Day 185: Happy Mothers Day!

“It is not until you become a mother that your judgment slowly turns to compassion and understanding.”

SportChek Mothers Day Run CalgaryToday we started the day with the SportChek Mothers Day Run. It was a great run to participate in. Felix’s stay at the Children’s Hospital opened our eyes to just how fortunate we are to have a pretty healthy kid and as you may know, the funds from this run went to Sick Kids. My future mother-in-law (a.k.a. Dr Nana) and myself completed the 5km course. My goal was to at least beat my bib number (3524) and I did! I placed 233 out of 7083 [but actually 37/881 in my category]. It wasn’t my fastest 5km, but I was definitely pleased with it. My MIL and I were running together and being pushed and shoved all over the place by people; we both saw openings on opposite sides and went for it. Unfortunately, we lost each other. I crossed the finish line and figured she had completed it ahead of me, so called/texted and didn’t hear anything. Then we stumbled toward each other, got our picture taken as proof and came home to brunch on the back deck. I must interject to say that I was super pleased for a good friend who placed first in the 5km for MEN and WOMEN… she is a rockstar, way to go Sam!!

The rest of the day was spent reading the book, “Let’s pretend this never happened: a mostly true memoir” by Jenny Lawson I laughed until I cried! For anyone who just needs a good book to laugh at, this is definitely the one….[She finds a giant metal chicken at like a Winners or some such store and puts it on their doorstep, rings the bell & waits for her husband] He comes out, looks at it and shuts the door. “Then I yelled through his door, “It’s an anniversary gift for you, asshole. Two whole weeks early. FIFTEEN YEARS IS BIG METAL CHICKENS.” This part especially spoke to me because I’m fairly certain I would do the same thing to Patrick. Though I feel I would do it with some sort of water creature (he claims to be allergic to fish…) Maybe a giant lobster? He is also the type to shut the door. And pretend that it didn’t happen. Oh man, my stomach aches from laughing all day long.

Anyway, I also spent a good portion of the day being very grateful for my mother. For her patience with me as a stubborn kid (and adult) and her willingness to do whatever she can for her kids. I never really understood how you can have  a screaming match with a kid, but in a split-second desperately want to jump in and do whatever you can for them when they’re sick or in danger (that is, until I had my own kid, now I get it.) “Thanks” to my mom and all the moms in my life who have helped me along the way…and to my mom-friends who have been so supportive over the last two’ish years and my non-mom friends who are just as supportive – love you guys!

love you felixAnd a good portion of the day was also spent reflecting on how lucky I’ve been to have such an incredible little person in my life. The little boy who forever changed me (for the better I think.) I couldn’t have asked for a more amazing little boy and so we (him and I) spent some time (and I mean a lot of time) viewing home videos of him from the last two years. There were tears and laughter at the silly stuff he/I have done to get a rise out of one another (e.g.: laughing trying to roll over; dancing to Pantera; skyping & FaceTime, getting ahold of cameras etc). It reminded me of how lucky I am to be a mom; how quickly time passes; how fast things can happen and change. He reminds me that the most important thing in life is to make the most of each day, because you can’t buy time back. Love you to the moon and back, Felix.

Happy Mothers Day to all the incredible moms out there. And to the dads who do the job of both.

Day 82: How to enjoy #fartlek training on icy sidewalks

This evening was fartlek training. I varied my speed from 7 minute per km to 3 minute per km. For the slow intervals I tried to keep it well under the 7 mark, it was usually between 6:30-6:40; for the steady interval I tried to keep it under 6:00 min, it was usually around 5:45; and finally, for the fast interval I tried really hard to keep it under 5:00 however, toward the end I was nearing the 5:10-5:25 mark. I’m thrilled to report that my first crack at sprinting tonight resulted in a 3:00 min/km for almost 200 m – which is good for me. I’ve never been a fast runner (which I’m okay with) but this is a nice milestone for me. I can’t remember, but I think this is one of my better 5km times? The sidewalks were about 65% bare this evening which was awesome but there were a few blasted icy spots that definitely gave me a run for my money! For most of the run I thought, man, running in humidity may not be too bad compared to this snow and ice. I mean, it wasn’t as cold out tonight as it was for my last run, but really? It’s +15 in Nova Scotia right now, with green grass and we have had snow for weeks now! So when it came time to take my post-run photo, I decided to get a little tropical – some beach, somewhere. But I quickly snapped back to reality when I remembered Claire’s (aka Runninbear) comment about getting up at the crack-o-dawn in Aus and it was already steamy. No thank you. 🙂

Which leads me to this evenings topic: How to enjoy fartlek training on icy sidewalks:

(A guide for anyone who is reward-driven)

  1. make a ridiculously awesome playlist
  2. count how many icy patches you cross
  3. when you get home, take a drink (of whatever bevvie you wish) for EVERY icy patch you hit on your run

Doesn’t that sound like a pretty awesome way to enjoy an icy fartlek run? What better way to motivate yourself than knowing you have a treat at the end of the tunnel. For me, since I can’t have wine or coffee until my tests are done, I’ll stick with some San Pellegrino. But you can make it OJ, hot chocolate, egg nog, tequila – whatever your little heart desires!

Here are tonights stats: 

  • Distance: 5:01
  • Time: 28:24
  • Pace: 5:46
  • Best Pace: 3:00

So that’s it from here. Tomorrow is an easy run and yoga. Hope everyone is having a fabulous Friday evening.

P.S: This made my Friday night. My kid is awesome. Sorry to all you people out there who hate people who talk about their kids. 🙂