What does “healthy” mean?

On October 8, 2016 I crossed the finish line of the Rock n Roll Brooklyn Half Marathon, then stopped running.  I did not run again until almost one month later.   I took that time as an opportunity to slow down and reflect.  I thought about the past six months of training, about what I want to accomplish in the upcoming months.   I also took a step back and thought about my overall health.

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 For almost a year I was a bit obsessed with fitness and looking back now, it was probably an unhealthy obsession.  This time to reflect has made me dig deep and think about what health means to me.   One thing I learned about myself is I can accomplish amazing things if I set my mind to it, so that was pretty cool.  But what I am figuring out is how to weigh the risk and reward.  

I was so fixated on body image as a measure of my health.  I would constantly look at my abs and think they weren’t good enough.  I rarely had dessert and almost never drank alcohol, even at BBQs and parties.  I had to exercise every day, and if I didn’t I was very cranky and sometimes mean.   I think something that opened my eyes was I kept trying to buy smaller and smaller clothes.  At one point I bought a pair of LUCKY jeans which were two sizes smaller than my average size.   I got them over my thighs (which is usually my largest area) and bought them immediately, feeling so proud of my accomplishment of fitting into this pair of pants.   Then, the first time I wore them I was so uncomfortable!  The band was cutting into my hips!  It suddenly dawned on me, no matter how hard I exercise, and deprive myself, these pants, or any size smaller for that matter, will never fit.  These are bones,  They are not going to shrink!  I am 5’9’’ tall and have had two children.  This is my physiology.    So, why am I killing myself?  My family does not care if I am a size 8 or a size 12.  They love me no matter what.  My kids won’t remember if I have tight abs, but they will remember if I am cranky around them.  My friend’s won’t care how I look in a bathing suit, but they will care if I keep saying no to desserts they lovingly bake in their kitchen for my enjoyment.  My pants will never love me, but my family does and I need to love myself.  

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Now, this is not to say that I still don’t LOVE fitness, and setting goals, and challenging my limits!  I will continue to do so, but maybe I will be a little kinder to myself, indulge a little, and live a lot more.    Keep my honest guys 🙂 

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Weekly recap: 11 weeks till Brooklyn

I ran with a friend this week!!! What a difference a running buddy makes!  I also joined the #100happydays project to find beauty in every day.  I’m enjoying the mornings immensely.


Monday: 3 mile treadmill run, 11:33 pace followed by a 20 minute bike.

Tuesday: 2 mile indoor track run, 9:30 pace followed by weight/resistance class @ the gym 

Wednesday: met a friend!  5.3 mile outdoor run 9:20 pace.   I also started the #100happydays project!

#day1- enjoyed my first tomato of the season from my garden


Thursday: Rest, couldn’t make the 6am gym class.

#day2- worked so late, but daddy took the kids to the pool, met them for pizza.


Friday: 2 mile interval runs, 9:00 pace followed but lifting full body.  #day3- summer Friday off from work.  We swam for almost 6 hours!


Saturday: rest/walked in town, swam all day.  #day4, breakfast with Oma and Opa. 


Sunday: met up with my running buddy.  7.1 miles at 9:30 pace followed by biking in town with the kids.   Had to pick up dad at the canal after my run. 

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Happy running! See you next week!

Weekly recap: 12 weeks till Brooklyn

Weekly Training update.  The half marathon is 12 weeks away.  My training plan is starting to up my mid-week miles which I don’t like.  I feel safe and comfortable in the 3 mile zone!   This week called for 4,4,2 and 6 as the long run.  

Monday:  This week my husband got an improved mounting system for his bike trailer.  We had a great family bike ride after work.  The kids kept peeking their little eyes at me from behind.


We ended the bike ride at the local baseball field and the kids were so excited for ice cream.  They looked so silly I had to take a picture, then I couldn’t stop laughing!  


This is what summer looks like.  Dirty, tired kids with ice cream faces.  Workout was a 3 mile bike.  Super easy.

Tuesday, 5:30 am 4 mile run at 9:56 average pace.  I was happy with negative splits though.

Wednesday morning’s for had me like this…


I literally felt asleep the whole time. So I went for 2 and planned on knocking the last 2 out on the  treadmill later.  Needless to say. I got it done.  

Thursday took it to the gym for body pump.  It was amazing!   I even ran into a coworker.  I love making fitness friends.  


Friday Jimmy came down w a fever and had a super rough morning.  Needless to say I didn’t shower until my husband came home from work.  


Luckily, James came home and I got in a fast 3 miles in 26:17, then picked up Sam and went to our Friday yoga class.   

Saturday:  we took a bike ride into town, town pool, and I hope to meet up with a friend for my long run. 

Sunday: 6 miles along the Delaware while dad and the kids biked 7.  Finished with a dip in the river.  


On the way home we stopped at a farmers market and ran into some neighbors!  So excited for this produce!  Jimmy grabbed the peach and it was so juicy he was covered in peachy goodness.


Finished the day at the town pool, I couldn’t get the kids out of the water! Sam is doing amazing and Jimmy is a little fish too! 


Nothing like a summer day.

Next week mileage is 5,5, 3, & 7 miles!