I feel like half my misadventures begin with “so I found a Groupon……” and this one is no different. As you know, I’ve been working out like crazy these past 9 months. My last major athletic accomplishment was the Chicago 1/2 marathon, then I took three personal training sessions…..and then pretty much quit working out for almost a month now. And I’ve felt it. I’ve missed the energy I have after a workout, the satisfaction of pushing myself to the limit, and the “good sore” muscles after a workout. So when Keith said that he’d bought a Groupon to a Boot Camp class at Cross Fit Music City, I decided I would buy a few classes myself and go with him.
So originally I’d had high hopes of getting to Maine or Arizona or Montana or St. Louis or San Francisco or Boston. But scheduling in a trip to one of those places just wasn’t in the cards. Theoretically I’ve been to Chicago before on a high-school jazz band trip. I remember the house in the suburbs where we stayed and the school where the competition was. Mom says we also took a trip into the city, and while I believe her, I don’t remember any of that part of the trip….and the few days this past week that I spent in Chicago didn’t ring any bells in my memory. So I decided that I’m going to count Chicago as my new major city and cross off a list item:
5. Visit a new state OR major city
This trip turned out to be pretty epic. First of all, I got to spend some time with Harriet, a Compassion LDP student from Kenya. And you already know how I feel about those Compassion LDP students. They amaze me. Then of course there was the free yoga-in-the-park class on Saturday morning. And then there were the violins. Read More…
This whole trip to Chicago is turning out to be not only amazing (Keith and I have decided we’re kind of obsessed with this city), but very list-item-friendly as well. Remember I said I didn’t think I would check anything off on this vacation except for the book I read on the airplane here? Well……turns out I was wrong. I checked off another list item this morning…making my list halfway complete!
Here’s a fun fact about me….I’m a law school dropout. Yup. I attended the Mississippi College School of Law for the Fall 2004 Semester. And didn’t love it. It was a stressful, unhappy season of life although I learned alot about myself. About week 2 of school I realized I really needed something to get me through and so I started taking a pilates class at my church. The teacher was a wonderful Christian woman and those 3 hours a week that I spent stretching and relaxing were vital to my mental health that semester. However, I’ve never taken a Yoga class, so when I was putting together my 30×30 list, I decided this was the perfect opportunity to take one. Thus:
18. Take a yoga class
was born. I bought a Groupon for 5 discounted Yoga classes at a yoga studio not too far from where I live in Nashville, but never had time to take a class before the Groupon expired. Then two weeks ago I emailed a yoga studio that is literally 3 houses down and across the street from my house and the owner was kind enough to invite me to take a free class. But again….with all the traveling I’ve been doing lately, I just haven’t had time to take her up on her sweet offer. And then I came to Chicago. Read More…
Tonight Keith made the comment that there is no way I’m going to learn to speak Spanish by August 14th. And sadly, he’s right. I’m also probably not going to finish memorizing the Book of James. But I’m not the type of girl who gets down about things. So I decided I needed to check something off my list to make myself feel better.
You all remember the poll I took to choose the last two new foods. The winners were rhubarb pie and kale. The rhubarb pie was a huge hit. I loved it. The kale…….eh? Maybe not my favorite. Or maybe I need to give it another try. I kept hearing that kale was a “super food.” That it was full of all kinds of healthy nutrients and such. I wasn’t really sure what to do with it, so I threw it in the juicer and made myself a tall green glass of kale juice. and I did not love it. Keith took a sip and made a yucky face that confirmed what I’d been thinking. it was terrible and should be poured down the drain. So I did.
But I’m still checking it off. I bought it. I consumed it. I didn’t love it. Maybe on a sandwich mixed in with spinach and other greens it would be lovely.
So with the tasting of Kale, I put my final X next to 16. Taste
First of all, let me say that triathletes are beasts. I can’t fathom being as ridiculously in shape as one needs to be to actually BE a triathlete.
After I finished my 1/2 marathon in May, my friend Emily suggested I try a sprint-length triathlon. I’d almost done a little mini-tri at a camp I worked at in 2004, but I forgot to set an alarm and slept through it. Ever since then I’ve thought it would be really cool to do one, but never thought I actually would. Of course I never thought I could run 13.1 miles either. I didn’t even know what a sprint tri involved so Emily educated me that there are several distances in the triathlon world, Sprint (the shortest), Olympic (mid-length), Half-Iron Man (this is what the “70.3” bumper stickers mean) and Ironman or Ultra Distance (insanely long….this length involves a 2.4 mile swim, a full marathon run (26 miles) and a 110 mile bike.) She was training for one the end of July, so I added it as a list item…
30! Complete a “sprint-length” triathlon
…and figured I had 2 months to figure out how to conquer this thing. But then my calendar changed when I decided to run the Chicago Rock-N-Roll Half marathon in July, and I had to pick another tri to train for. The only other one in Nashville before my birthday happened to be this morning….which at the time I signed up, gave me a mere 4 weeks to train. So I re-figured my training schedule, and decided to go for it anyway. Basically, my “training” ended up being that I ran alot. And then fit in half-hearted swims when I could and a few bike rides. I was certainly not prepared for the bike or the swim portion of this morning’s competition the way I should have been. And I’ll admit that as I stood in line waiting to go into the water this morning, I almost ran away, packed up, and went home. But then I realized I’d have to write a blog about how I wussed out and that didn’t seem like a very fun thing to do. Read More…
So, as you all know, my last attempt at seven straight days of decaffination was almost successful, until I caved to the siren-like call of a cup of hot sipping chocolate. Which was totally worth it.
While in general, I try not to be a legalist, I felt like this was an instance where I needed to stick to it. So I went for it again….7 more days of no caffeine. No Coke. No chocolate. No coffee (except a few cups of decaf when i was craving it.) And I’m proud to say that yesterday, I completed it with success! So, I’ve officially crossed
11. Go caffeine-free for 7 days straight
off my list. And I’m having a cup of coffee to celebrate. It’s how I roll.
Also, because if I ended it here, this is the shortest blog post I’ll ever write, I’ll leave you with a few teasers of what’s up in my life that will certainly birth blogs to come…..
*I’m ALMOST finally caught up on my Bible reading. Right now I’m camped out in Jeremiah.
*My sprint-triathlon is a mere 11 days away. What? #Pleasedon’tletmedrown,pleasedon’tletmedrown
*I baked something new last weekend. And I’m cooking dinner tonight.
*I un-earthed MY England/Scotland trip photo album. Get ready for some further high-school fashion highlights.
*I’m exactly halfway through two books at the moment. And they couldn’t be more different from one another.
*I’m still practicing thankfulness. And its taking shape into something you probably wouldn’t have thought of. (I wouldn’t have, but my husband is really cool, and he thought of it.)
*I’ve spent lots of time with some amazing Compassion students the past few days and it reminded me of a really awesome post that I’ve been working on for a while now….time to buckle down and finish….
*I realized I’ve never tasted egg plant…….
What do you guys want to hear about first? Let me know!
Schools are out or almost out. The month of May is about to bid us farewell. The weather in Nashville has become unbearably hot. All these things point to the rapid approach of our birthdays and there’s lots left to be done. So I decided this past Sunday night to prepare to cross off several list items by crossing off a list item:
26. Create a daily schedule
I don’t work an 8-5. I’m either out on the road, or I’m home; and when I’m home, I sometimes have trouble managing my time. Read More…