Even Yoginis Get Sick

Its hard to keep a good woman down...and tonight I'm down.  I even cancelled my yoga classes tonight.

What has me down? Stomach blues and headache woes. Hubster had it yesterday ...logic would say I got it from him.  Thanks honey!

My stomach blues are subsiding but ended up taking my migraine medication a bit ago.  Though its helping some its not going away.  I hate migraines!

Hope I get better so I can go to work tomorrow!

What a weekend!

Yesterday was beautiful.  I picked up my mother in law and we had our usual Saturday outing to the grocery store then out for lunch.  Me with my customary bowl of soup and her with her 1/2 of a hot pork sandwich.  She was hungry cuz she gobbled it up in no time flat.  She needs it..I think she weighs 100 lbs IF she is lucky.

I had planned to go to the gym, but then my nephew Blaine called and asked "what are you doing?"  When he says that, I always know he really doesn't care what I'm doing, but rather how he can relay to me that what he wants to do is far better than anything I may have planned.  It worked. 

I picked Blaine up and up to WalMart we went to cruise the aisles for my much needed household items. While, I might add, he chatted me up and down the aisles.  My guy so likes to talk!  But he had me in stitches when he asked me, "Do you need any Red Solo Cups?"  I lost it right then and there!  Of course, he was said it innocently as we were standing right by the red Solo cups. LOL  I, however,  was reminded of the song "Red Solo Cup" by Toby Keith and started to sing "commence to party."  (Those of you who know me well KNOW that I do NOT sing! but that moment dictated that I step outside my comfort zone!) LOL  It was priceless because he started laughing...as did the other three people standing beside us! 

From there we went up to IDK for a beer.  And heck...why not hot wings and french fries too!  We were there anyways!  He is so well known that I swear half the patrons of the IDK said "Hey Blaine" as we walked in.   I dropped him off at my sisters place as they were going to watch the KU (Kansas University) basketball game.  Peggy, of course, has loyalties to the team because Karen did her Masters through KU.  I left them alone to drink and holler at the TV, refs, players and anyone else that was causing KU to be behind in the game.  Their rantings and yelling musta worked cuz KU pulled it out of their asses in OT.  Way to go Jayhawks!

Needless to say, getting to the gym didn't happen.  But when the diversion is Blaine, I'll gladly give up the gym anytime!
Today, I PLANNED on going to the gym this afternoon, but this stupid thing called SNOW arrived in the north land.  Epic Fail!  So here I am, updating my blogs, cooking a nice ham dinner, listening to music and giving my body a much needed break from exercise for a few days (that's my story and I'm sticking to it!)

I'll prepare for the week ahead in a couple hours but for now, I'm relaxing and thinking good thoughts. 

Lazy Sunday's are good once in a while.  I need to remember to take more of them.

It decides..

To snow...now?!  Don't know what to think about this.  Moisture is good but I'm not liking this stuff so much.  At least I don't have to be out in it feeding cattle or shoveling side walks or anything.

Other than the white stuff, the day is going good...busy but good.  Thursdays are actually one of my favorite days...its a prelude to the weekend! Duh!

Agenda tonight is to survive my training session with Jayme who promised to kick my ass.  I trust him to do it too!

Im going to eat my nutritious yet unsatisfying lunch now!  Have a great day.

Brick by Brick

Ok, so most of you blog stalkers know me as a procrastinating perfectionist.  What is it again?  Definition by Sherry is as follows: "If I can't do it right, and in my time frame, I don't do it at all."  Makes perfect sense to me.  Or did.  Until recently.

I'm trying to run.  (Trying being the operative word!).   I do well in the gym.  Outside...ya, not so much! 

I went for a leisurely stroll around the park yesterday.  I was frustrated because I couldn't find my stride, I couldn't breathe "right", and it didn't feel good to me at all.  Here is where the "procrastinating perfectionist" rears it's ugly head.  Because I couldn't do it the way I WANTED or BELIEVED it should be, I wanted to give up.  See me...I want it and I want it now!! (Ok, so I'm also an impatient procrastinating perfectionist!) :)

Thank gawd for friends though!

I've read many of my "athletic" or "runner's" facebook posts (shout outs to Rick, Travis and Brittanyand Glenn) as they always talk about building on the run, improving on their time, building up their stamina and their endurance.  They build on their runs brick by brick.  Minute by minute, mile by mile, one footstep at a time.

A friend recently said to me, "running should be fun, it's just natural movement".  Hmmmm.  That made me stop and think for a bit (Ok, I was gasping for air at the time so it seemed perfectly fine to me that I should stop and think while gasping!)  :)

I remember when, as a child, I would burst in to a run and pick a destination and just laugh with joy when I got there.  Ok, so maybe I was with other kids and it was a race, but I remember it being fun!  I never thought about it, I just did it. 

My trainer Jayme (hey, if you're reading this...Hi!" ) says all the time to me, "Get after it and do it Sherry!". 

Perhaps that's the same mentality I need to apply to the run.  Don't care about how many strides I need to take before I can breath, don't think about how far I'm going, how fast I'm going, or how I look as I'm doing it.  Just go out and have fun.  If I run for the pure joy of running, maybe everything else will fall in to place.

On the sister blog: www.betterlifethroughyoga.blogspot.com  I talk about the living moment and enjoying those moments of pleasure that take on a life of their own.  Maybe, just maybe, I need to take my own advice.  Instead of worrying about the run, maybe I should take note of the wind in my hair, the breeze on my face, the crispness of the cold air in my lungs and the sound of my feet hitting the pavement. 

When I live in the moment, that is when things are built, "brick by brick".

I did it!

I didn't say the words "I can't" to my trainer tonight...although I was seriously tempted as he kept raising the incline and increasing the speed of my treadmill interval workout tonight. 

I don't know if he was blowing smoke up my ass or not, but he told me the treadmill workout I did tonight was one used as conditioning training by the Jimmies (football team).   I'm pretty proud of  the fact that:

1. I didn't die  (that's pretty huge and important, I'd say!)
2. I didn't quit
3. I didn't say "I can't"

He told me..."give me 100% and I'll give you 110% Sherry!  You got this!"   I may have lost my breath a few times, and taken a .45 second break (instead of .30)...but I jumped right back on the horse and did what he asked me to do. 

Was I tired?  Hell ya!
Was I dripping with sweat?  Undoubtedly
Was I glad I finished?  Incredibly
Was I proud of myself?  Words can't describe how I felt!

I tapped in to my psyche and pulled out some incredibly willpower tonight.  I CAN do this!