Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Running
So, I made this commitment to run a half marathon in August--I meant it, but it did take a little bit of pushing to get me started. Finally, I am on a good track.
For Miss Kansas, I have an executive director, Doug Brehm, and he has a group he runs with on the weekends that I tagged onto. Then, besides one walker we are the only two left that show up every weekend. Anyway, our tiny little group as been doing awesome!!! The people that do not show up are missing out.
Here is how my training has gone for the last week:
Saturday, May 16
4 mile run
Sunday, May 17
3.5 mile run
Monday, May 18
Day Off
Tuesday, May 19
3 mile run
Wednesday, May 20
2.5 hour bike ride (how long--I dont know but it was crazy!)
35 min. lift
Thursday, May 21
3.5 mile run
5 mile bike
Friday, May 22
.5 mile jog
lift: arms & abs
Saturday, May 23
7.8 mile run with some walking in there, so it was a little over 5 mi. run
Sunday, May 24
4 mile run
I am so incredible proud of my running! Next week, I am going for a 6 mile run on Saturday! Half marathon here I come!!! Oh, and I am going to look better then ever in a swimsuit this summer!!!!! WOOT
For Miss Kansas, I have an executive director, Doug Brehm, and he has a group he runs with on the weekends that I tagged onto. Then, besides one walker we are the only two left that show up every weekend. Anyway, our tiny little group as been doing awesome!!! The people that do not show up are missing out.
Here is how my training has gone for the last week:
Saturday, May 16
4 mile run
Sunday, May 17
3.5 mile run
Monday, May 18
Day Off
Tuesday, May 19
3 mile run
Wednesday, May 20
2.5 hour bike ride (how long--I dont know but it was crazy!)
35 min. lift
Thursday, May 21
3.5 mile run
5 mile bike
Friday, May 22
.5 mile jog
lift: arms & abs
Saturday, May 23
7.8 mile run with some walking in there, so it was a little over 5 mi. run
Sunday, May 24
4 mile run
I am so incredible proud of my running! Next week, I am going for a 6 mile run on Saturday! Half marathon here I come!!! Oh, and I am going to look better then ever in a swimsuit this summer!!!!! WOOT
Thursday, May 21, 2009
all your dirty things
I cleaned my makeup brushes for the first time EVER yesterday! I have had them for about a year and never washed them. I am not sure why--I guess I just never thought about it.
Anyway, that made me wondering how many things do we forget to wash or at least not as often as we should.
Yesterday, I read an article about how we should change or wash our sheets once a week because we shed dead skin cells on our sheets. I guess it can make you sick or somethings...just something to think about.
When I put my makeup on this morning, my face felt much cleaner!
Anyway, that made me wondering how many things do we forget to wash or at least not as often as we should.
Yesterday, I read an article about how we should change or wash our sheets once a week because we shed dead skin cells on our sheets. I guess it can make you sick or somethings...just something to think about.
When I put my makeup on this morning, my face felt much cleaner!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Grandfather
My mother's father died the summer after I graduated high school. I knew him much better. His name was Herman.
By the second half of my senior year of high school, I was drinking almost every single day. I had quit going to church a year earlier, my junior year, and was in the worst relationship I have been in to date. The last words my grandfather said to me were, "I love you. Do you love Christ?" This was one of the hardest moments in my entire life. Reason being, I had denounced Christianity, but I looked him in the eyes with tears rolling down my face and told him yes. I lied to my dying grandfather--this is one thing that sneaks up and haunts me every now and then. I couldn't bare to have him dissappointed in me during his last few moments of life. That evening I was the last one in the room. He fell into a coma. The next morming, my family sang him away with his favorite hymns as we watched him take his last breath.
This brings me to the question of faith, religion and spirituality. I have struggled with these concepts through my entire life, but especially the last five years. I have come into contact with many different people from different backgrounds in my young age and am still left with the ever-fruastrating questions of:
How was the earth created?
What is our purpose here?
Is there something greater than us?
Are we simply evolved? Is it just us out here in this universe?
Is there anyone out there?
Even if God exist, it still doesn't make sense to me. Why this game?
The questions and thoughts go on and on. Ever since I was a little girl, I would look up at the sky and be simply amazed at how big the world was. Where does all this come from? So confused about what life is for.
While my questions remain unanswered, I do still wonder about my grandfather's last words.
By the second half of my senior year of high school, I was drinking almost every single day. I had quit going to church a year earlier, my junior year, and was in the worst relationship I have been in to date. The last words my grandfather said to me were, "I love you. Do you love Christ?" This was one of the hardest moments in my entire life. Reason being, I had denounced Christianity, but I looked him in the eyes with tears rolling down my face and told him yes. I lied to my dying grandfather--this is one thing that sneaks up and haunts me every now and then. I couldn't bare to have him dissappointed in me during his last few moments of life. That evening I was the last one in the room. He fell into a coma. The next morming, my family sang him away with his favorite hymns as we watched him take his last breath.
This brings me to the question of faith, religion and spirituality. I have struggled with these concepts through my entire life, but especially the last five years. I have come into contact with many different people from different backgrounds in my young age and am still left with the ever-fruastrating questions of:
How was the earth created?
What is our purpose here?
Is there something greater than us?
Are we simply evolved? Is it just us out here in this universe?
Is there anyone out there?
Even if God exist, it still doesn't make sense to me. Why this game?
The questions and thoughts go on and on. Ever since I was a little girl, I would look up at the sky and be simply amazed at how big the world was. Where does all this come from? So confused about what life is for.
While my questions remain unanswered, I do still wonder about my grandfather's last words.
never drink milk before running
I have this goal for fall (August) to run a half marathon.
My executive director for Miss Kansas, Doug Brehm, runs full marathons and has helped me along my way in starting; however, I am still having a hard time getting out the door and actually doing it. I just need to run three times a week, two shorter runs and one longer run. The thing is, I hate running in cold, rain and indoors.
What has Kansas' weather been lately? COLD & RAINY!
Anyway, this morning it was not raining, just wet from earlier and it was about 50 degrees. Still a little too cold for me taste, but I went ahead and ran anyway. I ran 2 miles. I was hoping to run 3, but my fingers got cold. Now, even though I didn't get my 3 miles, I still got my butt out of my house and ran! WHOOP WHOOP!
Today, I am going to Emporia to sing the National Anthem for the ESU car show...I always get nervous singing the National Anthem because that is like the one song you don't want to screw up.
My executive director for Miss Kansas, Doug Brehm, runs full marathons and has helped me along my way in starting; however, I am still having a hard time getting out the door and actually doing it. I just need to run three times a week, two shorter runs and one longer run. The thing is, I hate running in cold, rain and indoors.
What has Kansas' weather been lately? COLD & RAINY!
Anyway, this morning it was not raining, just wet from earlier and it was about 50 degrees. Still a little too cold for me taste, but I went ahead and ran anyway. I ran 2 miles. I was hoping to run 3, but my fingers got cold. Now, even though I didn't get my 3 miles, I still got my butt out of my house and ran! WHOOP WHOOP!
Today, I am going to Emporia to sing the National Anthem for the ESU car show...I always get nervous singing the National Anthem because that is like the one song you don't want to screw up.
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