Although we are still three weeks away from the official day of summer, I am going to declare it summer in Colorado. Today the temperature is in the high 80s and judging by how hot our home was last night, I am guessing the temps did not drop much lower than that in the evening.
With the summer months comes bbq’s, leisurely bike rides, family time, fresh mown grass, long sunny days, lemonade and popsicle’s, road trips and afternoons spent lounging at the pool. Some people workout more to look dyno-mite at the beach and others use their precious time to spend with family. Typically, I come out of winter hibernation and use May-October as my months to explore outside while sweating as much as humanly possible.
This year is no different. A friend of mine started a website called Slambooy Fitness (last name: Lambooy. Fun play on words, right?) to share his knowledge and passion for fitness with others through his health tips, workout plans, meal prep instruction, and monthly challenges. His first challenge already has a massive following that I wanted to share with you, in case you needed some support/inspiration/challenge in your (sweaty) life. Here’s the deal:
- Run a 5k everyday in June (start today since I am just now telling you about this!)
- Post your run details on Instagram or Twitter
- Use #slambooy5kchallenge to find others that can support you
- Start your summer off by annihilating this goal!
This month I am committing to this challenge and I hope that you will too! If you need any personalized support, shoot me an email and we can cheer each other on. Happy sunny, sweaty and goal-crushy summer!
**Picture LOL: my cousin found this on a workout site and forwarded it to me. How did this person know that I rock a 10 minute pace?!**
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Day 114: Yesterday I decided to try out my first run since I have been sick. Unfortunately, my mind was feeling way more ambitious than my body and I had to change my route ten minutes into my run. I set out to run six miles and ended up only running three. My achy lungs and drippy nose gave slid me a thank you note later in the day for cutting it quits a little early.
Day 115: Today I was gone from the house over 13 hours for work combined with meetings. I got home at 8:00 pm, snacked on some cashews, sat on the couch and fought my first serious urge to give up this challenge. If it wasn’t for Mike + the newly hooked up ceiling anchor for our home TRX (that he put up today) + his “you have to Betsy” comment, then this would be a different post.
I did a 35 minute TRX video while wearing my warm socks (they’re calling for up to 24 inches of snow tonight/tomorrow, that calls for ugly warm socks) and Mike stood beside to help me figure out how to set up the straps. A few minutes into it I felt energized and excited about the possibility of eventually looking like the fitness model in the video.
Everyone has the days that they want to give up, today was mine. Subconsciously I know that I would not have given up if Mike wasn’t here, but having someone else to push me along got me to sweat faster. As I was grunting through some of the exercises I thought about ways that I cheer myself on everyday. My favorite phrases that I tell myself are simply, “you can do this” and “you want this.” They are both gentle nudges that get me to the place I want to be. So tomorrow when I am snowed into my house and have to dig a tunnel out to the street I will be saying “you want this” over and over again…
Day 107: On day 107 I went for a five-mile run from our apartment to Washington Park. I will slowly be adding more and more runs to my workouts because of a half-marathon that I am training for in May. I would like to say that the run felt fantastic, which it kind of did, but I really think that being away from the altitude for 20 days messed with my ability to run. Maybe? Or maybe that’s just an excuse. I’ll find out soon.
Day 108: Today I walked to the closest Core Power Yoga to my house. It was 60 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. I couldn’t help but think of how grateful I am for everything in my life on my walk over. The instructor, Lucinda, had instructing down to a science. It was beautiful. She started out class by talking about how we measure our lives by big events (birthdays, holidays, heartbreak, moves, etc), but it’s the moments in between that are just as important. She tied this into class by asking us to pay extra attention to the transitions in between poses. It’s in those transitions that help us deepen our practice and find happiness in our everyday lives.
Lately I have been writing a lot about being tired, feeling crappy and out of sorts. Today, Stella got her groove back. I can imagine that a yogi might read this post and say “you can’t have a best practice ever,” but that’s honestly what today felt like. My legs floated up to my hands in between flows, my front warrior leg looked parallel to the ground, my dancer felt like I was flying and my breath was powerful and rhythmic. Everything seemed like the way it was meant to be. The entire day felt like that; a graceful dance to music that helped life fall into place.
I suppose a super beautiful day in the middle of January can make life feel like that or perhaps life is trending more that way. Either way, I’ll take it!
Day 95: Yesterday it was 1 degree in Columbus, OH. To say that it was cold is an understatement. Every single time I walked outside I annoyed myself by saying “BBBBBRRRRR, IT’S FREEZING OUT HERE.” After nine hours of errand running all over town, that line got old quickly. Needless to say, we would not be using the outdoors as our gym. We started calling the local gyms to check on reasonable drop-in rates and stumbled upon the gem called the “YMCA.” Have you heard of it? Seriously, those places get overlooked and given a bad-wrap.
The one we went to gave us a free three-day trial, free sweat towels and an endless amount of grunting coming from the nearby highschool power lifters. Besides the occasional startled feeling from the aforementioned grunting, it was a great experience. I ran my first 8 minute mile (maybe ever?) and got in some lifting time. Oh and the sweat was complimentary too! I am a sucker for anything that’s on the house…
Day 96: It has been snowing in Ohio for 48 hours straight with only an inch of accumulation. I am still confused about how that can even happen, but leave it to the high-winds in corn country to make that possible.
I have a darling cousin, Ellen, who works at a uber nice gym called Urban Active. We dropped in for a workout today to squeeze in some family sweatin’ time. I did about 45 minutes of mixed up cardio and ended my workout with 10 minutes of ab work. Between the family, friends, wedding planning, moving, welcoming home and hugs, this week has proved to be the most difficult week of the challenge so far. However, by continuing to put my health first (amidst the craziness) I have been able to calm my nerves, eat out meals with the family without stress of weight gain and carve out some me/us time. All of which, I know I would not have done if I was not committed to this challenge.
Day 88: I apologize for the lack of daily blogs, but my life is overflowing with love, family, friends, food, wine, beaches and travels right now. Finding the time to write has proved difficult. Yesterday I crammed in a 53 minute worked at the Navy Fitness Center in Norfolk while Mike spent some time wrapping up his time in the Navy. I did a sprint workout on the treadmill, weight lifting circuits with a ton of ab work crammed in between sets to make it higher intensity. It was fun working out in a Naval facility, they have great cable. It makes it hard to get off a cardio machine. Seriously.
After that, we drove up to Washington, DC to spend some time with a few members of my family. My Mom, Step-Dad and brother took us out to our favorite restaurant, Central, to celebrate Mike’s return home. It was a nice reminder of why I workout as much as I do; to ensure that I can continue to eat whatever I want. Cheese puffs, mushroom risotto, lobster burger and a chocolatey desert? Don’t mind if I do…
Day 89: Today Michael and I ran 5.5 miles together from my parents house in Glover Park up to American University, over towards the National Cathedral, down around the Naval Observatory, through embassy row, ending in Georgetown for a brunch date with my friend Stacy. This was our first time running together in six months and I was able to keep up with Mike a little better than I have in the past. We stayed at a 9.15 pace for the whole time and were able to hold a conversation for the majority of the run. It’s a good feeling to know that this challenge is paying off in numerous ways. Building up my speed is definitely an added bonus. And if I continue to eat the way that I did last night, there is no amount of speed or distance that can save my waistline…
As I clicked open my blogging screen I thought, “I forgot to workout today!” and then realized that is not true. I did workout. Seriously, my brain and my heart were on a flight to Norfolk a few days ago and left my body here to fend for itself!
This morning I ran in Washington Park. It was one of those warm sunny winter mornings that made me happy to be a runner. My run had quite a few fun interruptions…I can’t tell you what they are, I’m bound by contract to keep my mouth shut! Not really, but I will be able to fill my readers in on some fun news in a few short weeks. Until then, please stick with my random posts about losing my mind and a completely future focused Betsy (until January 4th, when I finally get to see Michael).
Betsy’s body, sans brain
In my mind Denver is always sunny and beautiful. Today was a perfect example of what I think of when someone mentions Colorado; 50 degrees and perfect bluebird skies on the day before winter solstice. Hallelujah Mother Nature!
This weather is to runners what a pair of hot blonde twins are to The Situation. It made my body crave a run all day. Unfortunately I did not get that chance until the sun was going down and the temperature was back down to about 37 degrees. About ten minutes into my run I realized that my legs were moving a lot faster than they usually are. Well that, or my legs were half frozen and just felt like they were moving fast in comparison to the thick cold air. I immediately regretted not grabbing my running beanie, gloves and a face mask (yes, I run with those sometimes. Creeped out yet?).
Once I adapted to a normal stride I started gazing at the beautiful houses that face the park. My mind started wandering to a life that does not require quarters to do a load of laundry and of neighbors that do not practice playing the guitar at 11 pm every night. I think that’s part of the reason I enjoy running in Washington Park so much, the beautiful houses allow my mind to dream of the life that I know I will have. Do not get me wrong, in a few short weeks Michael and I will already have an amazing life together…but there is something wonderful about allowing my mind to get lost in the future while my body is so actively engaged in the present.
If I knew what a hashtag meant then this is what mine would be #gratefulforthepresentexcitedforthefuture Too long? Sorry, I warned you that I have zero clue how they are used!