past October, I knew it was only a matter of time before I succumbed. During the month of December I simply couldn’t stop thinking about it, and finally, by mid-January, I committed. I will be running the Colfax Marathon, Denver’s (currently) only marathon, on May 15th!
So now comes the fun part, the training plan. My initial plan was a bit, well, ambitious. After consulting my experienced friends and reading as much as I could find, I am settled halfway into my 18 week training plan. My typical week consists of three runs during the week (usually between 3 and 4 miles), three yoga sculpt classes for cross training and leg work, one Zumba class for funsies, and a long weekend run. I have incorporated a number of races throughout this time to keep me on track and in race day mode. At this point I have run 15 miles, with 16 planned for this upcoming weekend. Below are my weekly totals for the first eight weeks of my training plan:
|Date (Monday)||Week||Total Miles|
Over the past few years I have connected with some amazing people through the blog, Instagram, Facebook, etc. and have been lucky enough to not only meet them, but also train with them. I am constantly amazed with the connections you can make and how those connections are made. Thankfully there are so many people with a world of experiences, suggestions, and incredible stories to help me along this journey. My biggest supporter, however, has been my husband. He didn’t even hesitate when I told him I wanted to sign up. He simply looked at me and said, “Well then, sign me up too.”
So here’s my hope, for myself and for this blog: to keep writing, to chronicle these experiences, to take whatever inspiration I can find, and to keep this party going. Who’s with me?