But you should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living

Tim suggested we bail on yoga last night, and I couldn’t have been happier to agree. I don’t know what exactly happened, but I went from “I don’t love yoga, but I appreciate what it does for my mind and my body” to “I hate yoga and don’t want to ever go back.” (This excludes aerial yoga.)

I think sometimes you have to let go. There are millions of things that are “good” for you, but if you don’t enjoy them, and don’t have to do them, why do you? It’s funny, whenever someone tells me they run, but they hate it… I ask them why. Why would you do something you hate? There are so many ways to exercise. Why do you torture yourself with running? So, maybe someday, I will rekindle my yoga sessions. I still have classes on my group on, but they were very inexpensive, so I don’t feel that guilty. I don’t know what my problem is, I just have been dreading it the past few times.
Something I don’t dread? Morning runs. Sure, I groan a little when the alarm goes off, but snooze isn’t an option.
A real feel of 39 this morning felt amazing. No gloves, no hats, no pants. I was a happy camper as I settled into some easy miles. As an added bonus, I now have light when I finish my runs! It’s so nice. April, please be kind to us.
Alright, Tuesday, let’s do this.


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As they take eye for an eye until no one can see


This picture sums up the race on Sunday. I love this picture so much, and am totally ignoring all the negative thoughts I have about myself while looking at it, because, shit, I look HAPPY.

My friend Amanda and I decided to run the ten miler together, and I don’t think we ever stopped smiling or enjoying ourselves. We finished the ten miles in 1:12.44. Truthfully, I wanted to finish around 1:13, and Amanda pushed me during the last quarter mile to pick it up and go under.  It was a blustery morning, and we did have to battle a headwind for a few miles. Some guy drafted off of us the entire time we had the headwind. It was so rude. Other than that, it was a great, great morning.

The miles ticked by, and I honestly had a good time just chatting with Amanda. It is so nice to have company! I am so grateful she ran with me… I know she could have easily kicked my butt.




We also won some sweet mugs!

My five miles before the race went fine, my five after were a little slow, but I was so happy to be done my first 20 miler. And once again, so grateful to Amanda for being my running buddy. The race FLEW by.


Thanks PL for this super flattering shot. Right.

The rest of the weekend was blissfully quiet.

Friday consisted of three (!) episodes of Parks and Rec, along with some homemade dinner and drinks. It was perfect and cheap!

Saturday, I woke up to SNOW. I really dilly dallied before going out to run. It was cold (real feel was 17), windy and flurrying. I finally got my butt out the door, and the headwind was pretty terrible, but the tailwind was AWESOME.

After a bunch of errands, Tim and I picked up gluten-free pizza and cider for dinner. We watched more Parks and Rec, then I crawled into bed, where I had a bunch of dreams about the race. After the race on Sunday, and A LOT of food, I got caught up on some work things, and we did some food prep for the week. Just the typical Sunday afternoon, but no complaints here.

It was a really good weekend, thanks to Sunday’s race. I feel surprisingly great about everything for the time being.


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Red blooded, white skinned oh and the blues.

Happy Friday!

I had book club last night to discuss Her by Harriet Lane (Not worth it, in my opinion), and one of our members brought us peanut butter eggs. One question… why do they have instant mashed potatoes in them?


I am so happy that we have no real plans this weekend, sans a small race sandwiched in a 20 miler. This was the race last year in which I knew something was very, very wrong. Even with terrible weather (hail, wind, sleet), and tired legs, a 1:27 was very bad for me. I chalked it up to losing my mojo. Literally, the next day, my doctor called me and said my iron was “severely low” and thus I was “severely anemic” and I needed iron pills and more tests like whoa.
I get so sad when I read blog posts from this time last year. I had no idea what was wrong and i was just so sad. I didn’t know why I couldn’t stay up at night and why a 9-minute mile felt like a sprint and why I had to stop to catch my breath after three miles. It’s insane. I used to cry everyday.
Anyway, I guess, I hope I just do better than last time? Ha. I better. I plan to run a few easy tomorrow, and then five before the race and five after. I am a big fan of the “running on tired legs” thing that my coach pushed last year. I think it helps. I am treating the ten miler like a tempo. Pick it up, but don’t die, you still have miles after, you goon. I once PRed a 5K in the middle of a 20 miler though. That was silly.
Have a great weekend.


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So, it’s been three months since I got a FitBit, and I have to say, I still really love it.

Usually with new toys, whether it be a garmin watch or a heart rate monitor, I use it for a while, and get sick of it. The garmin sucked the fun of running for me, and the heart rate monitor sucked the fun out of spinning and other gym classes.
But the FitBut has been fun so far. I wear it everyday, and track my sleep with it each night. On days I don’t run, I have to try really hard to get 10,000 steps. My office isn’t that big, and while I do get up once an hour to go to the bathroom or just get water, the steps don’t really add up. On Monday, I was like 2,500 steps short after yoga (I had spun in the morning), so I marched in place while we watched Parks and Rec until I got it.
I also think it’s interesting to track my sleep. I usually am in bed anywhere from 8.5 to 9.5 hours but I don’t actually sleep that much. I lose anywhere from 30 minutes to two hours every night. That is fascinating to me. It also explains why I am always so tired. To all those people who said I didn’t sleep well because of diet coke, well, you were wrong.
Anyway, I would highly recommend it. It’s fun… even if it does jip you of running mileage.
I am thrilled tomorrow is Friday and I am also so happy I don’t have any major weekend plans.
I ran this morning, and the sun came up before I was home. That made me so happy, even if I was wearing two shirts and mittens. I had shorts on though!

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And we’ll keep working on the problem we know we’ll never solve

I had a dream last night that I got lost going to the starting line of my race on Sunday.

These are things I have nightmares about. I am doing this ten-mile race as part of a 20 mile long run, so my goal is to run hard, but SMART. My PR is 1:10, and I know I am nowhere near that. Then again, I had a stress fracture in my hip six days after that race. So, I hope to run a good race, but also recognize this race is part of a 20 miler, and I want to be able to finish the five miles after.

Anyway, let’s just hope I don’t get lost on Sunday, considering the race is about one mile from my home.

I ran this morning, and I realized something. I am terrified of speedwork. Not that I was trying to do speedwork or anything, but I am scared to run fast. I have a lot of time to think on my runs and I realized there are two reasons for this. First, I am afraid I will fail. If I fail, I will walk around with my head in a cloud of disappointment for days. Every time I sucked at speedwork last year (probably because of lack of iron in my body), I would immediately fall into a terrible funk. Second, I associate speed with injury. I blame both of my stress fractures on running too fast. So, I just plod along at a comfortable, unknown pace.

I don’t know what the answer is, but it’s depressing me that both my marathon and 5K PR are 2+ years old. I really wish crossfit still had the same running coach, because I’d go back in a heartbeat for this Tuesday morning death sessions. Such is life.

My meeting tonight got canceled (THANK YOU SARA B) and I can not wait to come home after work, throw myself on the couch and catch up on The Following.



“My” yoga studio posted this, and I like it a lot.

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With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.

Man, last night, I really had to drag myself to yoga. The last thing in the world I wanted to do was downward dog and think about my “practice.”

Alas, I went, solely because I had told Tim and Liz I would be there. Class felt long, I didn’t want to be there, and I was happy when it was over. Yoga just sort of bores me, I guess. Also, I am really bad at it… my body struggles to bend and twist in the different ways.  I know it’s “good” for me, and sometimes I do generally feel very relaxed and calm after, but ehhh. I just don’t LOVE IT. Oh well, only 14 classes left on this groupon and four on my aerial yoga one. NO MORE YOGA GROUPONS, KELLY. YOU DO NOT LIKE YOGA THAT MUCH.


Here’s a picture of the beach instead from Sunday. Namaste.

I ran this morning, and I don’t remember any of it. I love when that happens. I was just zoned out thinking about all sorts of things and then I was back home. It was really nice. It’s still in the 30s, so at least I can wear shorts, but I really need warmer weather and sunshine like as of two weeks ago.

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I am still living with your ghost

I’ve got the Monday blues, that’s for sure.

Tim and I had a nice two-hour trip to Media on Friday.


I packed a roadie, so I was a happy passenger. Once we arrived at Carter’s, we had some cheese, gluten-free crackers and drinks before we headed over to Iron Hill for dinner. I have been there twice before, and I really like the atmosphere. It sucked not to be able to try their beers, but they did have a great gluten-free menu, along with cranberry juice and vodka. I was so tempted to order a rum and diet coke, but I behaved.

Media got hit with about four inches of snow on Friday, so I was really up shit creek without a paddle in regards to running routes. Early Saturday, I drove to the state park I normally run in, and it was an icy mess. The main roads were too snowy and busy to run on. So,  I did what any sane person would do and mapped out a one-mile loop around Carter’s street and ran it 15 times.

It doesn't look that bad here, but this hill was brutal. I would know, because I ran up it 15 times.

It doesn’t look that bad here, but this hill was brutal. I would know, because I ran up it 15 times.

After my run, I showered, and we hit the road for AC. We went to casino for a bit, but I was uninterested in playing. I watched Tim play black jack instead, and he ended up doubling his money, so I was proud, because hello, he can now pay for dinner.

We were at the casino for about two hours and by then, we were all STARVING. Carter, Tim and I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, and we were all on the hangry scale. We went back to Lloyd’s and had a huge meal before beerfest.

Beerfest was SO MUCH FUN. Joe, who was my first friend at college, was there, and it was SO beyond wonderful to see him. We keep in touch sporadically, but I hadn’t seen him in about two years, so it was nice to give him a big hug and catch up.


Fortunately, there was a ton of cider at the event, so I was happy. The cider was all in its own corner, which was a mixed blessing. It was nice to always know where it was, but it sucked when everyone wanted to walk around the HUGE room to get beers. I threatened to just say f it and drink beer, but Tim reminded me the outcome may not be pretty and we were not at our own home. Fair enough. I avoided beer. I did eat very expensive french fries, thanks to my black jack winner.


Everclear was playing at our session and they were really fun. They didn’t try to play all new songs, they knew we wanted to hear the hits, and they played them all. The lead singer, Art (I don’t know why I knew that, even prior to the event), was SUPER nice, and Carter and I thought it was HILARIOUS to get a picture.


We took this selfie, but I look obese, and Carter only made it half in, so we awkwardly returned and got a better one.



It was such a fun night… all six of us kept turning to each other and saying, “I am having the BEST time.” I am so happy we went! The crew went out post-beerfest, but I knew bar food/drinks wasn’t a great idea for me, so I returned home, and fell asleep around 11. I know, I know, but I wanted to run in the morning. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

I hit the boardwalk around 8, and ran a full loop and then some. I have no idea how far I ran, the boardwalk wasn’t marked and websites give conflicting statistics. I guess maybe I should wear that expensive watch, but it just sucks the joy out of running.  I was just happy to be running near the beach. It was so pretty.


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It was a great run. However, my legs were SPENT from that hill on Saturday. Oof.  On the way home, Tim and I stopped at Trader Joe’s and bought a million things and a hundred snacks for the way home.

It was a wonderful weekend. I have something after work every single day this week. I am tired just thinking about it.

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