This Week’s Gallivantin’: Rain, Rain, Go Away

While tropical storm Cindy has made her presence well-known here in the southern portion of the US; those of us in her path (and even indirect path) are beginning to research design plans for Ark building. We’ve had 9 to 10 inches of rain just in the past week and we are almost 200 miles inland! While I would love to blame all of this wet weather for my lack of running miles, I can’t. I’ve done exactly what I said I would do once the Utah Valley Half was done …..cross train through the remaining ‘dog days of summer’. However, I can give credit to the weather for encouraging me to hit the gym and lift all the weights. bitmoji-20170623113014

This week’s workouts:

  • Monday: Cycling (15 miles), 100 push ups
  • Tuesday: 100 squats and more moving
  • Wednesday: Stepmill (30 min intervals), back/bi’s/abs 
  • Thursday: Running (3 miles), 100 push ups
  • Friday: Indoor Cycling (60 min/14 miles), 100 squats/leg day
  • Saturday: Cycling (16 miles)

Totals: 45 miles cycling/3 running

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This Week’s Gallivantin’: Recovery & Regrouping

As most of you know, last Saturday, I was in the beautiful city of Provo, Utah running the Utah Valley Half Marathon (click here for the race recap) with a few other “fabulous” bloggers! We had such a wonderful time that we are already looking at future potential races for more “meet-ups”! While it took me several days to come down from my “mountain high”, I did manage to get some great cross-training in while recovering and regrouping. Let’s take a look at my week…..Recovery.png Continue reading

This Week’s Gallivantin’: Still Coasting

Last week I titled my Weekly Wrap “Coasting in to Utah” because I had been feeling a few aches, pains and niggles during my long runs and had decided to ease up and just coast on in…. so, this week, the coasting continued with only two runs and a few ‘coasting’ miles on the bike. While occasionally, I have a small moment of panic thinking that I haven’t gotten enough miles in …overall, I feel ready and I’d rather arrive in Utah with fresh legs and no niggles!

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This Week’s Gallivantin’: Coasting in to Utah

Welcome to this week’s Gallivantin’! It’s Memorial Day weekend and just two short weeks out from the Utah Valley Half Marathon! It hasn’t been a spectacular training cycle but at the same time, it hasn’t been a total train wreck either. But then again, I don’t know that I’ve ever had a perfect training cycle …is there such a thing? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until the day arrives that I cannot put one foot in front of the other ….at my age and with the injuries I’ve had in the past, I’m just grateful anytime I can cross a finish line of any distance. Yes, grateful and blessed! Running is a gift, never take it for granted. With that being said, let’s see what the past week had in store for me.Untitled design

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This Week’s Gallivantin’: Spring has Sprung!

Hello again from the sunny south where Spring has definitely sprung all over the place! The grass is green, Cherry blossoms and Bradford pears are in full bloom, the sun has been shining and the temps have been soaring up in the 80’s! However, I’ve lived long enough to know that usually there is a cold snap just before Easter and that’s still a few weeks away …so I’m bracing myself. All of this beautiful weather lends itself to some fun outdoor workouts, so let’s get right to it! Continue reading

HIIT: A Love/Hate Relationship

HateAs many of you know, I’ve been doing quite a bit of cross training lately while my cranky ankle heals becomes less cranky. With this in mind and in an effort to fire up the tired and worn out 50-year-old metabolism furnace, the hubs and I have been attending a HIIT class on Wednesday nights named “Triple Threat”. As I’ve previously stated, I personally believe that the triple threat is that it is designed to either make you puke, pass out or die. I’ve come close to all three, yet have survived to attend another class.

FriFive2I’m linking up with Running on Happy and Fairytales and Fitness for their Friday Five 2.0 link-up where I’m sharing with you 5 things I love/hate about HIIT class! Be sure to visit our gracious hostesses and other bloggers…you just never know what fun topics and helpful tips you may find!

I love that it pushes out of my comfort zone…. yet I hate getting out my comfort zone.

Yeah, you know what I mean. We all get in that rut of doing the same workouts, exercises and classes. And to be honest, it’s hard sometimes to step out of that comfort zone and try something new. However, I also find that the more I push myself to try new things, the more open I am to venturing out more and more. Who knows, maybe it’ll inspire me to try that Orange Theory class I’ve been stalking for a couple of months now. We all know one of the most popular motivational quotes out there today …”Growth occurs just outside of your comfort zone”? Well, it’s true!

love the energy in the room …but I hate the instructor.

Okay, hate is a strong word and I really don’t hate her. However, while I do find her young 20 something year old, energetic, peppy little self bouncing all around the room with the greatest of ease just a tad annoying …I do love the energy she exudes. Even though we are all drenched in sweat, gasping for air, grunting and groaning …we are pushing ourselves harder than normal because of her and it feels amazing, in a sick, twisted sort of way.

love that it challenges me physically ….and I hate burpees!if-burpee-gymmemesandmotivation-had-a-face-if-burpees-had-a-2034875 (2)

I know, I know …I sound like a broken record here, but seriously! Why does every single class HAVE to include those damn things? I suck at them. And she has us doing every variation known to mankind and none of them are easy. I don’t know if it’s because I’m old and stiff or just because they’re not a staple in my workouts ..but I have a hard time with jumping back to the squat from the push up position. I can’t seem to ever get my feet to land as close to my hands as necessary to be able to pop up as quickly as everyone else. While everyone else in the class looks like little jack-in-the-boxes popping up all around me, I look in the mirror and see an old jack-in-the-box whose spring is all stretched out and just barely ‘hangs’ over the edge of the box when the lid opens. Yet I feel like I am accomplishing something by attempting them and I’m positive that I will improve!

love that it is also a great core workout ….I hate burpees!

Notice a pattern here? Yeah, I thought you would. But seriously though …no matter what exercise we are performing, the core is engaged. Due to the high intensity, reps and the fact that there’s usually a ‘hop’, ‘jump’ and/or hand weights involved somehow …the core is being used to stabilize and help balance you. I can always feel some soreness either in my lower back or abs the next day …which is always a good thing.

love that it makes me feel like a badass ….but I hate that it makes me feel OLD.

Just being real here. I’m pretty sure the hubs and I are the oldest ones in the class. When I wonder why our peppy little instructor isn’t at all breathless or nearly as red-faced as I am,  I’m reminded of just how freaking old I am. However, when I see someone younger than me walk out mid-way through class, I feel pretty dang accomplished for just completing the class …without puking, fainting or dying. Better to be an old badass than just old!

I’ll be back next Wednesday!

Do you HIIT? Ever feel like you could puke, faint or die from a workout? Ever feel like a total badass when you out last a much younger person? Tell me about it?

xoxo,

Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one HIIT at a time!

 

 

 

Peace Be With You

It’s Tuesday afternoon and I’m just now sitting down to write my weekly recap from last week. Why, you ask? Well, the truth of the matter is that Sundays are just too hectic for us and I’m not organized enough to have it ready the Saturday before. Usually I will get it done on Monday mornings while sipping my coffee but I didn’t even take the time to write it yesterday ….I believe I have a severe case of Spring Fever and I’m loving it! It’s just too dang pretty outside to be cooped up inside on the computer. I hope you are having beautiful spring weather wherever you are and if not, I hope you see some soon!

I’m weeklywraplinking up with Tricia and Holly for their Weekly Wrap. Please stop by and visit them and all of the other incredible women that link up each week! I had a great week of workouts last week that looked something like this …

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Half marathon training is now in its second week and I’m taking it super easy, nothing fancy here. The name of this game is to just make it to Utah without aggravating my ankle and be able to actually complete 13.1 miles. And I’m good with that. Oh, I could go on and on about being frustrated that it’s taking so long for this injury to heal, that I’m not as fast as I used to be, that I’m a few pounds heavier than I was for my last half or I could even write an entire post about these dang orthotics …but I’m not. I have something else I’d like to share with you this week.

If you’ve been following me, you know that we recently moved to a new city in November. And like most runners would do, the first thing I did was to explore the neighborhood on foot …running, of course. On the edge of our neighborhood, there is a cul-de-sac which houses small businesses such as dentist, doctors, real estate offices. The first time I ran down that street I saw this in the cul-de-sac at the edge of the water….20170320_150713

…I noticed it and it struck me as an odd place for a funeral spray but didn’t have much more thought at the time. However, with each run I became more and more bothered by it and curious as to the circumstances behind it. I did happen to notice a small plaque on the ground with a name and dates engraved. It was a womans name and she was 35 years old at the time of her death. With every run, I would spend the remainder of the miles thinking about her, her family rather than my pace, tempo or niggles I may be feeling. I wondered did she leave children behind, a husband and parents. I would think how fortunate I was to be out there running, breathing in the crisp morning air, feeling my lungs fill with air and hearing the sound of my feet hit the pavement beneath me…fortunate to simply be alive. I would go home to my family and loved ones, I would be able to pick up the phone and call them to hear their voice and tell them that I love them. I would be able to kiss my husband when he walked through the door from work and I would be able to see my children. Blessings that I take for granted each day …blessings that we all take for granted each day. Many times we let anger, bitterness, discontentment and even jealousy cause strife between us and others. We refuse to forgive and offer grace to those that have wronged us and by doing so, we are only hurting ourselves and robbing ourselves of true contentment and peace. But sometimes, it’s ourselves that we are the hardest on, sometimes we just can’t forgive ourselves or let the past go and it sucks the joy of living right out of us. Let go of the past and reach for the future! Forgive yourself and forgive others, life is short and worth living to the fullest, free of anger and bitterness. One of my cousins wrote this the other day and I thought it was worth sharing….

We all lose our way at some point. Standing one minute, on the ground the next. We go from having options to flat being backed into a corner the next. One shoe after the other dropping….

The thing is, we dilute our potential when we fail to accept our past. Whatever it is. Good or bad.

That’s the beauty of the past… it’s over. Those who love you or who will come to love you will stand by you. So you’ve got a past, don’t we all bring things to the table? Don’t we all have demons we fight or have fought?

I’ve learned that if you love the heck out of people no matter what path they’ve walked, it drives people forward. And in turn drives you forward.

I don’t care about anyone’s past. I’ve got mine, you’ve got yours. Put those together and all I see is an ocean of wisdom.

Bring it, this world needs all our wisdom and love. Our younger generation needs to know that when everything goes south, that’s not the end. It just isn’t.

Turn the page of this old book called life. Torn pages, worn edges, broken spine. But such a good story.

G’night friends

– xoxo

As to the woman who lost her life at the edge of the water in my neighborhood, though I never knew her, I thank her for bringing perspective to my morning runs and I pray for continued peace for her family.

Peace be with you!

xoxo,

Finding “Fabulous” at Fifty, one blessing at a time!