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Using An App To Help Me Stay On Path

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Hello there you blank beautiful screen. It's been awhile. I took a little time last week to just step back, disconnect, and honestly breathe. I felt myself needing a breather and a moment to adjust to going back to work (part-time), Lil Man going to school full time, soccer and running for him, and just daily life. You know what I mean.

My typical morning is starting to consist of some type of early morning workout, rushing home to get lunches made, making sure I'm back in time so hubby can get to work, grabbing a quick shower, getting Lil Man to the bus stop, finally getting breakfast for me, packing my work bag, getting laundry started, cleaning up the kitchen, taking the dogs in and out and in and out...  and if possible I try to get caught up on email/social media before I head into work.

But I'm back and feeling a little more like I have things under control. I think I'm finding

The Last Mile - December 26, 2009

Cold, wet and very windy - that was the setting for this 5 Mile Race the day after Christmas. I had been told it was hilly, but I was not prepared for these hills. I literally could not see the top of the first hill. I couldn't even stand up straight. I had to lean forward to try to keep my balance to keep from falling over. But I dug in, and I gave it my best. I didn't walk the hill - many others did. Once I made it to the top, I felt a great sense of accomplishment. I think I heard the Rocky Theme song playing in the background. (ha). I thought surely this was the worst of it and from here on it would be easy. I was wrong. That was the worst hill, but not the last. By the time I finally made to the decent part of the course, I was struggling to just keep moving. I made a up a little time on the downhill, but not enough. I ran the 5 mile race in 50:11. It was not my PR. I had wanted to come in under 50, but the course was brutal. Not only was the course brutal, but so was the…

Jingle Bell Run

Well I did it - sore knee/leg and all. It was cold. I couldn't get my hands warm. I had on gloves, but still couldn't feel my fingers. I told myself to stop worrying about it. I wasn't running with my fingers anyway.

After the start, we went up a gradual incline which was then followed by a fairly steep hill. On my incline on the steep hill, I felt it. Yep, that tug on the outside of the right knee. I told myself that it was too late now and I just had to push through. And push through I did. My lungs were screaming, but I didn't listen. At mile two I was around 17:15. I wanted to keep up the pace, but could feel that I was waning.

I told myself to just get up the hill and then I could go downhill and try to recover. I did fine on the downhill; it was when we hit the flat again. Everything was burning - my lungs - my legs. I was starting to get passed by more and more people. I knew that my pace was slowing. Then I saw someone that I had just met before the race, and I…