“Rest” Day

DSC01358Sometimes I suck at rest day. For example, today for rest day I hiked 2.5 miles and ran 1 mile, but I did it with leisurely thoughts in mind.

DSC01391We hiked out to Pool of the Winds out near Hamilton Mountain. I keep meaning to hike Hamilton Mountain.

DSC01366We brought The Outlaw Josey Wales with us in his new adventure gear. He loves the woods and water as always. We did go a bit off trail adventuring below the falls.  Last time I hiked this trail, the water was too high to climb about on the rocks but today the water was low so we had some fun.
DSC01350Then the little bear and I went on a 1 mile run to start training for the Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving day. The joys of running with a 6 year old is that at mile .64 he made a request if we could just stop for a minute and do the hokey pokey. Can’t say no to that request! So we did the hokey pokey on the trail. It was pretty legit!

The Long Run

969153_961047142188_397370688_nThis is me. Super stoked after running my first half marathon. My goal of that marathon was just to finish. I ended up running it in 2:31, which I never thought would be possible and ended up discouraging me in future races. I thought, well that’s it. That’s my PR. I’m not a fast runner, I’ll never beat that. So I went into every half marathon after that expecting that I would never make it past that.

And to be honest, I was pissed. I was pissed off that I ran with someone who pushed me too hard during that race and that I didn’t do the pace I wanted. I wanted to build up my running. I just wanted to finish that race. Then I wanted to set future goals. The next half marathon I ran was in the dead heat of summer on July 4. I am not good at running in the heat so my time on that was pretty terrible. Then after that I did three more half marathons, but I kind of gave up running and walked a good portion of those. I wasn’t interested in pushing myself because beating 2:31 didn’t seem like an option.

But now I obviously understand that being pissed off at my running partner was not at all the appropriate response. I should have been pissed off at myself for giving up, for thinking I couldn’t be faster, and for obviously not wanting to put in the work to get there.

Why am I thinking about this today? Because yesterday I legitimately had the best run of my life. It was fun. It felt good. It felt easy even though it wasn’t easy.  And it was all on a treadmill where I don’t traditionally shine as a runner.

I’m not disillusioned. I know that every run won’t be like that. I know that there are still a lot of shitty runs in the future.  But I also know that there are a lot of good runs in the future.

I’m not going to let that 2:31 loom over my head anymore as discouragement from trying.



Last night Eric and I went out on the town (aka Portland) to celebrate the wrapping up of my Dallas project. And by celebrate I mean eat a lot of things and go see some folk music. I’m currently on the not drinking a lot band wagon so my usual beer consumption was replaced by tacos and ice cream.

But it was an overindulging kind of day. I started off the day by needing to go buy some new black heels for work because the heels I’ve been wearing I’ve had for about 3.5 years and I wear them every day and I have repaired them numerous times. They’re looking ratting, it’s time for a change. So, I intended to buy one pair of shoes. Instead I bought heels and adorable olive drab boots with heels (which I wore and felt like a giant in and I was like oh I get why tall girls can be bitches. I really let that power of a 3-4 extra inches of height go to my head) and 4 new pairs of leggings and a new crop top. All things that I really do not need, but hey, sometimes when you’re like I have worked out so much this week and I’m feeling good, you gotta treat yourself. Right? Sure. That’s how I’ll justify it.

I did get a good 3 mile trail run in though. That was in the afternoon and I overindulged in listening to too much Kesha on that run. Guilty pleasure music!

Then I made the mistake of being like oh, I’ll just wait to eat until we go to dinner, which was a few hours after that run. I was very very hungry leaning towards hangry at that point. So we went to Cruz Room on Alberta and they have AMAZING tacos! So I meant to get two tacos and a salad and no beer, but instead I got a beer and three tacos.

But then we had a conundrum as we’re both trying not to drink much and one of us has to stay sober because we moved too far out of the city for cabs and that conundrum is what do you do in Portland if you’re not drinking? Basically the whole nightlife of that town centers around alcohol consumption, as it does in most towns, not just hating on Portland (we’ll get to that later). So, the obvious answer if you’re on Alberta St is go to Salt ‘n Straw and get some ice cream.

Obviously since I was feeling over confident in my results from working out and because I was still hungry from earlier, I was like let’s do this bitch! Something to know about Portland if you haven’t been here yet is that people stand in a lot of lines and regardless of how long they’ve stood in that line, when it’s there turn they completely forget that others are standing in line and perhaps it would be polite not to doddle and not try every fucking flavor of ice cream. Live a little, take a chance, and just order some ice cream you haven’t tried! I promise you, it’s ice cream, it can’t be bad (but I’m not a picky eater so there’s that). When it was finally my turn, the girl was like want some samples and I was like no, I got this. I’m throwing mother fucking caution to the wind! And wouldn’t you know, that I got the ice cream with pop rocks in it and it was an amazing surprise party in my mouth. See how that worked out everyone?

Next up was going to Mississippi Studios to see Korey Quinn and Charlie Parr. I really like Korey’s music as I’ve seen him a few times. This time David Lipkind joined him on harmonica and he is the most amazing harmonica player I have ever witnessed! I will make it a point to go see him some more. It was really impressive. I was like how is a harmonica even making that sound?

I always dig Korey’s music. It pays homage to a style of country roots that I really enjoy. I also really dig his voice and how he has a level of raw grit that I really love in a vocal style.

Charlie Parr I did not connect with, which I find weird. I liked his style of playing a lot and his voice, but I didn’t find his lyrical content to be compelling. However, I will go see him again if I get the opportunity. I’d really love to see him outside of Portland. I’m annoyingly sensitive to the vibe of the crowd I’m in and I know that a hipster crowd at the Mississippi has a disingenuous feel to it and that may have really had an impact on if I could connect with his music. I know, I’m weird and annoying and all my friends who I go to shows with would so totally eye roll at that take on Charlie, but they also weren’t there so maybe they should have been to help make that crowd a bit more real.

And then we hopped by the The Know to catch the last punk band that was playing that night… We get around.

crazy crazy ideas


crazy idea.

starting in December, I think I’m going to run a half marathon every month until the next December.

this is what happens when I give up Facebook.

check out the upcoming races page for my thoughts on which races.

Goodbye Dallas

It’s my last week in Dallas. I’m not sad about that. Texas is not my cup of tea. I really tried at some points to make it an enjoyable 6 months here, but it’s been a struggle and the lack of easy access to being outside has been very trying on my psyche.  But I’m trying to stay positive as things are wrapping up. Next up is southern california. I will say that I’m not sad to do my weekly long runs along the sunny ocean rather than in the rainy pacific northwest.  However, I do have to be realistic in that it will likely be cold and rainy on race day and I’ll need to be mentally able to push through that.

In other news, I am still missing being nosey and seeing what everyone is doing on Facebook. I will admit to 5 minutes of weakness today in which I got super lonely being in Dallas and reactivated it for a few minutes and scrolled through super quick and then deactivated it again. I am weak, but I shall persevere.

I have a lot more time now that I’m not constantly face booking. I’m using it to shop for funny/punny running shirts. I will likely be getting one that states “will run for beer.”

I will likely being seeing a sloth in real life for the first time this week. I really hope it actually happens. I’m super stoked and I plan to selfie with it. Don’t worry that selfie with be here. I’m also questioning if a sloth should be incorporated into my animal totem leg tattoo due to my love of them, but I’m thinking I’ll do a separate sloth tattoo and stick with the bear, wolf, and jackalope for my totem. Decisions, decisions.

Half Marathon Training Again

I’m back at the half marathon training. Someday I’ll just keep running instead of stopping and starting again. I believe it’ll make life much easier when I decide to inevitably do another half marathon. However, some of the past training I have done has stuck with me. The first time I decided to take up running, I never thought I’d be able to run that 5k and then I did. This time I’m starting my training at 3 miles and it doesn’t seem so bad.

Of course this time I have my training buddy, Josey. He’s not quite ready for running more than a few miles at a time, but we’ll work up to it. He has a lot more stamina for running when we’re on trail in the woods.  The woods are his jam. However, there are some abrupt moments when he sees a squirrel or a bird and turns on a dime and takes off in a different direction. We’re still learning to run with each other.


This half marathon is in December, a couple of days before my birthday.  I’ve done the 5k portion of this half marathon before. It’s not really the most beautiful area of Portland, but it’s fun because it’s holiday themed. The first year I ran it, we had just moved from Wisconsin and it was rainy and “cold.” I ran it in a tank top while others ran it in a parka. This year, I think I’d be in the parka or at least something more than a tank top. I have acclimated to the PNW and have spent a good portion of the last 6 months in Dallas and am about to spend a good portion of time in Southern California. I am not a truly cold weather girl at this point anymore.

In other news, I am still not on Facebook and I’m still constantly wondering what everyone else is doing. I have been like what if I just log on for a minute? Just to get a taste. But so far I have held fairly strong. I had to reactive for a few minutes earlier this week to see if I could disassociate my Facebook account from my Spotify account. But then I deactivated again.  I have really increased my productivity at home and gotten a lot of stuff done without the time suck of Facebook. I think it’s going to be a positive change for sure, but I’m still suffering from the addiction.

Time to get in some miles. Run on.