Monthly Archives: November 2011

Sticky Notes and Lists

Post-It Note Art Collage (PINAP)

Image by Adrian Wallett via Flickr

I love sticky notes and lists. Sticky notes and lists help me to not forget – if there’s more than 3 things on that grocery list I can guarantee I’ll forget. I could be frustrated by this fact, however I just chalk it up to who I am and make the darned list. I’m always going in a million directions at once and it’s just not worth it to stress about something so, well, fixable.

They also keep me accountable.  I know I need to do something or get something if it’s written down.  It’s more concrete.  Not to mention I get an amazing feeling of accomplishment by crossing things off my list.  Yes, I’m the person that, if I do something not on the list I write it down just so I can cross it out.  I like to see my progress.  How much I’ve completed.  Since I’m compulsively organized making lists and having sticky notes meets a sometimes overwhelming desire to have control over something in my life.  It just feels good.

So it’s odd in running, I don’t have much in the way of lists.  I take that back.  I have a list of blog ideas.  I have a wish list of running items I’d like.  I have a list of outfit ideas. Web sites to go to.   I carry a leather bound book with me everywhere to take notes in just for these reasons.  To most people it would probably look like a messy, disorganized bunch of nonsense,  but to me it’s invaluable information that’s all in the right spot.  I print off races I’d like to do and put them in chronological order  attached to my fridge.  I look at it often trying to figure out what the kids plans are that weekend, if I can afford the race and travel, etc…  Some I do, lots I can’t but they’re good goals.  I keep myself at a 12 mile long run every week so I’m race ready at any given moment for a half marathon.  I also have a calendar on the fridge with all school activities, appointments, etc…  and I do sharpie in my mileage on the day I do it.  I’ve never had mileage goals though.  I read so many other bloggers talk about weekly, monthly and annual mileage goals and I’ve never had a desire.  I run 4 times a week  with one longer one in there but I don’t add up my weekly mileage.  Even though I think it’s a great idea I just haven’t gotten past the idea phase.  How is it possible I’ve missed an opportunity to make a list??!!!  The sticky note possibilities are endless!!!  More goals??  More crossing off accomplishments??  An artificial semblance of control??  Huh…   I might need to get a new set of notepads for just this reason….

(Just) Trying is for Little Girls give away!!

This is an “imaginary friends” give away on her blog. Check her out!!!

I forgot to bring a gym towel with me to boot camp. Julie sells Cool Gym Towels too, check out her Facebook page:   Cool Gym Towels. Would you like to win your own gym towel?

The winner of this giveaway will win their choice of one of the cool towels.

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**I am purchasing this towel and giving it away*

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Contest ends on Wednesday 12/7/11.
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Tuesday Ten 11-29-11

Usually I wake up right before my alarm. Not today. Today I was floating in a blissful dream. Dreaming of dating a really hot, really sexy, much younger doctor… Sorry, husband laying next to me…. Dr Dreamy is my new man!! Not only was I apparently unhitched and a ravishing cougar, Doc and I went out and when I got carded, the guy called security and said my license was wrong because I couldn’t possibly have been born in 1970. I looked too young. Hello denial of my upcoming 41st birthday!!! I dragged myself away from my happy place of the dream, out of bed and was brushing my teeth when I heard this horrible noise. I turned off the water and realized… Chris was snoring. Yup. Through water running, a closed door and a noise machine I heard it.  I wouldn’t say he snores like a freight train, more like freight trains pull a Chris when they need to be worked on…. I seriously don’t know how that sound comes out of that man or how I ever possibly sleep through it!!   Again, welcome back reality.  As I cling to the shreds of my cougar dream I start ripping a series of pre-poop morning gas that rivals a rugby teams locker room in smell….  I couldn’t help but giggle.  “Come back Dr Dreamy!!  It was the dog!”  “I’ll catch up in just a minute!!  I need to take my calcium for bones and zinc magnesium to regulate my hot flashes!!”  Wow.  Nothing like a hard dose of the real world to wake you up in the morning!!

My run to work is 8 miles so I’ve been adding on to get a nice 12 mile run to work.  I’ve been experimenting with my 4 mile loop down a few roads – 2 miles out, 2 miles back, finish normal run – and today decided to go right.  My mind seemed to believe that the hill on McCarran when turning right would be no big deal.  It is a FREAKING SKI SLOPE!!!  Ah, yes…  It was torture.  I walked twice, cursed often, questioned my sanity.  OK, I admit to sanity having been gone for a long time now.  Running is what actually keeps me a little MORE sane.

I decided that I should never do the hill run again.  Go a different direction.  So I mentioned this to my favorite running buddy, Eric.  This was our conversation:

  • Jennifer   I add 4 miles to my 8 mile work run. I’ve been trying a few different directions (2 miles out and 2 miles back) to get up to 12. Today the route I chose was a freaking ski slope!! I was missing you desperately!!!

  • Eric   I love choosing the most difficult route myself. It’s a challenge. You get a totally different sense of accomplishment doing so. So you keep it up, girl. You impress me more and more each day. ‘Course if you weren’t a threat to me before, you certainly are now. I am going to have to step up my game. peace!

  • Jennifer  Oh, I KNEW you’d pick the hard way!!! I’m trying to convince myself to continue this route until it’s conquered!! But it sucked! My overall time was pretty good considering I was slow and stopped twice. And I have runners knee so I”m trying to figure out how to deal with this new lovely issue…. Yes, accomplishment…. Did I mention it sucked until it was over??
  • Eric  Yes….by all means….CONQUER IT! Because I KNOW you can do it. Your hard work and perserverance will pay off. Then again, if you don’t, then I may not have to work so hard trying to keep up with you when I come to visit. But I have a feeling you won’t let me get by so easy.

  • Jennifer   I think you just used reversed psychology on me. It worked. I’m keeping the hill. It’s on!! Still very tentatively planning on NYC marathon next November. Talked to Chris about it… Will keep fingers crossed.

Thank goodness for awesome friends that keep you motivated!!  I will continue the climb even though I already have a love/hate relationship with it.   And as for Dr Dreamy all I can say is that I can run further than you!

MOM, RUNNER, WIFE, WOMAN, HAIRDRESSER. Not necessarily in that order!!

I recently read an article about how many facets of personality we have. Truly, our worlds at times collide leaving in their wake confusion.  A feeling of being with someone out of context so to speak.  One time I ran into a girlfriend and acted like my woman self.  My then 12 year old daughter later yelled at me “It’s like you’re not even my Mom!” because, up to that point, my being her mom was the only facet of my personality she was familiar with.  I’ve run into clients from the shop at races and, although they know I’m a runner, they usually say, “Hey!  What are you doing here?!”  Uh, not cutting  your hair, that’s for sure!!

First I was a daughter and a sister.  Being a sister is one of my favorite selves because my sister and I are so incredibly close, she is the most amazing person and I love her so much.

Kim my sister, my mom and me!

I am also a wife and a mommy.  Those two selves probably jockey the most for attention.  One isn’t more important than the other, however it depends on who needs what, what’s going on, etc…  The fact that I have 13 children to “follow” and keep up with makes the task that much more difficult.  I love this facet of who I am.  It has been the most defining but my other selves often get put on the back burner to meet the demands of these two.  It’s hard to balance.

Chris and me - the wife

Chris and me with 9 of the kids at an icecream shop

I’m also “Nana” to my 6 and 3 year old granddaughters.  SO much fun!!  Holy cow, we should have gotten to do this first to segway into parenting!!  They are a joy in my life.  Little responsibility and so much reward!!


Me, sweaty after a run at the park with Brooklyn and Alana having Nana time!!

Yet another facet of personality is the hairdresser.  Unfortunately, I have to bring home some bacon!!  I’m not sure how, since I know I signed up for the independently wealthy plan, but it hasn’t happened….  I love the shop, helping people look and feel better, being counselor, surrogate mom, friend, etc…  This is one area of life that my woman self roars!!

Me at the shop!!

The runner facet of my self is the one I try not to put on the back burner, but sometimes that’s where she’s perched.   She needs to be out there running it to bring together all other facets of self.  Running has made me better in all areas of my life.  It gives me time to reflect,  shake things off, collect myself, decompress, get “right” and comfortable in my own skin again – ready to tackle all other facets of my life.  When people wonder how I find the time, I think;  how do I not find the time??  I NEED it.  I still bake the kids cakes for birthdays, make them all pj’s every Christmas, sew, cook, work, clean, support my husband, am a sister and friend, do the shopping, attend parent/teacher conferences, walk the dogs, etc…  but I do them better when I’m running.  I feel more myself after a good run than any other time.  Being a runner is the glue for my selves.

Running along the ocean in Ft Bragg, CA at my mother in laws house. I love to be here.

In all my selves is the woman.  Sometimes tamped down, edited, downplayed.  Sometimes overwhelmed and frazzled.  Usually happy and outgoing, always wanting to hug.  She is there peeking out not entirely in her full glory but there none the less.  She is what makes up every facet of my life, but she is most happy when she’s running it!!

You Know You’re A Runner If….

I looked online for all of these. I just needed to spend some time decompressing and laughing…

…your toenails are black so you purchase black nail polish.
…your shoes have more miles on them than your car does.
…people say, “You run three miles…at once?” and it was a “short” day
…all your socks are either stained or torn.
…you can spit while running.
…you go to a golf course to run.
…your friends go on the elevator and you beat them on the stairs.
…you finish the race looking like you wrestled a bear and you don’t care.
…you’d rather run to school/work than drive.
…you combine phrases like “10 mile run” and “Easy Run” in the same breath.
…you can eat your weight in spaghetti.
…the paint from the bathroom walls peels when you leave.
…you start the race in shorts and finish in a G-string.
…your spit strings from you chin and you don’t even care.
…you schedule dates around races.
…your christmas list includes more than one pair of running shoes.
…you feel lost without your water-bottle.
…you start to crave Power Bars.
…your favorite food group is carbohydrates.
…you can strip and change in a bus seat in less than 2 minutes.
…you own spandex in more than 1 color.
…track is the other “sport”.
…your watch is more expensive and complicated than your car.
..Runner’s World provides more pin-ups than Playboy.
…you think spandex is a winter fashion statement.
…you find yourself saying, “it’s not really a hill…”
…you hit targets with your snot rocket.
…your feet are comparable to rawhide.
…you’re running and you don’t know why.
…you see a hill on a putting green.
…your spit hits everything but the ground.
…you drink more water than Free Willy
…theres nothing like intervals to start the week off fresh!!
…you’d rather run than watch T.V.
…watching the New York Marathon on T.V. made you get up and go for a run
…there are more miles on your running shoes than the odeometer of your car
…you’re toe nails have fallen off
…you refer to puke as a normal bodily function.

Ibuprofen is your recreational drug of choice.
You know the distance to and from work/the gym/the local taqueria down to the closest 100 yards.
Talking about the color of your pee comes as natural as talking about the weather.
You have no qualms about taking a Sharpee and writing all over a brand new pair of $80 shoes.
You have no qualms about throwing out those same shoes only a month after buying them.
You know how many grams of carbs there are in a banana.
You wash your shorts in the shower.
You look into the toilet before a big race to inspect the size of the log you just dropped.

..You get a bug in your eye and keep going so you don’t ruin your pace.
You’ve ever been sunburned from a long run.
You think compression wraps are functional clothing…and stylish.
ou bought toe socks because they are functional during runs.
You’re following 50% runners to everyone else on Twitter.
You have a separate laundry basket just for running clothes.
You’d rather spend your weekend crammed in a van with six other people running a Ragnar Relay.
Just talking about Google Maps makes you have to go to the bathroom.
You have race sneakers, training sneakers, other training sneakers… and the ones for mowing the lawn.
Instead of going to bed at a decent hour, you log onto Twitter to see if running is a trending topic.
You’ve ever run until your nipples bleed (it really hurts!).
Instead of just being content finishing a run, you rush home and furiously blog about every mile.
You’ve ever been caught stretching your hamstrings while waiting for the train to come.
You own more pairs of running shoes than heels, clogs, boots, or sandals…combined.
You’ve ever had a foot or ankle injury that you thought might be a break, but decided it’s not bad enough to make you miss your run.
You spend commercial breaks as a chance to use your foam roller.
You think it’s great to involve your kids in your LSD habit, and all of your runner friends agree
You have more race T-shirts than a souvenir shop.

…You know what PR means