Yowza.

I admit it.  I do the occasional facebook stalking on some old friends.  I don’t think it’s creepy, or at least, I don’t intend to be creepy.  People that were incredibly important to me for a long time – hard to drop them completely and I have always smiled when I’ve seen a random picture of them happy and having families and going on trips or whatever.  I am pretty sure these are ties that are severed forever, but I still like to pause and send happy thoughts into the universe about them.  Weird.  I suppose.

I believe it is a rule of life that when you go snooping you absolutely find things you wish you never knew.  I come to this rule conclusion from the times I’ve snooped and have always found things I wish I did not know.  Very scientific.  This evening, after a run, after a shower and while I sit on my bed in my bathrobe trying to decide what my next move is (pizza? no. cereal? no. wine?  probably.) I was trolling some old friends pages.  Only to come across a joke about this very blog – which does not seem to be highly regarded.  Of course, everyone is entitled to their opinion and since I was snooping anyway I don’t harbor any ill will, but…

It stung momentarily.  My first reaction was to be embarrassed.  How mildly traumatizing to realize people you haven’t spoke to in 4 years are judging you by the random musings on an infinitesimal sliver of the internet.  Then came sad – sad I wasn’t able to repair those relationships, sad I couldn’t learn my lessons faster, be less of a jerk back in the day, etc.  I’ll always be sad that those few tough years overshadowed the years before and the potential for becoming better again.

Blogging has been on my mind the last couple of days.  I like writing, journaling, processing “out loud” but thought a transition back to pen and paper may be the way to go.

Then I thought of the kind of fun stuff I’ve done because of this very lame space.  Helped dozens of other women craft a Cinderella running costume.  Have some of my food photography make a San Francisco wedding magazine.  Make some significant connections with amazing women in Kansas City, MO and Little Rock, Arkansas.  Keep friends from Washington DC to Napa up to date – when it’s so easy to lose touch – this space has been a way for friends who choose to keep up with what’s going on to do so between the times we see each other or catch up in person.  I learned  about the Princess Half Marathon from a blogger and research so many recaps so I would know what to expect at a runDisney event and feel that was a big part of my successful Tink weekend and (knock on wood) will be part of my Princess weekend success.

So.  The moment has passed and I again learn my lesson about snooping.  And perhaps one about really letting go.

This weekend is about teaching a friend to make quiche, spending time with Doug, packing for a great work trip next week, officially beginning the house hunt here in Columbus, making plans to visit a friend in Richmond, finalizing all the Princess Half plans with Claire…

Next time I’m looking to fill some idle time I’ll fold some laundry.  There is always laundry to be folded.

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Tinker Bell race weekend recap – word edition

Tink-Logo19.3 in the bag!

Right up front I want to say the following and then I’ll never say them again:

I did not break any land speed records during these races.

I am crazy proud of how well I ran back to back runs (not just a run – a half marathon!) being on the undertrained side

I’ve have this bipolar feeling between wanting to be crazy proud and also acknowledging that I kept up a pretty steady 12:30-ish pace (which is slow by most standards).   So, I’m just going to get them out of the way and now tell you a little about the events.

I arrived in California with my mom in tow Friday morning around 11am.  We got our rental car and headed straight to the expo where I warned her that would probably be our only event of the day, anticipating lots of crowds and lines.

no linesThere were none.

No lines.  I was very surprised and delighted at this.  We quickly picked up both race bibs and mom’s chEAR squad gear (gEAR?) and went upstairs to get race shirts, swag bag and visit the booths at the expo.

We stopped at the Dannon booth and got some free yogurt, I bought some sport sunglasses, we listened to a speaker, browsed the Disney merchandise (where I bought nothing – I had two race t’s – how much stuff saying Tink Half did I need?  I don’t make the same promises for the Princess half… Did you know the name Sarah means Princess?), and all the apparel booths.  Having mom along for this was funny, we’re not sporty people and a run expo was a first for her.  She could not believe the variety of sparkle skirts available for purchase.  I don’t think she was prepared at all for how many people would be dressed up in some form or fashion the next two mornings.

sparkleSince I’ve been stalking blogs and Disney race recaps for two years, I knew what to expect.

We left the expo and found the condo I rented for our stay (I really wanted a kitchen), dropped our stuff and then headed to a grocery so I could buy the few things I needed for the next few days: bananas, coffee, and a bottle of champagne.  I had packed pita bread and almond butter.   Being on East Coast time was a blessing.  I was asleep by 7:30pm and wide awake at 3:30am the next morning when I had to start getting ready.

I had decided that my 10K outfits would be simple and I would dress up more for the halves at Tink and Princess.  I wore a Lulu running skirt and a t-shirt I bought at Hot Topic that said “Keep Calm and Kiss The Girl” (Little Mermaid) on it.  I broke the cardinal rule of racing – I had never worn either of those things before race morning!  Can you believe it?!  I could have ended up in chafe city, but all was fine.  I ate my toasted pita bread with almond butter and banana and half a cup of coffee and was ready to go around 4:15 for the 6am race.

I bought mom the Platinum Spectator package as a Christmas present which meant she got VIP parking – which to me was worth every penny.  She also got a t-shirt, noise-maker, blanket (a nice one!), access to Main Street for the half, and special grandstand seating at the finish line.  We parked and walked for two minutes to get to the pre-race party zone.  We took a few pictures, figured out where to meet afterwards and then I made my way to the corral as soon as they said to.  I was one of the first people in the corral which meant I was way at the front of it and loved that.  I did not love standing around for an hour, but, them’s the breaks.  I was in Corral C for the 10K and fine with that.  I crossed the start line about 12 minutes after the first racers and never felt the course was crowded, never felt a bottle neck and loved every second of that race!  The first four miles took us through Disneyland and California Adventure.  I have never been to these parks so I spent the time looking around and taking in the magic (yes, cheesey, but still magical) of being in the parks before dawn and waving to happy groups of cast members (seriously, third shift custodial staff was more exciting to run by than any character).  I found myself feeling a good running momentum so didn’t stop for a character picture until I saw one with only 5 people in line (most had 15 – 20 and I wasn’t willing to wait for that).

wpid-20140118_065907.jpgYes, the Cars were the one character stop I made.  I stopped and took a few selfies of me in front of the beautiful fountains at California Adventure and the itty-bitty castle at Disneyland, but never pulled over to the side for long.  I ran through the parks without my earphones and just really enjoyed the run.  We left the parks for the final 2.2 miles and I put my earphones in then to pump me up for the finish.  I was surprised at how strong I still felt (pixie dust in play, for sure).  My best 10K time ever is 1h 7 m. I did this one in (out of 8,328 runners):

Screen Shot 2014-01-23 at 7.16.27 PMI was surprised to see my 5K time was that slow, I thought it would be closer to 36 minutes, but, whatever.  I ran every step of that race and ended feeling like I could do some more…which is good, because there was a half marathon the next morning!

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I found mom and we spent the rest of the day at Newport and Huntington Beaches.  The weather was perfect in LA and we relaxed, ate a super delicious (and carb-y!) brunch and then went back to nap at the condo.  We went to McCormick and Schmidt’s for an early dinner (salmon and pasta) and I was back in bed by 7:30pm again.

The Tink Half starts at 5am, an hour earlier than the day before, but since we knew where we were going, how close we could park and how long it took to get to Corrals, we got there about the same time as we had the morning before.  I had the same breakfast (plus I grabbed a Nutri Grain bar to eat while in the Corral) and once we arrived, we did the same quick spin around the pre-race party and then I was off to my Corral (C again – which was excellent!) and was back at the front of it.  Tink came on a giant screen and sent each wave of runners on their way.  Our route was reversed this time, doing California Adventure park first, and then running down Main Street and through the castle at Disneyland.  I saw my mom at the start and then knew I’d see her again around mile 3.3 on Main Street.  Once again, I ran with no headphones and enjoyed the path through the dark parks.  The miles seemed to be flying and before I knew it I was entering Disneyland.  Mom and I had agreed she would be on the right side of the street, but I quickly realized no spectators were on the right side.  There wasn’t a big crowd on Main Street and I had a hunch my mom would be as far down the street as she could be.  I was right!  I saw her towards the end of the row of spectators and she had a camera and a giant Mickey glove on waving at me.  She caught a few pictures and then I ran on, grabbing a selfie of me in front of the lit of castle, of course!  Mom told me later that while I thought the parking was worth every penny of the Platinum Spectator package, she said being one of so few people on Main Street before dawn was worth every penny.  Ahh, a cheesy magical mother and daughter team are we!

Again, I stopped for no character photos.  There weren’t any that really interested me.  And, as non-athlete as I am, I really didn’t want to kill the momentum of my strong running.  I might have stopped with Cinderella, and imagine I will at the Princess Half (especially since my costume is Cinderella!!).  The characters along the course weren’t appealing enough to make me stop.  Who am I?

About 5 we entered Downtown Disney were a lot of spectators with great signs were standing.  My favorite: I trained for 6 months to hold this sign!  Loved it.  Also, I bet a quarter mile of Red Hat ladies lined the course just outside of Downtown Disney.  They were AMAZING!  They were playing music and cheering and dancing and high fiving everyone.  They made me smile and laugh as I ran through mile 6.  

Then it was out on the streets of Anaheim.  I put my headphones in at this point and moved to an interval run/walk method.  Every time a new song comes on I walk until the chorus and then run the rest of the song.  It works for me.  I can’t always look at a watch when I run, it makes me crazy.  I kept that up the rest of the miles.  What’s fun about running a town you never have before is that you get really caught up in looking around and forget you’re running for a while.  Old town Anaheim was super cute, lots of bands, cheerleading squads and neighbors were out supporting the runners.  Several local running stores had tents set up giving out orange slices and “candy to strangers” (licorice).  Miles 6-9 were a blur.  I remember mile 9 and thinking 4 miles seemed like quite a bit to still go, but got over that pretty quickly.  

I will hand it to Disney – there was a water/Power Ade stop at least every 1.5 miles – which was awesome.  I never wished there was more, in fact they usually appeared way before I was expecting or needing one.  Thanks, runDisney!

We headed back into the back of the park at mile 12 for the last 1.1 mile and I was so happy that it was nearly over and happy that I felt strong and would finish well.  My Rock n Roll half time from 2012 was 2:40 on the nose and part of me wanted to beat that, but part of me knew I would be happy with 2:45 as well…which is exactly what I got.  (out of 11,498)

Screen Shot 2014-01-23 at 8.54.46 PMWith the course distractions and the slightly under trained and the selfie photo stops – I’ll take 5 minutes slower than my “in shape” half marathon.  

wpid-20140119_082925.jpgI felt fine after the half.  I was sore, but nothing I wasn’t expecting after back to back races.  Mom and I went to Hollywood and saw some tourist stuff and then back home around 5 where we stayed the rest of the night.  Monday was a little harder to get moving.  We went to play in the parks that day and I was hurting.  I had a couple of blisters on my feet and my quads were just sore, but we powered through the parks from 7:40am until about 2:30pm when it was getting really crowded.  We hit all the rides but one I really wanted to go on.  Overall, I’m just a Disney World in Florida kind of girl.  I’m glad I did this race first.  It was an excellent experience, I got the medals I have been coveting and I have a renewed confidence that I can pull this whole thing off again next month!  

 

 

Tinker Bell 10k and half marathon photo recap

Hi friends!

I’ll be back with a more complete update, if for no other reason than to decompress and document the weekend and the accomplishments for myself.  Here are some photos of the two days of racing fun.  Minnie Mouse ears are the Half Marathon day and the teal shirt was 10K day.

I met my running pace goal for each one, and that’s remarkable to me since the two days were back to back.

My first runDisney events were exactly what I was hoping for and I’m even more excited for the Walt Disney World Princess runs next month!

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How you do anything…

I’m sitting here catching up on The Biggest Loser when I heard something that made me pause the show, grab a pen, and write it down.

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I don’t think Dolvett is the original author of this quote, but a little googling didn’t lead me to an original author.  So, cheers to the first guy to say this.

How you do anything is how you do everything.

Guys, this is true.  I think I’m such a compartmentalizer, yet this is exactly how it is.  I’ve been reading books on creating personal change and making habits lately and thinking about motivation and will power.  I start and stop a lot of things, I charm people into thinking I’m better than I really am which makes me kind of manipulative, I’m surprised that when I’m genuine and vulnerable, and generally not at all charming, people seem to think I’m neat…  I’m just rambling, I have to think about this phrase.  I just know it resonated with me.

The Biggest Loser was full of gems tonight, this one from my main girl, Jillian.  Jillian is talking to a contestant about this contestant about how she pushes so hard until the last tenth of a mile on the treadmill, the last two reps of a lifting session or the last seconds on a stair climber.  **I do this.  I go strong for 2.8 miles and then think I can’t do something.  Usually I fast forward through the sappy heart to hearts the trainers have with the contestants, but not this time.  This time I recognized that pattern of behavior in me and wanted to hear what advice Jill had.  “You stop because you’re afraid to embrace your potential.”

How you do anything is how you do everything.

In googling that quote I came across a website for a public speaker who used the line in a post on her site.   I was curious about her background and credentials – what makes her qualified to be a speaker.  Sometimes I wonder if I had worked more at getting my own side training/speaking business up and going – could I have made it?  Would I be in demand?  I still have time, for sure, and more experience only helps.  Did I stop short  because I’m afraid to embrace potential?

I’ve been pretty content with this smaller life I feel I’ve settled into…. Ugh, I just used the word “settled”….

I’m not always thinking about the next thing – the “I’ll be happy when….” thing.  Holy  heck, not interested in going down this rabbit hole tonight.

Back on track…  I actually opened the blog because it was part of the Healthy 2014 adventure to blog more often, and also to tell you that I did NOT stop at Steak and Shake for dinner.   I gave myself permission to do it, but then paused and asked myself if it was a healthy choice.  It was not, so I did not.

How you handle anything is how you handle everything.

Also, I’m very consistently using lotion.  Healthy habit for January – check.

Also, my thermostat is set at 60 degrees.  Yes, you heard me.  The Polar Vortex is drifting away from Columbus  now, but for days the heater was running non-stop even to maintain 60.  1. My heater is loud which makes me anxious.  2. That’s expensive, yo.  I turned it to 60 while I was at work today and haven’t gotten around to turning it back up a few degrees (65 is as high as I go at all in the winter – financial health!).

 

Italian pork roast

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OMG.

I do not use that lightly.

When trying to eat all Paleo/ Whole 30 like I rely on the fantastic Well Fed cookbook.  I made the Italian Pork Roast today and it was amazing.  It came together super fast, I made the spice rub (salt, pepper, fennel, oregano, thyme, and a bit of crushed red pepper) last night and this morning jabbed at the 5lb roast with a paring knife and stuck some garlic cloves in it.  Into my new crock pot (a larger, programmable version of my old baby one, one of many lovely Christmas gifts from D) and have been eyeing it until 7pm (directions call for a 14 hour cooktime, I gave it 13.  Girl has gotta eat, yo).image

I pulled it out of the crock pot and kept picking at it like it was a turkey at Thanksgiving (I like to hover around Grandpa when he carves the turkey).  I just kept putting hunks of shredded pork in my mouth.  No plates, no meal, just meat.  I eventually roasted a bunch of brussel sprouts, reduced some balsamic vinegar into a glaze and drizzled that over them so I had some vegetable component.  It was good friends.  Very, very good.

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Meat never photographs well, but you gotta believe me it was delicious.  And I have lots of leftovers… come on over.

In other news, the Arctic Air made it’s way to Columbus today:

wpid-20140106_161222.jpgI’m in there somewhere.  In the one minute I had my mitten off to take this picture and text it to D (telling him I was making a face at him underneath it all – more specifically the notorious “duck face” which he made me promise to leave in 2013) my fingers nearly got frostbite.  No joke.  It took 20 minutes for them to stop stinging.  -2 degrees doesn’t mess around.

runDisney, I’m cranky with you today

Grr.

I’m starting to realize the Tinkerbell 10K and Half Marathon are only two weeks away.  Whoa!  In preparation I went to print up my race waiver and find that only the 10K is listed on my registration.  Double Whoa!  I sent a few customer service emails to runDisney and Active registration last night, but since I have no patience I called runDisney customer service this morning.  They were looking into it and just about an hour ago I got an email with the waiver info.  Yay!

Except when I printed it up I find myself in the last corral.  Now, I don’t think my 2:35 expected finish time is a land speed record or anything, but the last corral is reserved for the walkers who will finish this bad boy in 4 hours.  Hrmph.  I clearly stated on my registration form that I had a proven race finish of 2:40 and expected to finish in about the same.

Screen Shot 2014-01-02 at 7.42.47 PMThere it is!  I did it!  I listed that back in June.   The deadline to request a corral change was November 3rd, which did not prevent me from sending them an email to see if they could make an exception in this case…  We will see.

The bright side is that some of these goofs are happening with Tink and not the Princess runs.  Tink is smaller overall, so being in the last group won’t be the worst…(trying to stay positive!)  It’s all going to be fine, and I’m going to weave through the walkers and run my own race and it will all be fine.  And, perhaps I’ll even get a confidence boost as I blow past the 16 min/mile pacers!

 

Lessons Learned: The Sephora edition

This is a story about indulgence and simplicity.

A lesson about having stuff, but also about what stuff works.

Once upon a time, shopping at Sephora was (for me) limited to my occasional visits to Las Vegas where one could be found at the shops at Aladdin (now Planet Hollywood – where Britney Spears is performing for the next couple of years and I’m not ashamed to say I would want to see that…moving on…).  To me, being in Sephora was the cliched kid in a candy shop.

I love make up and perfume and lotions (probably why my #1 resolution was to moisturize more) have loved trying out as much product as possible in the last few years as stores have popped up in my cities and since online shopping is just so easy.

In 2013 I was inspired and changed for good after hearing Yvon Chouinard, founder of Patagonia, speak about sustainability and being a good citizen of the earth.  You can watch a video of him speaking here.

I have a point, I’m getting there.

In 2014, I’m eliminating the things that aren’t working for me.  Case in point is this one travel coffee mug I have.  This mug leaks.  The rim is loose and water gets trapped in it.  I am forever spilling on myself when I use this mug.  Why do I keep it?!  I’m throwing it out.  It makes my day harder.

My Sephora addiction has gotten to the point where it made life harder.  I have drawers full of cosmetics.

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wpid-20140101_202137.jpgSure, it’s fun to play dress up – but let’s get real…how often am I going out?  Having so much confused me and distracted me from what was working for me.  Let’s not call it a resolution, but a goal going forward is to eliminate the things that aren’t working for me.  Having the most stuff isn’t winning.  Having an easy routine full of products that are the best for me is winning.  I’ll never give up make up, but I will stop feeling the need to keep trying something new, to have the next thing.  I’ll just keep what works.

And, for putting up with my lesson – let me tell what my years of Sephora addiction have led me to believe some of the best products are:

Best concealer: Benefit Erase Paste

I didn’t even know I needed concealer until I tried this.  It does amazing things for brightening up my eyes and face.

erase pasteBest mascara: Benefit They’re Real! 

Benefit also wins for best mascara.  I have small eyes and have struggled for years to find something that opens that up and also doesn’t make me look like a raccoon within three hours.  This is it.  It is necessary to take it off with eye make up remover.  Soap and water don’t quite cut it.

mascaraBest Foundation: Make Up For Ever HD Invisible Cover

I was about to recommend Smashbox’s HD foundation for this award when I went to pick up a new one (because I had decided it was the best and was out of it) to find they had discontinued it.  I have this problem with Smashbox…they discontinued my favorite cream to powder foundation a couple of years ago, and now this.  So, I’m quitting you Smashbox!  This foundation was a good replacement, good coverage and very blend-y.

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Best Eye Shadow: Too Faced Matte Eye Shadow collection

I’m an adult.  I do not need glitter in my eye shadow.  Love this set.  toofacedeye

 

Best lip stick: Fresh Honey

Fresh lip products cannot be beat and their tinted balms are universally flattering.  I found Fresh Honey and it was like finding the product I had been searching for for years.  I don’t love lipsticks, I’ve always been more of a Chapstick girl.  This is pretty much grown-up Chapstick.

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There you have it.  A round up of products that I’ll be sticking with after years of trial.  I’ll still have the occasional teal eye liner moments, but for the most part, I am streamlining my morning routine.  I’m making my stuff work for me.

 

 

 

 

 

Cheers to a whole new year

happy new yearI do set resolutions (or goals or plans or whatever you would like to call them) every new year.  Some years they are a list of tasks (like making my bed every day) and some years they are broader, like last year’s plan to just believe it was going to be a the best year ever.  I read last year’s New Year’s post this morning.  I had almost forgotten how optimistic and blindly determined that it was going to be awesome.  And the thing is, it was.  I believed in school, took  a chance that a job offer in another state was the right one, believed Doug was just the man for me and waited for him to believe it too.  2013 was a really beautiful year for me and I go into 2014 wanting very little.  I am going to continue the idea of picking a word to prescribe the fate of the new year.  This year it is HEALTH.

health2This isn’t a resolution to be a lower number on a scale, which have dictated years of my resolutions.  This is about overall health, and in some unexpected places.  I have two overall Health goals and then some monthly task goals…

Overall Health

It’s about Financial Health.  It’s time for this gal to get her money stuff together.  I created a budget, set up a tracking system, and am working on the mindset that I don’t need to buy my loved ones off just so they know I love them.

It’s about Mental Health.  This one is embarrassing and personal – and something I’ve said before, which is really why it’s embarrassing.  My friend Claire once told me I’d struggle staying on the “crazy pill”, aka Zoloft, my whole life.  That I’d stop and restart taking it for years.  Eventually I would learn I just need to stay with it.  I thought I’ve been there before – but still spent some significant chunks of 2013 self diagnosing.  That’s done.  I’m a better person on the pills and on them I will stay.

In 2013 I also learned that you can’t throw everything at a wall and expect it to stick.  I read the book The Happiness Project last year and was inspired by Gretchen Rubin’s year long plan broken out into monthly tasks.  I remember wanting to implement her plan, but needed to find a way to personalize it and not just take her initiatives.  I was struck with the idea to explore different aspects of healthy living through 2014 in different month long chunks.  Each month will have a fitness focus, a habit focus and a soul (creative & spiritual) focus.  I’ve started sketching out what the year holds…

wpid-1388105222906.jpgThe fitness column is a specific workout type activity that I want to try, want to get back to, etc.  For example, I’ve wanted to try spinning, so one month I’ll take a couple classes a week and try it out.  Jan and Feb are pre-destined to be running focused because of the 10K/Half Marathons at Disney.

The habit column picks up a healthy habit: flossing!  moisturizing!  1 hr of tv a night!

The Soul column is a strange catch all for creative and spiritual undertakings.  I want to go to Yoga, take another calligraphy class and take pretty pictures of food again.

Most of the rows aren’t in market yet.  I have post-its with ideas and want to keep the plans kind of fluid.  I would hate to commit to Spinning classes in March only to find out the group class schedule doesn’t match up with my work schedule or something.  So, I’ll have to firm some things up as the year goes on, but I also think that’s the right way to do it.  Setting a plan in stone on January 1 may not be the best way to keep this plan up all year.  Hard to plan for a whole year.  Something it’s taken years for me to be able to say.

healthSo, this is how we begin 2014 -

January
Fitness: Running – preparing for the Tink 10K and Half in just a couple weeks!

Habit: Moisturize.  That may sound funny, but I’m not getting any younger and I have so much lotion around the house.  I get super dry skin in the winter.  This was the first thing that came to mind when I thought of general 2014 resolutions in December.

Soul: Nourish self with real food.  I completed the Whole30 in November and never felt better.  Confident, energetic, rested…that’s why this went in the Soul column.  I’d like to start the year by making sure I can reach that inner Sarah stuff and I can’t if I’m mad about what I’m eating or feeling gross.  I can’t say that I’m starting the Whole30 strictly again right now because I haven’t come up with great pre-race or during race running substitutions for whole wheat tortillas, gatorade or Swedish fish candy.  So, 98% of the time I’ll be eating that way.  (Had an awesome thyme braised beef stew with mashed cauliflower tonight for dinner, courtesy of Well Fed 2!)

Be healthy, be happy, be you.

Happy 2014 blog-land.

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25 does not equal 30

Remember when I was updating you on my Whole30 progress…and then how I stopped updating you on my Whole30 progress?

Well, that’s because that’s just what happened…I made it to day 25 and felt amazing.  I was headed back to St. Louis for the weekend and throwing myself a little graduation dinner party.  I got home early on Friday, went for a run in a favorite park, went to Whole Foods and got a Whole30 compliant lunch and then couldn’t stop thinking about what I would do at dinner.  Would I have a glass of wine to celebrate?  Champagne?  Cheese?  Dessert?

The answer to all of the above is yes.

I caved.  Gave myself permission to celebrate at dinner.  And it was just that easy to never get back on the horse.  And I’m back to feeling kind of blech.

There was a warning on the Whole9 Life blog about this.  They refer to it as Day 28 syndrome, isn’t 28 days as good as 30?  They say NO.  They write that 30 days is the commitment you make to yourself.  And when you don’t keep commitments to yourself, you’re telling yourself that it’s okay that others don’t keep their commitments to you.

This is my new half marathon challenge.  That was a commitment I made to Team in Training.  My sense of responsibility is always so much stronger when I’ve made a promise to someone else.  This is a problem, actually.  Starting tomorrow the clock starts on a full Whole30.  I owe it to myself.

 

In other news…how cute is this pic of D and I from a wedding we went to last weekend…

Doug & Sarah photo booth

In a faraway land called….Canada

Fresh off my 24 hours in Pittsburgh adventure, I’m teeing up the next one.  Instead of going home for Thanksgiving this year I decided to go to Toronto, Canada.  I decided this for the following reasons:

1. I’ll be home the weekend after Thanksgiving for my sister’s baby shower

2. Toronto is not terribly far from where I am in Ohio

3. My mom’s cousin told me too (seriously, I’m taking the train like he told me, I’m staying in the hotel he told me to, I’m a sucker for direction)

I looked into this and found the following to be true:

1. Train tickets between Detroit, MI and Toronto are super cheap.

2. Disney’s newest theatrical production ALADDIN is in previews there during this time.

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Done.

I am kind of a crazy Disney person.  Sheer dumb luck years ago allowed my friend Dominika and I to see The Little Mermaid in previews in NYC (it was only okay), and I was one of the first people to get tickets for Newsies on Broadway a couple of years ago (that was really freaking fantastic).  I love, love, love the Beauty and the Beast and The Lion King Broadway productions and am hoping ALADDIN will be closer to those than Little Mermaid.

I searched for tickets and found them to be hundreds of dollars a piece.  Like, $300.  Whoa.  I had done this a couple weeks ago and today decided to look again.  I had searched late at night, perhaps I didn’t see that right.  Turns out, I had been on a theatre ticket resale sight and not the official ticket office.  Yay!  Actual ticket prices are normal Broadway theatre prices and I snagged two of them.

So, there is my little Toronto trip.  A quick weekend getaway, a scenic train ride, a lovely downtown hotel and a new Disney musical on deck.  It will be the weekend after Thanksgiving so I’m excited to start the holiday season with this little trip, I just think it sounds perfect.