Lil Runner Girl

“If you feel like you can go, then run. I will see you at the finish line.  Good luck! ” And with that, Olivia was off, flying.  Olivia hadn’t been training, beyond an occasional quarter to half mile jog a couple times a week. To be honest, I really thought Olivia was going to struggle…

Temp Check on 2012

Where did 2012 go? It is half over already! I made a list of goals on New Years Eve, things I wanted to work on, ways to improve my life in the new year. I felt the goals were achievable but I had no clue that 2012 would be the most transformative of my 37…

Miss Olivia

Nine years ago today, I woke a little after midnight with an upset stomach and cramping that was coming in waves. So I got up, took a shower, cleaned my house, packed my bags, and walked the dogs. I woke my husband and told him to call the hospital. We were having a baby! Nine…

Working My Ass Off

Working is getting in the way of my fitness life and it sucks. I am used to a pretty flexible, laid back kind of schedule – Saturdays off, work done by 2 pm, 3 days off a week, etc. Lots of time to be a mom AND workout. I had a great schedule and I…

Bands on the Run

I was terrified standing at the start line. Butterflies in my stomach, shaking legs, numb feet. I was a wreck.  The race started and all my fears and issues disappeared as I started to move.  I pressed play on my iPod and slipped into my groove as I started the course. Today I ran my…

Exercising the Demons

Solitude. Tranquility. Zen. Time in the pool is all of these things and more. I have spent countless hours in my life stroking up and down the pool, nothing to distract me from my thoughts other than the silento counting of laps in my head. I have planned a move across the country, changed careers,…

My Gift of Running

I was always going to get back into running, I just didn’t know it. Then it happened. My kid’s school had a 5k as a fundraiser and my 8 year old daughter Olivia was all over it, leading a playground training group at recess and all. I had no choice but to run. My expectations…