Monday, October 14, 2013

You're an Overcomer

Wow, so yeah... I guess we've all fallen off the wagon more times than we'd care to count, but this time, I feel like I was sucker punched and drop kicked right off that wagon and straight into a ditch. It's been a little rough lately! BUT, I'm here to tell you that I scraped, clawed, and drug my tired butt out of the ditch!

Yesterday was my first withdrawal symptom free day since tapering, and inadvertently cold turkey quitting, my anti-depressant pills about 10 days ago! Hallelujah! PTL! I've also only run once in about 3 weeks, which is CRAY! This sports hernia business has been lingering around much longer than I thought/hoped it would. For real, it sucks! I'm just in such a better mood (even though I bitch and moan about the heat) when I run. Or maybe this has all been my master plan all along, get the hubs to the point that he's begging me to go run and is more than happy to let me splurge on some new kicks if it makes me more pleasant to be around ;) seriously though, I am totes getting some new shoes today (second pair ever of REAL running shoes)! Pretty pumped to get back at it and go H.A.M. on all my runs between now and my half next month, but I've gotta be real honest, I don't know how attainable my sub 2 goal is at this point :( I'm thinking I should adjust my time goal to something more realistic, like 2:10, but we'll see how everything plays out in the next couple weeks. In the mean time, I keep these lyrics from Mandissa in constant rotation in my head...

Got so much on your mind
Nothing's really going right
Looking for a ray of hope

Whatever it is you may be going through
I know He's not gonna let it get the best of you

You're an overcomer
Stay in the fight ‘til the final round
You're not going under
‘Cause God is holding you right now
You might be down for a moment
Feeling like it's hopeless
That's when He reminds You
That you're an overcomer

You're an overcomer

Everybody's been down
Hit the bottom, hit the ground
Oh, you're not alone
Just take a breath, don't forget
Hang on to His promises
He wants You to know

The same Man, the Great I am
The one who overcame death
Is living inside of You
So just hold tight, fix your eyes
On the one who holds your life
There's nothing He can't do
He's telling You

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

This Girl is on Fi-ya... and ice

Sorry I've been MIA this past week, between party planning and being a parent to the spawns of satan the most precious angels ever, it has left me with little time for blogging. This past week may go down in history as one of the most challenging weeks we, as a family, have endured to date! And if you  know anything about us, you know that says a lot!
First, J was on-call all week, and it suuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkeeeeeeedddddddd! He was getting paged ALL.NIGHT.LONG, EVERY.SINGLE.NIGHT! It's the kind of on-call week you pray will never happen, but it did. On top of that, J started getting sick on Tuesday, annnnnnnd is still sick today. So you can imagine what a wonderful person he was to be around all week.
And really both of us, as we tend to take on the mood of the other person, and then the kids feed into that, and it's just a train wreck. Add to that me tapering off my anti-depressants (which I was finally able to do now that my hormones have leveled off, I could go on and on and on about how much I hate how uneducated my doctor was when he put me on these pills, but that's for another day). It's not that weaning myself made me extra emotional or anything, they just literally zap me of ALL energy and make me feel like I drank an entire bottle of Nyquil, I can never seem to wake up, it totally sucks!
I was also nursing a groin injury after my 10 mile run on Sunday (well actually, it had already been bothering me for a couple days, but I ran anyway). Throw a couple crazy toddler in the mix, and you've got yourself a nice little craptastic week! Seriously, was it a full moon all.week.long? It sure felt like it at our house! On Saturday, we put Max down for his nap and yada yada yada, we spent the afternoon scrubbing poop of the walls, curtains, carpet, train table, hot wheels..... So yeah, we now have a poop story to add to our repertoire. Fun times.
So, when last I wrote, I had just killed a 45 min tempo run and lifted weights. I'm not sure exactly when it occurred, but at some point early last week, I strained my groin, or maybe it's a sports hernia, I just don't know for sure. What I do know is that it hurts, and it's really annoying. I really wanted to take it easy and let it rest and heal before I did anything to injure it further (I should note that this is my first injury since I started running in June of last year). So, I skipped my scheduled 5 mile pace run on Friday, rested on Saturday, and ran 10 miles on Sunday. It was supposed to be 11 miles, but I didn't want to make us late for church, it was a total game time to decision to go for a run, but with the weather we had that day (60 freakin degrees yo!) I could NOT pass up perfect running weather, strained groin or not! So I ran at a 9:47 pace - what what! HOLLA! If you can't tell, I'm pretty pumped about that pace! I was all This girl is on fi-ya! Seriously, it was an AH-MAZE-ING run! That last mile or so, I was really feeling the groin and it started to slow me down. I made the decision to rest for the whole week and just ice and stretch, ice and stretch, and hope it would be enough.

Today was my first run in over a week! The lack of running and working out likely had a little something to do with my foul mood all week, and I am so glad to finally be able to lace up and hit the pavement again! It wasn't too awful today, 74 degrees, but there was 100% humidity - nothing like the feeling of running in a vat of soup! I was supposed to do 5 miles, but only made it 4 before I started to feel some pain, so I listened to my body and stopped. My pace was right at 9:41, not horrible, but I can definitely see and feel a difference when you take a week off! Right now, I cannot even wrap my brain around running 26.2 miles, and I'm really starting to doubt my ability to do this. I just have to keep telling myself that I never thought I could run 13.1 miles, but I did. And I CAN and I WILL do the marathon! I'm thinking about moving right on into marathon training this month. My half isn't until November 17th, but my full is in February, so I just want to give myself plenty of time to build up that endurance.
Let's see... in other news, Jason and I are in the middle of the FPU (Financial Peace University) class at our church, and we are LOVING it! I have never been so excited about spreadsheets and budgets before in my life! Such an eye opening and awesome course - you should all totally find out if there is a class being offered in your area! Can I just tell you, I CANNOT wait to get this stupid medical debt paid off! I HATE forking over so much money to our credit card company every month!
Other things we did this weekend... Thomas the Train (totally LAME but the kids loved it), Max's first soccer game, which apparently Max thinks the object of the game is to tackle anyone with the ball and/or to pick the ball up and hand it to the cute girl on the other team because well, she wanted it, seems like a valid reason!

Naturally, everyone has their eyes open and smiling at the camera when the photos are $15 each!
Max warming up for the big game!

Max... on the ground... after tackling his teammates
I'm so sad that I am going to miss his soccer game this weekend, but am super pumped about going on my first women's retreat. Almost 3 full glorious days away. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?!

I hope you all have a fabulous week!