Tuesday, November 15, 2016

The Calm Before the Storm

Just popping in for a brief chat. It's 10:00 pm, the house is quiet and all feels peaceful. Despite last week.

If we were having a late night coffee chat, I'd tell you... 

Pandora's Relaxation Radio is playing in my ears, but I've been tempted to switch over to Christmas music. And I'm not usually one of those let's celebrate early! types of people. Maybe it's the election or maybe it's seeing that other people have started decorating early on social media?

I don't know about you, but I've always done my best, most creative work late at night, and often on a deadline. Anyway, tonight, I know I must be tired, but I don't feel it. It's like my brain forgot to tell my body I'm running on 5.5 hours of broken sleep.

I'm toying with the idea of signing up for the Eugene Marathon this spring and training hard for it. But then again, that sounds like SO much work.



But I have already decided I'm running two long(ish) trail races in 2017 — Hagg Lake 25K and Peterson Ridge Rumble 20 miler (the manfriend will be running it too!). For whatever reason, the trail races don't get me all psyched out like a marathon does. I guess that's because the trail vibe always feels like "Hey, enjoy this beautiful scenery!" rather than "Don't stop for any reason whatsoever. Just keep going no matter how much it hurts."

Henry found my retainer I've been missing for a few years now, so I cleaned it and started wearing it again. Here's to hoping my teeth will go back to where they were.

While I know H is not yet able to do much crafting, I still want to do all the holiday crafts, even if that means I'm doing 99.9% of the work. Lindsey and I made turkeys with the boys last week. The only work they had to do was let us trace their hands and try to rip off the turkey's eyes.



Sitting here on the couch in quiet, flipping through the Stance holiday catalog feels so peaceful. And yet, in a week Thanksgiving will be here and thus the snowball to Christmas. No matter the quantity or size of gifts on my list, the holiday prep always catches me off guard. Breathe in. Breathe out. 

We have had a few (mostly) gorgeous weeks around here, which have been really nice. BUT I am secretly excited that it's getting colder and am already looking forward to bundling up for tomorrow morning's run (low 40s F).

H at the end of our little hike last week


Okay, so that quick chat turned into a bit more, but isn't that always how it works? Happy calm before the storm, friends. 

What's on your mind right now?

Thursday, November 3, 2016

The Days are Long But the Years are Short

I think we've all heard this phrase somewhere, but most often in the context of the early days, weeks and months of motherhood.

It's natural when you have a small child to notice how quickly the time passes with each growing inch, pound, tooth and milestone. It's pretty mind-blowing how one day things are status quo with your little one and then all of a sudden everything clicks and they're not just sitting, but crawling and then not just walking, but running!


As Henry neared a year, I started to see that glimmer of a day when I'd get myself back. He seemed to be weaning a bit, I could occasionally leave in the evening for a girls night or yoga class before he was in bed, and we were starting to get some pretty solid sleep. Oh and I felt like I could maybe, just maybe start pushing myself in my running to train for something a bit more seriously.

But then 4-6 weeks ago, something happened — teething or sickness, I don't remember. And we've had subpar sleep ever since. Several nights a week, I'm up for an hour at a time in the middle of the night in addition to 1-2 other wake-ups while I (or Pete) try and get him back to sleep. While I can live on 5-6 hours of sleep, my body much prefers 7-8.


So, it's not to dwell on the lack of sleep, but maybe just to remind myself that however tiring, it all goes by so fast. And despite feeling like I could use a nap almost daily, we're having a lot of fun.

And, I have to remind myself that even on the days I pine over the idea of heading off to yoga class or drinking an Americano at my favorite coffee shop, right now, sitting on the floor with my kiddo brings me more happiness than an hour alone often would.

On another note, November is here! For whatever reason, November always feels like fall has officially arrived for me and I start noticing the everyday things I'm thankful for in life.


This month, my goal is to write in my journal daily for a minimum of 5 minutes (keeping the expectations low over here) and jot down both the things I'm thankful for and general life happenings. There's something about saying you only have to do 5 minutes of anything that feels very doable.

On the running front, I've signed up for our local Turkey Stuffer 5K! As a result, I've been inspired to start doing some workouts and push the pace on some of my runs to break out of my usual 3-4 mile slog around the neighborhood.

While I don't usually race with the goal of clocking a PR, having a race on the books inspires me to step up my game, get out of my comfort zone and have something to be working toward. I want to feel strong yet challenged on race day, even if it's not my fastest time at that distance.

Happy fall! What are you looking forward to this month?