Monthly Archives: June 2013

Dude Date


4 of my girls went on a week long camping trip. This left 5 at home and when my family is down to numbers that low, it’s a big deal.  Kezia had some coupons she earned from school so she asked her big sis Bri to take her on a sister date.  They ate dinner at Mimi’s cafe, went and got Dairy Queen shakes and picked up a container of cookie dough at Papa Murphy’s.  All courtesy of Kezia’s coupons.

That left Chris and me with 3 boys so we decided to have a Dude Date.  Man Of Steel was playing at the theater, so we hit In And Out Burger and went to the theater.  The movie was very long but didn’t seem it. It was good and the boys loved it.  For me it fell a little flat, but wasn’t bad.  What was good??  Spending time with my boys.

Me with The Dudes!

Me with The Dudes!

Burgers aren't the same without the hats....

Burgers aren’t the same without the hats….

Scaling Back


DrSeussSayingLife gets hectic.  Sometimes it’s “kids have a million things going on and I’m running around” hectic.  Family members are ill, kids have campouts (can you say laundry??!!), work is busier than usual, vacations happen, etc…  Then there are the more life altering hectic times.  I’ve been in one of those the last couple of months and will be for another month at least.  I’m not a super hero, I do not have a team to cook, clean and choose my outfits while getting my hair and makeup done, there’s no nanny in the house or family members close by.  Fortunately, I don’t suck myself in to stress and chaos.  I don’t like it, so I try very hard to remove anyone or anything in my life that creates those emotions.  When life gets a little overwhelming this is how I restructure.

I also write my route

I also write my route so the older kids know where I’m running if I’m alone

THINGS THAT I DO NOT COMPROMISE:

  • Kids.  Period. Ever.  If anything I’m more aware of how they are and what they need.
  • Running/exercise. It’s my only physical outlet for myself and to decompress
  • Cleaning the house.  My brain feels more organized when external things in life are in order.  I do change it up though. When stressed I tend to go through paperwork, closets, dressers, rooms, etc… and streamline.
  • Work.  Making less money only adds to stress for me.  This one is the most difficult because when I’m embroiled in chaos, I want to be left alone.
  • Bubble baths.  After kids are in bed, I soak.  It just puts life back into perspective for me
  • Make lists, make lists,make lists.  I’m a list maker in general, but the more stress that I feel, the more important it is for me to get things written down.  It’s much less overwhelming for me to see things on paper

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This past week I've gone through everything in my bedroom - reorganized jewelry.  I read an article once about being overwhelmed and organizing.  It suggested always working on  your own space first

This past week I’ve gone through everything in my bedroom – reorganized jewelry. I read an article once about being overwhelmed and organizing. It suggested always working on your own space first

THINGS I WEED OUT:

  • Computer time.  Not my blog – that’s cathartic for me – or writing for other companies (although I did get behind with one).  Facebook is skimmed, I don’t read almost any blogs I follow and I only keep up with email that’s urgent.  Otherwise, I delete everything.  Since being online doesn’t get me paid, I unplug as much as possible.  This is huge in streamlining time and minimizing stress
  • Going places.  I missed a wedding and turned down several invites.  I need to focus the emotional energy I have in places and with people that feed it.  It isn’t that those events aren’t important, I just pick and choose more carefully
  • Using the lists I’ve made, I cross things out that aren’t as important.  I let things go a little in every area of my life. I prioritize and let things go.  Letting go is only difficult at first. 

Since my lists are vital for keeping my brain organized and my stress levels minimized, I utilize them in every way possible.  I figure out where I would appreciate help the most.  For example: 

  • I emailed my running coach since my contract is coming up and he’s restructured the workout days and times.  We went over when my contract will change and how – time wise and money wise so there are no surprises.  We also went over goals, races, etc… and I feel better with a plan
  • I elicited help from my friend who does dog rehabilitation.  I’m working on her suggestions and she’s coming out to work with Kalley and me.  It seems silly to some people, but while she’s a puppy I have the opportunity to mold the dog she will be for 15 years.  Let’s get it right.  Please help, I don’t entirely know how
  • I switched my part time job – which was very stressful and I didn’t realize it until I began the process.  I got another part time job that I’m SO much happier with.
  • I asked for help.  I used my amazing teammates, a few friends and social media to help me with finding a new house to live in, the part time job, finding things I need after I move, etc…  Moving is one of those unpleasant necessities in life.  I’m trying to make it as stress free as possible. I know once I’m settled it will be worth it, so for me it’s more about making the process smooth.  Ask for help, ask for help. It allows others to showcase their strengths, to serve and receive blessings from that service.  Don’t rob them of this due to pride.  Admitting your not good at things, or you need help doesn’t make you less, it allows others to be more. 

Through my recent challenges, I was given the gift of remembering what’s really important to me.  Going through a difficult time, having stress and chaos in my life gives me the opportunity to realize who and what is important.  It allows me the chance to weed things out of my life, to depend on others, to reevaluate my priorities.

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Baby It’s Hot Outside


Yup. Summer might be here.  We had unseasonably hot temperatures and then unseasonably cool temperatures, lots of wind,some odd rainstorms (well, odd by Reno standards) but it’s possible – no holding your breath – that it’s the hot, dry time of year.  My favorite!!  It’s also track season.  This is my first time on a track since Jr High School and I love it!!  It’s mentally challenging and pushes in a new way.  It’s a good thing.

Ready for track!!!  It's always fun to come and see everyone.  It's the best that we're all suffering enjoying together!!

Ready for track!!! It’s always fun to come and see everyone. It’s the best that we’re all suffering enjoying together!!  BodyRock Sport tank top and Sophie bra

Heat means less clothing (thank goodness!!!), exhaustion different than cold temperatures and the desire – and need – for more water.  Put more out, put more back in.  I had one run where I knew without question my fluid intake was too low.  It was not pleasant.  I drink a lot.  Really.  But I still have to monitor what my exertion level is and in hot temperatures put even more back in.

What am I doing??  Yelling at my teammates??  Possible since we all yell for each other during our rest periods....  My posture is terrible and I look bossy.  Perfect!!!  I'm exhausted and dying but still yelling.  Epic score!!

What am I doing?? Yelling at my teammates?? Possible since we all yell for each other during our rest periods…. My posture is terrible and I look bossy. Perfect!!! I’m exhausted and dying but still yelling. Epic score!!

The track workout was hard as always. Until the end when I’m pretty sure I did one too few….  Oops!!  Not intentionally.  We all run at different paces and have different instructions so I thought I did the right amount.  At the end when everyone was comparing notes, I realized I probably didn’t properly follow directions.  I can only assume Coach told me when I was yelling….  I’m sure. So for a hard workout, it should have been worse and I was 2 laps short.  A sad day indeed.

It was 87* hot, it was sunny out, there was wind and Coach is sadistic.  But we follow him with a smile so I can't complain.

Me between sets.  It was 87* hot, it was sunny out, there was wind and Coach is sadistic. But we follow him with a smile so I can’t complain.

Stay thirsty, my friends.  And hydrated

Morning Run


Running with Kalley. It’s still a love/hate relationship. It isn’t that her behavior is worse, it’s just not getting better and she’s getting bigger. She’s only 9 months old but by a year I wanted her very trained. She’s entered into the teenage years now. 8-14 months, the time most dogs get dumped at the pound.  Just pushing limits, testing the waters, teething and high energy.

Kalley's pre-run potty break.  If I wear running clothes that I feel good in, the run WILL go better!!

Kalley’s pre-run potty break. If I wear running clothes that I feel good in, the run WILL go better!!

She knows what's going on....   She sees my running shoes on my feet and I put my Garmin on....

She knows what’s going on…. She sees my running shoes on my feet and I put my Garmin on….

She has an amazing personality.  She’s sweet, fun, wants to please and if a dog can have a sense of humor and be sarcastic, she’s got that down.  She makes us laugh all the time.  She’s well trained in some areas and now I need to tweak the other areas.  Jumping up.  On people, the couch, everything.  We give her the “off” command every time but she’s persistent. Running.  She wants to chase cars.  She crouches and then tries to attack.  It’s exhausting.  There are other distractions as well.  Other dogs, people she’d like to say hello to, quail, rabbits….  SQUIRREL!!!

As soon as I turn my Garmin watch on, Kalley runs to her kennel, grabs the leash off the top and brings it to me.  WE'RE GOING FOR A RUN!!!!

As soon as I turn my Garmin watch on and it beeps, Kalley runs to her kennel, grabs the leash off the top and brings it to me. WE’RE GOING FOR A RUN!!!!

I ran 2.75 miles with her.  It’s supposed to be my short, slow run.  Relaxing.  Heart rate #2.  Easy.  Instead we either run well at a 7:30-8:30 minute mile pace (which I love) or we’re playing “drag and pull”.  I have to stop every time a car approaches from either direction and hold the leash very short. She’s getting strong and I”m getting tired.  And frustrated.  And discouraged.

The puddle we stop at every time.  When they water the lawn it creates this puddle that's there even when it's very hot

The puddle we stop at every time. When they water the lawn it creates this puddle that’s there even when it’s very hot.  We love this puddle.

By the last quarter mile I wanted to sit on the side of the road and stay there.  I wondered, “What would my friend Kellai who works at the dog rehabilitation center do??” DUH!!!!  Why did I not think of this sooner??!!  I got excited thinking about emailing her to see if she could help with Kalley’s training…..  I decided I had no issue admitting I am not a dog trainer and I need help.  White flag, thrown in.  Kellai to the rescue!!