I never ran 17 miles before. It was fine until the last 15 minutes when my legs started feeling sore. I don't think they would've been as sore if I didn't have to pause twice for a traffic light as I ran back into town. My body said, oh, you're stopping? I'll shut down then!
I ran terrible slow but apparently it's speed training in disguise. It's definitely working!
I ran in the dark of the cool morning on an open highway . . . Wearing dark clothes . . . Yes, I was that stupid guy until the sun saved me. I'm traveling and didn't prepare for that.
Legs are a little sore, just before walking around Napa. I'm sure the wine tasting will alleviate some of the pain!
Been training my ass off. Did another 5 miles of sprints on the treadmill in Z4, just shy of 150 BPM. Ran my fastest 5K at around 23 minutes.
I hit those moments when I had to concentrate a lot more on my breathing because I'm exerting so much energy. I always think of my mom 6 months before she passed. She struggled and literally fought for each breath. It was as if she had a plastic bag around her nose and mouth, with only a few small holes in the bag.
She passed from Idiopathic Pulmonary Fibrosis.
When I run, I know every star is you looking down on me. Each breeze is your hand across my soul. And if I had a chance to say one more prayer, I would never cease. Wish I could have breathed less so you could have breathed more.
I prayed for you on every run. Cried so many tears as I pushed myself, feeling my lungs fill with oxygen while knowing you struggled for each breath. I stopped running for a year after you passed. Those long runs would break me down as I remembered you and it was too painful for me.
I stopped doing a lot of things.
I'm going to keep crossing finish lines. I will keep succeeding in reaching my goals. And like the sign above me in this picture, I'll act now, and feel good later. Knowing I didn't quite.
You endured and crossed the greatest finish line ever!
Earn that tape.
Terrible and frustrating 11.5 mile run. Respiratory felt great in Z2 as I maintained avg. of 136 bpm Heart rate. But I was running to a metronome to maintain 180 cadence and with that cadence I couldn't maintain Z2. I kept hitting Z3, about 140 bpm. Had to stop after becoming frustrated and changed it a couple times until I found 160 cadence worked perfectly.
Then I did something to my watch and it appeared it was time to turn back. (Halfway through 2:15:00) But I was wrong. I still had another 45 minutes to run! I wasn't sure if I was wrong or the watch was wrong. I trusted the watch and glad I did.
But I forgot to take calories with my gels so I downed 2 right away. My stomach hurt for about 5 minutes then I was fine.
Then! I was using a new Camelback water thingy and didn't take off a plastic tie holding the water hose and it was challenging to get water the whole run.
And then! I've been try to not heal strike so I've been practicing the Pose Method and strike using the ball of my feet. Legs feeling fantastic with almost no fatigue but my calves are/were very sore.
I think that's it. Nice down at the beach though! So much to look at. 😎😍🦈🍺💪 #garmin#beatyesterday#fitover50#workout#teamtoucan#triathlon#train#marathontraining#remembermom#unbreakable#running
Spring cleaning...using this pic today to offer a slight visual of the chaos that I’m sifting through. And reliving another gorgeous moment in Cali of course. 😊
Lately I have been cleaning rooms in our house. Not quite minimalistic but much closer than I’ve ever done. In the processes I’ve had to make quite a mess to eradicate the “extra”. But once I push past the crazy of the transition I can breath again! And I realize how much ignoring the build-up and mess causes me stress and anxiety. 🌿
Now during wedding season, plus everything else that’s happening, my house is like a gauge. You can see how thick my schedule is by how neglected my house looks. Can I get a witness? 🙌
With that I’ll share my heart. How messy is our life when we make ourselves too busy to spend time with God? 😳😳😳 On the days I woke up and literally forced focus He led my path and I had more clarity throughout the day. I was like a Jedi master ready to slice anything that came at me with my thoughts.
No but really it made a difference! I know many reading this will respond with, “well duh, jess” but this girl needs reminders...a lot of them. 👏
So here’s to cleaning out and straightening up your spaces...making time for more God...and for the clarity of mind that comes with it all!!
So I’m one of those people that always has a new thing happening. A new a new idea, a new development...a new drama. Raise your hand if you know me or know what I’m talking about. Either I seek it out or it finds me. But I’m truly working on changing that because it gets super messy for everyone.
Now during this process my current/Old self pulls on me. Much like our cute puppy who pulls on my skirts behind me...but it’s not cute at all. How do I leave these habits behind me and still appreciate who God has called me to be? Not to see everything before in a way that pulls me back in guilt or comfort. But see them only as stepping stones or things that we truly, with God, have strength to run from. 🌿
In this process I’m learning to appreciate the quiet. I’m seeing the void as having room for possibilities. At the same time this is happening the laundry is still coming on strong (I think my family should wear sacks for 1 week so I can catch up 😝), the bills are still due, I still can’t sleep at night and my schedule is still full. So what do I do?...
Keep pressing in. Im realizing it’s gonna take some time for the other parties to get the message. The message that I’m changing. That I’ve changed. I imagine it’s like all of the workouts that I have yet to begin 😉...at first, there’s nothing (maybe boredom)...then there’s pain (from those muscles that I forgot about 👍🏻)... more pain (time to quit)...then distractions....keep on swimming.
This is where those distractions haven’t got the message yet that I’m changed...but what counts is...have I received the message? If I don’t believe it they won’t either. When we fall back it’s because we lose faith in ourselves and the process. 🌿
So here’s to this round of change. That my faith daily will be renewed in Christ to know that I am a new creation and to hear the next steps that I need to take. And to all who need to know...change is happening, be ready daily. •
Sedikit mau cerita 📝
Semenjak mamah ga ada gw lebih sukaa mainnnn sibukin diri sama temen-temen lebih sering sharing ketemen-temen karna ngerasa ga ada lg temen baik curhat selain ke mamah (curhat ke Allah jan ditanya tetep donk di no 1 ), that's why kenapa lebih sering banyak foto sama temen-temen dan Alhamdulillah di kelilingin temen-temen yg baik bgt like sisters n brothers 👫di banding sama kaka abang sendiri atau keluarga , mereka pada jauh dan punya kesibukan masing-masing karna udah berkeluarga mungkin jd kadang suka susah buat ketemu.. pengen punya abang sepantaran tp ga ada umur semua beda jauh , ah tp tetep gw masih butuh sosok ibu yg bisa di ajak curhat ketika gw butuh pendapat tentang suatu hal , masih pengen di omelin kalau gw lagi lupa , dan pengen kalau gw menikah nanti mamah ada di samping 🙍🏻♀️, ohya gw bukan tipe deket sama bokap jd kadang canggung buat ngobrolin pribadi gw sendiri kenapa gw kadang bilang ga akur sama bokap karna gw lebih sering apa-apa ke nyokap🙇🏻♀️.. bener ya nyokap itu udah bisa jadi sosok ayah sekaligus ibu 💛 - tepat tgl 29 kemarin 1 tahun tanpa mamah 💔berasa berat tahun kemarin dan tahun ini menjadi suatu tantangan yg harus dilewatin hingga nanti gw dapet pasangan hidup yang tulus sayang dan bertanggung jawab aaamiin 🙏🏽
Memory shirt pillowcases are the best! It doesn't need a fancy saying. You know who it belonged to. Mine sits quietly in the corner next to the sofa and tv so it's always in my view. It makes me smile. I'd love to make one for you. 💝
My baby brother got my mom’s favorite treat today in her honor- a dip cone from the Dairy Queen near our house in San Antonio. It was her special treat, her secret treat, her indulgence. I love my brother for remembering the details of her life. @groovelinesosa I love you. Happy Mother’s Day. #chicolatedippedicecream#dairyqueen#remembermom#diana
❤Happy Mother's Day to all the great Moms out there from me and the two guys that live with me, 🐶 Knives and 🐱 TC!❤ Whether you're a kid's Mom, or a pet Mom, or just have a Mom, all the good women in this world are included! My Mom is long gone, but Mom is with me every day.💖.