She's Close

Busy daily life is a blessing.

It helps to distract yourself from the reality you've lost someone you love.

This morning, I quickly stopped by my parents' house to pick something up.

I rang the doorbell and waited.

As I stood there, I envisioned my mom answering the door.

I forgot for a moment that she was gone.

Then, I remembered and it was like someone punched me in the chest.

That's how it is when you lose someone.

After 4 years, you'd think those little moments would no longer occur.

But, maybe it's her way of letting me know she isn't really so far away.

Celebrating with a Good Sweat!

Max wanted to spend St. Patrick's Day running in a race. Of course, this makes me all giddy. My boy likes to run! I signed him up for the Scottsdale St. Patrick's Day Run. It was a 4 mile race that race along the canals in downtown Scottsdale. He takes this running thing seriously. He was out there warming up with a few sprints alongside the competitive runners (I don't even warm up before a race). I urged him to get right in the front at the start since they were using ankle timers which all start at the same time instead of starting when he passed through the start line. 10 seconds into the race I realized this was a mistake! He was getting carried along by the fast runners and I thought he was definitely going out too fast. Uh oh. We lost sight of him until he came back around with a mile left to go. He passed with a huge smile on his face. We cheered him on! He finished in 34 minutes (which is a 8:33 pace if you are wondering)! Wow, my kid is fast! Max placed 52nd out of 162 men and 5th in his age division (10-14yrs). I am so proud of him for setting a goal and surpassing it! He's been searching for more races online since we've been home!

Out of My Comfort Zone

Two months ago, I signed up for the Desert Classic Duathlon and ever since, I have been a nervous wreck.

3.65 mile trail run, 30 mile road bike, 3.75 mile trail run

I have never been so nervous for a race. In a running race, once the gun goes off, I get in a zone and don't have to think about anything except putting one foot in front of the other.

This was so different. First, I have never raced on my bike before and second, the whole idea of transitioning from one event to the other was completely overwhelming to me.

What if I forget equipment, nutrition, clothing? How would I know which way to go in and out of the transition area? How would I pace myself? What if I was last? Oh, I just did not want to be last!

The race started uphill on the road and turned onto a trail. My good friend and riding partner, Kate, was with me for about 10 seconds before she took off. She is one tough competitor.

The first trail run was great. I felt good and kept a good pace- until I entered the transition area. Then, the nerves were back. I'm pretty certain I had the slowest transition time overall.

Onto the bike- I exited the transition area, clipped in, waved to Lance and the kiddos, and took off down the road. Five minutes into my ride, I wanted off the bike and back into my running shoes. I love biking, but my confidence in the sport is almost nonexistent.

I divided the bike into thirds in my mind. I had ridden the course, so I knew what was coming. I was conservative and kept a comfortable pace since I had never done one of these and was unsure how much energy I would need to have left in my legs for the last run. I was passed by a few women who I remembered passing during the run. Ugh, that was frustrating! As I finished the bike, I began to panic, "Don't fall off, don't fall off." I VERY carefully came to a stop, unclipped, and was determined to make this a faster transition.

I ran out of the transition area and onto the trail and experienced what Kate warned me about. My legs forgot how to run. It was two miles in until they decided they would start to cooperate and finish this thing. I came upon my family on the trail. It was a nice surprise and gave me the last bit of umph I needed to keep going. Again, I loved the run. It was challenging- climb after climb, but I loved it! I came over the top of a ridge and saw the finish line. I sped up, crossed the line, and heard over the loudspeaker, "Welcome home, Sara."

And... I was so very glad to be home.

Trails

I think I have a new crush.

It's gorgeous and takes my breath away...literally.

I am in love with the trails.

For the last few years, people would tell me I have to run the trails.

I resisted.

I liked the road.

It was safe. It was predictable. It was flat.

I had no idea what I was missing.

The peace and therapy one can find out on the trails...worth every single mile.

My New Favorite Obsession

I'm kind of obsessed with beets right now.

I think I've eaten about 6 pounds of them in the last 3 days...seriously!

They fight heart disease, stroke, dementia, and peripheral vascular disease and are loaded with potassium, betaine, and folate!

After consuming obscene amounts of them lately, I feel I owe it to them to spread the word!

How do eat them? Boil, skin, add butter and salt...Ahh, perfection.