I miss blogging as frequently as I did back when I started. I love this little space of mine on the internet and I wish I could pour myself into it like I did when I hated my job and needed an outlet. Now that I actually enjoy my job and am allowed a lot of creative freedom from 9-5, I don’t feel quite the same urge to create after hours. It’s a blessing and a curse.
But hey, here I am! Writing when I can and posting on Instagram when I think of it.
Brittany and I took a trip to Cabo a few weeks ago. It was my first time there and by far the most relaxing vacation I’ve ever taken. I’ve actually never been waited on hand and foot and I must say, I enjoyed it way more than I thought I would. We basically did nothing besides eat, nap, run on the treadmill, swim and read. It was a much needed reset.
Training has been going really well. I’ve run faster than I ever have in my long runs but have been struggling a bit more with the speed and tempo work this training cycle. Usually that comes pretty easily, but I think running too hard on my easy days is affecting my hard days.
This is what I warn all of my runners about. It’s so important to run TRULY easy on easy days – and sometimes when I run with friends, I know I’m running too fast. Running too fast on easy days requires more recovery and will impact your run workouts (speed + tempo runs), so you won’t see the kinds of results you otherwise would. I’m the perfect example of that right now. I choose to run with friends for the company, but if I was serious about a PR, I would probably have to do a lot more solo running so I could slow down when needed. But I know for sure my endurance is there – so there’s that.
I need to give a HUGE shout-out to one of my runners, Rachel, who ran a 3:43 marathon this past weekend (a 5 minute PR)!! She was having some serious doubts so we had a little pep talk the night before. I told her she could definitely run between a 3:40 and 3:45 and we discussed race day strategy. She stuck to the plan beautifully and walked away with an incredible race time! Rachel has so much on her plate and I am so proud of her for all the work she put in and for trusting the plan on race day. She’s a total badass and I can’t wait for the day she’s ready to go after that BQ.
With so many of my runners training for Chicago, I will have a few spots open soon – so email me if interested (email@example.com). I’d also like to welcome my newest runner, Megan, who lives all the way in South Africa! I can’t wait to see how fast and strong she becomes these next few months.
Sheri’s wedding was last weekend and we decorated the Kook (a local statue and our meeting place for morning runs) a few days before. We surprised her on a morning on run and her reaction was priceless. At her wedding a few days later, we danced our asses off and celebrated until 1am. The day was even more spectacular than I imagined. It could not have been more perfect. I seriously can’t believe it’s over – just like that!
So, I needed to take a rest day this past Sunday because my legs were just not super happy with me. I’m learning that 5 days/week of running is truly my max. I’ve attempted to push it to 6 here and there and inevitably my body pushes back. So I went to yoga instead. My friend Robin (from work) and I went to Gather – a new spot in Encinitas. My caption on instagram says it all:
So, there’s this magical little place in Encinitas called gather, where the energy is palpable and the vibration is turned way up on high. ✨Walking through the front gate is walking into your childhood home. It’s a warm, wool blanket and a steaming cup of coffee on a bone chilling day. It’s a cheesy ballad you can’t help but sing at the top of your lungs with the windows rolled down. It’s the first bite of food when you’ve waited too long to eat. A hug from a friend you’ve waited a lifetime to see.
That’s the best way I can sum it up. It’s just magical. If you live in the area, you must check it out.
Before yoga, we grabbed drinks (ginger turmeric latte for me, oat milk latte for her) from Ironsmith Coffee Roasters (the BEST) and then lunch from Eve afterwards. It was the perfect little Sunday.
At one point, I was driving down the 101, blasting music with my windows down and the ocean in the corner of my eye and I felt pure, unadulterated joy. I get this feeling frequently, and every time I do, I want to bottle it up and carry it with me for those moments that are less than joyful. But honestly, I’ll take the shitty moments as long as it means I can experience true bliss like this every so often. It’s worth it.
So, that’s what’s going on with my life. How about you? Fill me in!