I started my therapy session a few weeks ago with a “my life’s okay but I’m really frustrated and irritated.” These emotions are the reason I sought therapy in the first place so my therapist wasn’t surprised. We talked a bit about the situation and the he, unbeknownst to me, started the therapeutic part of his session:
I was talking to my therapist yesterday. He asked me if there was anything in particular that made me feel a certain mood I had been experiencing lately. It didn’t take me long to answer him. I told him I hate social media. Hate it with a passion. We got to talking and ultimately came to the conclusion that “the grass is always greener” and FOMO – the fear of missing out played a heavier role in society than one could ever think.
I’m a terrible cross-trainer. I’ve mentioned that a few times in the past. Running just comes so naturally easy for me that the thought of doing anything else is crazy to me. However, I know that running every day isn’t ideal, at least for me. Sometimes my body isn’t up to any distance. Sometimes my heart just isn’t into it. During these times is when I seek cross-training. Videos are typically my go-to but I love finding other ways to “break a sweat” they are fun and don’t feel like a workout while doing it.
A lot goes through my mind the days prior to a race. It doesn’t matter the distance or my level of preparedness. I always mull over the same thoughts:
Blogging is as personal as the blogger wants to make it. I’ve divulged a few things about myself but just like any other social media user, you only know what I put out there. Here are 5 facts that you may not know about me.
- I’m a cross-sticher. I learned needlework at a fairly young age (my earliest memory of it was when I was 9). My mom crochets and used to cross-stitch on occasion so I became interested in both. Unfortunately (for me), I’m left-handed and my mom had a hard time mirroring crocheting for me. I got frustrated and gave up on that but picked up stitching. I don’t do it as often anymore since having children but every few weeks I’ll get the urge and get a few rows completed on my project. I’m currently working on Thomas Kinkade’s Cinderella’s Once Upon a Dream which is a beast but beautiful so far.
- Band geek alert! I’m a skilled musician in the violin, flute, and piccolo. I’ve been playing since I was in 3rd grade and took to it like a fish to water. I really enjoy performing arts and miss playing on a regular basis. I’m hoping one of my children choose to play an instrument one day.
- Misophonia drives me crazy! Oh, man. Sometimes the little sounds that shouldn’t bother people make me want to sucker punch someone. People chewing food or sometimes just breathing loudly gets to me. Snoring really grates away at me. I’m sure there are other noises I can’t pinpoint but they can surely get to me
- Batman is the best hero ever. I’ve been a huge DC Comics fan since as long as I can remember. There’s no rhyme or reason for this loyalty as no one in my family was a huge fan when I was growing up. I know way more about Batman than anyone ever needs to know. I’m slowly coming around to Marvel but that’s because Deadpool has me cracking up.
- I have Thalassophobia. Well, Thalassophobia and the fear of bodies of water in general, really. With all this running, one would think I would have at least dabbled in a triathlon once or twice. I really want to. Thing is, I really hate water and swimming in it. Being in open water is one of the worst things ever. On deployment I never went for a swim call out in the open ocean. Getting my swim qualification while in the Navy was torturous. I won’t go near lakes. I even hate driving over water on a bridge. Two major reasons are that I hate the idea of my head going under the water and the idea that I don’t know what is in the water. I know the basic swimming strokes and can do them very well. The minute my face goes under or I get a bit of water up my nose I panic. I think a lot of this fear has to do with an experience I had when I was about 5. I was like a fish in the pool. Then I got pushed into the deep end of the pool and sunk to the bottom, unable to swim up or orient myself. Someone jumped in to grab me but since then I couldn’t bring myself to go into water. The few times I did, I wouldn’t go anywhere where I couldn’t touch the bottom. It’s escalated from there to being scared of more than just the deep end of the pool. Excellent choice choosing the Navy, right?
This past Monday we had the wonderful opportunity to attend the annual Easter Egg Roll at the White House. I hadn’t really looked into this event in the past. In fact, I don’t think I even realized it existed until 2 years ago when I saw my former Operations Officer attend it with her son and husband. That got me thinking about how much fun it would be for our children so I decided to enter the lottery for the next year’s event. Unfortunately, I relied on assumptions of when the lottery would open and didn’t check the website until it was too late and missed out on last year’s event. This year I kind of forgot about the Egg Roll until a Facebook page I follow, Macaroni Kid Pasadena, announced that the lottery was open. I entered our family figuring that the worst that would happen is that we’d get rejected. I promptly forgot about the event again until I got the email about the lottery results. We got selected!
So now a little bit about the process of getting into the White House Easter Egg Roll and our experience that morning.
I decided I wanted to start a bit of a “5 Things Friday” which I know is quite common among the blogging community. I’ll try and make it a regular things but I won’t make any promises =).
As I mentioned on the last post, I found out I had a pretty severe Vitamin D deficiency. The weeks before the blood work I obviously wasn’t aware of it. I was keenly aware, however, of how tired I was. I’m not talking about just a “I didn’t get enough sleep” tired. I was exhausted…drained to my core. A simple 3-miler felt like a humongous task, even at a 9:30 pace. I was so fatigued I was having trouble getting out of bed even on the days I wasn’t trying to get up early for my runs. The Monday my daughter started Spring Break I said enough was enough. I had already taken my rest day Sunday but I just couldn’t bring myself to run. I decided to take a break. I figured maybe I had overworked myself at some point and therefore I wasn’t recovering well. Now I know what may have been the culprit. However, during that break I learned a few things about myself:
I’ve gone dark here, haven’t I? I’ve been fairly busy with life in general. I’m trying to get back into the swing of blogging here but without much training going on, there’s not much to write about. I’m thinking about switching the direction of my blog a little to include a bit more of my life, something I do on occasion anyway. I probably won’t get too personal as some things should just stay off the internet.
With that, I wanted to sit down and kind of do a small “What I’m loving/good news I’ve gotten” kind of update. It’s not running related at all so feel free to pass it up if that’s what you’re looking for.
I completed the first 4 weeks of the P90X program. This was the first time I’ve actually stuck with the plan this long so I was pretty happy to reach this milestone. As I mentioned previously, although P90X is the main focus now I am still running three times a week. That has worked out pretty well. Running has been really enjoyable now that it’s something I can complete any day and there’s no pressure for speed/distance.