Sunday I woke up at 6:30 am and started stumbling around the house. Sunday was race day for the Top Pot Doughnuts 5k at Greenlake. I made some peanut butter toast and started getting ready for my first race of the 2010 season. I left the house at about 7:30 to meet Jacques @ Dicks on 45th. We met up and left for the lake at about 8:30. We parked so.far.away, my damn quad was cramping (the one I pulled in soccer last week) as we were walking (the 2 miles!) up to the race. I was actually thinking I might not be able to run! After stretching it out awhile it started feeling better so I decided to get into the line-up. I wore my running tights, new shorts and the Top Pot shirt over my sport tank and orginal race shirt. I hate when they give the shirt to you in the beginning, it makes it akward.
Gun time was 9:30. I was lined up with the 12 min pace people and it took for-ev-er to get to the starting point. At least it was chipped so that I had an accurate time. I ran/jogged the whole race and I am so pround of myself. I kept thinking about walking, then realized I was breathing okay and my legs were doing good. Stop thinking Tawnya and just run! I knew my Grandma was there giving me strength to fkeep going. I passed mile marker 1, 2, and then 3. I knew the finish was around the corner. As I came close to the finish line, I saw Jacques and he was waving and yelling. It felt so good to finish that race. It was the first race I actually ran the whole time, what an accomplisment. Funny thing is that my pace was slower than any other even though I didn't stop to walk. This just leaves plenty of room for improvement.
Next race is the Bloomsday 12k. That is almost 7.5 miles! It is next Sunday; Hub and I leave for Spokane Friday morning. Last years time was 1:36 and unfortunately I don't think I will be beating it this year. I am going to make sure that next year I will be in better shape and more prepared. My next 5k is June 6th (so far) and is the Race for the Cure - Seattle. I will be running it with my new running buddy Jacques! I am so stoked.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Remember to Stop and Smell the Roses
Sometimes something happens and we stop. We stop and realize that our priorities are not straight; we let life get in the way.
My Grandma died Sunday morning. It wasn't expected; it was sudden. I didn't have time to talk to her again or listen to all the stories she had left to tell. She had a whole life of stories. She won't meet her great grandchildren. I won't have Grandma's homemade jerky or pickled watermelon. No more smoked salmon as gifts for the boys. I know I shouldn't get upset about the past, but I am. I regret not making more time for family. In the last year I have lost my Aunt, Uncle, and Grandma. I should have learned the first time, definitely by the second, yet I had not. I didn't stop; I didn't think; I didn't make time. I just kept living my life pretending that as long as I kept on going, everyone else would. I was wrong.
Now I am stopping, I am rethinking, I am making time. I need to make memories with my loved ones. I will make memories with my loved ones. I won't think twice next time I am asked over. I will make time to visit. I will make time to laugh. I want to be a part of the memories. We don't have enough time, life is short. It isn't long, there isn't enough time here. I have changed my priorities. Hopefully, it is not too late.
For those that don't know, I received news on Friday the 16th that my Grandma was given 1-2 days to live. It was very sudden with no warning. She was fine Monday, she went to the casino with my Aunt. Grandma was the most stubborn independent woman I know. She would have wanted it this way. She didn't want to suffer and she didn't want to go to a home. When I got the news on Friday I was on my way home from work. I called my husband right away and told him we were leaving for Oregon in a few hours. My sister, Brant, Hub, and I left Everett at 8 pm. We arrived in Corvallis around 4am. I was up at 7 and we were at the hospital by 8 or 9. When we walked into the room the doctor was there and discussing comfort care. I asked my aunt to hold off until my dad could get there. He was 6 hours away or so. My aunt completely agreed, as she didn't understand what comfort care was.
My dad didn't want me to call my sister, but I did, and he was glad. Everyone that could make it, did. We all sat in the room and shared stories and laughs while we watched my Grandma slip away. She loved angels, now she gets to be one! It is unfortunate that it took a time like this to bring us all together, but it did. I won't let that happen again. We stayed there all night and Hub and I left the room about 2am. I wasn't okay with it, so we went back around 3:30am. We stayed about half an hour. Grandma was having such a hard time breathing, and I couldn't be there anymore. I said my goodbye's one last time. As we were walking out, I told Hub that she would be gone within the hour. 5:01 I get a call and I knew what it meant. We went racing back to the hospital to grieve with the family. When I walked in I had this overwhelming sense of peace and relief. She was no longer suffering and now could watch over us all.
After a little time Hub and I went outside to get some fresh air. While sitting on the curb I asked Grandma to please give me a sign she was okay. Sure enough, within seconds, I see a large shadow. I look up, no birds. The shadow was still there, and that's when I knew it was Grandma sending me her message. I will forever cherish those few seconds, whether anyone believes me or not. I have come out of this learning that I need to take the time for the little things, and not get overwhelmed by work. I finally know what I have to do.
I have to stop and smell the roses.
Don't forget to do it yourself.
My Grandma died Sunday morning. It wasn't expected; it was sudden. I didn't have time to talk to her again or listen to all the stories she had left to tell. She had a whole life of stories. She won't meet her great grandchildren. I won't have Grandma's homemade jerky or pickled watermelon. No more smoked salmon as gifts for the boys. I know I shouldn't get upset about the past, but I am. I regret not making more time for family. In the last year I have lost my Aunt, Uncle, and Grandma. I should have learned the first time, definitely by the second, yet I had not. I didn't stop; I didn't think; I didn't make time. I just kept living my life pretending that as long as I kept on going, everyone else would. I was wrong.
Now I am stopping, I am rethinking, I am making time. I need to make memories with my loved ones. I will make memories with my loved ones. I won't think twice next time I am asked over. I will make time to visit. I will make time to laugh. I want to be a part of the memories. We don't have enough time, life is short. It isn't long, there isn't enough time here. I have changed my priorities. Hopefully, it is not too late.
For those that don't know, I received news on Friday the 16th that my Grandma was given 1-2 days to live. It was very sudden with no warning. She was fine Monday, she went to the casino with my Aunt. Grandma was the most stubborn independent woman I know. She would have wanted it this way. She didn't want to suffer and she didn't want to go to a home. When I got the news on Friday I was on my way home from work. I called my husband right away and told him we were leaving for Oregon in a few hours. My sister, Brant, Hub, and I left Everett at 8 pm. We arrived in Corvallis around 4am. I was up at 7 and we were at the hospital by 8 or 9. When we walked into the room the doctor was there and discussing comfort care. I asked my aunt to hold off until my dad could get there. He was 6 hours away or so. My aunt completely agreed, as she didn't understand what comfort care was.
My dad didn't want me to call my sister, but I did, and he was glad. Everyone that could make it, did. We all sat in the room and shared stories and laughs while we watched my Grandma slip away. She loved angels, now she gets to be one! It is unfortunate that it took a time like this to bring us all together, but it did. I won't let that happen again. We stayed there all night and Hub and I left the room about 2am. I wasn't okay with it, so we went back around 3:30am. We stayed about half an hour. Grandma was having such a hard time breathing, and I couldn't be there anymore. I said my goodbye's one last time. As we were walking out, I told Hub that she would be gone within the hour. 5:01 I get a call and I knew what it meant. We went racing back to the hospital to grieve with the family. When I walked in I had this overwhelming sense of peace and relief. She was no longer suffering and now could watch over us all.
After a little time Hub and I went outside to get some fresh air. While sitting on the curb I asked Grandma to please give me a sign she was okay. Sure enough, within seconds, I see a large shadow. I look up, no birds. The shadow was still there, and that's when I knew it was Grandma sending me her message. I will forever cherish those few seconds, whether anyone believes me or not. I have come out of this learning that I need to take the time for the little things, and not get overwhelmed by work. I finally know what I have to do.
I have to stop and smell the roses.
Don't forget to do it yourself.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Icey Hot, BenGay, Ibuprofin, OH MY!
I sit here writing this wearing 3 Icey Hot patches, smelling of damn BenGay, and wishing my ibuprofin was Vicodin. Seriously, soccer is kicking my ass! My body is saying "helllllltotheno" but there hasn't been subs, so I've been playing the whole game. I am so out of shape and it isn't funny. I am trying my hardest to keep up and train, hopefully by the end of the season I will be getting somewhere. I need to go buy a ball so I can practice this weekend. "Practice, practice, practice," my dad always says. I am all about instant gratification and I want to be excellent NOW.
Today is my rest day but I might go for a leisurely walk to keep this lactic acid moving. I am drinking lots of water so that I don't retain too much. I am supposed to run 6 miles tomorrow, and I am not sure I can do it in this condition. I might do 2mi tomorrow, walk the 6 (training walk!) on Sunday, and do my long run Monday. Hopefully, I don't get another damned blister. Speaking of training walk, I have my official meeting on Tuesday so I can be an official Training Walk Leader this year! We are having a team meeting on Sunday after said walk to go over our fundraising plans.
NEXT MONTH: Hot Yoga of Mill Creek is going to hold a free class in which you can choose to donate to our team. I am excited. There are 40 people, so if everyone gave 10 bucks that would be $100 for each person on our team! How exciting! I am also going to call PC's this weekend to see if they will hold an event. We are also planning a garage sale for May or June. I am excited that everything is really kicking off.
Training started last week, and it is 24 weeks. I am in pretty good walking shape and have that 12K in 2 weeks (http://www.bloomsdayrun.com/) so I am not doing too much walking until after May 2nd. I am trying to get it in here and there, because I KNOW walking is much different than running. I need to make sure I get my tootsies used to it. Oi. Anywho, that's it for now!
T
Today is my rest day but I might go for a leisurely walk to keep this lactic acid moving. I am drinking lots of water so that I don't retain too much. I am supposed to run 6 miles tomorrow, and I am not sure I can do it in this condition. I might do 2mi tomorrow, walk the 6 (training walk!) on Sunday, and do my long run Monday. Hopefully, I don't get another damned blister. Speaking of training walk, I have my official meeting on Tuesday so I can be an official Training Walk Leader this year! We are having a team meeting on Sunday after said walk to go over our fundraising plans.
NEXT MONTH: Hot Yoga of Mill Creek is going to hold a free class in which you can choose to donate to our team. I am excited. There are 40 people, so if everyone gave 10 bucks that would be $100 for each person on our team! How exciting! I am also going to call PC's this weekend to see if they will hold an event. We are also planning a garage sale for May or June. I am excited that everything is really kicking off.
Training started last week, and it is 24 weeks. I am in pretty good walking shape and have that 12K in 2 weeks (http://www.bloomsdayrun.com/) so I am not doing too much walking until after May 2nd. I am trying to get it in here and there, because I KNOW walking is much different than running. I need to make sure I get my tootsies used to it. Oi. Anywho, that's it for now!
T
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
12K Here I Come
Have I mentioned I can be a tad impulsive? Well I can. I signed up for a 12K this week that is two weeks out. Problem? I only run about 3-4 miles now, 12K is 7.4 miles. YIKES. This is my plan for the next two weeks. I CAN DO THIS.
W: Run 2
T: Soccer game
F: Rest
S: Run 6
S: Run 2 / maybe walk 6 (3Day training :/)
M: Run 3
T: Run 2
W: Run 4
T: Soccer game
F: Rest
S: Run 5
S: Run 2
M: Run 3
T: Run 2
W: Run 3
T: Soccer Game
F: Rest
S: Rest
Sunday[5/2]: RACE DAY!
W: Run 2
T: Soccer game
F: Rest
S: Run 6
S: Run 2 / maybe walk 6 (3Day training :/)
M: Run 3
T: Run 2
W: Run 4
T: Soccer game
F: Rest
S: Run 5
S: Run 2
M: Run 3
T: Run 2
W: Run 3
T: Soccer Game
F: Rest
S: Rest
Sunday[5/2]: RACE DAY!
First Blister on my way to the 3Day 2010
My weekend was great! I will start it on Thursday so I don't leave out soccer. Thursday I started playing on an adult co-ed team. Boy, was I nervous as hell. I had 4875 excuses ready to go so that I could bail. After many talks with my husband and friends, I was convinced to go at least once. I did, and it was fabulous! I met some great people and plan to continue playing for them. Final score 4-4. I had a HUGE calf cramp in the second half. I had to sit out the last 30 minutes, but played the first 60. Friday, I wake up and I can't effin move. Like seriously, can't move, so sore! I made it to work with many o'ibuprofin. Got home, and I crashed. Saturday, still can't move, although, I decide to eat most of the contents of our cabinets. All but 5 of my WFP that is, oh yes did I mention WI was Sunday. PERFECT. not. +0.6, I know nothing.
Okay, getting to that blister(s). After WI Mandy and I walked two laps around Greenlake! It is a little under 6 miles, and the kick-off to my 3Day training. Sure enough first blister is right where the 3Day blister was. SO that means that I need to get my feet checked. Obviously I walk weird. I had a great time meeting Mandy. It was lots of fun to chit chat and get some AP's in. woOt!
Okay, getting to that blister(s). After WI Mandy and I walked two laps around Greenlake! It is a little under 6 miles, and the kick-off to my 3Day training. Sure enough first blister is right where the 3Day blister was. SO that means that I need to get my feet checked. Obviously I walk weird. I had a great time meeting Mandy. It was lots of fun to chit chat and get some AP's in. woOt!
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