I never realized how much our emotions can affect our bodies and physical performance. I’ve read a lot about it, but I never really stopped to think that it could apply to me.
Over the Easter holidays, we visited my father-in-law. It was so good to see him, as we hadn’t seen him in a while. We watched TV together. We spent time together. And we did it for three beautiful days. On Easter Sunday we left to come home. And without warning, he passed away on Tuesday morning.
I took the whole winter off from running, and now that the snow and the ice has melted and the sky is a little lighter in the morning, I’ve started lacing up my shoes again and venturing out for a long run on Saturdays.
Let’s get something straight. I equate anything longer than 10 kilometers to a long run. Why? Probably because running longer than 10K has been the bane of my existence for years.
Well, hello. Missed me?
I haven’t posted for quite a while. Life seems to have gotten away from me – AGAIN, and now here we are at the end of February.
Where have I been? Continue reading
I went to bed Tuesday night with the full confidence that Hilary Clinton would be our next President of the United States.
Instead, I woke up on Wednesday morning to the horrifying news that Donald Trump was, in fact, the next President of the United States.
I was shocked. I am still in shock. I couldn’t and still can’t believe that it’s true.
And, yet, it is.
I’ve been crazy busy these past few weeks.
Work has been all consuming. The days have blurred by with meetings, preparation for the meetings, emails, presentations and yet even more meetings.
The evenings were filled with homework, after school activities, dinner preparations, and after Keira has gone to bed, more work.
And at the end of every night, I was so brain dead, I fall into an exhausted asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
There was no training done last week either. And consequently, no time for blogging.
As I sit here writing this catch-up blog post, I see that it’s very easy to fall into the trap of only remembering life’s daily routines and forgetting the special moments.
And I don’t want to remember all the boring stuff because, well, that’s just boring.
Random thoughts floated amuck in my head today while I was running this morning.
I thought a lot about the upcoming presidential election and wondered what kind of impact it would have on our future and the future of the world if the wrong person was chosen.
Then that lead me to think about how insanely ridiculous this whole presidential race has been. Racism, hatred, anger. I didn’t realize that there was still so much of this ugliness in 2016 and in the United States of America.
Then I remembered that I had to vote. So my voice could be heard. So I can make a difference.
I’ve been feeling a little out of sorts since the race has been over. Unfocused. Unmotivated. Scatterbrained.
My problem is the daily exercise routine. I’m struggling to get up in the morning to complete it.
It’s been a week since the race and I still can’t get over the fact that we actually finished the 2016 Stockholm Half-Marathon. We actually ran 21,1km.
What an amazing experience the whole day was.
As we were traveling to Stockholm, I kept asking myself if I was going to race or not going to race. I weighed the pros and cons. I would talk myself into running. And then I would talk myself out of it.
Why was I agonizing like this on pre-race day?
It’s quite an easy decision, right? Maybe not.
After what has felt like months of planning and talking about the Stockholm Half Marathon and the trip to Norway, Sandy was finally here!
It was so wonderful to see her. It seemed like ages since we’ve been together. We were so looking forward to some really good quality time together.
So what do two sisters do when they haven’t seen each other in a long time?