It’s been (too long) a while

I admit it…

I chickened out on going into the bloggospher..I wrote a few, got LOTS of views after my post on Caitlin’s site, and once those views game down, the inner perfectionist in me wanted people to like me, and lack of views meant  OH EM GEE NO ONE LIKES ME!?!?!?!

I lost consistency and threw in the towel before I even started

The short amount of time I was writing and commenting and connecting, I felt like I finally found a group to fit in with…there were literally hundreds of writers out there who were like looking into a mirror at myself…

As a young adult, Ive struggled to find a lot of people who share my love for going to a yoga class on a friday night, or wake up at 7am on a Saturday to run 10miles.  People around me think im NUTS for doing that (you RUN for PLEASURE…youre so weird), but when I read blogs I see that there are lots of nutsos out there like me

So Ive decided to write again, write to connect, write to feel sane, and write to keep up with my goals in the upcoming months (another half marathon, a full, and lots of yoga so I can, you know, finally touch my toes)

A lot has happened to me since the, oh TWO YEARS, since I last wrote..and It will take some time to fill anyone in…but ill start by introducing this guy, who’s driven me insane, but yet taught me to not take things so seriously at the exact same time…Image

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How I stopped Running..and Lived to Tell about it

Wow..long title much? I try, i try.

Today, on my daily walk across the street to the university’s gym (with a bit more blizzard added to the mix) I got to thinking how Ive been coming here almost every single day NON-STOP for the past forever months doing pretty much the same thing every day..and I still have my sanity.

When I was at my tip-top running shape, I was running EVERY.SINGLE.DAY rain,shine or snow.  I would have Laughed in your face if you told me that running would injure me and Id be stuck inside with the bros. BUT HEY..it happend..

When I first got injured, i quit running cold turkey (if only i could give up my ice cream habit the same, i mean no).  I knew that I had to keep doing some sort of physical activity, because if i didnt I might have gone BUHnanas, SOOO to the gym it was..

It was mind-numbing at first..i would STARE at the timer and think to myself “5 MINUTES ITS ONLY BEEN 5 MINUTES…IM SO BORED” and push through the next 45 minutes..but then i bucked up and learned to embrace different ways to improve my body so i could get back to the roads ASAP

I learned to love SWEET exercise machines..such as this weird contraption:

like wtf is this thing..

It was so awkward at first..but then it got kinda amazing, and seriously worked my butt off

I also made make sure to always have some sort of reading material to distract me when the moments drag on..usually its always the latest issue of this:


except i got pissed at this article
but..can you blame me..ps nice pantyhose ya maverick…

Another thing that turned me into a total gym rat was the new discovery of weights

like..HEY I CAN LIFT WEIGHTS WITH ALL THE BROS..BUT NOT BULK UP LIKE THE BROS!

I actually have some arm definition and do squats and lunges without wanting to die..when I started..i could barely do 5lb handweights..now the 15lbs are a piece of cake

Another thing I did was set challenges for myself..When i first started hitting up the gym if you asked me to do 20 sit ups, and a single pushups i would have walked right out of that gym..so i worked on them..i can now do full sit ups..like hundreds, and like 10 pushups..WIN! and now what else i can do now..TOUCH MY TOES..never could do that.

The gym is an OKAY place to go, and I enjoy my time spent there, and in the end its led me to an almost complete (knocks on wood) recovery from my shin splints and weak hips

So as I look towards my future and running..i will thank all those hours logged at the gym for giving me the ability to hit that pavement again with a stronger, more apprecitative outlook..

 

So as February rolls around, I will slowly say BUH BYE to the gym and hello to the never ending trails and paths, but keeping in mind how important strength and cross training really are to insuring a healthy, injury free running career

 

SO…Gym Time: Ye or Ney?

 

Jumping in the deep end

Ive finally decided to jump into the deep end..no fear right?

The time has come for me to start a blog. (i think i can i think i can) I probably have been reading healthy living, wedding (iknowimonly21BUTi can dream), and baking blogs for about 5 years now and they really helped me in a lot of aspects of my life:
1.) While in recovery from some serious disordered eating, i learned from some of my favorite health bloggers that LIFE IS AMAZING, and you shouldnt be afraid to live it!
2.) BUTTER IS AWESOME (thanks you very much eatliverun) and baking all your own goodies is amazing..hence why i got a KitchenAid Mixer for xmas..who says you have to be married to get one.
3.) I used to be a runner for the pure reason of burning calories..well i burned calories, but i also BURNED MY BODY out..i have suffered numerous injuries because i pushed too hard (IM A PUSHER..i like to PUSH..holla mean girls) but i have read so many great running blogs that re-opened my eyes to running for the health of it…run because you can, because you want to, and because it is the cheapest form of therapy around.

So Hello blog world I am here..I am here to write about my photos, a few of my (hopefully) witty words, activities, books, music, struggles, wins, losses, discovery, setbacks, the keep on keepin’ on.

I am a healthy girl in her twenties that is ready to embrace the big girl world in a few months, and its time to start documenting the trials and tribulations that will surely ensue in the next few days/weeks/months/years.

Running/Eating DELICIOUS food/(learning to)Cook/Baking/Living Life with a hint of sarcasm, humor and of course a smile will be the main theme of this thang known as a blog.

Hell Yeah i was katy perry for halloween *werk*