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five good things: it’s gonna be may edition

Morning, chickadees! This has been another fast-paced week, and all of a sudden, I find myself at Friday again.

Amazing.

In honor of making it until the weekend (almost), let’s talk about five.good.things:

1. Last night JW, Boo, and I went to Aus’ National Honor Society induction. We walked in late and basically ended up in the procession with the high school students. Tobin spotted us, and noted “Oh good, my brother’s here,” when he saw Boo coming. I have no actual pictures of the inductee, oh whom I am very proud (and also, how did you get to be so old, my red-headed devil?), but here’s a cute one of the “brudders” after the ceremony:

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2. Last week I booked a ticket to Dubai for a rather short work trip considering the 16 hours of flying it will take to get there.  I leave in a week.

After wading through feeling overwhelmed at the prospect of leaving Boo and going so far away and wondering exactly how many Xanax it will take for me to ward off mid-flight panic attacks, I have decided that this is actually a pretty awesome trip, and have decided to act accordingly.

Dubai, here I come.

3. I’ve been getting myself to the gym on a more consistent basis this week, which I’m hoping is the start of a good habit. I’m also hoping I don’t injure something with my attempt at swinging weights as if they’re bells.

You gotta start somewhere.

4. This weekend is supposed to beautiful, which means that maybe, just maybe, it’s actually spring. It also means grilling, playground-ing, and ditching our coats.

I’m not holding my breath, but I am excited to get out into the sunshine. I wore a dress yesterday and noticed that my skin is essentially translucent at this point.

5. When I woke up this morning, Boo wasn’t in my bed. As a sometimes we co-sleep out of desperation but it’s the worst kind of parent, this was a great way to start the day.

And with that, chickens, Boo and I are headed out into the world. Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it!

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musings from halfway through it

Several things this morning, chickens. In no particular order.

1. I love the Skimm. I used to think it was an embarrassing way to get the news because it was not serious enough, but I’m tired and can no longer look at the CNN or Huffington Post web layouts without my eyeballs hurting. As a former news junkie who then digressed to the point of getting news from elevator televisions (a low point, but guys, they still had the headlines), I find this to be a good compromise. Extra points because they explained a bunch of terrorist groups to me.

2. It’s confusing to explain what I actually do for work. Managing technology groups is never just a one sentence description, like “I’m a doctor,” or “I’m a lawyer” are. Yesterday though, I found the below video. One of my groups is a few thousand  professionals who manage unified communications technologies (phones, call centers, video communications, etc.), and I found this article/video about a new video call center technology and it also made me (almost cry):

So I work with people who try and figure out how to do things like that.

3. Because of time sucking meetings that actually left me with my head on my desk for part of the afternoon, my work out dreams were yanked out from under me at work yesterday, but somehow I convinced myself to go when I got home. My observations after a half hour jogging around a park: a) I am not the slowest person in North Center. b) I am probably the second slowest person in North Center. c) I’m cool with that, for now.

4. Theo is super into saying “bye bye” right now. This morning when JW got ready to leave, Boo grabbed his sweatshirt, started saying goodbye, and headed to the door. He was less than pleased to learn it wasn’t time to leave for daycare yet.

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5. This morning I heard a yelping coming from Theo’s room. I was about to investigate when I heard JW making the same sound. After a couple of rounds of what sounded like a cross between a dog barking and yelling, I asked what was going on.

“We’re wolves.” JW shouted.

I had no comeback for that, but JW then explained that obviously we are a Wagenschutz Wolfpack of two. 

The yelping lasted the rest of the morning. I was not invited into the wolfpack, but I think I am mostly relieved.

6. I am watching The Jinx right now on HBOGo and you guys, this shit is cray. I love documentaries, and I love crazy shit, so it’s obviously a great pairing for me. Thanks to the sixteen people who told me to watch it before I listened and also I’m sorry I said Bob kind of just seemed like a nice old man to me at first, because obviously he is insane and I am now questioning my judgment skills.

And with that, I’m off for the day.

I’ve got half a wolfpack to get ready for his morning.

Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it!

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running loops and turning pages.

What’s up, chickadillos?

I’m still on the running circuit. Yesterday I had to run twenty minutes IN A ROW which is a very long time for me at the moment. It was very difficult but I completed it with only minimal treadmill grasping and heavy breathing. I would like to thank Carly Rae Jepson for that. Throughout my jog, I kept hearing 24-year old NP giving me shit, until finally it became clear to me that she was really kind of an over achieving bitch (I mean, I don’t blame her: we all get a little bitchy sometimes) and then nearly-31-year old Nikki was able to finish up and call it a victory simply because I was still standing.

So there’s that.

Other things going on around these parts: Boo is standing on every single thing, which is making life very interesting and also very dangerous, but we’re working through that.

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I’m also deep into a very long list of books I’d like to read. I’m currently sort of towards the end of Yes Please by Amy Poehler, which is making me laugh on the train: a success. One of my favorite little nuggets so far is on careers (a topic I think people my age just get stuck thinking about maybe more than they’d like): Your career won’t take care of you. It won’t call you back or introduce you to its parents. Your career will openly flirt with other people while you are around. It will forget your birthday and wreck your car. Your career will blow you off if you call it to much. It’s never going to leave its wife.

So weird, and yet, I totally get it.

Next up: This is Where I Leave You, of which I’ve heard mixed things but need to check out myself anyway.

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I’ll keep you posted. Keep it easy, chickens.

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keeping pace with myself.

Chickadees, I’ve been running.

Which means three days a week, I’m squeezing in 30 minutes on the treadmill during work hours.

I’ve been laughing to myself, thinking of all those 1.5 hours workouts before I had a nearly-toddler to feed and play with after leaving the office.

Despite the fact that I haven’t really been on a running schedule since, oh, the fall of 2012 when my joints decided they were no longer going to do what I asked, I’ve been a little hard on myself.

I’ve been hard on myself since I can remember. When I was in middle school I didn’t make the softball team despite the fact that every other person who tried out did, and even though I didn’t (and don’t, still) even like softball, I think that moment in time pushed me to maybe harder on myself than I maybe would have been otherwise.

Yes, it’s maybe a little crazy, but chickens, so am I. We all have random moments in time that frame up who we are.

Anyway, this has trickled up through soccer, yoga, running, kettlebells, races, and yesterday afternoon, as I found myself getting a little tired during one of my circuits, I started my “self motivation” talk, which is really anything but.

You’re lucky you can even run. Some people can’t run. Two years ago, you couldn’t run. Keep moving.

Then, all of a sudden (well, not all of a sudden, maybe after 26 months of yoga practice and a little life perspective), I thought to myself, you are doing this all wrong.

Obviously.

I’m not 13 any more. I don’t have the luxury of a body that works perfectly all the time, even though I am right in that I’m lucky it works as well as it does despite the fact that I wasn’t sure it ever would.

So I switched it up, and tried being a little kinder.

This is amazing. It is amazing that your muscles are all working. You had a baby this year. You have rogue joints. You’re still moving. Good work.

Guess which one kept me going when the going got tough.

We’re halfway through the first month of this year, chickens. Plenty of time left to learn to be nicer, especially to yourself.

Keep it easy!

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bright and cold.

Morning chickens!

And welcome to beautiful, new, cold 2015.

Very cold.

Like, I’m wearing leggings under my work pants cold.

Boo seems into it, but that’s because he’s a child of the polar vortex.

I only wish I had his enthusiasm.

Anyway, now that we’ve made it past the first Monday of the year, let’s pause for a couple of things that I find interesting.

1. This article about working too hard. For some reason it spoke to me, and I feel like it’s a good time to remember that we’re not saving lives here.

Unless you are. I don’t have applicable advice for you in that case.

2. Suddenly, Theo can pull himself up to standing on any damn thing he pleases. Our days are numbered, chickadees, but man is it exciting to watch the satisfaction in his little face when he masters something new.

3. I woke up early yesterday to hit the gym at work, which I did successfully, running through another leg of my couch to 5k training (walk/run, my old, athletic self scoffs at my new self. My new self says shut-the-fuck-up 24-year old, you haven’t even made a baby yet and your joints work great).

And with that, I’m off to bundle up and keep it positive, even with a cold commute staring me down.

One moment at a time, chicks.

Keep it easy out there.

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off the blocks I go.

Ok guys.

So let’s talk about something besides the baby for a second.

Even though he’s pretty much the best.

On Friday, I decided to start running again.

You may recall, if you’ve been hanging around this blog or me in real life for awhile, that I used to be a pretty serious runner.

And then I had an RA diagnosis and a medication allergy, and I became frustrated and unpleasant and pretty much quit.

And then I found yoga and got pregnant and kind of left the running in the dust.

And then I had to nurse Theo every five seconds so he didn’t lose his shit, so that burned up another nine months.

So here I am.

Running again.

Well, run/walking, anyway.

I went during lunch (which deserves an entire post to itself, as I almost slipped and killed myself after showering, and also, I’m pretty sure my face is still red), and I started without a plan (this could be the first sentence of almost everything I do), and it took me 38:17 to run a 5k.

If I was to consult my racing spreadsheet (yes guys, I have a spreadsheet for everything), that would be an outlier in the wrong direction, but you know what chickadees, you’ve gotta start somewhere.

I can only go up.

Someone teach me how to get rid of that red face before my next meeting.

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more than a touch of grey

You guys, this gloomy weather is less  than desirable.

It made it 100% impossible to get out of bed on time this morning.

It also means I’m gonna have to hunt down a semi-functioning umbrella, or risk being soaked.

Again.

In any case, this better clear up for the weekend, because I have plans that do not include being stuck at home.

Thanks for your consideration.

Also: is it safe to shower in a thunderstorm? I mean, technically I just lived through it (I’m such a daredevil), but was just wondering if it’s a risk my mom made up or if it’s actually legitimate.

Moving on: last night included more post-work fun, heading to a happy hour to celebrate GB’s new gig, catch up with my pals, and eat tots.

All equally important components of a weeknight gathering.

Up today: a really, really important Supreme Court ruling, (pay attention to this one, chickadees), moving through lots of summer meetings, and finally, a night where my only activities include a run and hanging out on my couch.

That alone makes Wednesday a little bit sweeter, chicks.

Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it (and oh man, I hope it turns up around here soon).

 

 

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