Happy 8th of July!

I hope you had a great long weekend! I had to work on Friday, and then Michael worked on Saturday and Sunday to make up for the 4th and 5th, so neither of us had long weekends, but that’s ok!

My dog Cooper had a very fun, very exhausting holiday! He (we) spent the day at Melissa (Michael’s sister) and Shelby’s with her dog Tulsa, Michael’s other sister’s dog Moose (and if there was ever an aptly named dog, Moose is it), our sweet friends Emily and Shaun’s dog Rowling, Michael’s Aunt’s dog Harley, and our friend Robert’s dog Henry. Let me tell you, it was a wild bunch but they all ended up having a great time after they figured out who was the top dog. Let me just tell you now that although Coop was the biggest, he was definitely not the leader of the pack! Tiny Tulsa ruled her home court.

Cooper and Rowling playing tug-of-war while Tulsa relaxes in the sun

Cooper and Rowling playing tug-of-war while Tulsa relaxes in the sun

Moose rehydrating and Cooper licking his lips waiting for his chance at the water bowl

Moose rehydrates after playing fetch; Cooper licks his lips waiting for his chance at the water bowl

Melissa, queen of the puppies!

Melissa, queen of the puppies!

We ate some delicious food (roasted corn guacamole recipe coming soon, if I can steal it from Melissa!) and headed over to the river to cool off. I didn’t have my camera/phone out, partially because I was too busy just enjoying my friends and family, and partially because my nieces┬ájust got some aqua-zookas AKA THE COOLEST WATER GUNS EVER! You just suck water from a bucket/puddle/the river and blast it at your unsuspecting victim. The only caveat is that if you dare to play around these, you must protect your phone. So no river pictures. I wish I had it though, because Cooper swam all the way across the river for the first time in his life! He’s becoming such a big boy! Michael was swinging from a rope on the opposite bank, and I think that Coop was nervous for him and wanted to save him. It was so sweet ­čÖé

Once we finished up at the river, we headed back to Melissa and Shelby’s for a pickleball tournament and some more 4th of July celebrations.

man party

Man Party. Let’s take a moment to appreciate Justin’s ‘merica pants!

yum yum!

yum yum!

some sweet pickleball action

some sweet pickleball action

We all played hard, and by the end of the evening after the fireworks we were all beat. But it’s totally worth it, when you have such great friends and family.

tuckered out!

tuckered out!

I hope you had a safe and happy holiday! What was your favorite part?

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Workout Wednesday: NODM

Another race recap edition of Workout Wednesday, comin’ atcha more than a month late! I’m so current.

This week, I get to bathe in the golden memories of the North Olympic Discovery half marathon. Michael’s sister, Michelle, and I did this race on June 2, and although it was literally the slowest 13 miles I have ever run it was absolutely the most beautiful and gratifying. I wish I ran with my phone, or with a camera, but I didn’t/don’t so I have zero pictures from the race itself, but here is a before shot…

pre-race jitters

pre-race jitters – we are in line for the port-a-potty

Coming off of Ski to Sea the week before, I had rested for three days, ran a few “shake out” miles on Thursday and then walked both Friday and Saturday. My legs were still a little sore, and trying to rebuild glycogen stores, AND my toenail was in the first stages of sloughing off (so cute) so I went into the race not expecting a lot from myself. Michelle and I started the race together and I (stupidly) let my Garmin┬áscare me. I felt great running with her, but when I looked down and saw that we had done an 8:20 our first mile and a 7:50 for our second I freaked. I just KNEW I was going to crash and burn, so I told her that if I was going to make it to the end I needed to back it off. At the first aid station (about 5k, or 24 minutes into our race) I walked through to make sure that I didn’t get “sloshy belly”. It was a very warm day and I wanted to make sure that I stayed hydrated. As I walked through, Michelle took off and I let her go.

I settled into an 8:50-9:10 pace for the next few miles, making sure to walk through the aid stations and get both water and electrolytes, and at the third aid station I grabbed a pack of Gu. Why did I do this? Because I had heard other runners talk about how it fueled them and I wanted to be part of the cool crowd. I had forgotten Racing Rule #2 “Never Try Anything New on Race Day” (#1 “Never Get Involved in a Land War in Asia”…┬ájoking!┬áRule # 1 is ALWAYS “Have Fun!”) I took the Gu without any water and almost vomited. It was all over my mouth and hands and everything and I was losing control. Thank goodness for the multiple aid stations on the course – at the next one I took some time to clean my face, hands and shirt. As I was taking an impromptu shower in the middle of a half marathon, I saw the 2hr pacer guy trot by. After that happened something clicked in my brain. I didn’t want to waste myself catching up to him, and I didn’t want to make myself sick again. I wanted to enjoy every step of that beautiful course, and I wanted to do it joyfully.

I ended up taking a lot of walking breaks, definitely walking through every aid station, and thanking those who were out in the hot sun volunteering. I cheered on my fellow racers as I passed them and as they passed me. I chatted with a few women and one dude with a stroller (RUNNING A HALF MARATHON. WITH A STROLLER.), and basically just enjoyed myself.

I finished 243rd out of 715 females running the half marathon with a huge smile on my face.

13.1 because I'm only half crazy

13.1 because I’m only half crazy

I wish I could tell you that I was mad at myself for not pushing harder, or for not finishing under 2 hours, or for letting Michelle drop me but I can’t. I felt such a peace and so much gratitude for my body and for my environment that I physically and emotionally┬áam choosing not to┬ápoison those feelings with any “what ifs”. There will be other races to push myself in, but in that moment I did exactly what I needed to do.

finishers!

finishers!

Official Time: 2:17:25

average pace: 10:30/mi

level of exertion: 7/10

level of soreness : 4/10 (other than some acute day-of exhaustion, I had little to no lasting soreness! that’s what happens when you don’t push…)

A few more pictures from our weekend in Sequim – thanks Michelle and family for letting us crash at your house!

Michelle and Kyah with a big dog and a little dog

Michelle and Kyah with a big dog and a little dog

chickens and their awesome coop!

chickens and their awesome coop!

TINY BABY KITTENS! ONLY 5 WEEKS OLD!

TINY BABY KITTENS! ONLY 5 WEEKS OLD!

My Dog Cooper and his buddy Moose

My Dog Cooper and his buddy Moose

Have a happy Fourth of July!

The difference a year can make

This weekend was absolutely gorgeous! The weather was in the 80s-90s every day! Summer is Michael’s favorite time of year; he loves to be outside in the heat. I, on the other hand, usually prefer autumn, but when the sun is out and the heat is on I hop on the summer bandwagon.We took full advantage of the high temperatures and made our way down to the river, where we set up chairs and cooled our feet in the flowing mountain runoff.

please take not of that strange child behind Michael...

please take note of that strange child behind Michael… Cooper did not body check him!

Last year, we went to the river as often as we could, but it was always a little stressful. Cooper wasn’t quite a year old yet, and he still was full of willful puppy defiance. It was embarrassing (and dangerous, and disrespectful to other river rats) when he would run off and bark at a family and not come back to the group when he was called. This being our first trip back to the river since last summer, I was a little wary of how well my dog Cooper would behave. Continue reading