Wednesday, July 18, 2012
It's amazing what a little "me" time can do. Thats exactly what I did today after a less than thrilling Wednesday. I went to get my hair done, and I feel like not only did I get a new look, but it was like a therapy session.
It's amzing how you can walk in somewhere full of the days stress and leave like a new person. Some blonde highlights, a cut and blow dry and I feel like a whole new woman! I walked out of that salon and my whole mood was different.
I think it may be key for me right now. I need to remember to take care of myself, even if it is a little pampering. It can make all the difference in the world. I think I'm ready to take on the last 2 workdays and one more day of training before my 5K on Saturday (I'm hoping to PR, fingers crossed!)
Monday, July 16, 2012
Today was surprisingly not like a Monday. I was determined to approach the day with a sense of calm; not let the little things bother me, and keep calm no matter what the day seemed to bring. There were many trials though-work load, people at work, even the customers themselves. However, I managed to stay stress free. I'm determined to keep calm and hopefully that will affect my stress and headaches.
On top of that, I managed to get two workouts in today. I'm helping a friend train for her first 5K, so we've been meeting at 6:30 for morning runs. Then after work, I went to Timed Exercise (a new gym/bootcamp I've been going to) and did a 30 minute boot camp.
I dont know if it was the two workouts or my determination not to have a bad day, but either way what could have been a manic Monday, turned out to be pretty mundane; I'll take it!
Sunday, July 15, 2012
So lately, a certain someone who I happen to share my home with has been asking about my blogging. I'm not sure where his sudden interest came from, but for whatever reason it got me thinking...
I started by asking myself why I started this blog to begin with. I lost a friend 2 1/2 years ago, and running seemed to be the only thing I could control. With everything spinning out of control around me, the running kept me sane. I remember running and crying with every step. It was a release and as time goes on, running has become something I love and enjoy doing. It will always remind me of that tough time in my life, but back then thats what it was for me. I ran for my life and my sanity, and for a sense of control.
Now, I feel like I dont have much to say. I feel like I've lost my voice with this blog. Alot of time has passed and now running is something else. I'm at my goal weight, and I enjoy doing different races, but I dont need it for the same sense of control. So I'mnot sure what point this brings me to, except that now I'm trying to find my voice. I'm not sure what route this blog is going to take, but I'm determined to keep blogging and find out!