I came across this in my daughter's leftover candy hearts from valentine's, and had a good laugh. What would your favorite candy heart say?
Friday, June 27, 2014
Running is a part of me. It is healing when I feel broken, inspiring when I need a lift, and time when I need a break. This song coins those emotions perfectly.
The second is "Roar"
Another song of growth. Most adult athletes start somewhere they don't want to be. This song reminds me of how far I've come.
Want to add them to your playlist? Check here: Roar and Part Of Me
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Now I lay me down to rest
Tomorrow I will try my best
To beat the heat and enjoy the race
And to set down a smoking pace
And if I die before I wake
That's one less gel I'll have to take.
Good luck to all the amazing athletes tackling Ironman Texas tomorrow!
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Last year was a pretty rough year. It was amazing, inspiring, filled with people who were supportive and fun and encouraging.
But it was rough.
I got sick three separate times within two weeks before races. In April, I broke a finger, which got me stuck on the trainer for five weeks... During the build for Ironman Texas. After five hours on a trainer, I wanted to chuck it out the window. After Ironman Texas, I wound up with an abcess in my armpit. I had hit my race weight in March, but was unable to stop losing weight. In November I had a medical issue that keep me from the sport for six weeks.
Which means I've been back at it now for just a few weeks.
Oh my. The last few weeks have been more demoralizing than anything ever in my athletic career. My running speed has fallen so much I can't even begin to approach what I was doing in October. My weight has climbed, and as a former fat girl, the terror and depression that this invites is horrifying. It was only in the last few days that I found some groove in the water again. After that swim, I was so exhausted that I pushed back a long run so I could get a rest day.
So why am I posting this? I've spent the last year focusing on the positive in my life and refusing to dwell on how hard things get sometimes. So if the positive is the only thing that I try to give focus in my life, why am I even putting this in writing?
Because I've learned that this kind of thing happens to everyone. Statistics indicate that roughly 10% of athletes are injured in any one year.
I'm kind of hoping that someone will read this and know that he/she isn't alone. I'm hoping that someone will read this and realize that even at rock bottom, you can choose to only let the positive gain traction in your mind.
As for me, I'm working hard. I feel like I've lost a lot, but I refuse to let it be for long. I'm going back to dealing with the negative but emphasizing the positive changes and events. One day at a time, one workout at a time. I will not dwell in despair, but focus on each small accomplishment, one at a time, until they pave the way to larger goals.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Dear Marvel, DC, and all the other comic book makers,
And mostly to all the movie producers -
Today I was blessed to be able to see Diana Nyad complete her what-will-become-legendary swim from Cuba to the Florida Keys.
As far as I know, one news channel carried the finish live.
Is it because female superheroes are supposed to be stacked? Is it because a woman who is strong enough to complete something so rigorous should not be hailed? Rather, instead, we teach our sons and daughters to fear what isn't beautiful, and ignore the truly amazing and inspiring people that should represent what Truly Is Possible?
Or is it because we've conditioned a society to pay money to see what 'perfect' and even 'ideal' is?
I have an idea.
Let's base a new generation of superheroes on the men and women in America whose superpowers involve selfless acts of courage, feats off incredible emotional strength, and the rarely found magic of creativity.
It is an act worthy of superheroes when someone does something amazing for someone else, then stands on the sidelines.
There are no newspaper articles. There is no news coverage or paparazzi. There is no makeup, CGI, or plastic surgery. Years down the road, someone might ask "Hey didn't you..."
The tragedy of all this is that there is no recognition, no accolades...
No honor conferred to a task worth remembering.
You (the movie producers and graphic novel writers) don't put these amazing men and women THAT ACTUALLY EXISTED in front of our sons and daughters to aspire to true greatness.
Instead, the news focuses on the bombers and what latest Hollywood movie we can expect.
No truth in inspiring things.
So, in closing, Hollywood I challenge you. Bring me a heroine that I can point to a on the screen and tell my daughter "See her, baby? She was a real superhero. Let me tell you about the amazing things she did. She. Was. Strong. In every way a woman should be. She was inspiration."
Hollywood, give me a superhero that I can show my son and tell him "See that? Powerful does not mean rich or politically allied. It means that you always treat others with respect, and live to lift others up when they fall. But that most of all, you are a gentleman."
True power is not a magical gift. It is victory over incredible odds, then taking that victory and helping others in their own struggles to achieve their own victories. Without seeking accolades.
So, in your anticipated silent response, Hollywood, I will continue to find the people who are everyday extraordinary and teach my children that's what it means to be a superhero. Not some pretty boy with a team of support that turns stories into reality, or some stuffed shirt version of the perfect woman, who doesn't do anything without screaming or crying.
I will teach my children that the real superheroes are the ones who turn reality into a story to be told to our children and our children's children. The legends in my own time, whose faces are rarely known.
Mommy (struggling superhero to two amazing children)
Saturday, August 17, 2013
I've been worried about tomorrow's race for some time. It's the race that I usually qualify at. Qualification really hasn't been a priority to me, until they announced Chicago for nationals 2014 and worlds 2015. I really want to go to worlds and be part of Team USA. It isn't likely that I'll be able to travel to China or wherever they do worlds after Chicago, so this is really my best chance.
The first year I did the race, I placed 1st in my age group, 4th female, 17th overall, and did a 1:32 time. Last year I placed 1st in my age group, 2nd female, and 10th overall.
So I kind of feel like I have something to defend and something to prove, even if it's only to myself.
I've definitely learned that it's more who shows up to the race at this point.
I almost didn't sign up. I'm still trying to recover from my bout with strep this week - I'm completely exhausted.
BUT - I'm going out tomorrow with one specific goal in mind - do better than last year - even if it's only by a few minutes. That would be a great race. It's such a technical course (garmin reports 4000 feet of gain over 16 miles on the bike, and 400 over less than 4 miles on the run.
A perfect race would mean faster splits (all 5) and defending my podium without any technical issues.
Last year's race report is here.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Thursday, July 25, 2013
I found myself watching one of the Barbie movies recently while on was on my trainer. Mostly because the kids had been put to bed an hour before, but hadn't stayed there. And mostly because I wanted to finished my workout.
What I came across was a pretty good song that I've since added to my playlist for my indoor rides and my runs.