Well, this was the best thing that could have happened during the last 1.5 miles of my run yesterday… I ran into a really good friend of mine and we finished the run together. She and I met at the gym ten years ago in a spin class that I taught. She is so fun to talk to and it was just what I needed for the last few minutes of my run to keep me distracted. She is training for the St. George Marathon (my favorite marathon ever)! This marathon is the one that I am really going to miss doing this year, I guess we will just have to go down and cheer everyone on.
Speaking of marathons, or really any run (especially if it is a hard one) in general… one of my biggest tips is to take the run a piece at a time. I think this is the key even for the hard stuff in life. I was emailing with a girl that is going through an extremely hard life trial this last weekend and it really made me think back to the hardest times in my life and what I did to get out of it. For me, I truly had to take things an hour at a time, a day at a time or an emotion at a time. I couldn’t even think of the hard spots ahead of me. Thinking about the weeks/months/years that I was going to have to tackle left me feeling hopeless and discouraged… I just had to stay RIGHT WHERE I WAS and get through that particular moment or day when it was rough. For me back then the weekends were always the hardest (because the weekdays felt so much more busy) so if it was a Tuesday, there was NO way I was going to think about how I was going to feel on Friday up ahead. I just had to get through that weekend (especially the ones where Brooke was away) when it came and not think about it until I was there. Taking just a small piece at a time eventually added up to weeks and months of healing and moving forward until the finish line of feeling like myself again.
Don’t bite off more than you can chew—> This is how I get through every marathon/hard speed workout/long run/etc. There is no way I’m going to think about mile 22 when I’m at mile 14. I definitely try not to think about my 5th mile repeat when I’m only on my 2nd. What’s the use? It just leaves me feeling discouraged and wasting time and energy worrying about how hard it is going to be up in the future. I remember my best Yasso 800 workout ever (I think I averaged around 2:47 for the 10 x 800’s) was a workout I truly committed to STAYING in the 800 repeat I was doing. It was overwhelming to think about doing 9 more 800’s when I was 2 minutes into my 1st 800 huffing and puffing and feeling like my legs were going to fall off. I kept my thoughts on finishing the one I was in before the thought of the next one entered my brain.
Right now running is a bit harder than it used to be and I do this with my normal every day runs too. It usually starts off with just thinking about getting out the door and then from there on… I think about finishing the mile I am in. I stay in that mile until I’m in the next one (and tell myself to walk whenever needed) but that is what gets me through the daily runs at this point. Some days I feel amazing and don’t need to do this but for the rest of my runs, I’m just thinking about the moment I’m in… no need to worry about 3 miles up ahead of me. If you are feeling overwhelmed during your runs/races, it might be because you are thinking about how hard the road is up ahead… so focus on where you are NOW!
It always makes me happy to look down and see my bump while I’m out running.
Breakfast with my girl afterwards.
Yesterday was a Utah holiday so we celebrated with the rest of Utah. It was Pioneer Day (to celebrate the first group of pioneers that came to Utah in 1847) which is a big deal here. We first went to a carnival that had a ton of crafts and games for kids to do….
Brooke was pretty aggressive with the root beer chugging contest (I think she had a total of two sips;).
From there we needed some lunch to fuel for the pool so we went for chicken/rice/tortilla/pico/mango salads.
Then we made it over to the pool for a few hours. I all of the sudden got so tired that Andrew had Brooke in the water and I went over to the shade and set up a bed. I fell asleep. I can currently fall asleep anywhere.
For dinner I realized I hadn’t had my Bisquick fix so I made some biscuits out of their mix.
To go along with salmon (cooked with butter and lemon), parmesan potatoes and watermelon too.
Brooke was pretty excited to show Beretta the portrait she made of her.
And at night we were going to go to fireworks but my couch won. I just need to stop planning to do anything at night.
Peaches + popcorn!
I need your help. I am really thinking about getting this Instant Pot (I mean, I’ve been on a cooking kick for a solid week now… I’m sure it is going to continue forever;). I would love to hear from any of you that have one… do you use it a lot? Is it worth the money? I’ve read a lot of great costumer reviews also but of course I take my friend’s opinions (you guys) a lot more seriously! Should I go with the 3 Quart, 6 Quart or 8 Quart?
Instant pot… yay or nay? What size?
What is your favorite kitchen accessory/tool/thing you use?
Is there a race that you get sad missing out on if you have to miss it one year?
Are you a fish eater? What are your favorite types of fish?