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It’s crazy to think that our Ragnar and Disneyland adventures have come and gone, and last week our Indiegogo campaign concluded (with our goal being met!). Next up is the Southwest Strides’ inaugural run, our Undy 5k event, this upcoming weekend. While I’m very excited for the event I’ve once again found myself asking, “What now?” You know I always have to have something cooking in the pot!
Awesomely enough there was no time for the dust to settle before an opportunity presented itself. Just a couple of weeks ago I received an email from Columbia Sportswear inviting me to the first ever #omniten omnigames. Yes! (Not sure what this “#omniten” stuff is about? I explain it here.)
So….What does that mean? What does it entail? Where am I going? Will we be teamed up or competing as individuals? Not a clue!
Here’s what I do know…all #omniten alumni have been invited to take part in the challenge that will be held in early January. I also know that Columbia is the master of creating suspense and super rad adventures. In the past they’ve always managed to surprise us even if we’ve managed to uncover bits and pieces. In fact, while it’s fun to make guesses we have learned not to take any of our guesses seriously because we’ll be blindsided and blown away anyway.
As the date gets closer I’m sure we’ll pick up more details, like what location we’ll be flying into, but that doesn’t mean that’s where we’ll be staying of course. Columbia always seems to have something up their sleeves and they never show all of their cards until the time is just right. Mind boggling to us? Yes. But that’s how they roll.
What’s at stake? Of course pride. But we’ve also been challenged to make sure our passport is up-to-date. Per their communication, we won’t need it in January, but if we play our cards right we may need it soon thereafter. See?! Suspense!
I don’t think there are any #omniten who aren’t excited for this adventure. Who doesn’t like a challenge? But more importantly, it means another much needed reunion for our inaugural crew and the chance to meet members of the other seasons.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
From a high of 270 lbs to a low of 165 lbs for him and a high of 140 lbs to a low of 115 lbs for me it’s safe to say our bodies have been all over the place. We both ballooned after his time in the Marine Corps, got our act together, lost the weight (and then some)….
While diet was very important DH has found that when he starts running the weight just falls off. (Yeah, he’s “that guy” that women love to hate.) Unfortunately, his fibromyalgia and other ailments/injuries stemming from his time in service have become significantly worse over the past few years basically sidelining him from all running activity. He has been on multiple medications only to find that they may initially help but lose effectiveness soon after or he has a bad reaction. We’ve tried every “diet” under the sun to see if it’d help. Nope. Every so often he’d try running, make it a few days, but find that his body screams at him, making him stop.
Without running his weight has slowly crept up. Nothing close to his high weight in the past but it keeps going a smidge higher and higher. I am no where near chastising him. He’s not alone. Mine has too. While losing weight was already on our radar he had something hit him smack dab in the face. His band. Whether we like it or not, let’s face it, image sells. And as Corvus prepares to pitch themselves to a record label they have already been told, “You all need to lose some weight.” While the facts were already there, nothing like a little motivation, right?
Over the past couple weeks DH has eased his way back to running and we’re both paying more attention to our food intake too. I think DH will admit that it’s been much tougher to get back into the swing of things this time around. (Yeah, he also has a history of being “that guy” that doesn’t really have to train and can lay down mileage just like that.) Why has it been harder? Because his fibromyalgia hasn’t lessened. However, he’s come to the conclusion that because it’s lifelong problem, if he wants to lose weight and be active, he will have to deal with it. To say that it will be hard is a serious understatement.
Thankfully I was able to convince him he needed new running shoes. Hey, he’s already got enough cards stacked against him, he at least needs some decent go fasters. It only took me 3 weeks and winning a gift card from Road Runner Sports Birthday Giveaway (Have you entered yet? I had no expectations of winning and BAM! I won.) to get him to give in. Compromise and true love. I wouldn’t give my gift card to just anyone So this weekend we made a stop at Road Runner Sports Tempe and he got to have his own Shoe Dog experience like I got a couple months ago.
Most any runner will admit that the first steps are the hardest….and DH is living that right now. Chances of him running in races is pretty slim to none. It wasn’t his thing in the past so I highly doubt much will change, but I’m proud of him for getting back to it. Here’s to healthier bodies and a becoming a lean, mean, running machine….and the image that the record labels are looking for.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
Several weeks ago I saw an invite from a fellow Phoenix runner asking if anyone would like to join a Ragnar Relay team. Although I’ve never done a relay I’ve always been intrigued and wanted to join in the challenge er, fun. After doing some research I found out the invite was for a Ragnar Trail Relay race. In other words, instead of the run legs being on paved roads this is all trail based. One of my reservations when it came to running a Ragnar relay was the idea of shuttling around in a van along with the extra cost it entailed. The trail relay also means there’s no need for vans as everyone stays at a base camp, and the legs of each run are set trail routes centered on that location. So basically you get to hang out with all of the other runners, having a good time, while you wait to run. Sweet!
Unfortunately by the time I had chosen to join the team had already been locked into place and there was no room for me. BUT, thankfully there were enough individuals who wanted to join in too, meaning a secondary team was created. Fast forward a couple days….once we got our team locked in it was time for someone to step up to register our team and in the short-term foot the registration fee. I was more than happy to step up…but that also meant I’m the captain of our team. Ha! Captain Banana!
I’m super stoked about this next adventure. Not only do we have 2 kick butt teams (Some of which include my fave Cholla Chicks!) but we have yet another one in the making (hopefully!). Not to mention, many of us know other individuals who are registered under other teams as well. It’s sure to be a good time….and another challenge. In other words, another perfect choice for an adventure.
With the summer heat and the abundance of rattlesnakes I’ll readily admit I haven’t taken to the trails to run in awhile. That along with the mileage of the 3 legs being: 5.1, 5.7, and 7.7 miles (3 trails total and each runner does each trail once) I’ve got some work to do. One of my legs will be in the middle of the night….in the dark….in the middle of the desert. Add to that having to adapt not only camping for 2 days (that’s the easy part) but also being sweaty/dirty and running that mileage. While much of it will fit into the “unknown” until we’re out there, we still have some preparation to do.
First things first, it was time for new running shoes. Ya’ll know I’m a Mizuno Maniac and when I hit the trails I usually choose Wave Ascends. Sadly, the build just hasn;t been working with my feet. With the aggressive toe lift of the shoe my toes continually get caught. Even with super short nails they somehow catch and I’ve had problems with my nails actually bending and pulling away from my toes. (OUCH!) It’s an otherwise excellent shoe, just not for me. Especially with the miles I’ll be logging. With the help of Mark at iRun and trying on many shoes, I decided on the Pearl Izumi Trail N2s. I can’t get over how amazing they feel. Like a glove.
Next, we’ve got some planning to do. Making sure we have the appropriate gear and fuel is most important. Throwing this out there: While I’m sure we can get all of our bases covered we wouldn’t mind working with some brands too. Already having 2 teams locked and loaded with most, if not all, members that are active in social media, we’d love to collaborate. We would never expect you to outfit or fuel us all but anything is helpful. So hey, if you’re a brand that would like to exchange goods for exposure, we’re your teams! (Hit me up at BananaBuzzbomb@yahoo.com)
With awards such as “Best Campsite” not only do we have to make sure we prepare for appropriate fuel and gear but we need to up our game for a team theme along with decorations. I have no doubt in my mind that this alone will be a blast. Now, to decide on a theme so we can then get to working on decorations and costumes…..
And lastly, and most importantly, I’ve got to get back to the trails and get my mileage back up there. After getting my shoes yesterday you bet I was on the trails bright and early this morning. (Oh how I love the trails…) I’m still trying to figure out how my regular trail at “my” mountain has turned to sandy/gravel since my last visit (in other words, it was a tough run.) but I guess that will just help me train harder, right?
Here’s the the fun and challenge of my next adventure!
PS If you’re also training for Ragnar, or just wanting to hit the trails, come on out for our training runs. Nothing fancy, just people getting together to run. All are welcome and be sure to invite your friends!
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
As I stated in my post about beauty, over the past few years I’ve made it a point to reduce my dependence on items that aren’t necessary to survive. One of those things would be the use of makeup. Ever since that post and the inevitable lifestyle change as I become a Rock Star Wife, I’ve been thinking about a lot of stuff lately….specifically makeup and fashion.
It’s safe to say I’m pretty darn comfortable in my own skin and thankfully my husband loves me just the way I am. However, I can’t be going to shows looking like a hot mess or hag, right? Enter my newest “project” for myself…attempting to master the application of make up. Keeping it real, I’m not doing this for anyone but me. (Remember D prefers me WITHOUT makeup) Even if I can make this happen, chances are 9.9 times out of 10 you’ll still find me without makeup. But we both agree that it wouldn’t hurt to spice things up a bit here and there. Not to mention, I’ll take any help I can get at fending off his admirers
Makeup has never been my thing. As a teenager I was never one of those girls that would sit in her room applying makeup. The extent of my daily makeup routine would possibly be powder foundation, maybe blush, and a touch of eye shadow. I never touched eyeliner or lipstick. The first time I ever wore eyeliner was for my wedding almost 11+ years ago and someone else applied it. So as you can see I literally have no base when it comes to makeup application skill.
To add to the challenge I want all products I use to be cruelty-free. Thankfully there are companies that produce cruelty-free makeup. The downside: there aren’t many, they tend to be more expensive, and even if the brand is cruelty-free the parent company sometimes isn’t (big gray area but I want to try my best to avoid supporting those companies)
As of now I’ve turned to YouTube videos in attempt of learning some application techniques. It’s always fun to realize I’m learning to apply makeup by girls that are half my age. I swear no matter what technique I try it all looks the same too. Goodness, I need some serious help. What I need is a makeup artist to sit down and teach me one-on-one. Shoot, at this point I’d settle for the basics. Maybe one day we’ll have enough money so I can hire a stylist/makeup artist. Seriously, how rad would that be? Never say never….
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
I’ll admit that lately I’ve felt like a broken record in my blog posts. But, this is what’s my life. These are the thoughts that roam around in this brain of mind. I’ve written about passions and this is somewhat circling the same idea.
Recently at work we’ve been asked to work on our individual development plans. In a nutshell, you make a goal, break down what steps you’re going to take to get there, and state how you’re going to measure the success. Given I’m a temp employee it’s not necessary for me to have one. At the same time it’s not a bad idea to create one since we’re trying to prove my worth in hopes of making me a permanent employee. What better way than to make a goal and blast it out of the water, right? Which leads me to what should be on my plan? The million dollar question.
Our meeting today consisted of how to create a plan to suit our needs and desires. The core of the discussion was, you need to choose something that you want to do, that motivates you, or you won’t follow through on the plan….of course it also needs to benefit the company in some way. I’ve got that, but there are some issues.
Number one, I’ve come to the recent realization that my creative side sucks. Give me a goal and I’ll make it happen. Have me come up with a goal and I’ve got nothing. Even when it comes to blog writing I often have issues. I love trouble-shooting and thinking outside of the box, but only when dealing with numbers and hard facts. Make sense? Coming to this realization actually made me feel quite sad. Almost like I feel that I’ve been spoon-fed for too long??
Number two, I am really enjoying my job. At the same time, over the past few years I’ve worked at separating myself from my job. When I do work I’m present in the moment, but at the same time it’s just my job. I want to enjoy my profession, but it doesn’t necessarily define who I am. Some people seek out, making their passions their jobs. Although this would be fantastic that’s not where I am nor where I necessarily want to be. I’ve already hashed that out.
Number three, quite frankly, I don’t really know what I want. Wait, that’s a lie. I do know what I want, because I already have it. It isn’t a thing you can touch or something that is earned. It just is. And that is happiness. And right now, I’m happy. At this point in my life I want to live with passion but not attachment. I just want to be.
A huge issue I have yet to really figure out is managing the balance of making things happen and letting them happen. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I can’t just sit around and expect things to fall into my lap, yet at the same time I don’t want to constantly be gunning for the next best thing. Especially when I’m already happy. In darn near every work model the goal is to make it to the next level, and then the next, and next….all the way to the top. Everyone wants to be bigger, better, faster, smarter, richer…the list goes on. (something else I’ve discussed)
That’s the old Heidi. I was always the driven person with a plan. I knew where I was going, how I was going to get there, and when I was going to get there. I’ve written about this as well. It’s been tough to let that go. But now that I have allowed myself to do so I feel like I’m constantly being challenged to bring that old mindset back into my life. Trust me, I don’t want to, but how do I remain true to myself when the world is attempting to shove me into a mold? I was never made to fit into a mold.
I too want to be a better person, but better in a much different way.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
I’ve already written my full Omniten Reunion recap, however, I pretty much glossed over the entire idea of completing the challenge I presented myself. To rehash the challenge a bit: Back in 1995 I broke my femur skiing. Obviously I’m walking and living a pretty normal life with few complications today, but at only 12 years of age it was a pretty tough experience for me. I have since been skiing but it’s been years so I knew I needed to get out and hit the slopes again.
Let’s be real. I’ve never will I be some world class skier or even take to black diamond or double black diamond slopes. I didn’t expect all that much of myself and made sure that made known to my fellow Omniten my lack of experience.
D-Day came and it was time to get gear up. First, I don’t remember ski boots being that uncomfortable. Mind you I had to rent so it’s not as though the gear was custom fit, but something tells me I don’t think I’d ever call ski boots comfortable. I made sure to click in to my skis on flat land, but was pleasantly surprised how many things came back naturally. You know what they say about riding a bike, right? Same deal. From what we could tell Alta didn’t have any “bunny hills” for me to test out my ol’ skills so we headed immediately toward the lifts. Cue my severe anxiety. No worries, the Omniten said, “You can just ride the lift down if necessary.” Ha, now that’d be funny. I wouldn’t look like a tool for doing that
With the exception of 2 steeper sections I was pleased by the mild incline of the hill. First run of the day + no crashes = whew. I had my mojo back. Not that I ever really had mojo. For the sake of being smart I stuck with green runs all day and was quite content. They provided enough challenge but not too much anxiety that left me feeling I had conquered my challenge.
Unfortunately for me they next day at Solitude didn’t go quite so well. My initial plan was to once again stick with green runs but with the encouragement of the Omniten I went ahead and loaded a lift for a blue run. I tried not to think too much about it but I gotta say as we were heading up in the lift I regretted my decision. Standing at the top, ready to descend, my heart was in my throat and all I wanted to do was vomit. With the assistance of Katie I attempted my descent. Before I knew it the same scenario as back in 1995 unfolded before my eyes. For some reason I’ve never been able to master getting away from the “pizza technique”. In other words, even when traversing the mountain I tend to stay in the wedge/pizza position out of fear of speed. Even in the wedge position I pick up speed, which then leads to my skis crossing, which in turn leads to crashing. And that’s exactly what happened.
Skis crossed, body whips around, ski releases, and I go spinning down the hill. All I could think was, “No pain. No pain. No pain…..” I was waiting for the pain of a broken leg to hit. I know some people say it’s hard to remember such immense pain. That’s not the situation in my case…I remember that pain. Thanks to the other kind skiers heading down the hill I was reunited with my ski and asked if I was ok. I shook it off slid down the remainder of the section on my butt, tried to regroup, but the damage was done. My occipital lobe was pounding and my ego was bruised.
Blame it on the adrenalin or pain, but I knew I needed to find a peaceful corner to shed a few tears and digest what just happened, so I did just that. After some time I hit up the bunny hill to once again prove to myself, “I can do this!” but couldn’t help but still feel defeated.
While at lunch the Omniten discussed the situation. Almost everyone agreed that I needed to head up at least one more time so that I could feel at peace with the situation. We all agreed I didn’t need to take on a blue hill, but I needed something more than the bunny hill. So we did just that. I quickly learned that with the exception of a few catwalk sections the green run was more like a blue run. Not good. Needless to say I spent the majority of my descent side stepping or sliding on my butt. There was even a portion where I found myself thigh deep in powder due to attempting to walk the descent while carrying my skis. In other words, the run was not successful.
I see this as a huge learning experience.
Not all green hills are created equal…especially when your only experience is the mountain-less slopes of Ohio.
There is a fine line between pushing yourself/stepping outside your comfort zone and realizing your limits. With the encouragement of my Omniten Family I started to push my limits. Normally I’m all for being adventurous, pushing yourself, and stepping outside your comfort zone. In this case I should have been more conservative. In no way am I blaming my friends. I made my decisions, but in my heart and mind I knew the limitations of my skill level and should have listened to my mind and heart.
Where does this leave me? Initially I wasn’t sure and must admit that I was pretty bummed out and felt defeated. But when I think of it, I did what I went to do….get up on skis again. That’s considered success in my book.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
The first Omniten Reunion was pretty darn fantastic! As usual, I’m having a hard time putting into words the experience. After our Sedona/Havasu trip in June we had hoped to reunite in the future. I’m not unsure if anyone really thought it’d happen. Thankfully we were able to personally come together and make a reunion happen, even though some could not attend. (No worries! I’m sure there will be more.)
Upon my arrival I was greeted at baggage claim by Heather and Katie. We then headed over the neighboring terminal to grab Jon. Gotta love when flight schedules coincide. After a few quick hugs we ventured out into the COLD weather (Holy crap, did I really ever live in this sort of climate?!) to be met by Will, ready to start our short road trip to Park City.
Will was volunteered for the task of organizing this adventure and to say he delivered is an understatement. Our lodging alone spoke for itself. I’ve always hoped to vacation in a lodge such as Timber Wolf Lodge and it finally happened.
Fireplace? Check. Hot tub? Check. Classic wood/cabin furniture? Check. Warm and welcoming? Check. Kick butt entertainment set up? Check. Pots, pans, dishes, and other kitchen utensils? Check. It was all that I had hoped. You better believe I chose to sleep on the couch and fell asleep by the light of the fireplace each night.
Once settled in we made our way to the market to grab all of our food necessities for our time in Park City. We kicked off our first evening with a gourmet meal from Will and called it an early night.
We woke up early the next morning in hopes of hitting the slopes at opening. After Jon and I grabbed our rentals at Park City Sport (High five to them. We almost didn’t acquire rentals for our lack of planning. They were super nice and understanding. Not to mention, they didn’t make me feel like a tool for my lack of knowledge.) we headed to Alta.
That would be the look of fear captured by Katie
I knew this, but wow, ski resorts out west are nothing like Ohio. Those aren’t just hills. Those are mountains. There are no words to describe the beauty.
Photo Courtesy of Heather
After taking a brief moment to take it all (brief, because it was flippin’ cold! I don’t know if I’m meant for cold weather anymore…), it was time to face the challenge I set before myself well over a year ago. That’s when the nerves kicked in. How in the world was I going to survive on these little toothpicks? Alas, I did it. First run of the day + no crashes = success. Woohoo!
Photo courtesy of Katie
Another photo from Heather
After several hours of runs we took a brief lunch and then headed back for a few more runs before calling it a day. The second half of the day was filled with even more beauty as we were surrounded by falling snow. So peaceful.
Alta is a pretty sweet mountain. The slopes were perfect for my lack of experience and I really fell in love with all it had to offer. Unfortunately those that are looking to snowboard must head to another mountain since it’s only open to skiing. However, the variety of green, blue, black runs provided enjoyment for the varying skill levels in our group.
We finished up the day with a quiet night in the lodge since the next day called for more skiing!
Day 2 of skiing lead us to meeting up with another member of the Omniten, Steve, and took us to Solitude. A bit quieter than most mountains, Solitude lives up to it’s name. With the sun shining and the snow falling consistently throughout the day, it was as though diamonds were falling from the sky. Can’t beat that. Unfortunately for me day 2 didn’t go as well as day 1 (more on that in the future). Even so, it was another beautiful day on the mountain.
That evening we had several Blends (blog +friends) come to our lodge to celebrate New Years and have dinner.
I love meeting blends in real-life. Heck, these are some of my best friends, so it’s always great when the opportunity arises. After dinner we hit downtown Park City to ring in the New Year.
The next day called for sleeping in, eating lots, checking out more of Park City, playing cards, and even some dancing. Before we knew it, nighttime had once again come and it was time to call it a day.
As expected, our final morning together was filled with cleaning, packing, and goodbyes. As always, time flew by faster than we imagined. Could it really be time to head home?
2012 was filled with adventures and experiences that were out of this world for me. 2 life-changing experiences included my Omniten family. In our short times together they’ve seen me at my highest and also at my lowest. They’ve provided inspiration to pursue my adventures and kind words or a shoulder to cry on when I’ve stumbled (both literally and figuratively) through these adventures. I really couldn’t imagine my life without them.
To friends and future adventures!
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
After going back and forth on what races to run this winter in Arizona I think I have a game plan. Ya’ll already know I completed my first race and the Phoenix Color Me Rad 5K is next. Last week I registered for the Fiesta Half and I really want to run the Lost Dutchman and/or Phoenix Half Marathon (Have yet to sign up for either). My plan is to continue sprinkling in some of of the remaining XTerra Arizona Trail Race Series races and I haven’t ruled out registering for a late spring race possibly in California. By then my race funds will probably have dried up but I can always hope, right?
I had a very hard time deciding between the Tucson Half versus the Fiesta Half. Ultimately price and location are what sealed the deal for me. Unfortunately with me going back and forth for so long I didn’t even realize I should be training for prospective races I wanted to race. So instead of starting at Week 1, I had to jump in at Week 4 of my training plan. Whoops.
Now, I gotta share a “keeping it real” moment. As time goes on my runs in Arizona have not really gotten much easier. Let me clarify. My runs have NEVER been easy no matter what my location. What I mean is that lately things just haven’t been clicking. Have you ever gone through a running/workout funk? I’m not talking about when your heart’s not in it, but when everything seems to be working against you. That’s where I am. I have the zest for running and training, but I feel like my shoes are full on concrete, my gear is rubbing in all the wrong places, and I’m struggling to with each step to keep forward momentum. In other words I feel like I’m revisiting my not so pleasant days of training for Rev3CP. What’s the deal?! I’ve trained for these distances before. Have I gotten soft and blocked from my memory how hard training really was?
For the past year I’ve tried mixing things up to get the fun back in my run. As I sit down and think about it, am I lacking fun in my run? No. I have the enthusiasm and drive that I had when I initially started running. I don’t hold any goals or expectations over my head so I really have no worries. I’m beginning to wonder if it isn’t really a mental issue, but a physical problem(s) that I’m having. Improper fueling, inadequate hydration, or maybe the wrong gear. I have no clue.
I am in no way a world-class, superstar athlete, but when it feels like almost every training session for close to a year has whipped your butt, that’s a pretty major blow to your ego. Mind you, this past Sunday the skies cleared and the stars align for an almost perfect 8 mile run. There was really no rhyme of reason to my preparation and I was initially dreading it, thinking I’d do poorly, and then things just clicked. What?! No clue…at all. Here’s to more runs like that!
In the meantime, at least I have nice surroundings and a great view.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
A couple weeks ago I posted a list of several races I’m interested in running. One of those included running one of races in the XTerra Trail Run Arizona Series. Quite honestly when I included it in my post I thought it was a long shot and said, “Maybe next year….”
As you know, one of the points of us moving to Arizona was to live lives full of fun and adventure. For several years I’ve wanted to try out trail running. Although I’ve run a trail race but it was in the flat lands of Ohio. Coming out to Arizona is totally different territory.
Thanks to the kind folks at Mizuno I was hooked up with some new Wave Ascend trail shoes about a month ago.
Unfortunately I’ve been unable to put them to use. That all changed this weekend….
After the chatter on the Cholla Chicks, a local running group, message board I had an itch I just had to scratch and signed up for my first ever 8K trail training run. Mind you, the longest distance I’ve ever run in Arizona is 5K.
As I drove to Estrella Mountain, yes mountain, at 5am Sunday morning I was giddy with excitement. Could I do this? Was I going to die? Not to mention I was excited to officially hook up with some of the Cholla Chicks. No matter what was going to happen I knew I would at least have the gorgeous moment of seeing the sun rise over the hills.
By 5:45a the parking lot was buzzing with about 20 runners and I found Sue, Michelle, Jennifer, and Abby of the Cholla Chicks. After my quick disclaimer of, “I’ve never done this. Feel free to leave me in the dust.” We were on our way. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I could keep pace with them. Whew! The easy conversation took over and before we knew it we were at the 4 mile mark, the deciding point of going the short or long distance of the trail. Sue used her magical powers to convince us to go long. Just like that, my 8K trail run turned into 20K. I was game!
Just like the first half of the run, the conversation took over. It allowed me to get to know the girls and kept the time moving. After a few stumbles, a couple stops for photos, Jennifer and Michelle taking falls, and walk breaks, the parking lot came into view. We had made it. Did I just run/hike 12 miles?! That’s the longest I’ve run in a LONG time…not to mention, it was in mountainous/dessert terrain. Hot dang.
Was it a challenge? Yes. Am I sore? Yes. Did I succeed? Yes. Did I love it. YES! This trail running stuff rocks.
But my crazy idea doesn’t end there. Today’s run was a training run for the first XTerra Race in their series….the one on my running wishlist. Guess it’s not such a long shot anymore, eh? With that being said, I’ve decided to sign up for my first official big girl trail race. In 2 weeks I’ll once again be out running Estrella Mountain. Given that I’ll be running alone I’ve chosen to go with the 8K distance and am saving the 20K for another time.
I’ve been keeping this a bit of a secret since luck hasn’t been on my side when it’s comes to signing up and actually running races lately, but I’m pretty darn stoked about this. Fingers crossed I stay healthy between now and then.
A huge thank to the rockin’ Cholla Chicks! Thanks for encouraging me to push my limits and do what I came out to Arizona to do…be adventurous. I look forward to many more runs and races with you!!
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
Something you need to know about me is that my life moves at warp speed. With the moniker “Buzzbomb” I’m sure you could’ve guessed that. Never a dull moment, that’s for sure! I actually love that my life moves so fast but I do need to remind myself often to stop and smell the roses. I’m taking a moment to do so by sharing with you all the exciting things going on right now.
For those that actually read my blog from the webpage and not a reader you may have notice a sparkly new badge on my sidebar. I’m proud to say that last week I was accepted into the Arizona Bloggers Network. This is a network of female bloggers, over the age of 21, who share their interests, life, and passions through a blog. Yep, I fit into all of those categories! What better way to find more blogs, meet new people, and learn all about the happenings around Arizona? Pretty stoked about this.
Remember when I told you about What Inspires Me To Sweat and asked you to share my post in hopes of earning free registration to Inspiration & Perspiration in Las Vegas? Well, I was one of the lucky ones chosen to attend for free! Thanks for your help!! This is quite exciting as this conference sounds AMAZING. Not to mention, I’ve never been to Vegas before. You know what would make it even better? If you registered and came too! It’s sure to be a great time.
I think I have narrowed down my list of what races I want to do this winter. I’m not ready to announce my tentative plans just yet, but trust me when I say I’ve got my thinking cap on. In the meantime, thanks to Ashley and Color Me Rad, I’m going to have a little fun in November. What’s that you say? You say you want to join me in some fun? That’d be awesome since I have no one to run this race with yet and I think it’d be much more fun to run with someone or even better, a group. Sign up and let’s have some fun!
My last bit of excitement that’s going on is that planning for an Omnfriend Omniten reunion is currently underway. If all goes as planned I will be heading up to Salt Lake City come January to not only meet my challenge that I’ve so far unsuccessfully conquered, but also hang with some of the raddest people I know.
Even living life at Buzzbomb speed I’m absolutely grateful for all that’s going on. What exciting is going on in your life right now?
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)