Today I went for my first after-school run of the year. I’ve done hikes, walks and kind-of jogs around the playground after school, but nothing that had me feeling like I went for a run. It was short, but still. It’s a good sign. My world is starting to make more sense to me as I’m developing a better understanding of my students and the unique year we are going to share. Being able to run tonight meant that I’m better at shedding the mantle of my day and resuming my home life without having a violent clash when the two collide when I walk in the door. It felt so good to not fear it. All month I’ve known I should run, but every-day-all-day I dread the thought of putting on my running capris. Not today. Today I saw the sun as I left my building and knew that I had to run through it. I hardly passed the threshold to my house when I was changed and back out the door. No one wanted to run with me so there was an unusual sense of freedom tonight. I could listen to my music as loud as I wanted and I could run as fast or slow as I wanted and it just felt good. Yeah, me!
It definitely felt like autumn, though, with that thick, dense, fragrant, moist, lung-burning, throat-thrashing thickness. Worth it, but man.
I started wearing my Iron Horse Half Marathon shirt around the neighborhood on runs of late. It’s rare that I get a run shirt I like, and I am way in love with this one- bright color, good fit, tech fabric and it actually says ‘half marathon’ on it. That’s kinda cool. Lately I’ve been wearing a few of my better run shirts out (I have three I like: Iron Horse, 2017 Beat the Blerch & Snohomish River Run), I watch people read them and I wonder what they think as they process the shirt and me wearing it…
I’ve been thinking of joining a Diet Bet lately. Skinny Meg is hosting this one, starting on 10/4, which happened to roll across my Instagram and it’s just been gnawing at me. I really want to lose 30 pounds. I absolutely would love to use my recent seven-pound loss as motive to continue on to lose more and, lately, my determination for food control has been in the outhouse. I work out like a bandit and eat like one too. I haven’t done a diet bet in ages and have some funds built up in my account, but I’m really wondering if now is the right moment. But then I remember that some of my most stressful school years have been some of my best workout and weightloss years. I think that my classroom can seem a little crazy to me some years and my health is one place where I can rule with utter control. That may make me sound like a psycho, but the alternative is to eat to medicate the crazy away, and I’m not doing that (my class is still a unique, vocal, curious and spirited group totaling 29 2nd graders, this year). So, yeah, I think I’m going to do it. At the very least I’ll get some good habits started and make smart choices through my birthday and Halloween. And at the most, I could be eight pounds lighter, come November 1st! 🙂
I was so surprised when I got an email last week letting me know that the Beat the Blerch sign ups were already in the works! I had barely wrung out my socks and let my sneakers dry and already I had to commit to do it again! Aiyiyi! But you know I did. I bit the bullet and paid a hundred something dollars for the privilege of sweating amongst others. So, next year, once again, I’ll be chasing that Blerch for 13.1 miles through the Snoqualmie Valley woods with a belly full of cake, purple drink and oatmeal!
And if you’re wondering, yes there really was a tent filled with kittens that you could cuddle with after the race. I’m not kidding.
(These were the official race pics- my phone died on mile three of this race. Lovely.)