My thoughts are consumed with fundraising. Let me clarify. I can’t stop obsessing over whether I will actually be able to raise the minimum amount required. The trouble (that I didn’t fully consider when I signed up for TeamChallenge) is I feel guilty asking people for money. At some level I realize that I will need to send out “that email” asking all my friends and family to donate. BUT…and I say this like a two-year-old throwing a temper tantrum…I DON’T WANT TO!
But enough with the negativity. The unveiling of my race plans has brought out much love and support from my sorority sisters. Thanks and appreciaton goes out to Bonnie, Lindsey, Elsha, Sarah and Amy! And let’s not forget the MOMS! (That includes both mine and Jason’s.)
Stacey is also very touched by the whole ordeal and wants you to know not to be fooled by the DONATION WEBSITE. You are more than welcome to donate less than $50 by simply listing the donation YOU would like to make next to “Other.” Okay, you got me. I’m actually the one that wants you to know that.
And I suppose it’s a good thing that my fear of fundraising has dwarfed any fear of actually running the half, right?
I skipped hip hop this week. You could see this coming couldn’t you? I’d had enough of Mighty’s boom-to-boom counting system, and Kelsea’s elbow had had enough of the one-armed warm-ups. Last week we only used our right arm in the “warm-up”. What’s up with that?! (The quotation marks have to do with the fact that the warm-up lasts probably 30 to 45 minutes. That’s half of the class. The question and exclamation marks have to do with, “What’s up with that?!”) We both agreed that it was a sunk cost* and went to yoga instead. After yoga Kelsea** remarked on how much better yoga is than hip hop.***
As much as I enjoyed replacing hip hop with yoga, it threw off my workout schedule this week. How else was I to cross train? Enter – the bicycle. Detailed bicycle blogging will come in the future. For now I will leave you with the expression, “It’s like riding a bicycle.” All my life I misunderstood its meaning. Today I realized it means scary and harder than running.
*The concept of a sunk cost may be the single most valuable lesson I learned in a college course. I have applied its principles to my own life on many occasions, and I’m a happier, more satisfied person as a result.
**Kelsea is a very smart woman with excellent taste.
***The video is coming, it’s just taking awhile. I’ll post a link as soon as it’s up.
In addition to being hilly, there is always wind in my neck of the woods. I find myself pushing my earbuds back in my ear every minute or two. That’s way too often. It’s been quite the dilemma. Then I saw a girl the other week wearing a headband covering her ears/earbuds, and I thought to myself, “What a fabulous idea!” So I ordered one from Nike and it arrived in the mail today. I’m super excited to try it out tomorrow on my long* run!
*It’s really only 4 miles. But keep in mind – not too long ago I was only running 0.95 miles at a time and not too long before that I was stitting on the couch.
This week one of my co-workers said to me, “Are you jogging again?”
Me: “Yes I am.”
Co-worker: “You look smaller. Not that you looked big before. But you look noticeably smaller than you did a few weeks* ago.”
A little tiny voice in my head said, “Awww shucks! Jogging! I’m a runner now!” But mostly I was pretty happy about that.
*I think he meant months.